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...
April 15th, 2009 by Ian
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The Motel (2)
The Motel By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) It was as if they could read his mind, as Big Brother grinned, telling Garrett could have first crack at Kaylan’s puckered hole. In some ways, it was like he wasn’t even in the room, the way the two brothers talked about him. In some ways it was even more alluring, making him hornier than he could ever recall....
December 31st, 2008 by Ian
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On The Game
On The Game By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (0) Donny was one of those ‘golden haired boys’ that seemed to always be the centre of attention. It wasn’t like he sought it, but his looks, his winning smile, all added up to a package that made many drool, and seek him out. It didn’t matter if it was out shopping, or down at the local bar, the guys &...
September 6th, 2008 by Ian
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Fiction – Pity Fuck
Pity Fuck By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Staring at his computer screen, he couldn’t believe what he was reading. It just didn’t seem possible, but there it was, all the gory details. His stomach was in knots as he read every chilling word, words that he knew were true, and yet not. How could someone do this, he thought, as he kept torturing himself, reading...
March 8th, 2008 by Ian
Fiction – Just Another Night
Just Another Night By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved He could feel the cock as it slid into his hole, feel it throb as it pushed past his muscle. The pain was rolling up his spine, as he bit the pillow, trying to stifle his screams, waiting for the pain of penetration to end, for the pleasure waves to race up and down his trembling body. Tony could feel the sweat...
January 30th, 2008 by Ian
Fiction – Playing Paddy Cake with Pat
Playing Paddy Cake with Pat By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Jordan stared at his reflection. His hair was just right, the frosted tips has just the right amount of glitter spread threw them. It lay perfectly over his head, and the bags under his eyes were well covered by the make up he used. His eyes stared at each imperfection on his face, noting that no pimples...
January 23rd, 2008 by Ian
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Fiction – Erotic Sam
Erotic Sam By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved He had been with Cory for almost three months, the longest he had ever been with another person. There was something there, but what Cory had said, it just wasn’t fair, or right. No way was he a slut, or a pervert, and for Cory to say that, was just, well, being mean. Like how many times had they been driving or walking,...
January 16th, 2008 by Ian
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Fiction – Morning After
Morning After By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Dustin felt the rays of the sun burning at the back of his eyelids, as he opened first one, then the other to stare at the bright morning sun. It was beaming in, lighting up his entire bedroom, despite the curtains being drawn. He yawned, feeling the stiffness in his joints, as he stretched his arms up and over his head. It...
January 2nd, 2008 by Ian
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Fiction – Just Sex (2)
Just Sex (2) By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved The food wasn’t the best, but for a guy who hadn’t eaten in a few days, it tasted like dining out at a fancy restaurant. At least it ended the rumbling inside, and the annoying gurgles. Kyle had worried that they would be picked up by the microphone or something, but in the shower scene the running water had masked...
December 25th, 2007 by Ian
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Fiction – Lonely Boy
Lonely Boy By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved The holidays always sucked for Kelly, it was depressing really. It reminded him too much of how alone he felt, despite the fact that he had a full address book of names. Some were casual lays, others were dear friends, who he could always count on, no matter what. Yet at this time of year he always felt blue, left out. Many...
November 22nd, 2007 by Ian
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Fiction – Double Feature
Double Feature By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved Randy didn’t think he was dull, or unimaginative. No matter what Frank might say or think, he wasn’t some boring old queen either. Hell, he was just 24, had a decent job and before meeting up with Frank, had done his share of partying. He was known in the bars, and could hold his own. More than that, lots of guys...
October 13th, 2007 by Ian
Fiction – A Stranger’s Kindness
A Stranger’s Kindness By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved The diner was empty, and he leaned on the counter, wondering if he might be able to get away with closing early? He rested his head on his hands, staring out at the blowing rain as it splattered against the big bay windows, knowing that if he did close early, it would be when old man Hendricks would show up....
October 9th, 2007 by Ian
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Fiction – Pipe Seller
Pipe Seller By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved The sun was out, people were all about, and yet he was having a rotten day selling anything. He stood by his tables, watching the crowds go past, few barely even glancing at his stuff, which was unusual. Dean always had lookers, and buyers too, but this Sunday it was like he was a leper or something. It was nearly noon...
September 18th, 2007 by Gay Story Man
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Fiction – Parked
Parked By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved Don was in his mid forties, and should have known better. He grimaced as he quickly flung open his apartment door, to head out to the parking garage. He followed the new tenant, the twenty something yuppie from across the hall. He acted like he was just going out, attempting to make like it was just chance that so too was Jay....
August 21st, 2007 by Gay Story Man
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Fiction – Smell the Flowers
Smell the Flowers By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2007 ? All Rights Reserved It was a perfect day. The sun was shining, not too hot, and a small little breeze was blowing as John strolled along the shaded pathway. He was impressed by the assorted collection of flowers and shrubs that were visible along the pathway. It was definitely a marvel to see, at how a worn out rock quarry had been...
August 16th, 2007 by Gay Story Man
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