Today had been my first day of high school, and I was a senior. My mother homeschooled me until this year as I had begged her to let me go to public school, convincing her that it would be a great experience for me before college. I didn't want to be a weird, anti-social kid, so I signed up for the swim team as soon as I got the chance. I figured that this w...
[This Chapter is an experiment to test readers' reactions. There are several more chapters to follow.] ***** Chapter One Life as a Bodyguard King Arthur VI of Gaylandia did not play a major political role in the government of his kingdom. He played a minor diplomatic role in representing his nation on the world scene and every afternoon of the week and m...
"I could die on an airplane that small." "So that's why I find you at the airport bar," I said and then laughed. "I suppose we all need a good excuse to get liquored up, Gary. The running joke of you being afraid of flying is as good as any to start drinking this early in the day." I had stumbled on Gary Meltzer in the Coaches' Corner bar in Atlanta's Hatf...
It was a warm late September day. It wasn’t yet time for Will and I to go back to school but my brother had already started his senior year at the local high school. That afternoon was a boring one. We liked to lie by the pool but it wasn’t quite warm enough for that. Of course there was nothing on TV worth watching. It was about time for school to let...
I gained the bridge, checked in with the duty officer and was leaving when an acrid smell permeated the bridge followed but a loud grinding noise. Apparently the jerry-rig had not lasted a full day. I spun on my heel and made my way quickly to Engineering. Along the way I was asked numerous times what had happened. "You'll know when I know," was my curt res...
The time I lost my virginity to the hottest teacher at school. My name is Sebastian and I've always known that I was gay. None of my friends or family knew until later when I turned 19. I am about 5'10", slim toned body (since I do track and field), light skin, curly black hair, and big brown eyes. I just turned 18 and it was my senior year of highschool. I...
Stefan almost had me that warm afternoon in the summer pavilion of the Eisler country house in the Vienna Woods. We had played two sets of tennis, stripped down to our shorts in the unusual August heat on the mountainside above Vienna, and I knew by the way he looked at me that he wanted me. And, truth be told, I think I wanted him as well. I'd always had th...
I've always been a big fan of football, not so much the game but the players. I think it all started when I was 18 and a senior in high school when I became intimately familiar with the football team. I was a bit of a nerd in high school. I ran around with the bookish crowd, but was not the most intellectual of the bunch. In my black plastic rimmed glasses...
"Hey, look at that," Ronda nudged Jerry. "I told you we could set the clock by him." The bank's loan officer and new accounts clerk, whose desks were set side by side in the bank branch's lobby, were leaning into each other and marking the rapid progress of the senior teller to the exit door. Kevin Radcliff had stepped out from behind the bank counter preci...
It was my senior year of High School; and I spent most of my time drinking beer and jacking off instead of focusing on my homework. Needless to say, I was failing. I could still graduate as long as I passed English and History. History wasn’t the problem, I would easily pass the final exam with an A, bringing my grade up to a high D. English, on the other ha...