My name is Jacob, but all my friends call me Jake. I've always been a big guy. By the time I was a freshman in high school I was 6'8" tall. At that time, I found out it was easy for me to put on lots of muscle. I proceeded to work out and by the time I graduated I weighed 280 pounds of solid muscle. My size made me the star football player in high school and...
We have all had encounters that we remember and those we want to forget, but this particular one has stuck in my mind, even though I have for so long tried to put it out of my mind. However, I do periodically find myself remembering this eventful time in my life and when I slip back to when it all happened, I find myself wishing it would somehow materialize...
"Out of my way, faggot!" Before I could step aside, Leander had already pushed past me, roughly shoving me into a wall in the process. "Too slow," he called back. A bunch of our classmates sniggered, as if this was the height of wit. Then again, real entertainment was hard to come by in our strict catholic all-boys high school, so they took what they could...
Pete was a wimp. Not because he did anything but because of what he was. Were creatures were supposedly meant to be vicious or scary but how anyone could see a deer as being viscous was beyond him. He wasn't a particularly big deer and he had a small pair of antlers that were currently covered in velvet. Other children got scary animals like a bear or a wolf...
John and I met in high school, he was your typical jock, all the girls wanted him, even some of the guys, but John only had eyes for one person, Jennifer, they were sweethearts from year one. John and I struck up a friendship by necessity. John needed his grades to improve or he would not graduate, John excelled at sports, but not so much in academics. I was...
Standing there with one foot in the leg of my cutoff jeans, staring at Marne up on the staircase, I was both frightened and befuddled. Scrambling to get the shorts pulled on, I ended up with both feet in one leg and stumbled backward onto the pull-out couch. I grabbed for a sheet to cover myself and heard Marne chuckle. "Hello, slacker," she said. "How's...
I decided to go to my High School reunion. I don't know why, I hadn't been home in years, not since graduating High School actually. Typical story, I went off to University and never returned. It wasn't that I hated where I grew up, I just wanted to be somewhere else, like many kids. I had a fairly normal upbringing. I lived with my parents, no brothers or...
Mark remembered waiting at a red light. He had kept a careful distance between himself and the school bus ahead, not only so that he could see the traffic light around its bulk, but so he could avoid the inevitable cloud of diesel fumes when the light eventually turned green. "Addison Grammar School" and a fancy crest were painted on its back. Mark knew th...
You hate Mondays. They suck. You're coming down off the high (real or metaphorical) of the weekend, and then BOOM--learning. You head out the door on a Monday, early in your senior year. When you arrive at your school, you see the bulletin board is covered in various advertisements for various extracurricular activites. It's already 2 weeks into your senior...
This is a work of fiction. The characters are not real. The sex is. ***** INTRODUCTION CAMERON WALKER held his breath as he pushed open the heavy door on the locker room. He hadn't been back to his old high school 2 years and didn't really want to be there now. He wouldn't have been here either if he hadn't gotten that weird email. 1 He'd gotten back...