Ali had sent me home with a trusted friend whom I did not know. He seemed nice enough and I sat between him and his cub, a tall, pale, brown-haired boy a few years older than me. We raced home though I couldn't see much through the dark windows. Dr. Hamad was waiting for me when the SUV pulled up to the front of Ali's family home. The lion in charge of tak...
I stood on the deck of the Andromeda, watching as we sailed closer to the graceful elven docks. Even from this range I saw it looked different. There were a lot more humans around than I was used to, for one thing. I only saw a few elves and I saw the humans had been allowed to make a small merchant settlement, here on the shores. I wondered when that had o...
"Wait for it, lad," Graham Morris whispered to Benji, as they both watched the hulking young man being pulled in multiple directions by five Cavalier King Charles spaniels in Graham's direction across a patch of grassland above the Tauranga beach. It was Saturday morning and the bit of parkland adjacent to the New Zealand coastal town's beach was designated...
This was a short story request by one of my readers. He wanted a short story to accompany the male version of the picture "A Good Bedroll" by the artist InCase. While I am a bisexual writer and I have written gay scenes before, this is my very first fully gay male story. I quite enjoyed writing this sappy tale. I hope you enjoy reading it. ***** "You are a...
Hey guys, Thank you for waiting so patiently. Also , thank you for all the wonderful comments and encouraging emails(: This chapter's extra long, so have fun. ****** The trip had gone without a hitch. Noah had stayed asleep the whole time, barely even twitching when we moved him. The ship was wide, with several floors for patients with different needs....
Rick was sitting at the bar when Trash walked in. The place was dead save for a two older guys who were in the back arguing over whose wife was the bigger nag. Trash smirked as he sat down. He nodded to the table the two were sitting at. "Ralf and edger still trading war stories?" He asked. Rick glanced over and smiled some. "Yeah," Rick told him. "Edgar...
First Sergeant succumbs to horny corporal [A true story as told to me by a contributor. Names, places, etc. have been changed] Dedicated to LUCMAN85 The Wager At Ford Ord, California, in 1989 (five years before they closed "the most beautiful Army fort in the USA"), I sat in a Jeep drinking coffee from a Thermos with a gay soldier, one Private O'Connell....
(c) Copyright jvaughn, 2014, 2015. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Nineteen Steam billowed out the door as Raeden stepped into the bathroom. He could see Kim standing in the shower, his head thrown back, water running down his chest. His spill of ink black hair brushed the top of his t...
Alex watched the man in front of him glide over the wood boards that elevated the footpath over the muck of the swampy marshland. They had been exploring the Rachel Carson Wildlife Refuge when Steve signaled Alex to stay back. His large athletic body barely made a sound as it inched forward and Alex wondered if he was part Indian Warrior or part Ballerina. T...
In the quest for my son, I discover connections everywhere I suppose I couldn't have been surprised by what happened at home, not really, not the way my luck had been running. After six months of cum-slut training, kidnapped by oversexed guerrillas in Colombia, I came home a dedicated cockhound--to a sexual desert. Nobody to plug my man-craving ass. Back...