Sneak Peek: Bittersweet Goodbyes.
.** * * * it was senior year, first semester. we were at his house, the two of us playing soul calibur v. i had just got it, and kris apparently wanted to try out his new console, so it was win-win.
The Neon Night Life, part 3 (Max's return, part 2)
"the tall rabbit that sat behind you in math class, in your your senior year? i hung out with him for a few months, after you were already gone.
The Neon Night Life, part 1
I started here after my senior year in high school, when i was 18. i served drinks and food in the begging, then when i turned twenty two i started working the floor.
Got Milk?
M/m bull/horse milking machine comments welcome :) it's the summer before my senior year of high school and my folks are under the impression that a young bull like me needs to "build character" before he goes off to college.
Chapter 6: Bathtime
========== tobias looked at the calendar on the wall, it was early june now and senior year didn't start till late august. the hell else was he gonna do? (might as well workout with mort, damn, might even get to shower with him!)
Working Things Out: Part II
I'm not a fag, but shit oh man...shit oh man, this is just like that hooker spring break of my senior year...slipped a finger...finger into me while she was sucking me off and god damn if this doesn't feel just like that and oh shit if i move just right i
Room 'Mates' (Alternate ending)
One winter night, during our senior year, our relationship changed. i had laid down on my bed, studying for our upcoming tests. jacob had gone into the bathroom to take a shower.
Scout's Honor Part 22
I don't know what it is, but since i've been getting closer to senior year, i always like to hang out with them. years before i hated to go with them, even faking illnesses. don't ask me what changed because i don't know.
Office Hours ~ Part 2 [Sketch]
(also specifying, this is senior year in high school, the boys are already above 18) (make sure to read "overreach" (link) too, since that's got some important context regarding ms. greyson's jibes here!
Coming out of the tent
So it was that early our senior year, just after the last waning days of summer and the first autumn leaves peppered the streets, there was that burst in my chest of something new, something i hadn't considered before, like a new spring at the end
Coming Out of the Tent
So it was that early our senior year, just after the last waning days of summer and the first autumn leaves peppered the streets, there was that burst in my chest of something new, something i hadn't considered before, like a new spring at the end of the year
Regret Comes in Waves
You didn't want to sleep with this girl, but then you imagined enduring the rest of senior year with rumors of you being a fag. several seconds pass, and the thought scares you.