Gay stories 

Drive Ch. 01

February 22, 2014 | blond | Permalink

“Drive you home, Chris?” The young blond stopped at the door and looked back at his night’s employer. The eighteen-year-old’s pulse began racing. He’d thought the older man wasn’t going to. “Sure, Mr. Mathers.” Another week. Another babysitting job at Mathers’ home. Another drive. Chris lived an eight-minute walk from Mathers’ house. Somehow, Mathers’ wife [...]

Tigger’s Perfect Valentine

August 20, 2013 | first time | Permalink

This is a sweet little story that I wrote for Valentine’s Day. Enjoy. **** Frigid rain falls steadily from a leaden sky as the train pulls into Union Station in Portland. Even the dreary weather cannot keep Tigger from bouncing up and down on the edge of his seat. It’s a habit he’s had all [...]