Is this fantasy or reality? Teddypig would prefer a more balanced version of the latter when it comes to gay men in uniform.
Real men tell all. Oh boy, don’t they tell all.
A Leather Top tells all about the ins and outs you will never get to find out from an erotic romance.
Were there that many gay subtext in old stories, and did Annie Proulx ruin gay cowboys with that story? Teddypig weighs in.
Just how desperate or clueless does one have to be to need this thing in order to write a gay romance?