It’s your first night off in a while when you run into an enchanting stranger who ends up changing your life for good.
Mitch is Harry’s cousin from Kentucky, and he’s just in time for election season. The only problem is, he seems a little confused about Canada’s political color scheme.
Dean has had it with being treated like a lesser person by his big roommate Samson who seems to think that the world revolves around strong men. He decides to entreat his godfather to help him teach the big guy a lesson.
Moving away to avoid his bullies, Jim ends up walking right into the lion’s den. Fortunately, New York is nothing like his hometown, and things end up breaking his way in the end.
Most of the time, the transformations applied to the multitudes of young men take their sexual orientation from straight to gay—taking something that’s already there and twisting it into something different but similar. But what about the men who don’t have that little something? Men who are sex-repulsed aces (or sex-positive aces, no judgement), or are demi-sexual and searching for the right person to become attracted to?
If it’s not possible for us to generate sexual attraction without emotional attachment, or generate sexual attraction at all, what happens to us then? Are we just passed over, or do we at least get the chance to love and be loved even without the promise of sex?
A week after he is rescued from conversion, Blake has a new problem to contend with: the crushing guilt that is piled on his would-be mate Aaron’s shoulders.
It’s probably never a good idea for an arrogant Alpha jock to take rides home from strangers.
So I’ve heard there’s aliens on earth, right? And they do stuff to a guy and he turns into a brainless cumslut. Some of my friends have been acting kind of weird lately, so I’ve been avoiding them, but last night even my brother said he was going cruising. What if these aliens are real and I’m next?
I know that this is a strange request, but I’ve been scared, recently. I’ve been able to live most of my life, thankfully, as my authentic gay self but lately, in my circle, a couple of people have just up and disappeared. The last thing anyone hears about from them is that they’ve gone straight.
I… I think there might be some… thing going around and doing this. On the one hand, I’m scared someone’s going to try and make me less than myself and that makes me want to be protected. On the other, I just wish I was stronger so I could fight this to help my friends and my people… Is there anything I can do?
ADVISORY: This story isn’t meant for a quick wank. If that’s what you need, then maybe it would be better if you read one of my other stories. This story touches on homophobia and uses language that might trigger more delicate sensibilities.
If, however, you’re up for a little bit of drama with erotic payoff at the end, then feel free to read this tale.