Warrior1

"...Dangerous Island (dangerous because you could lose your heart, your reputation, your contact lenses)..." "There are boys in New York whose lovers die of drugs, and who give the dead lover's clothes to their new lover without a second thought; but a dead man's clothes have always seemed ghoulish to me, and so I gave up sorting the clothes, and left it all to my friend and began wandering through the rest of the house." "...for, if true lovers are either chaste or promiscuous, Malone belonged, in the end, to the first school): "Over a long enough period of time, everyone goes to bed with everyone else." And cheap as it was, that was the truth." "They were the most romantic creatures in the city in that room. If their days were spent in banks and office buildings, no matter: Their true lives began when they walked through this door—and were baptized into a deeper faith, as if brought to life by miraculous immersion. They lived only for the night." "I used to go in right after him and lock the door, just to smell his farts! To simply breathe the gas of his very bowels! A scent far lovelier to me than Chanel Number Nine, or whatever the ladies are wearing these days." "I watched as this individual walked into the room and was immediately greeted by several of the handsomest boys there, the ones so handsome they never looked at anybody, but went to the darkness of back rooms merely to piss on perfect strangers and have their asses licked." "But then a smile is often a shriek: a soul screaming at you." "He wept when his dog got lost, and wept when it was found" That's all I have for now. This is only the first 30 or so pages. Unfortunately rest of the book I read in my mobile so my laptop's pdf does not have any more highlights. I will try to dig them though.

I absolutely loved the relation between Malon and Frankie before Malon's cheating. But, while that was heartbreaking, it was also realistic believable for his character and the story.

You may not believe it, but I did read the book on your recommendation. I think you recommended the book on another thread, and seeing that, I read a synopsis of it, and thought it sounds interesting and started reading it ... it took me a long, long time to finish it though because the writing was a bit too challenging for me. I mean, once I got into like 50 or so pages, then it became a breeze to read, but before that I found it confusing. I absolutely loved Frankie's character and hated when Malon cheated on him (though it was necessary for his development). The descriptions were so hauntingly beautiful ... some of the lines are etched in my mind. And loved the descriptions of the sex scenes, so raw and yet rings so true to the gay culture. ❤️ It's my second fav book, second only to At Swim Two Boys (another gay book, though of a different type, but writing style and literary qualities are similar, you might want to check it out).

Does anyone know what happened to Shadowgod?

This ID was made in 2012, and I had a previous ID made in 2009 I think, so that's about 13 years here. In fact I think I remember your (Friendly face's post from early 2010s). So much has changed, duh! Coming from a religious Muslim family, I never thought I will be able to come out. And look at me today - I am out to my parents and some immediate family members, and despite their staunch religious views, they have been pretty tolerant of it. Then I went abroad and completed a Master's from Canada and even started working there (though I am back in my home country now, I will be going back to Canada soon and trying to get a PR). While in Canada, attended pride walks, gay bars, had hook ups and what not. Just imagining my time here in early 2010s and how alone and lost I felt, to my time now ... life can change in unexpected ways. Though I am still very much in the closet to public, I still believe I am in a better position than I was before.

I watched the film and loved it! Very realistic depiction... however I am confused about one thing. 🤨

Ruel and Benicio are very good singers and talented too.

Stefan Benz is a good singer and very talented.

Am I allowed to post pictures here?

wow... nice thread with some talented people there ... literally "spent" 3 hours going through the thread ... some talented singers mentioned here.

Who's the boy in the cover?

Teenagers are the group most vulnerable to homophobic attacks. They are still young, confused with their sexuality, and totally at loss as to how to cope with their sexuality. Youtube movies about teenage gay characters will actually give them a way to deal with their sexuality, make them realize their sexuality is a lot more acceptable and common. So I don't get why youtube would be banning them -- if anything youtube should be making them more accessible.

Am I the only one who sees a facial resemblance between Pim of North Sea Texas and Stefan Benz

He reminds me of Pim from North sea texas ... similar facial features. Has anyone seen that movie?

RIGHT! 😉 Would you believe it, I watched the first video thrice without even realizing to turn the sound on? I was so transfixed by his face I didn't even realize I'd it in mute, hehe. He has a beautiful voice though, but the face alone took all my attention. do I feel a fluttery sensation and my heart pounding ... and something else too. 😉

Holly molly ... and who can blame you for that? He is indeed a fine handsome lad. <3 Beautiful voice and an even more beautiful face.

Responding to the edited comment: It was meant to be chapter one of a novel ... but at this pace, it might take 100 years to finish this off, lol. I was ignoring it, not finding creativity or words to add, and this chapter had remained for years in this form without me adding anything else to it. So I thought, why not just add a twist/climax, and just turn this into a short story instead? That's what I did. Maybe somedays I will continue it... let's see.

Thank you soo much for the kind words and giving the first like too! Actually it's a short story, and that's ... all. I know the ending is abrupt but that was intentional, ya know. I want to keep the ambiguity so readers can make their own interpretation about what happened and what is going to happen afterwards...

[1] "You sure you don’t need any help?” Nick asked the passerby for the second time, only to be greeted by the same blank look and obtrusive silence. The boy shivered at his question, as though human sound was alien to him. Nick took a long, deep puff and held the smoke inside, burning hot and suffocating him. He then threw the burning cigarette into the ground, where the snow extinguished the last remaining source of light left in this part of the world. Holding his breath, Nick

Two strangers. One night. A dead deer. A million snowflakes. And the profound darkness. They all tell their stories, through their words, sighs and silences. Newly arrived in town, a naïve young boy loses his way on a cold December night. When a stranger offers him a ride home, will he take it or pass it away? Can a single night change the course of a lifetime? Come, experience a once-in-a-lifetime tour into a dark abyss, where the only thing that shines is love.

Fairytale romance: Just a Question of Love North Sea Texas Realistic: Out in the Dark Weekend Erotic: Free Fall

I literally lived through this story and fell in love with them.

I take Mirtazapine, which might be a milder antidepressant than the SSRIs. So my emotions, sex drive and overall personality is still intact, and now that I am on a lower dosage, I feel my emotions more strongly than before. At least my personality hasn't been permanently damaged.

I have been on very high antidepressant for a long time. My mental health deteriorated so much that it was unavoidable. The problem with these ‘happy pills’ is that, though they can safely curb your depression to a great extent, they can effectively turn you into a zombie. I literally lost my ability to feel any kind of deep emotions. Life became numb, with no ups and no downs. For a moment, I had to actually wonder if the emotion center of my brain actually got irreversibly damaged. Until, that is, I met you. I didn’t want to come to class, but when you sat beside me and my eyes fell upon your face, I was so glad I did. Something shook inside me. Not only did I feel the emotions I thought I’d lost, but I felt them more strongly than I’d ever felt before. It wasn’t just your perfectly sculpted face (though I am as shallow as any other gay man, so yes, your beautifully handsome face made the first impression on me). It was your cheerful mannerism, your friendly gestures, your kind attitude … and so much that can’t be explained in words (or things even I couldn’t figure out). When you smiled, your nose used to wrinkle in an adorable way – a sight that is etched on my mind. I can’t forget how you used to keep sit for me, or ask me to keep one for you. I can’t forget how you once went to the front of the class on our sir’s insistence that one of us has to sit at the front of the column, and you chose to sacrifice for me. I cried thinking of you that day, and I still get teary eyed when I see your faced in my Facebook. But then you slowly drifted apart. Was it my own fault? I started ‘hearting’ your photos on Facebook against my better judgement. You felt uneasy about my approach, I assume, and you started ignoring me. When we met, you were cordial, but not the same warm person you once were to me. And I understand. It was my fault. How can I be so flamboyant in my love? I treaded on your personal ground, I made you – presumably a straight man – uncomfortable in my overt expression of my love. I deactivated my Facebook a long, long time ago, and kept it that way longer than I’d expected. But some dormant feeling inside me wanted to see you. I just wanted to see your playful eyes and that radiant smile one last time. And what a cruel surprise did I get when I opened your profile! You got married, to a girl just as beautiful as you. Maybe some good did come out of it. I swear I will not stalk you anymore because I know you are already taken. Good bye my love. I hope you all the best in your new life. May your life not be like mine. I hope you found what you were looking for in her, and you have a blessed life ahead. That’s all that matters to me.

Despite coming from a deeply religious and conservative Muslim family, my parents have been very accepting and approving of my sexuality and future life. They are willing to send me abroad in a gay friendly country so that I can have a good life.