The rented Jeep Wrangler sputtered and died as Ben was approaching the base of the Vallecito Mountains northeast of Durango, Colorado, and, with a muttered "Shit," he guided the vehicle over to the side of the road. There wasn't any secret why the old Wrangler had died. It was out of gas. Ben had rented the car for the summer from a used car dealer down in D...
My first week as a full fledge AOK and last week of the semester was for the most part uneventful. I remained under house arrest and only got to leave the frat house three times. Twice for exams and once to organize the packing of my things at the apartment. The pledges were assigned the task of packing and moving my stuff to my new room. Since I was going t...
My prolonged good-bye began on the first day of summer. That wasn't the day of the accident. That had happened two days before. But it wasn't until the first day of summer that the doctors came into my hospital room to tell me that Jamal would recover but might be paralyzed for life from the waist down because of the injury to his back. "You were very lucky...
This is the story of a late bloomer...a kid that never had much to do with anything sexual all the way into his late teens. I am sure there are a lot like me out there, but most of us are too embarrassed to admit how long it took for us to reach full sexual awareness. I guess it depends on your upbringing and where you grow up and who you happen to grow up w...
It was the summer after I graduated from high school. Here were two eighteen year olds, my friend Craig and myself, with time on our hands. There were no girls around and we spent time sitting on the floor at Craig's parents' house listening to records. "God I'm horny," Craig said to me. I knew exactly how he felt. Craig was always the more forceful of the...
My therapist thought it would be a good idea for me write about what has happened, a journal or whatever. I guess I'll start at the beginning of summer. My junior year was finally over; I was ready for a summer of rest and relaxation before my senior year started. I was going to get to spend the summer with Josh, my nephew and best friend. We live six hours...
I had caught the last flight of the day from Miami to Key West. The plane was a small, two-jet prop thirty-four-seater island hopper with cramped headroom and narrow seats. The airport security guy, now all smiles and service, the embarrassment of having had to detain a New York detective needing to be smoothed over, drove me straight out to the plane, so I...
Until now, this was the worst summer of my life. My next-door neighbor who also was my best friend Javier (I call him Jav) went back to his homeland of Caracas, Venezuela in South America with his parents for a two-month visit. I had known for over a year that this was going to happen, but when he left, I felt so sad and almost cried. I was having the most...
The summer between high school and starting to attend college was rapidly coming to an end. It had been a summer of awakening for me sexually. I had experienced so much and would always be grateful to my teacher. The summer seemed to pass all too soon as it approached the time I would leave the area and head off to college. I was looking forward to moving t...
This is a fictional story about a young adult who joins a Master's Swim team full of older men. ******************* Chapter XI - The End of Summer The feeling hit John like a punch to the gut, sending a shock through his whole system. His lungs skipped a breath. He knew their parting was coming—he had known for weeks their time was limited—but it wasn't u...