Short Story: Nanima and Roger Toilet
She knew that Svasti and he were special friends, and that he had problems with his family, that this was the reason he lived here now.
Fiction
Short Story: All He Had, Were Some queries.
Like other days, Aarav showed up with his science book. All he again had were some queries
Story : The Trip (Part 2/2)
Whenever Shouvik asked Shambo to meet him, he always had some excuse ready and the two times when he finally could meet him, he was already with his partner.
Story : The Trip (Part 1)
Looking at the mirror he looked at his gentle face worn out with time and the upheavals of life. This is the first time in his life after coming out as gay that he had found somebody who seemed willing to reciprocate his feelings.
Master of Ceremony : An Excerpt from Mahesh Natarajan’s New Book ‘My Gay Life’
Hemant explained his Warm Bodies theory. He believed that if they slept together on the same bed night after night, one day or the other the warm bodies would attract each other and they would end up having sex and after a while everything would be fine.
Short Story : Being Trans – A Glimpse into the Mind
I want to lay with you like a man, possess you like a man, fulfil your desires like a man. But….
Short Story: Hope
He waited breathlessly for Kashish to come. Standing in the dark, surrounded by a swarm of mosquitoes on a hot humid night was not his cup of tea. But then agai... Read More...
Short Story: SURYA
I look at him; he’s handsome. I’m sure many men would want to have sex with him. I wonder if he does. For the extra money maybe.
Short Story: Pansy
I cycled to the right spot, a bend in the narrow road, a wall on one side, the bright green jungle on the other.
I settled on the huge rock and took out my... Read More...
Short Story: My Mother
One fine day, I decided to try out my mom’s shoes – a pair of high heeled white pumps. She always kept them hidden at the back of her closet in a velvety bo... Read More...
Fiction: Something to Hold on To (Part 2)
Read Part 1 here
We had been spending hours of the week together for some months, and still not made much physical progress with each other. It was not for a... Read More...
Fiction: Something to Hold On To (Part 1)
We met on a rainy night, just like tonight. I know it sounds clichéd, but that is exactly what happened.
It was around 3 am, and I was on my way home on my m... Read More...