This story came about after I watched a news item about a mirror-touch synaesthete. I find things like this fascinating how some people can have a different experience of reality. For those who don’t know, mirror-touch synaesthete is someone that feels a touch when they aren’t being touched. It’s a condition where the senses get mixed up, for example, some people hear colours.
Naturally, my twisted and oversexed mind conjures up a scenario. I hope you enjoy it. I certainly liked reading it again.
This is my last vignette to date. I suppose I have stopped writing them because they have tended to be very serious and delve into my emotions and fears.
This vignette feeds into my fears of coming out. In this case the young man was caught kissing his boyfriend and so was outed to his parents by the school. Coupled with a violent and homophobic father, this young man sees no other option than to run away from home.
My biggest fear of coming out was being rejected by my family and being kicked out of the house, that is partly why I didn’t come out until I was financially independant and living on my own.
I needn’t have worried, but I know a lot of young men are worried, and rightly so. I never had an abusive father but some people do.
I wish this scenario was total fiction, although it did come from my imagination, I’m sure some young men experience something similar when coming out, or being outed.
I wish scenes like this weren’t being regularly being played out across the world.
Adam meets Simon again, this time in Simon’s home. Simon seems more confident in his own home and after a little teasing, he reveals his own grief to Adam. The two boys let their guard down and share a private moment.
This started as a little fantasy about two guys from work I found sexy. I didn’t have crushes on them, that would have been awkward. But they were a nice bit of eye candy.
It started with the Ginger. I’ve always had a thing about gingers, ever since I made friends with a particular well hung ginger from school. I didn’t have a crush on him, I just found his long, thick cock, topped by some sexy ginger pubes so enticing. Despite being attracted to gingers, none of my boyfriends have been ginger.
This story was my fantasy of finding two guys getting it on at work. And writing about getting fucked by a ginger was a bonus. I wish it could come true.
Redheads often face discriminated and abuse due to their hair colour. I think we should celebrate the vibrancy and the sheer beauty of it.
The Dartos Saga ends with all the Dartos boys in happy relationships, but this last part is saved for Leo. He has discovered the pleasure of being fucked and uses all the dicks in the house, except one.
Whatever you do, don’t ask me to pronounce it. The eruption of the Icelandic volcano Eyjafjallajökull had a major effect on people’s lives, worldwide. All air traffic was immediately grounded due to safety fears, which meant that a lot of people were in the wrong place.
This story is loosely based on what happened to someone at my workplace. We had a visitor from our head office in Stockholm and he was due to fly back the day after everything was grounded. He ended up staying with somewhat from work, which stimulated my imagination and hence this story.
Interestingly, people were very helpful and this chap caught a train to Dover and managed to find someone who was heading back to Scandinavia and they gave him a lift.
My tease trilogy comes to an end with a new story about Sam and Carl. They go to the next level and Sam is on the receiving end of some wicked teasing from Carl. Sam is desperate to be fucked but Carl wants to have his fun.
Now that Sam knows it was Carl teasing him by sending texts of parts of his naked body, they start a relationship, but the teasing isn’t over. Carl takes Sam into his bedroom and begins to play with his body, but will he touch his cock to make him cum?
I hope you are enjoying the new story by Adam Northgate. The second chapter is now available, please send your comments to me at email@example.com and I’ll pass them on. Or you can rate this next chapter and leave your comments. I can’t wait until “March”.
This is the first of a short series about, you guessed it, being a tease. We all like a little teasing, don’t we? Especially some sexual teasing.
This was written before smartphones and laptops were essential equipment, the small pictures were shown on a grainy screen and computers were bulky machines. The clues in the writing are there as I imagined Sam having a flip phone and a tabletop computer in his bedroom. Those were the days.
The picture of the young man, I remember, was a webfind from many, many years ago. It was one of the first pictures of amateurs I came across and thinking of it, and who took, got my imagination working and this story came out of it.