Unwanted (1)

Part (1) Josh sat there, huddled up into a small ball, holding his knees tightly. The wind swirled around him, as he shivered, but not from the cool breeze. He felt his chest ache, felt the pain searing his very soul, as he kept seeing Bradley’s face, the way the eyes narrowed, how his nostrils flared, as he shouted it at him. ‘Your Queer? Fucking Hell, you are a damn faggot?’ All he had been...

August 26th, 2009 by Ian 
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Remembering (3)

Remembering By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (3) Trent’s smile grew wider, as he too began to remember, to recall just how that night had gone from one high to an even greater high. How the whole night had been one strange progression of reaching one plateau, then climbing upwards to the next, each one higher, each one giving him an even greater view, better...

August 27th, 2008 by Ian 
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Remembering (2)

Remembering By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) He could see them now, see Rob’s long blond hair and deep blue eyes sparkling, as he came around the truck front end, to grab a couple of back packs out of the truck bed. He tossed one to Trent, who almost missed it, still not sure what was happening. There were no bedrolls, no sleeping bags attached, but there...

August 23rd, 2008 by Ian 
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Remembering (1)

Remembering By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (1) As Trent entered the darkened room, he was assailed by the aroma of stale vomit, of lingering antiseptic, and of sweat. His eyes began to adjust to the darkness of the room as he heard the sounds of the various machines. His heart ached as he saw the lone figure in the bed, covered by nothing more than a thin...

August 20th, 2008 by Ian 
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Anointing of the Man Child (4)

Anointing of the Man Child By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (4) He could feel his body tremble, as he stared at Trent’s crotch. The underwear was there, right in front of his face, and while he had seen guys in their shorts before, this was different. He knew he was going to not only see more, but be able to reach out, to touch it. It was scaring him, yet...

July 12th, 2008 by Ian 
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Anointing of the Man Child (3)

Anointing of the Man Child By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (3) He felt like all the air inside had been knocked out of him. Blake couldn’t believe what Trent had said, or what it meant. There was no way they could know, could even have a clue that he was, but somehow they had. Did others know? Was it that obvious to everyone, or was all this just an elaborate...

July 5th, 2008 by Ian 
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Graveyard Shift with Dawson (pt.4)

Graveyard Shift with Dawson By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (4) He couldn’t help but feel nervous, as he parked and looked over at the gas station. Nothing seemed out of the ordinary, but still, he felt the dread of walking in and suddenly being confronted by some nasty remarks or comments. Damn straights he thought, why did they make life so complicated? It...

June 11th, 2008 by Ian 
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Story – Graveyard Shift with Dawson (pt.3)

Graveyard Shift with Dawson (3) By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (3) Slowly the silence was becoming a bit much. He lay there, feeling a bit cramped from the position, and yet Chip didn’t seem to notice. His eyes grew a bit dark, as he finally moved, but it wasn’t what Dawson expected. Instead of reaching for him, or something, he reached down and pulled...

May 3rd, 2008 by Ian 
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Fiction – The Revival (pt.3)

The Revival By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (3) Funny how the moment he heard the softly spoken word, his whole body trembled. It was strange, to sit there, his pants down at his ankles, and a first timer across from him. Daniel had a few of those in his time, though he too had been there, but his first time was way different. Hell, he could still remember...

March 26th, 2008 by Ian 

Fiction – The Revival (pt.2)

The Revival By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) His body froze, as he heard the question, at how William refused to look at him as he had asked it. For some odd reason, he didn’t know how to answer. In the past, when someone would ask, he never hesitated a second, and he always had a quip ready. Normally if the guy was cute or hot, he’d bat his eyes, and...

March 15th, 2008 by Ian 

Fiction – Following The Path (2)

Following The Path (2) By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved The drive to the Stadium had been difficult. Between trying to think of Kelly, of that first experience and listening to his Grandfather go on and on about the war, about his memories, he had been distracted. Tyler had wished the old man would just shut up, as it was stories he had heard thousands of time now,...

November 15th, 2007 by Ian 

Fiction – Following The Path

Following The Path (1) By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved It was a tradition he had never really understood, until now. Ever since he had been a kid, he could remember how his parents would be drawing straws with his Uncles and Aunts, to see who would have to spend Memorial Day with his Grandfather. As a kid he thought it was neat that someone old could play dress...

November 13th, 2007 by Ian 

Fiction – Ghosts, Goblins, & Garrett?

Ghosts, Goblins, & Garrett? By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved Ronny flicked the switch, and watched the lights turn his front yard into a brilliant display of creepy crawlers, spooky sights, and eerie sounds. It was Halloween, a time he had always enjoyed. Now, his first year here, he wanted to fit in, to let the kids in the block enjoy it, as he once had, not...

October 25th, 2007 by Ian 
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Fiction – Delivery Boy

Delivery Boy By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved It was a new client, one he knew he had under bid on, but he frankly didn’t give a shit. Fact was, he enjoyed his job, even pulling weeds. The feel of dirt between his fingers and the satisfaction every spring, when the flowers would bloom, all made it a rewarding job. Naturally that wasn’t why he had given such a...

September 13th, 2007 by Ian 
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Fiction – Virgin Jitters

Virgin Jitters By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved He looked at his reflection in the mirror. He wasn’t imagining it, he was actually trembling which really wasn’t a surprise. Keith had been here before, well in this situation. Out in the other room was Taylor, waiting. As Keith stared at his trembling reflection, he felt sick. His stomach was doing flip flops as...

September 6th, 2007 by Ian 
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