Tag: #Boys

• Desire

  Do you have ever feel so alone in the middle of the day? Watching time pass through the things on your computer screen? I feel a desire rushing through me like a fire burning. A need for more but what should I do when I don’t have a clear solution to anything? http://threadbeast.refr.cc/K2TGJ8G https://www.danscomp.com/fit-bike-co-2021-str-bmx-bike-lg-20.75-toptube-light-pink-29-r2-str-lg-lp/p-5uqrszeqtmqeqage Please…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 30, 2021

  writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #Boys, #cock, #depression, #drama, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, #youngadult, poetry, writing

• Life

  I thought it strange, these times we’re going through, these days waiting for a change that may not come. You hear the news but you’ve closed your mind to the truth. It just doesn’t fit what you want from life. http://patreon.com/jason29171 Please read my writing on my Patreon and these sites: http://patreon.com/jason29171 https://www.wattpad.com/user/FJasonWhitaker https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/ GoFundMe:…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 17, 2021

  writing

  #Boys, #emotions, #gaypoem, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #identity, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #poem, #SC, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry, writing

• Desire

  I feel the years peeling away, pages of a book opening for the first time, as memories rush in like a wave. I see it so clear and now I feel a strong desire. I wanted it then but I was too shy to touch you. It was there before my eyes but I stood…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 11, 2021

  writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #Boys, #cock, #depression, #drama, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #FlashFiction, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #music, #night, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #ShortStory, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #story, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, #YAfiction, Fiction, poetry, writing

• Late Night

  I’m tired but awake. Alone and lonely. Depressed and anxious. Who am I? What defines me as me? Can I be more than what others may think of me? http://patreon.com/jason29171 Please read my writing on my Patreon and these sites: http://patreon.com/jason29171 https://www.wattpad.com/user/FJasonWhitaker https://fjasonwhitakerwriter.com/ GoFundMe: gf.me/u/zngibh gf.me/u/zngxxz Watch me Live each night on my Youtube: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UCuZxvV2KZgC8nkSHYtUoAkQ…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 3, 2021

  writing

  #Alone, #boyfriend, #Boys, #cock, #depression, #drama, #Dreams, #emotions, #fantasy, #FlashFiction, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #identity, #images, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #masturbation, #memory, #music, #night, #oral, #past, #poem, #purpose, #SC, #sex, #ShortStory, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #story, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, #YAfiction, Fiction, green, poetry, writing

• A Mystery (Part One)

  My story begins with a night. A night like any other night. The air was thick with fog. He walked among the graves searching. He knew his father was there among the many names. He walked, barefoot, between the rows of headstones. His small flashlight illuminating the names of the dead. Somewhere here was the…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  August 24, 2020

  Fiction, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #fiction, #FlashFiction, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #Ghost, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #mystery, #ShortStory, #ShortStorySeries, #SouthCarolina

• Two Trees

  Once there was a tree that sat upon a hill surrounded by fields, surrounded by trees. This tree was alone. A solitary tree. With each season this tree would wish for another tree to be next to. Each season the trees past the fields would mock him. He was just a sad, lonely, tree in…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  August 24, 2020

  writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #fantasy, #fiction, #FlashFiction, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #trees, #West Columbia, #writer

• A Walk

  The sky is a blue canvas as I walk down a street unaware of where I am walking. My mind is restless as I walk away from home towards anywhere but home. The first time I saw him I was uncertain whether or not he was real. I look up as he walks towards me.…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  August 23, 2020

  Fiction, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #fantasy, #fiction, #FlashFiction, #friends, #GayWriter, #GenderQueer, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #ShortStory, #SouthCarolina, #story, #West Columbia, #words, #writer

• These Trees

  These trees bend to the wind’s embrace, dance with the breeze, and I hold out my hands searching for a reason to anything. I’m not afraid of the dark, what is hidden can remain, but what I fear the most is going through life alone. At night I whisper in my head, a prayer for…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  July 6, 2020

  poetry, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #SC, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer

• DEAR…

  I search your eyes for meaning, your words for reason, waiting for you to say what I have always wanted to hear. These days are the longest days I’ve known so far. Waiting for the unknown to be my destiny. I hear your voice though we have never met. I see your smile like I’ve…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  June 18, 2020

  poetry, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #fantasy, #fiction, #FlashFiction, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #SC, #ShortStory, #SouthCarolina, #story, #West Columbia, #words, #writer

• One Night so many years ago…

  The day is almost over as I scan the street. I do not know if you will ever appear but I wait with anticipation. We have messaged for hours and now we’re meeting in real life. I am nervous. I’ve done this before but each time I am apprehensive. I’ve never had a boyfriend and…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  May 31, 2020

  Fiction, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #California, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #love, #lover, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer

• The Letter not meant to be opened

  Morning? Can I go back to bed and skip today? I find no excuse for missing school. I mean I could pretend to be sick but the last time I pretended to be sick my mom decided to take me for a doctor’s visit. My reason for wanting to skip this day and maybe more…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  April 14, 2020

  Fiction, writing

  #boyfriend, #Boys, #fiction, #FlashFiction, #GayWriter, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #sex, #ShortStory, #SouthCarolina, #story, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, #YA, #YAfiction, #youngadult

• On My Own…

  I stare into the abyss of the coming day, hours I dread coming so fast like a train on a foggy day appearing like a ghost so suddenly, I shake myself awake after dreams so vivid but now they’re all faded erased from my memory. I count to ease the things of memory that sometimes…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  September 2, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Alone, #Boys, #fantasy, #GayWriter, #Kiss, #Kissing, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #love, #lover, #oral, #poem, #sex, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry, writing

• Not Forgotten

  I slow my mind with a rhythm as my heart races. I think about a moment, it was so long ago, it was just one night but I’ve never forgotten it. I recall meeting him every so often and how I only thought of him while we were together. Sometimes I think about the guys…

  jasonwhitaker29171

  August 4, 2019

  poetry, writing

  #Boys, #gaypoem, #gaysex, #GayWriter, #Kissing, #LGBT, #LGBTWriter, #LosAngeles, #music, #night, #past, #poem, #sex, #songs, #SouthCarolina, #West Columbia, #words, #writer, poetry, writing