He was on the Boulevard again. It was a beautiful summer night. The air was sweet. The columns of smoke that had been here for days had lifted. There was none of the fever that he had had the night before. His head was remarkably clear. He saw things the way they were. He was newly, last week, nineteen. And he was happy. He was immensely happy. He had giv...
The Conclusion I woke up in darkness. It was 1:00am Sunday morning and someone's hands were playing with my naked ass. It felt so good that I just moaned and put my head back on the pillow, allowing my eyes to adjust to the darkness and to bask in the feeling that was centered on my butt. As I was doing this a shadowy silhouette moved to the side of the bed...
It was simply divine our very first fuck, having gotten the preliminaries done, but with Tim and I - well we soon realised we had so much in common and I had the hots for him the first time I met him in the super bowl. He looked so good in chino's and white tee shirt, and if I was ever unsure about my sexual leaning before, I knew then. I sort of approached...
We had just had sex. It used to be that we made love. Or he made love not to me. I made love to him. It was so stupidly ironic—I couldn't stand him for a long time. He did not pursue me or even speak to me. But he did do that a hundred times over, by avoiding me, looking away from me when I accidentally looked at him. We had had student housing at Traylor U...
Rui and Fernando stood on a deserted beach not far from Xai Xai. It had been 30 years since they had left their boyhood home of Mozambique and this was the first time they had been back. Both were overwhelmed with nostalgia, remembering golden carefree days, when they played in the surf , or went running through the orchards on Rui's father's farm. Sometime...
When I saw Ryan across the room I knew this was going to be a good night. We hadn't seen each other in over four months and we both knew that the last time we were together it was intense. I made my way to the kitchen to grab a beer. I must have said hi to about a dozen people, as this was the perfect opportunity to catch up with everyone. Our graduating y...
Triumph "Fuck..." Donnie dragged the word out as he exhaled and leaned back into the sagging rear-side of the sofa, the cushions old and decrepit and in need of replacing. But there never had really been anyone around in either his life or John's to tell them that they needed to do that, needed to get on with things, the business of life and the like and t...
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...
No matter what video you are watching or what toy you are playing with, it is your imagination that takes you down into the batehole and to the finale with your sperm shooting out in all its glory. Or your insides ripped to shreds by that new and usually larger instrument of inserted pleasure. The road to the point of satisfaction can be a long one or one th...
[Note that this GM novel is completed and will post in twelve chapters by the middle of February 2016.] Matt Henderson stopped on the border between what was now his property and that of Dashad Wilson. It had been Matt's back acre they'd plowed and sowed to lettuce and spinach today, Matt's now because of the auto accident that had taken his parents lat...