It was a moment of truth. I took a deep breath and walked purposefully down the hallway to the bathroom. Shirtless and focused, I came up on Ray, who was still talking through the door to Jimmy. All the evidence available told me Jimmy was still crying and babbling. He was apparently convinced he was gay. This had somehow been brought on by his belief that h...
It's been two weeks since I got out of the hospital and I was feeling better and better as each day passed. Having no income and no real money of my own, to speak of, I was forced to continue wearing the clothes that Crystal left me since I couldn't afford to go out and buy clothes of my own. I must say though I'm getting to like the soft, airy feeling of t...
It was the darkest secret Ashton had ever kept and knew he had to tell his girlfriend. Candice deserved to know he was a poser and a liar. The couples only camping trip felt like a good time to him. They would be away from the regular world, lost in the woods and surrounded by their best friends. Ashton and Candice followed behind Jared and his girlfriend....
My first gay experience was right after college in the summer of 1989. Three days of hitchhiking across the states found me sitting under an overpass in Birmingham, AL feeling fresh after a long shower at a nearby truck stop. As I sat holding my thumb out I remember thinking about a guy in a van that had obviously wanted to have sex with me, but I turned him...
The evening at army reserves ended early and I had the choice of using money for a bus home or hitchhike and save the money for something else. Hitchhiking was not taboo as it is today and the decision to pocket the money was easy. I had recently turned eighteen and the chances of getting a ride were quite good. After five minutes, I began to doubt my choic...
Please ignore this story if gay sex or discipline isn't your thing. Nothing about this story is factual and forgive my writing errors, not a work of art, just a kinky story. *********** My name is Steve and I thought it best to tell my story as a warning to others on how things you never expect can happen. I'm 28, 5'8", 140 lbs and in pretty good shape. No...
She paced slowly, methodically, back and forth like a tigress behind bars in a too-small cage. She smoked, and he hated that, but it looked right at the moment, the smoke curling from her ruby lips, sifting through her raven black hair, like flour through a sieve. She loved black it seemed, as he had seen her in nothing else. The outer garments were not pres...
*** This story contains non-consensual gender conversion, LGBT themes, slurs, and things that can cause dysphoria *** ***** Have you ever noticed how many horrible people have a very unassuming, normal as can be name? It can make it difficult to tell them apart from the good people. Thankfully, a person's actions are tied to their name. That's how most peo...
DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists and Wizards in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, swearing, and strange ideas. It ha...
Hey, there. My name is Jacob Celestin and I'm a six-foot-one, kind of chubby yet still mildly good-looking young black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm twenty one years old. Someone once told me that a young man's college days are supposed to be the best days of his life. If you ask me, somebody lied. These days, I'm definitely not havi...