Due to some combination of the alcohol, blood loss, and the safety of Eric's presence, I slept hard and soundly. I woke to the screeching of my alarm clock. Eric rolled over and slapped the clock until it stopped making noise. At some point while I had been asleep, Sharon had left and Eric had stripped us both and put us to bed. Hopefully, in that order. I w...
As they opened the garage door, they noted their parents' car. They knew that either Dad had revealed it to Mom, or used lunch as an excuse to come home, so they would have to tell her themselves. Knowing Dad, it was the latter, and he evaded Mom's questions, if she asked him any at all. Dad was good at evading unwanted questions. That's where the twins had...
Chad and I were in no mood to talk to Brody right then. We were still naked, for one thing, and our bodies showed the telltale signs of having just gotten laid. I still had cum on my chest, while Chad's hair was disheveled and his face was flushed. More importantly, we were still basking the afterglow of what we'd just done. The last thing we needed was a bu...
[This story is set in England in the last quarter of the twentieth century, before cellphones and the Internet, before GPS and WiFi, and before our present social acceptance of homosexuality, before AIDS, before IVF, before surrogacy. A certain well-known female politician was British Prime Minister, but politics do not figure at all in this romantic, rather...
As I sat back down at the fire, Lucas looked at me with a reassuring look. "You okay, Jamie?" "I will be, Lucas, I will be. But now, not so much." I just stared into the fire and slid down my chair for a bit, the hum of conversation around me fading into silence as my thoughts took over. It had been hard to tell Sam all of that, but it was something I ne...
"God, Ben, I'm doing this all outta order. I'm sorry. I mess everything up." Dean paced up and down his living room as Ben removed his coat and shoes. "Stop, Dean. Nothing's wrong. Why're you saying that?" Ben asked, feeling more than nervous. "I shouldn't be collaring you like this. There should be, we should've been dating for a while. I just..." Ben s...
Author's note: I have enjoyed writing this story and want to thank all readers who have voted or commented on the previous chapters. The story is pure fantasy and the characters are all fictitious. I apologize for the delay in completing the final chapter. At the end of the previous chapter James and Carl had just been married and looking forward to a honeym...
"Good morning class," I said to my 21 5th grade students. "Good morning Mr. Capra!" They all said back in unison. "Later today we are going to have a special guest talk to you about how drugs and alcohol are bad for you. His name is Officer Haden and I want you to be on your best behavior for him, okay?" "Okay," most of them replied. I had talked to him...
Note: All sexually involved characters in this story are Eighteen years of age or older. There is a young, gay boy, 15 year old Fernando, whose father has kicked him out (which happens way too often in real life) and CPS (Child Protective Services) have placed him with foster parents, a married straight couple. There is no direct, or implied, sexual activity...
"Didn't I tell you not to call me?" Dean asked from his rolled down window. Ben smiled, stepping up to the curb, feeling somewhat back to normal, and drunk, but not terribly drunk. "Did you?" "Oh, now you're cocky, cause you're drunk. It's too early for your dickhead friends to have left you," Dean said. He shrugged and pulled the door handle, but the doo...