Disclaimer: This story is a work of fiction. All characters are eighteen years of age, especially the non-human one. Enjoy. Because the lunch hour was split into 'A' and 'B' sections, Jim Goldberg and Will Durante had to wait a half hour to take their usual seats on the bleachers. They brought their lunches with them, of course, but it wasn't the sorry c...
SUMMER'S OVER Three months earlier the four Seniors graduated from college. They had one final party with the Freshman before graduation. With their parents in attendance for graduation day, they had the party two days earlier. Rick and Steve had Robby and Freddie while Barry and Andy were serviced by Gerry and Willie. It was all about the seniors and they...
Sorry this has taken so long and thank you all for your patience, encouragement, and critiques. They keep me going. I greatly appreciate you all. Bracketed text [] implies text messages. ***** Neville felt like a new man. He had a job he loved, great friends, and now, finally, his own wheels. Tyler had offered to co-sign for him once his license got rei...
The league table does not lie. Woodford Wanderers, Played 5, Won 0, Drawn 0, Lost 5, Goals scored 4, Goals conceded 15. The close defeat against The Cock Inn was followed by two 1-0 losses and then a 6-1 thumping at home by Heston United. I'd missed the last three games: first through my cousin's wedding in Scotland and then work commitments overshadowing my...
I want to thank faithful reader Noel for helping me work through a serious writer's and making suggestions for this episode of this story. Thanks, Noel, I appreciate it. ***** From Part 4 The police officers looked at each other and then at the waiter. He was a handsome young man. Dark colouring, tufts of hair peeking above his t-shirt collar, bright toot...
I was just your average freshman in college. I was trying to get pussy, beer, and smoke weed. I ended up getting fucked in my pussy. That's what master tells me to call it at least. I didn't think I was going to get fucked, just do the fucking. First let me tell you about myself, I'm eighteen, a freshmen in college, have a smoking hot girlfriend, I'm fairly...
"I thought it would be a good idea to buy Bobby a suit," Gladys Bradley told the little Italian tailor whose shop was down the road from their apartment. "Not only for the dance, but with Bobby going to college in a couple of months he'll probably need a suit for other things." "A college boy now huh?" Tony Caruso asked as he rubbed the dense 5 o'clock shad...
Chapter One: Paul The guitarist had been playing flamenco rhythms when I joined Ralph Peters, Sean Madden, and Holland Howard at one of the back tables in the Kennedy Center's small KC Jazz Club hall in Washington, D.C. I'd had a few stops to make after our practice of the Gay Men's Chorus of Washington at its P Street rehearsal hall just west of Dupont Cir...
The next day I was poolside five minutes ahead of time. I think the coach would have preferred it if I had been late. He seemed to be looking for a reason to increase the punishment. The look in his eyes worried me. I got the same feeling I had had in his office the day before. Even if I had been willing my ass couldn't have taken a fucking that morning. I w...
I trudged down the sidewalk, shielding my face from the sandy wind. The wind was bad, but I'd been through much worse. I finally reached the barracks and went straight to my bunk. I threw my jacket and hat into my locker. My bunkmate, Bran (his last name), was passed out on the top, snoring away at 9 in the evening. Probably taking a post-work nap so that he...