By GayStoryTeller 6 Apr 2009
Jesse couldn't help but feel a tingling inside, as he looked up at Mr. Willows. The gleam in his eyes, the hunger he obviously had, was all there, just like before, but with a new found urgency, as if time was slipping away...
By sucker 30 Jan 2009
Brad suddenly finds himself single at thirty-eight years old. Is there love in his future?
By hotpornwriter 10 Sep 2008
The Resurrection!
By Habu 31 Jul 2007
I love him with every fiber of my being. I loved going out into public with him. I loved the looks of envy I got from other guys on street and at the cafes for what Kenneth and I had together...that I had Kenneth and they didn't.
By Johann 27 Jul 2007
Kneeling in front of the casket, I couldn't bear leaving him. I wept. Not the bawling out kind, but the one with the tears just falling down your face. The kind of weeping that comes from the depths of your heart due to your soul gnawing at your insides in sorrow.
By Rad Steven 24 Jul 2007
Hell, I was wearing this mask for my own sake as much as my parents'. I wanted to be something other than this. I wanted to run away, to escape this reality that flung itself hard at me. How can I be so heartbroken over Arvin having a boyfriend other than me when I couldn't even accept myself for what I am?
By Noel Blue 2 Jul 2007
Story continues, Part 2 -Will Merrin has everything one would think a 29-year-old man would want: Looks, health, self-confidence, a fast track career in business and an extremely well-paying job in a bustling East Coast City. But he's lonely in a new city and over-worked, and is starting to get sick of being celibate..
By Asynaka 14 Nov 2006
Dre is a playa the likes of which few have meet. Martice is a young handsome and new to the game, This is the begining of what will be a great love story or just Thugluv Drama
By Tony Davis 12 Oct 2006
He pushed back the blanket revealing Scott's throbbing cock and tightened ball sack and realized that this would be a quick session as it looked like Scott was well on his way with the little help that Jacob had given to now.
By Morgan Grayson 11 Oct 2006
We lay naked together on the cot, kiss and exploring with our hands. I was so hard it hurt, but wanted it to last. I was the basic primitive one, and I had gone romantic. The normally poetic Chas had become an animal.