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  1. Drew Payne
    He sat down on the wooden bench, outside the closed gates onto the cliff railway. The gloss painted bench was hard and uncomfortable against his buttocks but that wasn’t his concern. His left leg was throbbing with a sharp and hot pain. The pain had begun again before he’d got halfway back to the cliff railway but he hadn’t stopped to rest, he kept telling himself that he had to get back to the cliff railway, he couldn’t rest until at least he was back at the cliff railway. The determination had
  2. Drew Payne
    When he’d returned back to his mother’s home, when he was finally hidden away in his new bedroom by himself, he’d taken out his new phone and deleted all the gay dating apps off it. Who would want him now? Now he had such a deformed and ugly leg. That brief window in which he’d hoped to find a boyfriend and happiness, or at least a regular sex life, was gone forever. He’d then cried to himself, large silent tears running down his face. He told himself he was crying because of the pain in his leg
  3. Drew Payne
    Thank you for your feedback, it is so helpful to me, it shows me that what I was trying to portray works, you understand where the character is coming from. I don't want to give too much away or give anything away, but this story doesn't end up where you think it is going, there are some plot turns along the way.
  4. Drew Payne
    And I'm such a cynic, seeing how police react and do not react... Well, maybe later, but only after Shaun finds his balls.
  5. Drew Payne
    For the rest of the week he had been primarily under the care of those two physiotherapists, Dee the younger and blonde-haired one and Liz the older one who was the one obviously in charge. She was the one who dictated what exercises and movements he did, always ready to tell him off when he wasn’t working as hard as she thought he should be doing. At first, he’d tried to protest about the pain in his leg and how easily he became tired, but Liz would have nothing of it, she would relentlessly pu
  6. Drew Payne
    His last visitors that day had arrived in the late afternoon. It was a man and a woman, both dressed in business suits. The man was Shaun’s age or a little younger. His brown hair was cut into a style that seemed to be a quiff dominating his forehead and the rest of his hair cut short on his head. His thick, rugby player-like body was squeezed into a cheap, high street store suit. The woman was in her late forties, her pale blonde hair was cut into a neat and short style, while her petite body w
  7. Drew Payne
    “Get away from me you damn vermin!” The old man’s voice shouted, suddenly filled with anger. Shaun glanced towards the noise and saw the old man stood next to the bin. One hand held an empty fast food wrapper, which he was obviously trying to put into the bin, the other hand was waving frantically at a seagull that had swept down and tried at snatch the wrapper out of his hand. “Goddamn vermin!” The old man shouted as the seagull gave up and flow away. What was an American doing in S
  8. Drew Payne
    I just want to say wait and see, I've put a few plot twists in here. Wait and see what happens with those dating apps.
  9. Drew Payne
    Again I don't want to give too much away but you may have something there.
  10. Drew Payne
    I don't want to give too much away but this story is seen only from Shaun's point-of-view, this is just his view of life.
  11. Drew Payne
    I know and I do seem to write about that a lot, but there's more to come than just Shaun's crap mother. Please keep reading.
  12. Drew Payne
    Even though his experience with Paul had ended poorly it still didn’t kill his hope he could met a man via his dating apps, and regularly he’d search through them, contacting men who lived anywhere he considered local. Over and over he’d search for a man on those apps, always a spark of hope somewhere at the back of his mind. He did met men through those apps, many less than he tried to contact, many of those men he would have sex with. If he liked the man then they wouldn’t contact him agai
  13. Drew Payne
    Even as an adult there was no escape from Nathan’s shadow. Repeatedly his mother would compare him negatively to Nathan. Whenever she was annoyed with him, she complained that he was never as good as Nathan. It was worse at work, whenever she lost her temper with him she would attack him for not being as good as Nathan. The worst had been when he’d just turned thirty, the company had received its third complaint about a carer Shaun had employed, the third complaint coming with a threat to remove
  14. Drew Payne
    Thank you for your wonderful feedback. All but one of your questions will be answered. As for the other one, I am already planning two more stories of Shaun's story and that question will be answered in the second story and resolved in the third story. But first, I need to post the rest of the first story in Shaun's trilogy.
  15. Drew Payne
    Shaun sat down on the wooden bench with a sigh of relief and stretched out his left leg against the pain, it was still another hour before he could have his next pain killer. It was the same dull, throbbing pain that he always got in his leg, but this evening it seemed to have arrived extra early. It was barely seven o’clock and already his leg was throbbing so much that he had to sit and rest. His planned walk along the promenade was now out of the question. He’d taken the cliff railway dow
  16. Drew Payne
    One evening, in one man’s life when everything will change. Shaun’s disabled leg has affected his entire life, causing a downward spiral he neither likes nor can live with. It is not just that his life is on hold, it is now falling backwards. On holiday in Scarborough (A northern English seaside resort), he finally faces the realities of his life and decides to take matters into his own hands. A walk along the town’s promenade to clear his thoughts and to help him make up his mind, if only the town’s numerous seagulls would stop following him.
  17. Drew Payne

    Night Terrors

    Drew Payne commented on Drew Payne's story chapter in Night Terrors

    Thank you. I enjoy writing horror/ghost stories and, like everything else I write, I always want it to be about something.
  18. Drew Payne
    The youth, with the blonde cropped hair, was standing by the pool table. He wasn't playing the game, only standing there, trying to give an impression of toughness, watching the two men in leather jackets actually playing the game. The look about him was urban; or what he was trying. He wore green army trousers, dirty work boots, and a white tee shirt, which fitted him as tight as a second skin and he had ripped the sleeves off it. His hair colouring owed more to a bottle of blonde dye then from
  19. Drew Payne

    Night Terrors

    Drew Payne commented on Drew Payne's story chapter in Night Terrors

    I couldn't agree more, that's why I wrote this short story (Even though I used the horror/ghost story format) and posted all those links at the end of it. But I am also so angry at how the mainstream media is just ignoring what is happening there.
  20. Drew Payne
    The First Night. It was sudden. I was awake. I had been thrown out of my sleep. Not the slow and gentle shift from sleep to waking, that comfortable hinterland of dozing to awake-fullness. My eyes were open and I was awake, but it was still night. I was still lying in bed, my back resting against the comfortable mattress, the soft bedclothes still covering my body, I was still there in my darkened bedroom. I turned my head on the pillow and saw James’s sleeping face next to me. His eyes
  21. Drew Payne
    Thanks. I wanted to write a different take on unrequited love.
  22. Drew Payne
    My story inspired by Prompt 715 is finally up and can be read at: https://gayauthors.org/story/drew-payne/stories-written-on-lined-paper/8 It’s called Eleven O’clock and After. It’s taken me so long to post it because I had to finish the story inspired by Prompt 714, but that one turned into a 27,000 word novella. I’ll post that one in serial form, in the New Year. In the meantime, happy reading
  23. Drew Payne
    My story inspired by Prompt 715 is finally up and can be read at: https://gayauthors.org/story/drew-payne/stories-written-on-lined-paper/8 It’s called Eleven O’clock and After. It’s taken me so long to post it because I had to finish the story inspired by Prompt 714, but that one turned into a 27,000 word novella. I’ll post that one in serial form, in the New Year. In the meantime, happy reading
  24. Drew Payne
    I savour the taste. Pushing the sweet and smooth taste around my mouth, feeling the almost velvety texture of it on my tongue. I love the way it melts in my mouth, the crisp crunch when I first bite into it, then so quickly it melts into that smooth and rich paste, which allows me to savour it for so long. I will carefully move it around with my tongue, tasting it with the different parts of my mouth. The pure luxury of it. Today it was cheap milk chocolate from the supermarket, quantity not
  25. Drew Payne
    “What the hell is that?” Darren said as he dropped down on the seat next to me. Only a moment before he’d placed our drinks on the small, round table in front of me. “What’s what?” I said. “That!” Darren pointed at my groin. “You’re hard!” “What of it?” I said, covering my groin with my hand. I was wearing my skinny jeans that night and my half hard cock was easily outlined under the tight denim. “What’s making you horny?” Darren said. “The stripper got me going,” I said,
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