Night Rhythms
12 Aug 2015 5 comments
As I touch him there he presses his lips harder against me and moans. He has given me his permission. He slides his body further up mine allowing me more room and my finger penetrates without restriction.
Edward James
Dream
14 Sep 2006 1 comment
And then there was someone else in the room with me; another presence. He was as golden as the sunlight, as youthful and as keen as me but more perfect, more desirable. He was someone I had wanted for many months, someone I knew I couldn't have; someone whom I had to have.
The lonely road
14 Sep 2006 comments
His hands came to the front and started stroking me there. Carefully, gently he felt me, drew me up in his soft hand, pulled me back, twisted me, toyed with me. And my hand explored in the same way.
Dimitris
13 Sep 2006 2 comments
There were only two obvious things that set me apart from my neighbours. One, I was English and they were Greek; and two, I was gay. My heart did a quick back-flip as I figured that Dimitris was definitely not English.