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Five Seasons in Mark Crystalheart’s Life (Series 3)
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“The red roses were, as though, preceding the season of love”
Do you want to know what happened next with Mark and that blond guy Antoan, whom he met in the club in the previous series? Then don't miss this series.
...“God…Even anger stays good on his handsome face” then Mark turned around and whispered:
- What if I like you, too?
Now, Antoan had a hope: “Then why don’t you even talk to me? I’m here for you!” “What do you want from...
My Fight For My Human Rights
I’m grateful that there are more and more foundations and platforms which do their best for a little bit more tolerance and acceptance for LGBT people, their growing number and power does really have positive and visible results, but still how does life look like for us in small cities?
How many times were you judged for your appearance, for your manner, for your speaking, in other words for what you are? How many times did you wish to take...
I had to flee the country so that my boyfriend could live
This story has been sent to us by a gay Iranian and his story is nothing short of unmeasurable love and painful sacrifice.
I am a gay man living in Iran and this statement should tell you everything you need to know about my life. Our lives. None of the ones living here actually know what free love means. Free love is a fairytale and gay people are not allowed to have it. I have stayed hidden from the world...
Good morning… Cream play time
You know those canisters of squirty cream? I can never look at one without smiling.
Let me explain…
It was my first year of college. I’d left home - the freedom was amazing, like fresh air after being locked in a stuffy room. My family was very conservative and I’d never really had many friends at school; that was made worse when I begin to realize that I had feelings for other guys. I kept it all to myself, but eventually...
A Love That Never Dies
"Good morning," Paul called out to his neighbour.
Mrs. Gasper turned around with a smile on her face, but the smile swiftly turned into a frown when she saw Paul. She ran into her apartment as if she had seen a ghost.
A wave of pain surged through Paul as he walked back into the apartment he shared with his boyfriend. Mike was in the kitchen, making breakfast when Paul walked in. Paul was olive-skinned; he had black hair with green...
My bestie made my hottest gay dreams came true
Coming in from a night out, me and Simon crashed on my sofa and flicked on the TV. We’d been out drinking but had come home fairly early, it was freezing out and we weren’t really in the mood for all the noise of the bars. I had whiskey at home - we’d both got into whiskey when we were younger, all the other guys drinking beer, I think me and Simon felt more sophisticated drinking whiskey - which...
I got rid of depression after embracing my homosexuality
My name is Thomas and I can finally come out with pride and admit it without any shame: I am gay. I hope that my confession will help others going through the same struggle that almost killed me and that they can find their happiness, just like I did.
I was born and raised by a Christian family and I have embraced these religious values ever since I was a kid. I have followed these values without any question until...
Being Gay Is Simply Unique
I have a few reasons to proudly claim that being gay is a unique thing and us, who belong to this category should feel blessed for being so.
Firstly, there is no other being in the world that can get on so well with girls, except for gay boys. For example, 4 of my 5 closest friends are girls. Even girl-to-girl friendships are not as strong as gay-to-girl friendships. Love the days when I go out with my girls and...
Rick’s Diary: A weekend with the boys
In a world where almost everyone was against his choice of love life, Rick decided to choose his own friends wisely. He was disowned by his parents at the age of 15 when he boldly told them he was gay. His father almost beat the hell out of him that night. Rick had to run away from home. He had made new friends who share similar love stories with him. He has found a way to make himself comfortable...
Losing your family for being gay is the worst thing in the world
In the autumn of 2013, I still was a careless, 17-year-old high-school student. Life had to seem as a full of adventures and opportunities land for me, but in fact, it didn’t. There was a missing piece, which wouldn’t let me complete my puzzle of happiness. That missing piece was my freedom, my freedom to love somebody, my freedom to be what I am.
Being gay was not easy, it had never been easy, particularly in such a small town...
I fell in love with my Muslim gay teacher (Part 1)
Hello! For obvious reasons, I will reveal neither my true name, nor the actual location of the following events. I will call myself Mahmoud, just for the sake of it. I was born in a Muslim country and this is, from the get-go, something that indicates the impact that the religious beliefs had over my life, starting with the moment I was born.
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The Muslim society is very conservative, perhaps some of the most restrictive societies in the world. I...
About to Become a Male Prostitute (II)
Do you remember the first part of our real life based story About to Become a Male Prostitute? We are going to continue...
Narrator: Dean Buzansky
…Back in those days, I was badly short of money, and I had to do something as soon as possible. I had taken that guy’s phone number, I only needed to call him – I knew that within a day or two once I called him, I would be making hundreds of dollars. I had to...
Out on a hunt
I went out tonight. Late. Not to the city, the bars, or the clubs. I had something different in mind tonight. An itch I needed to scratch. I jumped the train to the West End and took a slow walk towards the park. I'd been before, once, but I was still nervous. Nervous and excited.
The lust was in me, rising, choking me. I needed to get it out of me, to release it into the wild.
Sometimes it was overwhelming....
My Boyfriend vs. My Dad
I used to be in love with a tremendously wild boy. In his veins, even in those that I adored, were running more frenzy and lout ideas than some blood. Never would he stop kidding me about our marriage plans. Every morning his favorite first words for the day were: “Baby, Joe has been very obedient, won’t you give him a morning kiss?” Surely, you can guess what “Joe” stands for.
The rest of his morning repertoire included: “When will you marry...
