
His heart stopped the moment he saw him on the dance floor, surrounded by teams of hopeful tricks wanting to touch him, to be with him. But none of them could possible capture this man. Strong, bronze colored arms and lush lips that just begged to be kissed. Blonde hair swept back into a ponytail. He was the personification of temptation. And Tailor needed him.
So begins, or could begin, one of the many great stories spread across Fictionpress. Slash, youi, homoerotica, m/m love, whatever you want to title it (my personal favorite is extreme male bonding) it all goes about the basic central point boy loves boy - or boys. Homosexuality is a much explored subject ranging from angst filled suicides to cute and fluffy love stories.
Whatever your preference, "Later That Night" would like to help you connect, get reviews, and talk about the stories and subjects that mean something to you. "Later That Night" is a group for Fictionpress members who write or enjoy homoerotica material. Its purpose, to unite the community.
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