Gaystoryman’s Original Fiction

Tough Guy pt. 2

Part (2) With their huffing becoming less noticeable, Connie took a careful look at Jesse, who returned the stare, unflinching. They looked for a few minutes, before Connie finally stood upright, the ache in his chest no longer. He glanced around a bit, to get his bearings, then with a sort of ‘follow me’ nod, he moved further into the dense grove of trees, that really weren’t all...

Tough Guy pt1

Part (1) God how he hated his parents, for naming him Connie. He could really strangle them, but right now, he just needed to get up, off the ground, and let that bastard Tim feel what is was like, to get a damn good shit kicking. He hated having to always do this, just because his parents liked the name Connie. You don’t go calling a guy by a girl’s name. There were a ton of songs about...

One Nine Hundred Pervert

Part (-) In some ways, it really just pisses me off. Seriously, who the fuck does Mr Brad Greene think he is? Okay, sure he’s drop dead gorgeous, has a killer body to go with a great face, but fuck it, now I have to spend another hour cooking up the dog’s dinner, and that is after I rush out to the butcher shop, to buy more of it. Like, really, he couldn’t have waited until I finished cooking...

One of Those Days (2)

Part (2) It really is one of those days. I mean all the thinking about the wasted weekend, about Tyler, naturally made me late. Even the damn coffee was cold, but I drank it anyway. Habit, and you know, I really need to change my habits. From expecting too much from my friends, to having to worry about work, and whether or not I am five minutes late to my early start. Like shit, not as if I have to...

One of Those Days (1)

Part (1) Ever had one of those days, when the moment your brain heard that god awful beeping from the alarm clock, that you just knew you didn’t want to get out from under the covers? I mean surely you’ve had those kind of days, where you finally kicked the covers off, after hitting the snooze setting a half dozen times, until finally your guilt for still being in bed, kicked in? Here it was, a...