Disclaimer -- Miles and I, as well as the other students involved in this story, were all 18 years old and seniors in high school at the time the event described below took place. * Miles and I grew up together. We lived within about 5 blocks of each other; went to the same elementary school, and our moms took turns carpooling us to/from school. We also hu...
In the year that I had just turned 18, I had come to high school a religious zealot, heavy with the residual dogma of my former private Christian school's teachings. The world outside those modest (but not so humble) walls was a heathen, blasphemous devil's playground full of sinners who lived in unholy ignorance. I was disposed of the school a warrior in th...
This story is a desire most gay men would love to experience, but one lucky kid got the privilege (This is my first story please leave suggestions and positive comments only!!) My name is Ben Jackson and I am a senior at Lakewood High School. I am 18 years old and am trying my best to finish up High School, but the guys take my focus away. I did reveal...
Tommy moves to a new job in Italy Pt. 01 [Sorry this story has been delayed. I am suffering from writer's block. Any reader who can suggest how I might continue is welcome to leave suggestions in the Comments box.] Chapter I The Llandewi Mawr International Singing Competition Sir David Singleton-Scarborough, opera singer, singing teacher and honorary Fel...
Mark remembered waiting at a red light. He had kept a careful distance between himself and the school bus ahead, not only so that he could see the traffic light around its bulk, but so he could avoid the inevitable cloud of diesel fumes when the light eventually turned green. "Addison Grammar School" and a fancy crest were painted on its back. Mark knew th...
John and I met in high school, he was your typical jock, all the girls wanted him, even some of the guys, but John only had eyes for one person, Jennifer, they were sweethearts from year one. John and I struck up a friendship by necessity. John needed his grades to improve or he would not graduate, John excelled at sports, but not so much in academics. I was...
Standing there with one foot in the leg of my cutoff jeans, staring at Marne up on the staircase, I was both frightened and befuddled. Scrambling to get the shorts pulled on, I ended up with both feet in one leg and stumbled backward onto the pull-out couch. I grabbed for a sheet to cover myself and heard Marne chuckle. "Hello, slacker," she said. "How's...
Francis took the blame. Francis was cool like that. He just spoke up, said it was all his fault, told the headmaster that I hadn't been any where near him when it had happened. Everyone liked Francis, the headmaster would let him off with some time-consuming but pretty trivial punishment; the new pupil, the new English pupil. Francis would have to practice h...
NOTE: OMG Guys. Thanks for the feedback. I promise I will try hard to stop the confusing change of POV.J And I really need an editor, can't find one. I tried the list in the website but nobody replied. So, I am saying sorry in advanced for errors and stuff. Also, any volunteers? Send me your email through private feedback and I will send you the new chapte...
Small towns are all the same. Racists, cows, and that one weird racist guy who sleeps with the cows. Personally, I just wanted to leave my town. My name is Carter, and this is how I went from promising high school student with a bright future, to a strung out slut, desperate for sex. I'm white, about 6 feet tall, and I'm built like a swimmer. That is, fairly...