Stories Matter

It may seem like 2022 has been a slow start for me, but it has been far from it. As the saying goes, life gets in the way. But rest assured that Screeve is still very important to me; I’ve just had to realign some priorities recently.

My fingers may have been quiet on the keyboard, but my head is full of stories, perhaps too full, as I’m finding it difficult to settle on one and commit it to kilobytes (the modern version of paper).

Cockaigne Chronicles are still floating around my head. I have several stories I want to write; I recently started thinking about a student from outside Cockaigne who unwittingly finds himself at Cockton University. I’m sure you can imagine what interesting experiences he could have had.

But amongst the fluff and fun and my stories, there are some more serious stories out there. Covid-19 has brought tragedy to many families, Brexit has brought divisions to the country and to families and the invasion of Ukraine has taught us how fragile peace can be. Whichever side of the divides you are on, there is sorrow, anger, loss, frustration. The world is changing, and I’m not sure it’s for the better.

For the last ten years, at least, there seems to have been a concerted effort to divide countries to get the population entrenched on their own side of the divide. (Just look at the effect of Brexit on the UK, Trump in the US.) While we have been intolerant of each other, we have forgotten how to compromise.

So whether it be fun, erotic, poignant or heartbreaking, your story matters.

When I Was…Twenty-Seven by David Heulfryn

Robbie and Jack are now older, and it is Jack’s wedding day. The two friends are as close as they have ever been as they spend Jack’s final night as a bachelor in Robbie’s apartment.

I like writing about these two friends. They have a closeness that I wish I had with my best friend. There is no sex between them, and I seriously doubt if they ever will have sex, it would spoil the relationship. I hope you like these glimpses into defining moments of the life of these friends.

Twelve Months: May by Adam Northgate

While the parents are away… Simon’s parents are off for a long weekend in Edinburgh, but Simon is not left alone in the house, he invites Adam for a sleepover.During their time together they explore each other and discover they both like the same underwear and they go further and explore what’s inside each other’s Superdry orange boxer-briefs.

YOI Cock Town by David Heulfryn

I enjoyed writing the short story YOI Cockton so much, and it got such a positive reaction from readers that I decided to turn it into a series. I consider the original short story the pilot and I used it as the start of the bigger story. It’s about juvenile deliquents in a “Young Offenders Institution” and is a fantasy about control and forced sex.

When I Was … Seventeen by David Heulfryn

Robbie and Jack remain close. Jack’s relationships with girls are beginning to get more physical, and he confides his feelings and fears to Robbie. After a night out, they have another sleepover, this time Jack nocturnal activities involve Robbie.

For those readers more familiar with American English, I use the word ‘fanny’ in this story. In this case, it means a ladies front-bottom and not a persons back-bottom.

A Black Cappuccino and a Hot Punani by David Heulfryn

I’ve had this story brewing for some time (I hope you like the pun), and I am now happy with it. I think my problem was how to inject some sex into the story without it feeling forced. Well, in the end, I decided not to inject sex into the story as it just doesn’t fit.

This short story is about the beginning of a relationship, how two young men meet by chance. I always intended this to be a one-off, and although it lends itself to many possibilities, I won’t be expanding on it. What happened next will be left to your imagination. I was interested in exploring how a relationship begins, and that’s why there is no sex in this story.

I hope you like it, even if it won’t get you off.