Chapter Five: 2014: Words. They floated past him, recognizable but unintelligible. Heard but not understood. Half in a dream he heard broken shards of conversations. "...miracle he's alive." "...wasn't his fault..." "...we don't know how well he will walk again..." "...days before we know..." "...won't be an easy recovery..." Swirled in and among t...
2014 "Mom..." In a fog, Connor barely recognized his own voice. It was harsh, croaking, and weak. "Connor, baby, I'm here," she said. "I'm right here." "Connor, can you hear us? Do you know where you are?" Connor knew that voice. "Da... Dad..." "Yes, it's me. Connor, we're here." "Wh... where... where are..." Each word was a struggle, and Connor was...
BDSM clubs are absolutely not for everybody, not even people who like BDSM. It takes something that is usually private and brings it right out in the open. The club that I have been a member of for four years allows everything short of fucking in the main hub, the giant area that most people hang out in. Every time I walk in I'm usually greeted with the soun...
There are scenes of unprotected sex depicted in his story. In all cases it was between the two main characters, who are in a committed, monogamous relationship and were tested. If you aren't in the same kind of relationship, then you should always protect yourself and wear a condom. Tanner and Randy had gotten to know Tanner's uncle and his husband quite...
It was hot. The summer had crept over the pine-covered mountains and begun to slide into our small, lakeside township. A week after the local high school graduation, an annual bliss, prior to the infestation of summer travelers and renters, allowed residents to enjoy their picturesque homeland without the intrusive nuisance. My two best friends and I were d...
I don't particularly like camping. I did it in the Scouts, with my family, in the military and it never did a whole lot for me. So how did I end up in the middle of nowhere in a tent again? My name is Luke Cooke and I'm a twenty-seven year old corporate finance analyst. I spent two years in the Army after high school, then six years at the Wharton School of...
I first met Matt Humphrey on a subway train one cold night in January. Well, that was the first time we actually had a conversation. We had gone to the same boarding school for three and a half years, but had never once had a conversation. Which, when I think about it, is really quite amazing, considering the fact that we only went to school with 200 guys, b...
This one's for my twin sister, Chelle. My muse. * From the first second I saw him I knew I wanted him. He had a phone pressed between his shoulder and his ear, eating from a bowl of cereal as he walked around the pool in his backyard. The baggie board-shorts he wore would dip a little with each step revealing the paler skin of his ass and top of his crack....
The Shattered Expectations of New Locations Sometimes, living inside your mind can be far preferable to reality. For most people, that's one of the main purposes of dreams: to live out the things we would never do, or say, or feel, when forced into the real world. We can be anything we want to be, change the parts of ourselves we wish were different, and...
Chapter eleven Seb I wake up early the next day, stretching like a cat and snuggling under the warmth of the comforter. Despite the hour, Ollie is already up, and he comes in with coffee. "I'm never going to beat you out of bed, am I?" I ask him. "Probably you will. I'm not always this eager to be conscious. Something about you making me feel more awake,...