Gale poured herself another cup of coffee and sat down at the table across from Brandon. “How long has he been like that?” “Since the funeral.” “He’s been in that room by himself for three weeks?” Gale sounded as outraged as Brandon felt, outraged because Bran knew there wasn’t a damn thing he could do for Nate. He understood grief. Hell, he’d stood over t...
Dear Figaro, Hope you are well, Myles has been keeping me updated since the break in and assault last week. The CCTV system was hacked so there is no footage from anywhere on the premises that night, Brad said that he was punched from behind then pummelled once he fell to the floor, so he couldn't give the police a positive I.D. Myles told the cops that he...
Liam returns to the resort and to Matt. Thanks to LarryInSeattle for his help with editing. ========== "You okay, sport?" "Huh? Uh, yeah. Sure." Mary Beth nods. Her son is clearly not 'okay'. He's been silent since they left his dad's. She understands, or she thinks she does. Liam grew up in that house. He spent very little time with her. Her old s...
Chapter 6-- Lucky Charms I jumped up. I was late for work-- 8:32 with a dot. First day back to work and draggin' ass. Coffee bit my nostrils, and a heat wave prediction from Chet Sands, Channel Three's ace weatherman, bombarded my ear drums. Sid was up and hadn't woke me. "Shit, I'm late," I said, stumbling out of the bedroom shoving my right leg in my...
An author's note: Believe it or not this is a finished piece that has a definite plot. The end of this chapter reveals the truth of Wes's situation--no more false leads. Have fun reading. Now the ride gets bumpy. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Dead air. Then interference. The sound of sandpaper on raw wood like splinters piercing my eardrums. I listened and...
"YOUR A GODDAM FUCKIN QUEER. YOU SHOULD GO SUCK A COCK BECAUSE THATS ALL YOU GOOD FOR!!!" As I typed the words into the comment section after the story I'd just read, I felt a sense of satisfaction and relief. Maybe I should write to the editors of literotica.com to tell them to get this fucking gay shit out of other forums. I mean, it's not that the story w...
"Johnny this is Jace. If you're free lets meet at the library at 2pm," says the text I received. Luckily, I have no class later this afternoon. I'll just have to cancel the date I'm planning with one of the cheerleaders who has been flirting with me for a month now. Meeting Jace as soon as possible is my priority. My name is Johnny, a 22 year old college j...
* * * * * * When Monday finally rolled around I was disappointed. As much as I liked the idea of getting back to work, it was the end of my time with Matt. I felt like I was somehow feeding off him, his smiles and touches the only things that were keeping me going. But we had to do this. He assured me that there had been nothing more in the papers about me,...
-- Everyone is over the age of 18 and in their final year of high school in England -- "Did you have sex with Michael Suzette?" The question was flung at me as soon as I walked into Rory's bedroom, one sunny afternoon in April. He was staring at me, hands on his hips and he was shaking slightly, as if he'd been waiting for hours to ask me this. Well, the...
The last time they were at a hospital together, Brandon used his sick sense of humor to help Nate hold it all together. Now he wished someone could do the same thing for him. But even as he wished it, he knew better. All the laughter in the world couldn’t erase the fear in his soul as he sat in the surgical waiting room of Chicago General, desperate for any...