"I thought I'd find you here." Eden looked up and smiled at the girl who walked softly across the floor in the almost reverential way that almost everyone adopted in that room. Eden had spent too much time there to feel that any more. "Where else?" he said returning her smile. Then he turned away to gently stroke the hair and cheek of the boy who lay sleepi...
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. 2. DUSTY Dammit, only 1:00 and already scorchin' hot and crowded as fuck. I look around the lake through my mirrored sunglasses, annoyed but not surprised....
The next-to-the-last weekend had now descended for the gang at Spirit Lake before summer ended and we scattered again to our respective colleges and "whatever" activities. Giddiness was high, which is saying something for the group of friends from the affluent Atlanta uptown district of Buckhead, but we'd been on the other edge of giddy every weekend we'd co...
Growing up in rural Virginia in the late 60's to very religious parents wasn't very much fun. After graduating from high school I wasn't going to hang around long. I was 18 and knew that there was more to life than what I had here. I had enlisted in the army and would be reporting in September, good by country life, hello to life in the big world. The only...
I stepped out of the car and gazed across the beautiful Pacific Ocean, deeply inhaling the fresh, salt air, then turned to smile into the eyes of my best friend, Rafael. His blue eyes danced with the beauty of the water spreading below us and he laughed like a child at his first glimpse of the beach. "Like it, Rafe?" "Love it." He answered, a soft note of...
Parker and I met on an early June afternoon under the Spirit of St. Louis in the Boeing Milestones of Flight Hall of the Smithsonian's National Air and Space Museum. We were both there to study about Charles Lindbergh's use of the plane to take the first trans-Atlantic flight in 1927. Having established we both were students of the period between the two wor...
It was the dead of winter, the worst time of the year in the New York City area. It was cold outside. The skies were a constant shade of gray. Even the snow was gray from the City grime. Leonard sat looking out the window aimlessly thinking his life was turning as gray as the weather ...... He was knocked out of his hypnotic stare by the sound of his phone....
Most of my life has been an endless progression of long grey winter days. But there was that one summer. That magnificent summer. That summer on the beach. I had just turned eighteen and graduated from high school, and I had been accepted at a top ivy-league university for the fall term. As a present for getting into such an illustrious institution, my pare...
It was my last summer holiday until starting university, and I had nothing planned for weeks apart from relaxing and sunbathing at our summer home. A bit about me: My name's Tom, I've been with my girlfriend for 4 months now, but I'm getting more and more interested in guys Being an only child, I had more time to myself and having just turned 18, I was allo...
My first experience was with a much older guy named Richard. He was a senior counselor at a camp where I worked summers while in college. During my second summer working at the camp, Richard and I ended up having to share a cabin. I had met him the year prior, but because I was just a rookie that year, we had minimal contact. Now, in my second summer, I was...