Archive for the category Fiction
Fiction stories and poems by the Gaysi to be read by all.
And what are you looking at mister ? You can have what you see, I just want something in return now.
The streets are swarming with men of the muck, and their hideous fashions.
“Juss, come closer and taste this,” she said this with a notorious smile in her eyes.
You told me you get “too emotionally involved.” You invest too much, I corrected.
When all the gay boys get their shit together, go to the gym and get fit
If I could, I would. But I won't. For I can stay in forever And never be found out.
As she adjusts her position on the bed, she feels the gentle grazing of her flaccid nipples against her thin cotton t-shirt.
Do letters always have to begin with a "Hey, How are you" ? Because right now I really can't be bothered with pleasantries. I know this letter will find you well, in any case.
Being the curious me, I read up a bit about transmen and their sexuality. Even watched some queer porn to somehow figure if I could play the part of a gay man fucking a transguy. Cock and cunt? Let's see, I said to myself.
I remember the last time I saw you. We were both crying. I squeezed you in my arms and said "You owe me one last kiss.