No sex? Was that a thing you could do after you sleep with someone? I stared unbelievingly at Shane, unsure how I should move forward. "Okay," I spoke slowly. "Just out of curiosity, what made you come to this conclusion?" "Because I like you and I want things to work. Whatever we did before wasn't working. If we're going to do this, I want to do it ri...
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...
I flared up a bit. Anyone who looked at me knew I wouldn't need help in getting a seven-and-a-half-foot boxed fake Christmas tree out to my car. I hadn't even thought of buying a tree when I'd come into the Kokomo, Indiana, Lowes. I'd been looking for a new laptop. But there were all those tree ornaments my dad had sent me when he was moving out of his house...
Thank you to every single person who read, commented, and favorited Sugar Match Ch. 1! I hope all of you are staying safe during these times! Also, I apologize for how long it took me to get this one out but I just want to make sure I'm producing my best work. The next and last chapter shouldn't take as long but bear with me! As always, all comments and sug...
When Brandon left for college, I'd never felt so alone, confused or out of place. He'd always looked out for me, being a 19-year-old guy who stands only 5'4" and weighing in at just over 110lbs, I needed his protection! We met during my junior year in high school, but got closer during our final year. Without him, my last two years of school would have been...
Chapter Seven PRETTY PINK BOTTOMS The first step on my trip down that path happened one hot Sunday afternoon. I had just come out of my bedroom after spending a few hours in the pool. I was wearing a pair of loose fitting boxer shorts which hung low on my butt. I was drying my hair with a towel. Mr. Clemons was there to meet me in the hallway with that...
[This is a completed ten-chapter GM novel, which will complete posting by early October 2019.] Billy Evans stood at the window overlooking Foster Lane when Henry Gawn called out to him from the bed. "Come back to me, boy. Standing in the window in that state will draw unwanted attention." "I think there is not time for more, Mr. Gawn. The dawn is upon us...
Alex and Callum headed back up the elevator of their four-story apartment building, both incredibly drunk and giggling at various dumb jokes they batted back and forth. It was that kind of mood. They'd spent the night puddle-jumping around neighborhood dives that were all doing big celebrations and green beer festivities for St. Patrick's Day. For two guys...
Working with Luke, I finalized the plans for the kitchen renovation. The kitchen cabinets were to be replaced with new ones built in Luke's garage/workshop, but I also decided on framing in a pantry in the back of my kitchen near the laundry room, as well as adding an island cooktop with a large stainless steel vent hood; the space where my current range was...
Summary: White friend discovers the joy of BBC while hanging out. Note: Thanks, as always to Tex Beethoven and Robert for editing this story. It was after a couple hours of shooting hoops on a Sunday afternoon that my sexual awakening began. Ben said, "Let's go back to my place and play some NBA2K." "I need to shower first," I demurred, dripping with...