((Just a quick little story that I needed to get out of my head. I am splitting up the AU chapters and expanding as well as fixing up Starcrossed 3. I wrote this during class this afternoon. Yes, I know it wasn't Iraq that flew the plane into the trade center. I am also not a raciest or against religion. My stepbrother is Muslim and an immigrant from the mid...
This is the sequel to "Big Man on Campus," a tale of college life and gay relationships in the age of craziness. It was really fun in person. ***** I have a little trouble sorting out college and the immediate time that came after it. We were awfully high, after all. It is hard to believe it now. I honestly don't recall much about the latter half of my F...
This is basic orientation 101. If you are sitting her listening to this lecture then you are just starting your first few days here at the academy. Don't worry; it may seem a little odd at first but after a few weeks everything you do here will seem like second nature. You are embarking on a very noble phase of your life. Because of fine young cadets like y...
Author's Note: I'm a bit nervous as this is my first time ever posting to this site and this is my first time ever writing a story of this kind. Constructive comments both positive and negative are greatly encouraged and welcome. Also, I want to thank Khasy for editing this for me! I'd like to mention that this story is a work of fiction and any similarit...
In another time, another place ... You are the third son of King Phillip. The Kingdom of Eros operates differently than other countries -- famously so. While other realms choose rulers based on inheritance, power or money, Eros follows one unique system: the sex sport. Since the dawn of man, sex has been an economy of its own; it is a measure of power and tr...
Author's Note: In Icelandic folklore, there are many tales of huldufolk—the hidden people. One tells of ljuflingur, huldumen known to seduce and impregnate human women ('ljuflingur' means 'beloved' in Icelandic). Many thanks to mac ropis for the thoughtful comments, spelling/grammar check, and insightful questions! Volunteer Editors are the best idea since...
He sat in the large easy chair across from me sipping the glass of bourbon, his favorite bourbon, I had poured for him. "How did all this start?" "You mean, when did I know I was gay?" "No, well maybe, but when did you start this 'involvement' with the military camp?" "It wasn't on purpose. I think people intuitively see me as someone to turn to, to tr...
Moodily I stared out the train window. The day before Christmas Eve. On the platform of the Boston station, couples reunited, kissing and hugging. Mothers cried and clung to fresh boys in uniform as they headed off to basic training. The war had changed things; the place was somber and not decorated much for Christmas this year. The mood was grim and filled...
Eros sighed. Today was turning out like every other day he'd suffered for aeons. Stuck on Mount Olympus, occasionally shooting an arrow at a nymph for target practice, the minor God was getting sick of the routine. "Mother, can you please tell me why I'm not allowed out in the human world?" Eros asked Aphrodite, a question she'd grown accustomed to...
This is a work of fiction, and as such the characters are not bound by the usual dictates of modern society. Unsafe sexual practices can be undertaken with impunity only in the world of fantasy. In reality, it is your obligation and your right to play safely, sanely and healthily. I hope you enjoy my work, and if you have any comments, or ideas that may in...