I awoke when Tyler shifted his position next to me and realized I needed to take a piss something fierce. He was using the crook of my shoulder as a pillow, and I didn't want to disturb him, but saw no way out of it. Slowly, carefully, I pulled myself away from him. He woke up, rolling over in bed to look at me. "What's happening?" he mumbled, almost incohe...
Chapter 12: Professor Morris's Tutoring Session Since I was so weak from the intense movie session that happened. Quinn picked me up and carried me back to my room on my bed. I would have been blown away at his action but I was too drunk tired to even notice it. After we finished the movie I got my first sample of Vodka. Quinn made me drink it, even though...
As I continued to suck his cock and look up at him, his expression was stoical on the surface, which was such a manly turn on, but there was appreciation and gratitude in his eyes. Those eyes were appreciating me as a friend, as a buddy, for trusting him and jumping off the cliff. They conveyed respect for sucking him and subordinating myself to his supreme...
Thank you Cameron for your thoughtful feedback. Do not publish without my explicit permission. -------------- Standing alone in a broken-glassed bus shelter in the middle of nowhere, I'm watching the rain pouring like a spilt shipment of beans and the streetlights staining everything the colour of an orange gone bad. It's cold. I'm hungry. He's lat...
"Out of my way, faggot!" Before I could step aside, Leander had already pushed past me, roughly shoving me into a wall in the process. "Too slow," he called back. A bunch of our classmates sniggered, as if this was the height of wit. Then again, real entertainment was hard to come by in our strict catholic all-boys high school, so they took what they could...
"Richard. Richard!" said Coach Smith "What?!" "You're drooling." "Oh sorry... geez that's gross... I didn't... I wasn't... I'll pay more attention to you." "I'd appreciate that." But the truth was that I wasn't drooling because I wasn't paying attention to my teacher, it's because I was paying attention to him, Coach Smith, more specifically his butt. C...
I feel like an idiot because that's what I must look like, dressed like a third rate private investigator with a rumpled raincoat and a beat up fedora pushed as far down on my head as possible sitting in a Starbucks. The disguise, which is pretty much all this garb is, was designed to conceal my real identity because I don't know what I would do if anybody e...
Sam had been missing from school for the last few days and now that he had returned he looked different. There was a confidence to him and a determination. He had sat across from Ezra for the last year in art class and until now had not mustered the courage to say more than a few words to him. He usually settled for peering through his blonde hair at the b...
***This is the second installment of the story. In the first installment, we meet Nathan who lusts for his straight best friend - the athletic and handsome Jake. Nathan thinks he'll never be able to have Jake. But one morning, to his extreme bewilderment, he finds himself mysteriously transported into the body of Natalia - the beautiful personal trainer who...
Silver Lake I spent the last 6 hours drawing up my design project for my fourth year term assignment and I was getting a little bleary eyed to tell the truth. I needed a break so I thought I would hit the gay bar, La Barcito, as it was pedaling distance from my Bubeschko Apartment, which I loved because the Rudolph Schindler design from the late '30s provid...