In the weeks that followed everything seemed bright. Corey and I basically acted like really good friends in school. I met his friends and he met mine. We tried to distance ourselves somewhat so as to not attract suspicion, which was fine with me. I was going to let him take his time with this. During free periods, which coincided with Scott's we would hang,...
So many times I'd wished to wake up without a hangover, more times than I could count. Never, in all my years, had I woke up wishing I'd had one, yet, there I was, upset because I wasn't somehow incapacitated. I felt great, physically anyway, but mentally I was undercooked scrambled eggs—worthless. I got out of bed and tried not to think about anything. It...
We all know someone or have heard of someone who has an addiction. Addictions are dangerous, both for the people who are addicted and those who care about them. But what happens when someone's addiction is their only source of joy and it harms no one? Can it really be considered an addiction? By nature, addictions are harmful. Or are they? Can certain addict...
Chapter One To have an idyllic childhood in a small Texas town, all you have to is love God, love guns, and hate gays. Loving God was easy. I was raised in the Church, I didn't know any other way. Loving guns was hard. I didn't like loud noises. And, I couldn't kill anything. If I had given it any thought, I'd have been a vegetarian. But, I bit the bullet...
I had my soft dick in my hand. I gently rubbed it and slid the foreskin back and forth over the glans. I was embarrassed as hell. "Come on, Marc! Please do it for me! It's our last time together, man." I looked at my friend Carl's face, freckled and ruddy. I'd known him for several years. He was lying naked on my bed and I stood beside the bed, my dick han...
Curious George: Not the Monkey but a Young Man Usual disclaimers and copyright apply. This is a story based in truth about a curious young man and his new, at first, neighbor -- a man. The story was told to me by George as we became and continued as lovers. He asked me to share them with you. So here we go, George's story as told by George * I was 18 when...
Quentin and Colin saw the lights go out in Nelson's loft apartment over his parents' garage. Their friend was off to some well-earned sleep. As Quentin started the engine and turned on the headlights, he cast his mind back over the last few hours. It had been an evening of firsts: the first time he knew his friends were gay; his first circle jerk; the firs...
When I was about a block away from Jeff's house on my bike, I saw Eddy DiCarlo leave the house, get into his Mustang and drive away. At first I didn't think anything of it, since the three of us are on our high school's baseball team. I didn't think that Jeff was hanging out with Eddy. Eddy's kind of a `fast lane' guy and Jeff and I have been friends since s...
"You ready?" Roberto asked over the phone. "...just about," Danny replied, shoving the last remaining pieces of clothing from his closet into a duffle bag. Around him, open cardboard boxes and a suitcase all stuffed with his belongings stood in a bare bedroom. His former bedroom. "All right! You can come over now if you like," the copywriter announced, z...
Thursday night Robert knocked on my door and asked, "Are you ready for Monday morning?" "What do you think? I'm starting my senior year at a new school. I don't know anyone. Not much to look forward to." I stopped myself, took a deep breath, and then sheepishly looked at Robert. "I'm sorry. I know I'm being a jerk, I don't really mean to be. I plan on going...