Category: Stories

Min delves deeper into Max’s sexual history, what little there is for a fourteen-year-old boy going on fifteen. These late-night conversations with his brother seem to bring Max out of his shell. Both boys know whatever they say to each during these conversations will remain between them.

I’m enjoying writing this short series. I wanted to do something different and not just write about sex and brothers having sex. I wanted to explore the relationship between the brothers and how two boys in the throes of puberty deal with their new feelings and changes in their bodies and minds. I like the personal time the two boys have between going to bed and falling asleep. It’s a time just for them to talk frankly to each other, with neither boy judging the other.

Each chapter is dialogue-heavy, but that is what you’d expect from two people talking before they go to sleep. I’ve purposefully not been very descriptive so the reader can interpret the visuals themselves. The brothers’ bedroom is always very dark when they go to bed, so there is not much to actually see except shadows. I hope it works. But I’d be happy to add a little description in future if you feel it is needed.

Little Min wants to embarrass his brother again, so while they lie in bed, he asks about masturbation. Poor Max is desperate to keep his solo sex life private, but Min is always very persistent.

The following morning, he drags his brother out of bed, and his arse gets exposed in the tussle. Min can’t resist the urge to slap his big brother’s arse cheeks.

This short series came out of nowhere. It started with a germ of an idea and has just grown. I don’t usually write about boys so young, but I just like writing about the dynamic between two brothers. Having an older brother myself, we never had the little chats that Max and Min have. Could my subconscious be telling me that I wish we did? Growing up, we were close, but by the time we got to Max and Min’s age, we’d grown apart and led very different lives.

Finally, a new story! I hear you cry. But yes, I’ve now got around to editing and posting my latest short story, which will have a sequel, but it’s still in my head and not written yet. I’ve not written any new Cockaigne Chronicles yet, but I hope to return to that special town soon. I have more stories about that exciting place.

This story is about voyeurism and two brothers growing up. I have been intrigued by voyeurism for some time now. There is just something about watching people in private. You get to see who they really are and not just the facade they put on when out in public. It doesn’t necessarily have to be anything sexual either, but in this story, it is.

One particular scene is based on an account of a friend who walked into their son’s bedroom after he had a shower and saw his arse as he was bending down. The family are very open, and nudity has never been something to be ashamed of. I wish I had been more open when I was younger, but body shaming was rife where I grew up, and school was pretty traumatic if you veered away from what they decided was the norm at the time. So I like to strip away my hang-ups in the stories I write.

I hope you enjoy this, and there will definitely be more stories to come.

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.

I wrote this story in 2005, the four hundredth anniversary of The Gunpowder Plot. For those not aware of this peculiar celebration, go over to Wikipedia and look it up. There is no sex in the story, but it centres on a young man set up by his interfering neighbour.

Robbie takes a call from an ex-lover. It’s a phone call that could change hi slife forever. Jack comes to support Robbie while he goes for an HIV test. The love between two best friends can get you through anything.

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.

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.

Robbie and Jack are now at different Universities. Jack feels the need to meet up with his best and oldest friend after he experiences something one night that leaves him unsettled.