Me and the boyfriend, Kyle, are on a road trip. Not the corny kind, like the ones you see in movies. I doubt we'll be having any sort of huge learning curves during our time on the road. We'd just left our home state last night after a couple of hours of driving. It was kinda late, and we'd left in a hurry to get away from the somewhat... homophobic parents....
Chapter 2: The Last Day Adam and Merrick rested in the glowing, subterranean cove. Orangey-pink light danced along the rocky walls as the lovers cuddled against each other. The water rippled as the beautiful fish tail slowly moved back and forth, occasionally rubbing against one of the legs. Merrick's tail is long -- about a foot or two longer than Adam's...
Chapter 73: Wedding Planner "Almost got'em! Almost got'em!" Luther said out loud as he strains on his reel. "Not so hard! You'll break the damn thing!!" Captain growled. "It's breaking the surface!" Adam exclaimed as he sees the fish thrash about as it is pulled up from the sea, up on the super tall docks. "Easy... Easy..." Captain pulls the line...
Chapter 87: Putting Things Right Merrick loving kisses Adam's lips, before he sits back up. The spoon clinks in the small bowl he holds, before he turns to set it next to the ceramic deep dish containing the rest of the soup. He gets up, and turns around, smiling as he sees the paper fish cards taped up on the wall. He puts his hand onto one of them, openin...
I work the beaches in Orange County. That's my territory, and very rich territory it is, too. Los Angeles, just a few miles to the north, is often lucrative as well, but risky, and too crowded for my taste. The takings are easier and more consistent on the beaches from Newport to Seal Beach in OC, so that's where I have set up shop, so to speak. So what's...
Ben sighed impatiently as he wheeled his shopping cart around the small grocery store around the corner from his apartment. He tossed a few random items into his cart, eyes constantly scanning, taking in everything--and everyone--around him. He needed something to satisfy his craving. Nothing in his cart. He was hungry, but it wasn't for food. Instead, he w...
How did I, a small, brown-haired, 5 foot 11, high school senior, end up with the hottest, most popular boy in school? Well, it still remains somewhat a mystery, even to me. My name is Josh McDonnell and I am 18 years old. I'm in Grade 12 of High School at East Mountain High, and last month, while walking down the hall with one of my best friends, it all sta...
Isaac was right behind me as I climbed the stairs and texted. I set the phone down and breathing deep, met his gaze. "Hi." "Hey." "How're you?" "I'm great...you ok?" "All things shiny! Just more intense than I'm used to..." "What's on your mind for tonight...?" "First, I'm looking forward to being with you. Second, I have to be back here by 1030 or so....
His name was Dan and he was in the Marines out on a weekend night of drinking with friends and hopefully to get laid. The local Waikiki bar known for its military clientele ran beer specials that got some guys past their limit. Dan was almost there but still sober enough to know where he was. The walk towards where his hotel was along with the breezes put h...
It is all working just as Rod and I planned. I was visiting him in Napier after he had taken up the position of physical therapist for your Maori exhibition rugby team that had been formed for the Sydney Olympics and had proved to be so fearsome that it is now permanently organized and homed in Napier, New Zealand, and taking on—and slaughtering—all comers....