Kelly lay back against the couch, weak with laughter as he watched Jason's victory dance around the room, accompanied by fist pumps and a tipsy version of "We Are The Champions." Even three sheets to the wind, Jason's voice still caused goosebumps to rise along Kelly's arms, and he shivered as the last rich notes died out. "Geaux Saints!" Jason crowed, jus...
"You fuckin' asshole! You fuckin' cheated!" That was my younger brother... and that was his dirty mouth spilling out lies once again. I've lost count on how many times I beat Donny at Mario Kart and he still whines and complains about me cheating. He's such a loser... "Rematch? I'm assuming..." I say with a cocky grin. "What's the fucking point? Your...
We had been best friends for better than six years...ever since we finally met as juniors in high school. It was one of those 'Mutt & Jeff' friendships that most people wouldn't have thought possible to even have a chance of beginning; much less growing as it would and lasting so long; in the clique controlled atmosphere of our former, small town, alma mater...
The story starts out, one late afternoon, of course. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping, and I was planning to play a game of pool with my friend James. James is a good friend of mine, I have known him since he was 13 years old. James was smaller then I, height wise that is. When I was about 17 I always imagined what he was packing in-between his l...
I woke up in the middle of the night, aware that something had changed. We weren't moving, and there was no feeling of a motor grinding under us. I was locked in one of the smaller cabins belowdecks—not bound and not particularly uncomfortable, but my channel was sore. I would recover fast, but never in my life had I had such a ride as Fazil Fikret and his...
[[Hey there! Use game mode for the best experience on this story! Also, feel free to submit ideas for new games and transformations!]] "Would you like another one, Zach?" Marcus offered. Zach nods and slurs out something that sounds like a "yes," so Marcus starts mixing another mojito for the wasted twink at the end of the bar. Marcus kno...
"Pour some of this down your throat," I said to Matt. I placed an opened can of beer on the coffee table in front of him. "It's small isn't it mate?," he said, picking the can up off the table before wrapping his lips around the oblong shaped hole at the top. "What is?" Matt tilted his head back, his fluctuating adams apple showing as he took a long, thi...
My life to this point had been pretty much by the book. I worked hard, got good grades, and managed to land a nice job right out of college. I had recently become engaged to my girlfriend of four years, and we had just purchased our first home together. It was a fairly modest condo in a newer development, but it was certainly better than renting. It was at t...
If you were asked, could you name the most famous person you went to school with? How about the most well-known person from your class? For me the answer is easy, it would be Randy Conner, former NBA player and my best friend. I've known Randy since we were in 4th grade, Randy's family lived four houses down the street from mine and our parents were good fr...
It was a sure thing. Almost. The Cowboys and the Eagles. At Dallas. On a Monday night. There was no way the Eagles were going to pull this off. The Eagles were about to get crushed. Yet there we were, two Cowboys fans sitting in Eagles territory on a couch watching the game. And while we watching the pre-game show, a playful bet arose with our girlfriend...