Queer Writing for a Queer World
Author: David Heulfryn
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Monaco is a playground for the rich and famous. So why have the students been taken there? Ben and his friends try their best to entertain themselves and get thrown out of a high-end car showroom.
In the meantime, Calvin is left alone after a disagreement with his friends. Ben and his friends find him and insist he spend the day with them.
Back at the campsite, the friends play table tennis, and Ben gives a prize to the winner.
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I’m glad I decided to post “Conversations With My Brother” on Nifty. I received many encouraging comments from readers when I started posting the story on Screeve, but I never expected the reaction from many readers from Nifty. It is a long story, and I thought most people would not be bothered by such a long read. But I was wrong! And I’m glad I was wrong.
I have received many emails from new readers who loved the story and the special relationship between the brothers. Max & Finn have a place in my heart. I enjoyed writing about them, but I knew it had to end. I didn’t want it to be a never-ending “Soap Opera” that eventually fizzled out.
I’m proud to have written the story of Max and Finn (aka Min). I’m sure it could do with some more editing and perhaps the writing tightening up in places, but, on the whole, I’m happy with it. Many of you have mentioned the emotional connection between the brothers and how real it felt as you read the story. That means more to me than you could know. For people to tell me how their relationship affected them brings me back to how I felt as I wrote about the intimate moments between the brothers.
One day, I may return to their life. But until then…
Max & Min Forever!
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Ben wakes feeling horny and pleads with Darren to help him out. After getting relief, Ben and his friends flaunt themselves in their Speedos during breakfast. Some students found it hilarious as they exposed themselves, and then they saw the size of the bulge in Pete’s Speedos!
An excursion to a local monastery spells instant boredom for Ben. When they get back, Ben takes Darren to the local lake and pays him back for the help he gave him in the morning.
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The students spend the day at the beach, but Ben and his mates get into trouble for playing too hard in the sea. After calming down, they find Charlie, the coach driver, sunbathing in nothing but Speedos. Ben gets an idea, and the boys decide to buy their own Speedos. Ben has a little fun with Darren in the fitting room as they try on their tight swim briefs.
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The group arrive at the campsite and put up the tents. Ben is knackered from having no sleep and quickly falls asleep once his tent is up. When he wakes, he finds himself alone, the rest having gone to a nearby lake. Ben doesn’t know where they have gone, so he visits the ablution hut to shower. He meets the coach driver there, and they share a shower cubicle.
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The students have finished their exams and are on a final school trip to the South of France. They travel through the night, and most of the students are either asleep in their seats or wrapped in their sleeping bags and lying on the floor of the coach. But Ben Masters and his best friend are having trouble sleeping. Ben takes a risk and helps his friend to fall asleep by wanking him off.
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Ben Masters is the star of my new series, which will start very soon. I should admit that when I began writing the story, and I named my characters, I had no idea there was a gay porn star of the same name. There is a reason I chase that name, and those readers from the UK may understand.
There was a children’s programme from the early seventies called Mr Benn. He went on fantastic adventures after visiting a fancy dress costume shop. So we go from Mister Benn to Master Benn to Ben Masters.
This first story introduces us to the character and what he gets up to on an end-of-school trip. Ben has finished school and will be going to University in the autumn. This school trip is for the students to let their hair down, enjoy themselves, and say goodbye, and it takes place in the South of France. It may be cold outside, frosty or snowy sometimes, but this story brings sun, sand and sex into our lives.
I hope you enjoy it. The first part will arrive very soon.
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It has been a terrible ten days, but I am finally testing negative. The tiredness, scratchy throat and foggy head made me feel worse. I still get tired; it’s a great excuse for an afternoon nap.
All the sick days have allowed me to continue editing and writing my new story. After the emotional rollercoaster of Max and Finn, my next story is unapologetically a story of action. I still have a couple of chapters to finish writing, and then I will unleash it on the world.
I will be dangling the story in the next week or so. Stay tuned.
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Thank you all for your kind words, I appreciate them all. So far, my experience of Covid-19 is like having the flu. Bad flu. But my neighbour died of it and left two young children and their mother alone. It was distressing when I heard of his death. He was young, fit and had no underlying medical issues.
I am in a vulnerable group and have always been very careful. I had all the vaccinations, took social distancing seriously, and seemed to be constantly washing my hands. The main effects, so far, are a blocked nose, tickly throat, sneezing and feeling like crap. The persistent coughing and sneezing have affected my ribs and my chest aches. But I’m not having any issues breathing. The moment I’m short of breath is the moment I turn up at my local “Emergency Department”. My anti-viral medication was delivered yesterday, and I am taking it: three tablets twice daily. I’m hoping any trips to the hospital won’t be necessary.
If you look at the mainstream media, Covid isn’t mentioned very much. But Covid is still with us, and it is just as deadly. People are getting complacent, and so is the government. Vaccinations are no longer offered to the general population, and I’m not aware of any plans for boosters for those of us who are vulnerable.
I spent three years being scared of contracting Covid, and now I have it. I’m hoping all the vaccinations and the anti-virals will prevent me from becoming seriously ill. I still have more stories to tell and won’t let Covid stop me. I hope Covid won’t stop you from reading them.
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The pandemic may be over, but Covid-19 hasn’t gone away. I spent the past three years successfully avoiding Covid, but my luck has now run out. Yesterday, I thought I was coming down with a cold and tested negative. This morning, I checked again, and it was positive. I have Covid-19!
I feel like crap, but so far, it just feels like a bad cold. I’m hoping it doesn’t get any worse. I’m immunosuppressed, so I am in a vulnerable group. I’ve put in a call to the NHS, and they may decide to give me anti-virals.
The new story is going well on the writing front and promises more action than you could hope for. That happens when you get five young men at a beach in the Mediterranean. Bear with me; I promise you won’t have to wait much longer.