So I'm making a story during Christmas break. Certain characters in this story are based on real people. Please respect them. Although the story itself is only from my wishful imagination... and some bits of reality. Also, the system of school that I experienced during my preschool, primary, intermediate, and high school years could be kind of different dep...
a thanks to cannd for her beta reading and help editing this We walked out of the bathroom together our hands intertwined. I clung to his side as we walked to our biology class with someone called Mr Bidle. Louis walked confidently through the school always remaining no further than a foot away from me. His presence seemed to have an effect on, not just m...
I glanced up at the clock at the back of the class. Only a few minutes left, so I hurried forward with the closing statements of my lecture. Soon, the children would be set free from my economy lecture and let loose on the roads driving home, or wherever they went after school. Honestly, I didn't give a damn what these kids did. I ignored the hand raised in...
It was one of the first days back from winter break and 18-year-old Kevin was hiding out from an all school assembly. He hated the exclusive all-boys boarding school his parents sent him too, and was happy to think he only had a few months left before graduation. As a gay man in a school of rich jocks, Kevin hadn't come out to anyone, happy to just be labele...
*All sexual activity takes place with consenting adults over the age of 18*Scenes of unprotected sex are displayed and should not be used as guidelines for safe sex practices. This work is merely fiction.Thank you for reading! --- "Can anyone tell me why the Axis Powers decided to become allies during World War II?" Mr. Marcos asks, his hands threaded behi...
I awoke barely an hour later, still fatigued from the weekend, but at least my wank had allowed me to get a little rest. The sun was coming up, and I felt like a slut who'd come home from a party that had gotten out of control. I shook my head -- that was far too accurate of a comparison -- and I was the slut. The simple act of moving highlighted the fact...
NOTE: The students represented are all of 18 years of age. The classroom is a senior level course and is populated by all students of senior level education (18yrs) WARNING: I tend to use the "n-word" in my stories quite a bit. If you cannot handle reading that word, then this story isn't for you! Remember that this is a work of fiction and should not be ta...
The bell rings, signaling the beginning of class. I sit behind my desk watching the students shuffle in and make their way to their seats. After the last few stragglers wander in, I start attendance. "Here, here, here," as I go down the list I reach one name, "Nick?" Silence. He's not here as usual! Once I've finished attendance, I get up from my desk an...
Chapter 1: Meeting ~*~Side A~*~ Alright. Morning. The sun is nice outside and I'm already dressed up 20 minutes before I need to leave my house to go to school. I picked a clean blue v-neck shirt with my varsity jacket over it, pairing it with dark blue straight cut jeans and my favorite sneakers. Simple, but not bad. So I slung my bag over my shoulder a...
*****Everyone in this story is Fiction and is over the age of 18**** ***** Beads of sweat trickled down my face as I jogged down the lonely path. I was 30 minutes into my run with only a few feet left on the route. While on the run I thought about the events of the past weekend with Darwin. He had stayed the entire weekend. We stayed in, watched movies tog...