Making the Team (2)

Making the Team By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) He couldn’t believe how much he meant every word of it. Matt really did want to feel the insides of Bradley, did want to experience how his body would stretch as his monster dick pushed inside. It was hard to not just reach out and pull him up on him, to get his ass over his stiff pole, and then slam him...

August 2nd, 2008 by Ian 
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On The Run (7)

On The Run By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (7) He had long since lost feeling in his legs, as he slowly made his way through the water, keeping under what cover he could. The sun wasn’t even peeping up out of the shadows yet and he felt rather exhausted. TJ felt like the night would never end, that the darkness around him would never get any lighter. There...

July 16th, 2008 by Ian 
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Object of Desire

Object of Desire By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (-) Terry smiled at he older man in front of the counter. He could sense that this would be a sale, that the customer would take the camera. As he leaned forward, his small frame pushing up on the counter top, he couldn’t help but notice the man’s scent, the cologne that wafted across. It wasn’t overpowering...

July 9th, 2008 by Ian 
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A Hidden Treasure

A Hidden Treasure By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (-) Kyle stood up and walked over to the edge. He stared down at the dark shapes beneath his bare feet, then glanced up to see the sky beginning to brighten. Sun rise wasn’t far off, judging by the growing lightness around him. He felt the soft breeze blowing across his toned body. It felt good to be standing...

June 14th, 2008 by Ian 
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Story – Uncle Dan (2)

Uncle Dan By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) There was no doubt, Bobby had been special. Thinking of him today, was like being young again. The pain in his legs, in his hands, didn’t seem to hurt so much, when he thought about his brief time with Bobby. He had learned so much then, hell, they both had. It wasn’t like either of them were what the kids today...

May 10th, 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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Story – Fantasy Comes True

Fantasy Comes True By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (-) He couldn’t believe it, the way it had all gone down, nor how he was feeling right now, as he leaned against the back of the closed door. His body was still trembling, the room’s air chilling him, as it cooled the sweat that covered his body. Strands of his damp blond hair curled around his neck, and...

April 23rd, 2008 by Ian 
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Fiction – Round the Corner

Round the Corner By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (1) Jack stared at the tepid liquid, knowing that once more things had changed. Maybe Dustin was right, maybe he should just forget about his expectations, just enjoy the moment and fuck like there was no tomorrow. Maybe then he’d not be sitting here in a bar, alone, drowning his sorrows, wasting his hard earned...

April 16th, 2008 by Ian 
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Fiction – Making An Entrance (pt.3)

Making An Entrance By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (3) Don found a parking spot in front of his apartment complex, not wanting to go to his assigned spot. Call it superstition, or just plain old fear, but last thing he wanted right now was to go to his spot, and perhaps see another car in it. Least this way he could keep the mood, the feeling inside that Alex...

April 12th, 2008 by Ian 
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