Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Touch of Gray
Brutus sighed and finished taking the last of his pills. He looked over at his clock and groaned. It was midnight, five hours since Chris had left. It had been a hard week for the both of them, and the pair had hardly talked since they had sped away...
Events of an Uneventful Freshmen Year: Light My Fire
I found this old and mostly finished story on my laptop, and was thinking of trying to make it into a series. Tell me what you think and enjoy. ...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Dirty Little Secrets
Brutus groaned and held his head as he woke up. Chris was already awake and was walking around the room in nothing but a pair of dark blue slacks. Brutus blinked and looked around, surprised to find himself in the human's bed. Chris looked over at the...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Tonight's the Night
Chris groaned and rested his head on the wall behind him. Lectures after a test were always the worst, nothing but an hour of empty talking and boredom. Chris had moved himself from his usual spot in the front of the lecture hall to the back of the...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Drunk in Love
When Chris woke up late the next morning in Mitch's bed he was alone. The human stretched and smiled, his hand moving down to rub over his abdomen. It had been a good night, and the tuckered out ex-virgin had slept like a baby. His reflection was...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Predators and Prey
Brutus swore and shot out of bed as Chris's alarm went off. It was the Wednesday before Thanksgiving weekend and the pair had agreed to sleep in and skip their classes, at least, that's what Brutus thought. The Dalmatian reached over and shut the alarm...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: Crawl Space
Finally, after six hours of I-SPY and singing along to whatever crummy pop song came on the radio, Brutus, Chris and Thomas were parked out in front of Chris and Thomas's family's house. Brutus stretched out and moved his arm from behind Chris's back....
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: You Belong With Me
Chris woke up to a series of light licks to his face and neck. The human blushed and giggled as he slowly woke up. The Australian Cattle Dog was already dressed and groomed, and the scent of coffee hung on his breath. Max smiled and, tail wagging,...
Events of an Uneventful Freshman Year: The Cat's Out of the Bag
Brutus, Chris, Thomas, Sarah, and Daniel, sat around the large mahogany table and began to dig into the imposing Thanksgiving dinner that Sarah and Chris slaved over all day. It was late, about 8 o' clock, but Daniel and Thomas had stocked up on snacks...
The Headsman and the Pianist: Life's Too Short
Generally I don't write disclaimers before my stories but, I feel that a disclaimer is warranted due to the subject matter that I will be exploring in this series. Aside from the gay relationships and accompanying sex. This series will also contain...
The Bandleader: Adagio
"What the hell do you mean I have to do it again?" Damon groaned and slapped the side of his fake plane's cockpit, "Why can't you just tone down the gore with CGI?" The Dalmatian was strapped into a very realistic looking cockpit and sitting in front...
Events of an Uneventful Year: Parting Isn't Always Sweet Sorrow
Chris yawned and pressed himself back into Mitch's warm grasp. The Wolf wrapped his arms around the human tighter and ruffed quietly. He started to sniff, and his eyes opened wide. The scent of eggs, bacon, and freshly brewed coffee wafted into the...