The leash that I had on myself popped. In an instant, our tongues were in war. Nibbling, kissing, and biting all at once. His hands pulled at my short black hair to bring my face closer and I lifted him by his soft ass cheeks up to me. Our five inches dif...
Maybe I was wrong. Maybe what I felt has damned me to deepest pits in hell, but it couldn't be help. I love himMy little brother and I have always been close. He was born prematurely when I was two. So since then I dedicated seventeen years of my life to...
He was there again. On a Sunday, underneath the same oak tree that block the view from every one walking around in the park. He was sitting in a hallow that the root of the tree made. It was like a little campfire circle. His brown hair was whipping aroun...
This was it. Cliff, the keyboardist/lead singer of our band, the dangerously serious bad boy type, was going to make me, Keith AKA Sir Clumsy, his. My heart has always been owned by Cliff, even if he didn't know. There's just this aura of protection and s...
The thing about being in a band is that you get a lot of attention. When I say that you get a lot of attention, I do mean A LOT. Cliff, the lead singer was the best mate a guy, like me, could have. I was hopelessly clumsy. Though he'd be harsh about me no...
They all seemed to get along so well. As a band we all are supposed to get along well. All of them were hot. Keith was the shy one of the group and rather the clumsiest, but he was the best lead guitarist there was. Cliff and John were half brothers. Same...
