Stories

Vic just wants the last two years of his new high school to be calm, boring even. But the kiss from his best friend at New Years throws that out the window. And then there is his past that doesn't seem to stop haunting him. Will he be able to form new relationships and let go of old ones?

The story about the VUN continues. The knowledge about the vampires is now known more in the world. George vanishes.

Chris and Luke were in love. Their families were as close as two families could be and they were all delighted about the fact that they were drawn even closer by that love. Even when they went to different universities they stayed as close as ever. They thought they were going to be together forever. Their families thought they woud be together forever. Their friends thought they were going to be together forever. But sometimes life can be a bitch.

A poem from an old contest. The prompt was, "So don't be an ass."

The darkness of the night can hide all manner of activities, horrors, hurts, and nightmares. Damian comes too in a world he does not recognise and fights to put it all together. What....... When....... How......

When you have been betrayed by everyone you ever loved and thought loved you, when you have been utterly abandoned and are sooo alone, when you have nothing, no one, only pain and shame and abuse... what do you do? What can you do?

Welcome back to the world of “Divine Intervention.” Mark, Dan, Robert and Belinda are trekking across France and Spain before arriving at their home in Algiers. Thomas is restless and Joe is trying to steady his usually unflappable partner who wants to move back home to South Carolina. Sean is painting Sidney in a new series that rocks the art world and challenges Sidney’s sense of family and home. In a world that has turned upside down, they are all trying to find places of safety and refuge they can call home.

Having survived his tour of duty in Iraq during the worst of the fighting, Doc Tompkins was looking forward to returning home and putting the carnage and the horrors of war behind him. Content he was leaving it securely thousands of miles behind him, along with all the chickenshit the US Army can inflict upon its best and brightest.

Going home never looked so good…or did it?

This is a continuation, roughly fourteen years later, of my previous story, 'My Friend and Protector' (https://gayauthors.org/story/lee-wilson/my-friend-and-protector/).

Carlo no longer needs Karl as his protector, but as a result of something related to his psychiatric practice, he needs his husband Brandon more than ever. I don't believe needing to read that first is a requirement to enjoy this one.

It was a very restless time for the boys in New York City. Forced indoors by the pandemic, the school year was coming to a close in name only, as much felt left undone in the paradigm of remote learning. Then on Memorial Day, a black man in Minneapolis was lynched by a white police officer who strangled the man with his knee, touching off a firestorm of pent-up rage. Naturally the boys had to get involved in the protests. They had to, but then one of their own fell victim to police use of excessive force