"Come on man let me go!" "You see, it's not that simple friend. I have seen you around and have seen first hand the deals that you do. I need someone like you in my pack." Braydon said as two of his thugs held a 20-year-old drug dealer against his will. Braydon spent the better part of 3 weeks eyeing the young dealer. He was business savvy and knew how to m...
[This story continues 'Luke's early years.' All persons and institutions in the story are fictitious. Some places are real, others are fictitious.] Chapter 13 Buckingham College, Camford As I stood there on the pavement in Buckingham Street, looking at the golden-yellow stonework of the seventeenth-century frontage of the college, beautiful in the October...
I stepped into the classroom, my heart beating so hard that I was scared the other students could hear it. I felt my face flush as a few heads turned my way, and I started to wish I was anywhere but here. I started to evaluate myself in my head; what must I look like? Did my outfit look too flashy? Did it look like I was trying too hard? Was my hair a mess?...
Over two years, huh? They've flown by right? What can I say, everything happened at once and my time to write evaporated into thin air. I don't really know why I'm continuing with this, I'm going to keep going with my original plan for the story. I can't say there'll be regular updates or even when the next one will be. But for anyone who cares, here's the n...
The next morning, Chad and I donned our caps and gowns, and we got our diplomas. Our families were cheering us on, and our professors were congratulating us, though Chad and I were harboring a secret that no one else knew. Chad's ass still held my load from the night before. And my own ass held a load of Chad's: he'd been kind enough to deposit it right bef...
I'll keep this short and sweet, my stories contain a lot of detail and dialog so you can get to know the characters on a personal level. This story will bring you out of your comfort zone as it is more realistic than your typical gay romance. This is a gay romance story, so if that is not what you like then turn away now. All persons, places and events are s...
"Sven, you'll never guess what happened," I said as I followed him into the bunkhouse and closed the door behind me. "What?" he replied as he continued towards his room. "Aunt Claire," I said, hurrying after him, "she knew." "Knew what?" Sensing the urgency in my voice, he stopped in the middle of the room and turned to look right at me. "She knew it wa...
Chapter 70: Easter Morning "Shhh..." Comes a low tone in the night, "I think he's asleep..." There came a pause, before Arnaav turns in the couch, groaning cutely in the big, fluffy blanket. "Ok, he's fine..." Whispered someone else, "He's usually a deep sleeper." "Alright, careful..." Rustling sounds of plastic can be heard as they creep around in the d...
© Copyright jvaughn, 2013. All rights reserved. Copyright violators will be prosecuted to the fullest extent of the law. Chapter Six Guy pounded down the steps and burst out of the apartment building onto the street. Not slowing down, he sprinted to his vehicle which was parked a block away. Finding his key fob in his pocket, he had the doors sliding up be...
Shawn strapped on his gear and prepared himself for another patrol in one of the most dangerous cities in the United States. Standing a whopping 6'5" and weighing a chiseled 275 pounds, citizens and hoodlums alike all new Shawn very well. On the mean streets, his nickname was "Big Jack." Even his fellow officers looked up to him as well. When they got a roug...