MrM

“It didn’t speak to me of my past, but of my ancient longings. Of that sacred sweetness I once wished to live. And that, somehow, I have found in these pages” Thank you, Ian for sharing my dream.

They humanize as time passes and lessons in love are learned. ♥️ In Passo Lavazè, we start to see this.

Thanks! ♥️ The system puts a copyright on the year that the story was originally added to GA.

I’m crying a little bit right now. I can do that, you know. I’m gay. So there! I can feel that warm bubbling cauldron of absolute joy you are feeling from here! Your words to me are saturated with it! Thank you for letting me share in your happiness. We’ve come a long way together, you and I, but I’m still thankful that you keep me updated on your progress with Billy and with your own growth into your true personhood. You are becoming a man now. You’ve now experienced one of the joys o

Eloquently stated! ♥️

More Brandon! https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/11 https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/12

Thursday “You’re comin’, right?” Jamie totally surprised me at my locker. I’d just gotten finished having a nice if awkward time with Billy and then, suddenly, I hear Jamie’s silly voice behind me. I turned to him, kind of, in shock and froze a bit. His big blue eyes were staring into mine and he had a be beautiful dopy smile on his handsome face. I figured I knew he meant his party tomorrow, but I wasn’t sure so I asked, “Where?” Jamie rolled his eyes and said, “My PARTY to

Wednesday I had a rather weird encounter with Billy and Bobby today. It made me a bit uneasy which is a shame after the glorious day yesterday was for Billy and me. Billy wasn’t at our usual meeting place to go to lunch together out on the lawn, so I went looking for him. I expected that maybe he had gone to his usual table to be with Sam or something, but I actually saw him somewhere between our meeting spot and the table. Bobby was with him. It had been a while since I’d se

“Was Brandon’s hesitation—his initial rejection of Billy’s love confession—more than just insecurity? Could it have been his body, his deeper unconscious self, trying to protect him from something his rational mind had already Idealized too much?“ An astute observation! I honestly had not thought that deeply about Brandon’s motives to that degree. However, since Brandon is a reflection of me when I was that age, I can see where my own hesitation and cautious nature worked to keep me from the kind of relationship I could’ve had with someone like Billy. In the end, per this chapter, Brandon managed to succeed where I failed. He didn’t allow his fear to rule him and he found love. Whatever dangers lurk that threaten the relationship we will have to see and we will then see if Brandon’s subconscious was right to be hesitant or not.

“To be cool in front of somebody and have them love you is one thing....but to be flawed....weak...broken, in front of them, and have them look upon you with a gaze that lets you know that it's okay...it's a feeling that would take lifetimes to describe.” God, I miss you Comsie. . .

A very special entry…. https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/10

Tuesday ~Sigh~ Today was…it was the best day of my life! It was a day of firsts for me. My first time cutting class, my first time sneaking away with my boyfriend (I’m still getting used to calling Billy ‘my boyfriend’), and, of course, my first time making love… I made love today! I did it and it was the most wonderful thing I’ve ever done! I am now, truly, no longer a virgin. My cherry has been completely popped, hehehehe! I woke up this morning already hard proba

Nope. I am working on a doozy of an Entry 10 even as we speak. I’m just taking my time to get it just right. I hope to have it out very soon. Imminently in fact

Yes. It is in the works. I am currently writing a special story in honour of Comsie. When I am done with that, I will get to the ever anticipated chapter 10. ♥️

More Seduction: https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/the-seducer/35 https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/the-seducer/36 https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/the-seducer/37

Thank you for featuring In Chandler’s Hands! What a lovely surprise to wake up to!

I just watched this yesterday and I still can’t understand his reaction to that Mango Peach Pie at Jollibee. I’ve had it and it is DELICIOUS! I’ve also had one of the best fast food experiences at Jollibee. I had the Chicken Joy, Rice, and Shanghai Rolls (Lumpia Filipino Eggrolls). It KILLS KFC or Popeyes! If you ever get a Jollibee in your area I’d treat myself!

Thank you so much for your glowing review @Viridian! Like I was telling @HARRYWALTER, this one was a challenge to write and doesn’t get much attention, so I’m always tickled when someone discovers it and reads it. I’m getting enough responses to this that I am thinking of looking at it again and doing some editing. Nothing substantial, just tweaks to improve the language and grammar of the time. I hope you go on to explore some of my other offerings and comment! Comments are everything to me! Thanks for leaving yours! If I can ask a favor, could you rate this story and leave a Story Comment? That will raise this story’s profile and attract others to read it. I’d so very much appreciate the gesture!

§ § Sunday, December 17, 1989 I slept the day away, still feeling this strange tiredness during the day, a tiredness I now figured was a first taste of the Death Sleep Vlad spoke of last night. But, when I awoke this evening around 7 PM after the sun had set, I felt strangely refreshed! I had a particular hunger, though…or maybe thirst is a better way to describe it…for that strange delicious broth Vlad had been making for me. I found it waiting for me at the dining table inside a

§ § Saturday, December 16, 1989 The marks on my neck where Vlad bit me are starting to heal already. Vlad had a strange salve that he put on them and they started to heal over. They were causing me some pain so he took care of that for me. He’s also been feeding me a delicious reddish broth that he says ‘builds back the blood’. It’s strange thinking of him slaving over a stove wearing an apron cooking soup! I’ve been feeling better today. Vlad’s care has really helped. I’m not so

Not quite turned. We still have two more bites to go! 😊

§ § Wednesday, December 13, 1989 I’ve been going over and over it in my mind all day. The horror of it. The beauty of it! How could I even consider condoning it? But, in the context of what I now know about Vlad and this community of vampires…it seems perfectly natural for them. It is perfectly natural…and I want to become part of that nature! I wonder what kind of madness has grabbed me that I’d even want to become one of these things! I know it stems from this…love…that grows be

@Ianstarlight, I’ll be here when you can contact me.

There’s so many memories it’s hard to encapsulate them. Comsie was unbelievably gifted at telling Coming Of Age stories like New Kid In School here. I know of few who could match him. It will be a year in April since his passing and I still can’t believe it. I loved his soul and feel so lucky and grateful that he would share it with us so openly. If you have any questions about him that I can answer feel free to message me @Ianstarlight.

Oops! I must have missed this! I’ll need to get on this and cook something up.