Making the Play (5)
Part (5) He shuddered a little, laying there with Philippe’s head on his shoulder. How warm it felt, how enjoyable, to feel his body nestled into his own. The way the legs wove together, and how it felt as his chest heaved while he regained his breath. It was something he hadn’t experienced before, and yet it seemed so natural, so right. Lying there, enjoying the moment, he realized just how much...
February 11th, 2009 by Ian
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Making the Play (2)
Part (2) Tommy’s breathing was still ragged, as he lay there, looking everywhere but at Troy. It was an odd feeling, to be looking over at him, at seeing his still erect cock, swaying a bit with each panting breath that Tommy took. It was hard to see much detail, as the darkness continued to grow. It was a bit cooler now, and he could hear the water lapping at the shore, adding to the unreal serenity...
January 20th, 2009 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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Entering the Dark Side (2)
Entering the Dark Side By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (2) The silence was uncomfortable. He couldn’t help himself staring, and yet it seemed that Dix was totally impervious to his stares, or his needs. It was like a test of wills, in some ways. How he had a sort of blank stare on his face, while Mark stood there, sweating. Staring at the phone, he remembered...
August 9th, 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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Story – Uncle Dan
Uncle Dan By Ian Kovnats (Gaystoryman) Copyright © 2008 ? All Rights Reserved Part (1) Dan stared at the old Grumman truck in the drive way. The white painted sides were a bit dull, and he could see the patches where he had touched up the paint, that were now weathered and old, just as he was. Sipping his coffee he felt his age, or more aptly he felt like a hundred, not a mere sixty. His legs trembled...
May 7th, 2008 by Ian
