White Knights [8]
Sean came back to himself with a shriek of fear and wept at the fiery ache in his ass. He found himself crouched in the corner of a large, moving box paneled with industrial white walls. The floor was textured steel and a pair of florescent lights...
White Knights [7]
Sean sat on the edge of the bed in the curtain hued gloom of dawn and watched the sleeping dogs in the opposite bed, his thoughts too chaotic to give him any peace in his rest. He was envious of Oda and Lazarus sleeping in akimbo sprawls upon the bed...
White Knights [6]
Sean settled onto the old blanket and leaned forward to rest his elbows over his knees and stared off into the distance. Ever since the band of drunk locals had left, taking their loud music with them, the four of them now had the whole of the plateau...
White Knights [5]
"Well, that should keep Ashley from being sold off to some offshore smutshop." Lazarus opined as he stood, "For tonight, at least." Sean's disguise was a change of wardrobe to something rootin'-tootin' western schtic that felt horribly tacky. Dusty...
White Knights [4]
"Hey, what was with the circus trapeze act up there?" Sean asked. "Trapeze?" Lazarus' ears twitched in confusion for a moment, "Oh, the dive, you mean? Damn uncharted plane flying black cut across our path. I sure hope those damn Raptors brought him...
White Knights [3]
Lazarus cuffed him on the upper arm solidly enough to snap his attention away from the show. "That's my _sister_, dude." The collie growled, but smiled when he did, and the pilot laughed. Returning his view to the front he picked up his paperback and...
White Knights [2]
" **_This is the police!_ Open up!**" a muffled voice demanded and Taws cursed. "The door's not locked!" Sean hissed in horror, the lustful thoughts of what was about to happen dashed from his mind. While it was not exactly illegal for humans and...
White Knights [1]
**_White Knights Don't Always Wear Armor._** Sean stretched in his chair and let out a shuddering groan, lifting his arms and grasping his wrist to work the kinks out of his back. He glanced at the clock; two more hours to go. The Gremlin Mark II...
It's not all about the Knot [Final]
## It's Not All About the Knot "Taws," he began again, then heaved a deep sigh as he understood the truth of her words. He could spend the night here, with her, chaste or not, and not feel the weight of Ashley's absence not so keenly. Or he could go...
Exploration
_ **Explorations -** _ Sammy, A.K.A 'Shadow the Skunk' wandered out of the crowds toward the side of the lobby and sank down onto one of three well upholstered benches with a soft chuff. He was alone, which was his preference, but for the golden...
Exploration II
_ **Exploration II** _ When next Shadow opened his eyes it was still dark and a steady, rhymic rasping sound came quietly to his ears. The darkness was not so complete as it had been earlier; there was a light on somewhere nearby, but not...
Unknown Heroes
This was written in 1998 as the first issue of a twelve issue series that I meant to use as a method for exploring aspects of sexuality I could not wrap my head around. To this day many of them still confound me to no end. I wrote this...