General

Tom watched the street for signs of his husband. It wasn't like Mike to be late and never when they were on a date night. He checked his phone for the twentieth time since sitting in their favourite diner, the little place where they'd met by accident. He stood before he realized he was at the end of his ability to just sit and wait.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 23, 2015.
General

Ryan bit his lip just a little as he watched the man in front, perfection in denim. He let his eyes rise to his shoulders, broad and inviting, his type. But this wasn't a day for distractions no matter how gorgeous. Pippa would already be waiting for him at the old Inn.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 23, 2015.
General

The man was too perfect. His smile was soft with a hint of femininity, his strong bone structure was all male. Ryan let his eyes linger for just a fraction longer than was customary, his usual "test." Sure enough the man gazed back, unguarded and calm.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 23, 2015.
General

If the other men a the conference were meadow grass, Dan was a rouge poppy. His "colours" were just brighter, making him a stand-out no matter where he went.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 23, 2015.
Gay And Lesbian

"Just because I'm gay doesn't mean I hit on every guy. Geez. Do you hit on every girl or are you able to be faithful? Because I'm a one man guy, end of story."

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, November 23, 2015.
General

The person behind Claire was a young man, asian, handsome as hell. He was clad in a tight black t-shirt and jeans, all as perfect as the day they were purchased. She could detect the scent of an exquisite cologne lingering in the air. She closed her eyes momentarily and took a small step backwards. The aroma was enough to flood her brain with endorphins, it was heady, perfect. She glanced downward as if to check her charm bracelet and in doing so scanned his hands for a wedding ring, none. With a slow exhale she turned to face forwards again. She considered how to start a conversation: bumping, fainting, dropping something on his feet. Without realizing she had formed a decision she turned, her bracelet now in her hand. Just before release the blonde guy next to him threw his arm around his shoulder. They two men exchanged a doe-eyed look, the slightly repressed grin on one face exactly mirrored on the other. Love. Damn it. She curled her fingers tight around the silver figures...

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, December 25, 2014.
General

When Valentines day came Eddie had so much planned. He woke up early and rolled out of bed, moving softly down the stairs to the kitchen. He moved about the kitchen with the kind of smile on his face that couldn't hide the love that warmed him from within. Twenty minutes later he had pancakes, raspberries and freshly squeezed juice on the side. By the time he got upstairs Carl was only just stirring. He laid the tray gently on the floor and leaned in for a kiss, feeling a tingle spreading from his lips.

"Darling, I have breakfast. Happy Valentines!" Carl opened sleepy eyes and a warm grin spread over his face.

"Eddie, my love, you are intoxicating in all the right ways." After another whiskery kiss Eddie brought up the breakfast tray and set it before him.

"I have a few more surprises after this," Eddie said. Carl smiled with a mouthful of toast, crumbs decorating his beard.

"Not too expensive, I hope." Eddie chuckled and stroked Carl's hair with his hand.

"No, my love, not expensive -just a lot of fun I hope."

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 16, 2015.
General

Benny flicked through the pages of the magazine, and as his husband watched, his scowl grew ever more pronounced. "What's up?" said Lionel. Benny closed it and curled it up into a tight tube, tapping it on his knee.

"Oh, it's nothing. Nothing. Say, you wanna go buy some protein shakes? We can hit the mall, get some new jackets, leather I think, shoes too." Lionel wasn't buying it, he knew Benny too well. But saying these things too directly rarely helped.

"Sure, Honey. Say, have you lost weight? You're looking good you know." Benny raised his eyes off the floor to meet Lionel's. He stopped tapping the magazine. His mouth twitched like he wanted to smile. "I can think of an awesome work out we can do together. Of course, if you'd rather go shopping?"

"A work out?" Benny gave up hiding his smile and grinned in that way that melted Lionel's heart every time. "I want to hear more..."

Gay And Lesbian

Is it just me or do you love the feeling when you catch someone staring at you? I mean, it sort of boosts your self-confidence and makes you feel giddy and immature all at the same time. Anyway, I caught this kid looking at me and really it wasn't the first time. He was a year younger than me, a little boyish looking... kinda cute I guess. He came up to me in the hallway and just started sputtering. "I people watch," he said. "I know that sounds kind of weird, but it's interesting... and I-I've been watching you, and I... I like your eyes." He stopped and looked like someone had punched him in the stomach. "I..." he squeaked. "I think you're cute. And I want to, you know, be with you."
I looked down at his pretty, boyish face with a smile. Truth was, I'd been watching him too. "Look," I said. "I'm straight... but this is something I'm willing to try." He looked up and returned my smile with one even wider.

By Isaac Wilson, April 28, 2018.