There's nothing quite as dark as being out in the country around midnight on a hot summer night. Without the street lights and the neon illumination of civilization, the pitch blackness takes a little getting used to, which is why I was walking slowly and carefully down the steps of the back porch of my Uncle and Aunt's house. I couldn't see my hand in fron...
Sunday, 2 April 1865, Richmond, Virginia The nine-block walk west along East Broad Street from the First African Church at the corner of College and East Broad was strangely bustling this Sunday morning at 9:00 a.m. The previous Sunday had been quiet at this time. In fact, Temple's, where Eaton Matthews lived and worked, at Grace and 4th Street, had existed...
Chapter 2: The Party Begins Jermaine and I had been friends in college -- we had been in the same dorm as freshmen and had a few classes together throughout the years. Not to mention parties. I didn't realise this until it was too late but I secretly had feelings for him. He was handsome, beautiful even. He was a jock -- with the body of an athlete. Much li...
*I now have my own laptop, so I will be able to write faster and more often. I know that I'm a terrible person for opening another story line, but this story practically wrote itself, it was like the keyboard was on fire! I will finish up my story lines and try to write no more then 2 at a time, that way I will be able to write faster and more concisely. Tha...
There was not enough praying I could do, not enough time spent reading the Holy Word that wouldn't get those two out of my head. It wasn't a relationship thing, like they both said. I didn't love them, not like that. At least I thought I didn't. As brothers, sure. In the trenches, on Sundays, Mondays, a few Thursdays, we stood there and demanded nothing b...
“I’d still feel better if you’d let me wear my suit.” “You’d never get it on over that cast. Besides, our church is fairly casual.” He looked at Nate’s khaki Dockers’s and dark-blue pullover. “You look great, as always. You’re gonna cause me to have impure thoughts all during the service.” “You’re pretty sinful yourself in those black jeans and that white...
((Just a quick little story that I needed to get out of my head. I am splitting up the AU chapters and expanding as well as fixing up Starcrossed 3. I wrote this during class this afternoon. Yes, I know it wasn't Iraq that flew the plane into the trade center. I am also not a raciest or against religion. My stepbrother is Muslim and an immigrant from the mid...
*Hello everyone. Just a quick reminder, they do not use condoms, but this is set in the early seventies, and the AIDs scare did not begin until late seventies/early eighties. I endorse condoms 100%, but in this case it wasn't realistic. Darryl wouldn't have put a condom on because Jared was a virgin, and Jared was too naive to ask. This is the last chapter...
Nate spent the better part of an hour on the phone with his mother and Seth. Three-way-calling might have its benefits, but as far as Brandon was concerned, the only purpose it had served today was to keep Nate worried and exhausted. By the time he got off the phone, his shoulders were slumping and his eyes were swollen. When Brandon handed him a shot glass...
Content/trigger warning: This series contains bullying, homophobic language, and non-consensual sexual acts, but they are integral to the plot and character development so please take them in context. DUSTY I'm at the lake and waiting for him. Jesse. It's early September so it's still plenty warm out, but my heartbeat is going at a pretty good clip and I'...