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Secrets of a High School Jock

by Darksider on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

Trent Baker made sure no one was watching before he stepped out of the sunny fall afternoon and into the public restroom in the corner of Shady Grove Park. The cement structure, situated behind a concealing copse of elm trees out of the way of the more heavily trafficked areas of the park, was dimly lit compared to the perfect outside weather. It smelled fai...

Montana Winter

by MJRoberts on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male

ALL CHARACTERS IN SEXUAL SITUATIONS ARE OVER 18. Characters are fictional. This ebook is licensed for your personal enjoyment only. Copyright belongs to MJ Roberts 2014. Please do not reproduce without permission from the author. *** Dear Reader, After Montana was posted, there was an overwhelming response for a sequel. I got tons of letters saying, 'W...

Secrets of a High School Jock Ch. 02

by Darksider on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

What had once been one of Trent Baker's favorite parts of the day had become something to loathe; hitting the showers after football practice. It wasn't that he'd suddenly lost his secret interest in all the hard bodies of his fellow teammates showering and changing all around him. In fact, it was the exact opposite. The desire had intensified. Trent had...

Group Interview

by maxxwood on Mar 6, 2018
Gay Male

Jordan realized that his shoulders were touching his ears. With effort, he brought them down and, breathing deeply, tilted his head side to side a few times to loosen his muscles. It's just a job interview, he told himself. You've done this a million times before. And yet... Jordan looked nervously around the room. Men stood at tiny tables in groups of t...

I Hated Adam

by JonnyBtm on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

NOTE: While this story is based on actual events and real people, names have been changed to protect the (not so) innocent. ***** God damn I hated Adam. We grew up several houses apart in a typically awful suburb of a typically awful small city in the middle of bum-fuck Pennsylvania. We were the same age but a grade apart (he got held back a year) and not...

Hypnotic Ch. 08

by Cia81 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Dav didn't end up waking me up; a nasty yowl followed by a roar did that instead. I sat upright on the sofa, my heart instantly racing. My head swam from the sudden movement and I clutched at my head. "Ow." "Everybody needs to shut the fuck up. Keep him over there Velaku; I mean it. Ahsran, take your mate over to that corner before I kick his ass. He just...

A Deviant Spawn Christmas

by LoveBird1929 on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

Author's Note: Happy Holidays! A Christmas story for my readers! This story is very, very lightly inspired by yaoi. And when I say lightly, I mean I have not taken the time to read up on yaoi to determine what it's really all about. In fact, the most research I've done on yaoi is reading Jet Mykles Heaven Sent series which I've read on message boards some...

My Hero

by Bundy5 on Sep 26, 2017
Gay Male

He stares at me with a mixture of pity and disgust in his eyes, and I sneer back at him, my contempt loud and clear. I didn't know it then, but that doorman would one day mean the world to me. ** My name is Peter 'Pinky' Benson. I'm twenty and a half years old, and I'm going to be all alone for the first time in the big city. I'm moving there to attend an...

Between the Bars Pt. 02

by carsonshepherd on Sep 25, 2017
Gay Male

Chapter 6 You've got to be fucking kidding me. I stared at Daniel in disbelief. "Uh, I don't think so." "I wish I didn't have to get you involved in this, but it's the only feasible way for me to get to Birmingham right now. I had to leave my Jeep in Tallahassee. I couldn't go home to get it. An airplane is totally out and I can't risk being recognized on...

In or Out?

by timmywells on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

The metal door was a faded mustard yellow, and the dents at the bottom of the door looked like the result of somebody kicking it. There was probably a story behind every dent but my mind was elsewhere. The man I was with was putting the key in the door, and as it opened the number 6 on the door swayed with the movement. Inside the room was dark except for t...