Chapter 1: Stockholm [June 2010] The first time I realized that my dad wasn't always right, I was eight years old. He told me that bullies always back down when challenged, and I found out that just wasn't so, or at least not when the challenger is about a head shorter than said bully and happens to be the shiest kid in third grade. Still, when I look back...
Colton sat in the back seat of the school bus staring a hole into the back of Parker's messy blond head. He wondered what it would be like to run his fingers through it, to grip it in his fists while he held him firmly and kissed him, hard and deep. They had just won another away game, and everyone was pumped and the bus was rowdy, but it was just a buzz in...
Parker Montgomery put his contact lenses in and took one last look in the mirror. He blinked twice, letting the plastic lenses settle over his green eyes. He ran his hand through his hair. The short and spiky dark blond hair was as good as it was gonna get. At least the messy style hid the stupid cowlick on the crown of his head. He was dressed simply in a...
It was the spring of 1995, I was 18 and growing up in suburbia. I was walking down the tree lined street with shaded sidewalks heading to the store to pick up some snacks. The street was long and straight and the tall Oak and Maple trees were just leafing out. It was a sunny but chilly day after rain had fallen the night before and I avoided the worms that h...
It was suspected by most of the guys in the class, with the exception of Mitchell Hollis, that his roommate, Greg Simmons, was passionately in love with him. Eighteen-year-old Greg's five-eleven, one hundred and ninety-five pound body, along with his notoriously aggressive attitude, prevented others from saying anything negative about Mitch, or from telling...
"Oh... yeah... ahhh!" By now I'd done this often enough to be able to tell from Leander's moans how close he was to shooting his load. He gripped the back of my head — that meant he was very close, and that he wanted me to swallow. I wasn't going to refuse him, but I struggled a bit anyway, tried to pull back. You know, just for show. It worked like a char...
It all started with the illustrated article from a nature magazine on primate intercourse that I received at home in a manila envelope in the mail—no return address. There wasn't any explanation for why I received it either. An article, with photos of monkeys, baboons, and gorillas doing it. It showed that they did it pretty much like we did it, so we haven'...
"Why do I find him so fucking hot?" I asked my best friend, Lupe, as we sat on the front porch of the house we shared. It was a hot Summer day, and we were watching Jake Turner work on his father's deathtrap of a car across the street. It was the perfect day to get drunk and gossip about the neighbors. "Because you have a death wish?" Lupe answered sarcasti...
Trevor and Nick waited for Lion at the gates to walk home with him. Nick was sure that something was going on between the two and intended to find out. "So Leander." He said. "Think you'll ever get back with Jason?" "Ack no." Lion shook his head. "Not a chance." Trevor elbowed him in the ribs. "So do you have your eye on anyone?" Nick asked, ignoring Trevo...
Tommy was running, trying to get away from Bobby Jones. "Come back here!" he heard him shout as he rounded the corner to the village hall where a party was in full swing. It was where Tommy had just been before bumping into Bobby and knocking his drink all over him. It was a welcome party for fresh American troops who had just arrived to join the war. Ameri...