Close Enough
When Ryan wanted genuine rest, he pulled into a truck stop and he snoozed for the night. Contrary to popular belief, he didn't spend his whole life trolling for boys. He played into the trope that particular night, however, and that was why he stopped...
Ember's Tribe Part III: No Escape
--1 Unhappiness was a gross understatement for Ember. Under slave-driving hands of his taskmasters, he had erected a number of huts after a crash course in the use of their tools and techniques. With failures punished by a smart whipping of the...
Good Girl to a Fault
--1 Freyja tugged against her leash and coaxed her master along. Her master always wondered who walked who, sometimes aloud and with a laugh. Freyja loved to walk on her leash. Being off of it at the park was the best thing ever, but everywhere else,...
Desmond Gets Snooty
Desmond had heard very good things about a little forest village a stone's throw from the sea. First was the long rainy season. He enjoyed rainy days sitting near the window with a book or his laptop. Next was the small and cozy nature of the place,...
Tied Up with Fans
As far as Kahnso could tell, the ladies he had sneaked into the lounge knew who he was. One had been eager in introducing herself. She said her name was Liberty and she was a wolf. Playful, a cheerleader, and consequently dynamite to look at. Kahnso...
In Your Dreams
_I let my mind wander sometimes. I think that's how your brain copes with things. I don't have what you'd call serious problems. No diseases or anything like that. My parents never hit or neglected me. I have a nice job and good friends. No. I don't...
Wrecking Ryan
--1 Even with all of the notches on his belt, Ryan had a hard time getting into trendy gay clubs. Being six-foot-four, chubby and gray in the face, bouncers were often reluctant on sight. Fortunately Ryan was a journeyman of guile and bullshit....
Being Snooty
Like most of the villagers, Butch made due with the friends he had. Him being a burly and chubby Rottweiler dog with a constant smirk and a cynical outlook set him far apart from his nearby buddy Biff. Biff was a hippopotamus with a keen interest in...
Tied with the Stars
Close to midnight on a cold Autumn night, the streets still slick with evening rain. The pavement bore a gleaming orange pallor under street lamps and rare headlights. Just off a patch of craggy road and led up to by a gravel parking lot was a bar even...
Ember's Tribe Part II: Quarter for a Slave
Throbbing pain in the back of Ember's skull made opening his eyes a challenge, but with effort he managed to look at the ground as it steadily scrolled by. He pitched his chin downward and saw a muscular brown back, a tail tuft, and the subtle bump of...
Slick Driving Conditions
--1 "All right, Ryan, here's the deal." Ryan glanced away from the TV. A tiny, lewd smile was plastered on his muzzle and his orange eyes, though bloodshot, flickered with playfulness. "I'm listening." Ross sipped his beer. Between Ryan and himself,...
Differences Aside
--1 Max shuffled through the sheaf of papers on his desk. Each page was emotional prose and he sought no specific piece but merely something to continue working on. In perpetuity his nerves were wracked and his conscience was overwhelmed but writing...