Not Gay - Table Of Contents

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4 
Chapter 5 
Chapter 6 
Chapter 7 
Chapter 8 
Chapter 9 
Chapter 10 
Chapter 11 
Chapter 12 
Chapter 13 
Chapter 14 
Chapter 15 
Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Chapter 21

Not Gay - Chapter 1

There’s a knock at the door just seconds before Jay would have started the video. Finally! His pothead of a best friend has made it, late like always but there he is at last. Jay isn’t sure he could have waited much longer.

Christmas Banquet - Chapter 1

My eyes scan the large hall. There are plastic Christmas trees with fake snow in front of the tall windows, golden festoons along the walls, glittering stars dangling from the ceiling between huge chandeliers and most of all: people. People standing in groups, talking to each other and laughing. People enjoying themselves, hugging in greeting and pointing at mistletoe hanging above them. Everyone seems to know everyone. Except for me of course.

Norrbotten Bus

“Is this seat taken?”

 

I startle at the sound of the female voice. For a second I am not even sure where I am but the low rumble of the engine and the lulling sway of my seat cue me in quickly.

Our Choices - Table Of Contents

Episode 1
Episode 2
Episode 3
Episode 4
Episode 5
Episode 6
Episode 7
Episode 8
Episode 9
Episode 10
Episode 11
Episode 12
Episode 13
Episode 14

Our Choices - Episode 1

I turn on my phone to check the time again. One hour to go, approximately. Still no reception. The headlights of the rusty jeep eat through the impenetrable night, illuminating a small stretch of the empty road ahead of me. I have been driving on this route for hours now, the same unchanging dark forest to the left and right. Since I have left the last gas station, closed and without gas as the other ones before, I have turned off the heating and the music player to safe fuel. I do not remember when the radio has worked last, it has probably been broken since I bought the jeep. Silence fills the car now, only the rumbling of the old engine audible.

Letting Go - Part I

His therapist says it is okay to grieve, but it does no good to deny. He does not understand what that means. He is not denying, how could he? Every morning when he gets up he knows what is happening, there is no point in pretending he would not notice. So no, he is not.

Silver - Table Of Contents

Part I
Part II
Part III
Part IV
Christmas Special
Part V
Part VI
Bonus Chapter: White

Silver - Part I

--- Warning: explicit rape ---

White sheets, blanket, walls. No pictures, no mirror. An old cupboard, dark wood. Familiar disorientation. He is snoring curled up on his side of the bed, hugging the pillow. The sun is bright behind gray curtains. The air is cold when her naked feet touch the ground. She pauses at his side. Dark curls hang over his forehead, one lock swinging in sync with his breathing.

All Of You, Table Of Contents

Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4  
Chapter 5 
Chapter 6 
Chapter 7 
Chapter 8
Chapter 9 
Chapter 10 
Chapter 11
Chapter 12 
Chapter 13 
Chapter 14 
Chapter 15 
Chapter 16 
Chapter 17 
Chapter 18
Chapter 19

 

 

All Of You, Chapter 1

"There seems to be either a problem with the connection to your household in general or your router is broken. I'm afraid I can't test that from here, I'm going to connect you to our local technical support."

"Oh... okay... but why-" I start but the woman from the service hotline is already gone, replaced by some jingle. I let my cellphone sink, sighing in defeat. This is the fourth time I called today because I have had no internet connection for three weeks and today the land line died, too. The woman that has connected me further was already the sixth person I spoke to today. So far everyone has had another suggestion but nothing worked, I am still cut from the outside world. It feels weird, especially considering that this had been standard just a few decades ago: not being able to communicate with whoever I want within seconds.

The Secret Stash

The Secret Stash is a collection of erotic short stories that will be expanded over time. Lean back and enjoy the ride!

Reality Check
Blue
Porn From Spain
Trouble
Different Shores
Limits
Writing Porn With Transformer

Reality Check

Jeanne tucked a strand of her wavy blond hair away and leaned further over the table. She could have sworn she heard the professor’s sharp intake of breath as her cleavage became more exposed and smiled to herself. “One could argue that this is suicide inactivation but I rather think we are looking at a simple case of contamination with oxygen.”

Blue

--- Warning: dubious consent ---


The rustling sheets are warm. Stiff and itchy. The blanket is heavy and suffocating. Heat crawls beneath my skin, muscles scream, trapped under too many layers. I cannot breathe.

Porn From Spain

It takes seemingly forever to type in the name of the website, search for a video and wait for it to load. Actually, loading goes pretty fast compared to the rest. But typing is not my forte. In fact, it is high on the list of things I hate, pretty close to Mint Oreos and the Harry Potter movies. Do not get me wrong, I love the books. But the movies… nah...

It is also one of the reasons I hate her because with her I always have to type. Every single damn word.

Trouble

Reid knew trouble when it walked in. But instead of doing something, anything, he just sat and gaped at his new client, unable to close his mouth and almost salivating at the sight before him. He knew a lot about that man. He had read the files. Not all, because interestingly some were under disclosure. Everything in fact dating back more than four years, except for a few from the man’s time as a trainee. He knew that Louis Faber worked as a profiler. That he was said to be a difficult and troublesome colleague, an impulsive and unpredictable character with a certain tendency to bend the rules, which in the end had brought him here, into Reid’s office. The files did not say, though, that he was smoking hot, tall, fit, with a stubble beard shading his chiseled chin and muscles rippling below the thin long sleeve he was wearing.

Different Shores

‘You could be the star in a porn movie’ is probably not an appropriate way of greeting.

Instead I say: “Hi. I’m Jasim.” My voice only slightly higher than usual. “How can I help you?”

Limits

Marian blinks as a drop of sweat falls from his brow, landing on the beige leather of the couch in front of him, forming a wet, glittering patch.

Writing Porn With Transformer

As the water thunders down on me, I feel like my knees might give out. My arms hurt, my back hurts, and most of all, the skin on my hands screams at me. I think some of the blisters have opened.

“First time playing?”

I flinch, almost slip on the sleek floor and slam my hand against the wall to steady myself, hitting my elbow hard against the faucet in the process. The pain pulses through me, radiating outward from my arm, making tears spring to my eyes. I thought I was the last person in the changing rooms. A sudden wave of panic takes hold of me and I start to panic. I have to go!

Chianti Classico - Part I

“Hey!”

I freeze with my hand on the door handle. Is it him?

“Wait!”

My hand slips from the handle. What is he doing here, at that time? I am sure this is not even his floor. I would know.

I turn to look down the brightly lit corridor. He is a few doors away from mine, bracing himself with a hand against the wall. I watch as he sways, his legs buckling even more under him. His white button down is crinkled, he has loosened his silver tie and left his jacket somewhere but he still looks handsome as shit.