Andy78

I’ve always suffered from periodic bouts of insomnia, but nothing like this. Four days and four nights now without sleep. I don’t mean that I’ve had an interrupted couple of hours a night or something; I quite literally haven’t slept in one hundred and twelve hours and thirty minutes, and still counting. I woke up at nine o’clock on Monday morning, and it’s now half past eleven Friday night. I’ve tried everything. Three different brands of sleeping tablets, hot cocoa, and I’ve now gotten de

Thanks RJ Trying to keep this one under control was a challenge, there were more than a few plot bunnies who reared their heads.

Thanks for reviewing Bill. I enjoyed turning the cliche of the good kid saving the bad boy on its head.

Now there is an understatement if I ever heard one. Brett and I were at a gathering of friends today. Nothing special, just a get together and an excuse to drink alcohol. Most of our friends brought their kids along, and two of them - Michael and Bobby, who is Brett's nephew - who are both ten years old in a few weeks time got talking. I've no idea how they got onto the subject, but Brett and I overheard Michael asking Bobby "So just how do two guys do it?" Brett and I have never hidden our sexuality from our friends or family, so I guess Michael must have assumed that Bobby was aware of the mechanics of how two guys have sex. I was absolutely floored when Bobby said "Well, Uncle Brett sticks his cock up Uncle Andy's arsehole." **sheep and hubby exit stage left with all haste**

Thanks for the review Daithi. I think Scott and JB have been together for so long that they've each started to pick up some of the other's traits They do complement each other and I really enjoyed writing them. I'd never actually thought about writing the story with Scott fancying JB, there are just too many stories out there already where gay teen fancies his best friend. Glad you enjoyed the story

I enjoyed flipping things around in this one. Just because a family has everything it doesn't mean they are good people, and vice versa. Something too easy to forget. I had a couple of friends similar to JB growing up, but I wouldn't have traded them for anything.

Thanks for the review Wayne JB actually comes from the part of me that believes that no kid is all bad. It's not always easy to tell our closest friends our deepest secrets, they are the people we rely on more than most other people.

Thanks for the review hun I've never been a believer in the saying that blood is thicker is water. When I was younger I was always being told that I liked my best friend more than I liked my parents

A really enjoyable read Cia, but it's at least fifty chapters too short Nothing like an unlikely couple suddenly being thrown together. I'd love to find out what happens to the "newlyweds".

Evil Renee does it to me again. Why does she always do the go live when I'm still at work?

My name is Andy, and I'm a GA addict.

Happy birthday Dennis. Hope it was a blast

Take care of yourself Wayne

Because Wayne, you never know if Joann is going to be nice to you or if she's going to tie you up and wax your legs

Happy birthday Scotty, hope you had a great one

Water?? I've heard of that. Not sure what it is. Does it taste nice?

It's nice to know that I'm not the only one to neglect living in London. I've lived in London 27ish years and still haven't been to the House of Commons.

Hope you have a great time John

Happy 21st Stuby

It's so easy to take life for granted. Sometimes we need to just take five minutes and smell the roses - or cuddle a grandson Take care hun

Thankfully my Brett is nothing like either of my parents or I'd have to kill him

Busy week for me. Two short stories posted and I've even submitted my anthology story (and it's a week before the deadline ). I guess I get to have a nice quiet Sunday with my feet up

Count me in. I'll probably overnight in Manchester though and come back home on the Sunday. I'd never be able to make the journey home in one piece after a night on the Jack Daniels

Well, that was a little over eight years ago. They say that after you tell the first person it only gets easier. Whoever said that, seriously needs to get their fucking head checked by the world’s best headpeeper. Having told JB (even after knowing his real name for eight years, it still doesn’t feel right calling him Jordan), it was only fair to tell Martin and Daphne next. Even with JB there beside me, it was the hardest thing I’ve possibly ever done. To say they were shocked was an under

I had thought about skipping school today, especially since we have a supply teacher, who even after a month, still calls all of us by the wrong names. My proper teacher, Ms Uxmore, is pregnant and she decided to take the last couple of months of her pregnancy off. Our teacher’s morning sickness has never gone away, combined with the fact that her hormones are all over the place, she has been struggling more and more to control us as her pregnancy has progressed. My class can be a bit much to