I stood in the dark in the doorway listening to the quiet sound of his sobbing. He said there was no pain, and I believed him. No physical pain, but what is pain. Who knows what hurts most, he was only 36. In a few days he would have faded and gone. I would go in soon and hold him, stroke away the tears, kiss them away, hold him to me as I had done now for...
The following account of late 19th century sexual torment was taken from the journal of Daniel Nickels, the Captain of the brig Waccamaw during the Civil War. The journal was discovered hidden behind a wall during recent renovations at the Bellaire Plantation in Savannah, Georgia, where the Captain lived after the war. As the two tormentors stood at the...
Hey guys sorry its been so long! I've been working a lot! And then my computer decided to crash on me and I lost all my files so I had to start this over again. There is a lot of information in this one I'm gonna work on putting some explanations in the next one. Thanks for being patient and remember feedback is always welcome. Contact me through my profile...
The song "Kisses Sweeter than Wine" sprang to my mind, because that was what his kisses were. As far as I could tell in the dimly lit Blue Moon resort hotel room in Las Vegas, he was a young hunk, no older than I was. Most of the men in the room were older, a few probably twice or more my age. None were complete throwaways, but he was prime among them. And h...
[One Night in XXX Story Event] Larnaca, Cyprus Friday evening, 16 July 1982 Nabil was panting in anticipation, bent over on his belly on the yard wide and deep pillow-top rattan ottoman. Strong hands pinning his upper arms to the ottoman, Nabil was facing out over the small balcony and onto the European-style Larnaca esplanade, featuring a wide swath of o...
Author's note; As always thank you to my readers for all the support! I apologize for not posting as frequently as I said I would. I've been ill for a long time now. I will continue this story and possibly start another series or short stories. Thank you for reading chapter five of The Fallen. Please leave a comment and rate if you liked it. All characters...
Chapter 11 -- Ryan's Story -- Liberation "Quick, hide," Gunther said. He grabbed Ryan's arm and led him to the back of the loft. He got Ryan to lay down and covered him in hay. Ryan knew they were German soldiers, most probably still on the hunt for him. He heard Gunther leave, he hoped the boy could keep them away. I dawned on him that he was about to lea...
Lost Cause April and May, 1865, Danville, Virginia The next two months were ones of hiding in the town of Danville among sympathizers whose loyalty had to be taken on faith and moving about, usually at night, to meet with other supporters and hear the news of the Union takeover of the state. The two loyal soldiers Singleton kept with him managed to find tw...
Hello, everyone. One more story on gorgeous hunky gay guys. -Elenia Lieutenant Rafe Firehawk arose from his cot where he had been writing a letter. It was time to go check on the disposition of his men. His Captain had told him there would be an announcement tonight that he was to pass on, so he wanted to be there early. He pulled his boots on and headed...
This story is completely fictional, as are the characters. This story was my own, and if you like this and wish to see more, please let me know. I have a couple more~ Feel free to leave constructive, or flattering comments to make me feel good about my writing, lol. Like the tag reads, this is gay sex, so PLEASE, if this turns you off, then please move on, a...