AUTHOR'S NOTE: I had planned on ending this story with the fifth installment, but felt like the story wasn't finished. So, I'm adding this part, with another on the way to finally conclude the story. ***** I didn't even want to go on that stupid field trip in the first place. Well, I did, when I thought Grady would be going, but his grandmother died and...
I arrived home, exhausted from AARP's family reunion cluster fuck, and fell backward onto my bed. I stared at the ceiling in disbelief as I thought back to the day's events, scratch that, as I thought about the last twenty-four hours. Generally, I considered myself a good person. I worked with kids who had cancer, I paid my bills on time, I donated my time...
*** Author's Note This is my second time writing gay fiction. This is intended as more of a romantic story; it has to do with German boy helping his Korean friend realize he doesn't have to look to girls for love. There's not really any penetration to speak of, but there's a brief handjob near the end. Please leave any comments or constructive criticism,...
Kurt Yarley, one of my best friends, owned a landscaping company and seven years ago, he'd roped Aaron, Drew, and myself into playing baseball—just a group of buddies playing ball and the rest is history. We had a fairly well stacked team and usually ended up with the Championship Title, which was nothing more than bragging rights, but we were totally fine w...
My fabulous weekend plans with the DONNAS were cancelled after I was asked to pull two extra night shifts at the hospital, which were much quieter than day shifts but positively exhausting. Most of the time, I kept tabs on vitals and made sure the kiddos were comfortable and nausea-free. I barely remembered Monday, since most of it existed in my dreams. Th...
I lay with my back on the bed, holding my legs spread apart, feet next to my head. I had on my usual uniform for when Will fucked me: a bra, a thong (pulled off to the side), a short skirt, and heels. Will took a bottle of lube, put it up against my ass, and squeezed, almost giving me a lube enema. Once he was satisfied that my ass was slippery enough, he pu...
The weekend had flown by and my life would never be the same. But right now, there was no time for that. Not at this moment. It was Wednesday evening and it was all on the line. All year we had been struggling to get our game down. The majority of our team was made up of freshman and sophomores. Then there was myself and three other juniors with only one se...
It couldn't have been more than thirty-seconds after I got home when the knocking began on the sliding glass door leading to the balcony. It startled me. I looked out to see my next door neighbor Sam, with whom I share the balcony, motioning for me to come outside. I waved at him to come inside but he vigorously shook his head back and forth and pointed for...
Oh. Hell. No. I had inconsistently spent the last two days looking through boxes in my garage, boxes in the back of my closet, old duffel bags, and every dark corner that I normally try to avoid. Somehow I just knew that damn box was sitting on its pretty little ass in the attic. Why the attic? Because that's where things go to be forgotten. That is, until m...
It's true what they say—you should be careful what you wish for. I should've been more specific when I complained life was too boring and I'd do anything for a little excitement or drama. Other people's drama, not mine! Damn. I'd only wanted to sit back and point my finger at all of the sorry bitches who needed to throw shit around on Jerry Springer. Y...