Oh. Hell. No. I had inconsistently spent the last two days looking through boxes in my garage, boxes in the back of my closet, old duffel bags, and every dark corner that I normally try to avoid. Somehow I just knew that damn box was sitting on its pretty little ass in the attic. Why the attic? Because that's where things go to be forgotten. That is, until m...
A bead of sweat escaped from his helmet-covered head, rolled steadily down the side of his face and easily navigated a layer of day-old scruff. The sweat was able to drip freely as Jack remained fully concentrated while he awaited the 90-mile-per- hour pitch that was about to whip over home plate. The mental focus wasn't wholly necessary; after years of litt...
"Hello, Joey. My name is Doctor Westcott. Please come on in and have a seat over here." I feel a little self-conscious. I've had my fielding and batting tryout for the minor league team—and I didn't know it would just be me, with Coach Rosner putting me through my paces—and I've showered and come and sat in this corridor with just a towel around me, waiting...
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...
Ever since I was young , I loved baseball. Not as a player rather as a spectator. This led me to join my University's baseball team. Compared to other baseball teams, the team had strict requirements on who can stay in the team. I was a freshman in the University and had never played baseball or other sports in my life. As a result, I was completely behind i...
It was a late Sunday night. I was running down the streets as drizzle started falling. I had to run back home fast if I wanted to catch the new episode of True Blood. It was eight-fifty and the show would start in ten minutes. My house was twenty minutes away by car and I was only running. I thought that maybe if I could catch a cab I'd only miss like the fi...
I hope you enjoy this chapter. Sorry it took me longer than usual to post this chapter. I had originally planned this to be ONE long chapter, but it proved too bulky. So now you get TWO chapters at once! Hope you enjoy it. This also means that now there will be a total of at least 14 chapters when the series is completed. Maybe more! DISCLAIMER: The follow...
It was a hot, sweltering day when he paused in his work, stretching up to his full height and rolling his head back, feeling his neck click and his muscles wrench in protest of the backbreaking work. Pulling off his hat, he wiped his head on the kerchief he'd wrapped around his right forearm. It's once bold red was now smudged with dirt and grime and it left...
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,...
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...