Post Traumatic Tendencies (m/m fiction)

Post Traumatic Tendencies is my favorite so far. It has a bit of a desolate tone that I like. All my stories end up having reasonably sad endings until I go through revision.


After the death of a mutual lover two longtime enemies come back together. Apologies are made and more regrets are stirred. (Short story. Approx: 2,900 words)

excerpt ~

They sat in companionable silence, trading shots. When it became too difficult to pour they just passed the bottle back and forth.

Rhett glared at the bowl of peanuts as if it was the cause of all his problems. “I cheated on Rami.”

Benton grinned happily, drunkenly. “I hate to tell you, big guy, but he cheated too, a lot. A lot. We woke up a fucking apartment complex – and you didn’t need to know that.” He faltered at Rhett’s glare. “Don’t piss off the drunk evil soldier.”

“I’m not-I’m a never mind. That doesn’t mean I’m not about to kill you. With a knife. In the face.”

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For now the story is free on Smashwords, but not on Amazon. Soooo, get it from Smashwords. 

Finding Salvation (m/m erotica)

Finding Salvation is up for sale on Smashwords, and soon on Amazon.

FS was a writing challenge (sex in a confessional) I sent to one of my friends. It only took me a couple of days to start screaming "I want to write that!" Well I did, and this little story of Daniel and Cuan is what came out.


Father Daniel, a young priest and pariah of his parish, is being stalked by an evil entity that feeds on virgin meat. Too bad no one else takes the vows of celibacy quite as seriously. Daniel would do anything to keep his vows intact until he meets a hunter set on helping him out. (4,000 word count Warnings: fun times in a confessional, possible dub-conishness)

excerpt ~

“A Kofkof.” The hunter backed up a step but kept himself firmly in front of the confessional door.

“A demon?” he asked. It was something he didn’t want to believe but it was always possible.

“Well, not from Hell. Things don’t really get out of Hell. It’s a faerie kin. They usually go after children, virgins, you know. But when it can get a big meal, it will go for it. And you are a big guy.”

Daniel blushed for a moment before he realized the real danger. “My brothers!”

“Are nowhere close to being of interest to a Kofkof,” the hunter scoffed.

Father Daniel blushed. He knew a few of them didn’t take their vows seriously but he didn’t believe that some of them weren’t celibate. “How dare you-“

Cuan laughed. “They were all teenagers once. Getting laid is every boy’s first priority no matter how devout. Don’t look so offended.”

The priest ground his teeth and looked away.“Fine, let me out.”

Cuan shoved him back. “Ah, no. It’s still around, and it wants you. Holy, pious, virgin you.”

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You can find this story and a few of my others here. 

Me, Myself and I

Hello, I'm Azza Mitchell and I write porn, mostly m/m, under this name at least. I hope to write something of genuine literary content someday. Then again I’ll have to outgrow my own adolescent amusement with erotica. I don’t see that happening anytime soon so this is what I have to work with. I’m a big fan of m/m erotica and fiction. Okay, I like forbidden relationships. I’ll read almost anything that isn’t proper, tehe.

I write whatever comes to mind. I also am a fan of suggestion. I like pandering to fans if I can. I’ve also noticed I write bittersweet better than anything else. As real life isn’t actually all hearts, flowers and orgasms, I end up putting a lot of sadness in my stories, some heartbreak but also a lot of normal everyday sadness and hardship.

I already have a few books up at Smashwords. One is even free. It's sad, sort of. Don't say I didn't warn you. I can also be found at azzamitchell@yahoo.com . I'm terrible at these things, so later!