Billie's Sore Ass: Sexual Fraternity Hazing [Readers, be assured all events take place between men who are 18 and older. There are no minors or Appalachian miners depicted here. Most are college guys who range from 18 to 32 years old. A few older men do appear towards the end of the story to add a mature balance. All characters in this story are based on re...
Avery sat up on the edge of the bed and looked around the empty room. He'd successfully stood with the help of a nurse and had even walked a few steps before getting too tired. He told his doctor that he had complete control of his bladder and the feeling in his lower regions had begun to come back so he could tell when he had to go. After much argument back...
The concept of this 'Prison School' was the brainchild of Ruben Styles, the gay son of a State Representative, who pushed through a bill to build and operate the school. It was a multi-purpose plan, primarily sold as a means to train non-violent felons in saleable careers, those being building trades, Masonry, Electrical, Plumbing and Carpentry. Also, since...
EZEKIEL: Each day started off with a forty minute workout! I'd do one hundred fifty pushups, two hundred abdominal curls and do five minute bursts of speed roping. Then for the last ten minutes, I'd wind down with some power yoga. It was the way you wanted to start your day, doing something positive! In order to want better for yourself, you had to do bett...
I left school in Surrey, England in July 1964, when I was a month short of my 18th birthday.....a child by all intents, because I had no idea what I wanted to become. I seemed to have done alright in my exams and my career had been 'planned' for me by the school careers master and my dad, but no-one seemed to have considered me! Because the last thing I real...
I Around the living room, Cole raked his irises of honey-brown. Never had he seen so many matched items and polished surfaces. No wonder Rick wanted his other property painted pronto—to pay for the goodies of this house with the rent income of that apartment. "Would you look at that screen?" Rick said. He sat up on his black loveseat of leather. "Ou...
I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorr...
Chapter 13: In the Hay Over the next few weeks, Nick and Francis had grown inseparable. Francis would pick Nick up from school and sneak him into his bedroom where they'd hang out for hours on end. Nick would sometimes sleep over, telling his parents he was at a friends' working on homework. Francis often got away with telling his parents that Nick was just...
Chris "Looks like someone had a fun weekend," my student teacher offered me by way of greeting as I came into the classroom. Instinctively, I covered my neck with my hand. Julian had left me with more than a few hickeys, but they were mostly out of sight with some strategically placed clothing. Or so I'd thought. "Good morning to you too, Rachel," I mu...
It would be an understatement to say that this story has been an emotional rollercoaster to write. Andy and Marcus are intense characters and there have been times during the writing process when I found myself too emotionally worn out by them to keep writing. I hope this last chapter doesn't move too quickly and that I have done these guys justice in tellin...