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I kept my hand on the back of Nick's the entire way back into the well lit area where everyone else was standing. I couldn't get him away from the others fast enough. It was like...I could feel them staring at us from behind, but I didn't dare to turn around. I can't believe that I actually allowed them to put their hands on my kid brother. After the threats and the danger and the overall weirdness they put me through...I should KNOW better. Why can't I shake them? Or this feeling of their influ
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The house had been completely silent for nearly twenty minutes when I was finally able to think clearly again and take a silent inventory of all that had been damaged in the attack. I slipped my bare feet into a pair of sneakers just inside the door of our bedroom, and slowly moved further out into the warzone. My body was still buzzing with the overwhelming fear that had gripped me just moments ago, but my curiousity kept me moving. Everytime I attempted to calm down, a small piece of glass wou
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The second the liquid washed over my tongue, my throat locked up and I spattered it out all over my shirt, coughing wildly from the burn of it! "ACKK!!! Jesus!!!" I can see why something like this would come as such a shock to my father in the middle of a church service! The others roared with laughter as I spit it out and tried to wipe the excess off of my tongue with my finger. "Hahaha! Take it easy, babe! It's not APPLE JUICE!" Kristin giggled. Despite the fact that I was covered in alco
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I lay there on the dingy carpet of the old living room. My entire body alive with a series of tingly sensations that swept from one end of my young naked body to the other in a constant tide of unrestricted bliss. I didn't even know that I was smiling until I made an actual conscious effort to notice. I don't think that I've ever been more relaxed in my entire life. It was as if my body had been relieved of its every tension. Protected from every harmful circumstance or troublesome thought in ex
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The truck lazily bounced along down the old dirt road, while I just sat there in silence. Not really lost in any particular thought so much...it was more like...my mind had gone 'blank' for a while. Shut down. Attempting to process the events of the last few days all at once, and feeling the ideas and images get clogged up in the small window of my realization. At age 14, I may not have been the most experienced person in the world...but I wasn't stupid, and this wasn't normal. So why did I cont
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Young Wesley has spent his life trying to be a decent boy. Always holding back, always trying to make the right decision. But when a young group of delinquents step into his life, they begin to free him from what he knew as being right and wrong. However, these other teens are a lot more than what they seem. Beware the full moon, the new moon, and every dark hour in between!
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Maybe it was the emotional drain of the night before that made me sleep so deeply that night. My father had a pretty hard time just waking me up that morning. And even THEN I felt like my body was made out of cold mashed potatoes. But my Dad was determined to get me up and dressed for the day. I suppose after having the decency to actually pay me a compliment the other night, he didn't want me letting it go to my head. Might make me slack up on my duties if he thought he was losing a bit of that
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I heard the springs of my mattress squeek gently, and I looked over my shoulder to see Prince jumping up there to sniff at my pants. "What are you up to, Mr. Frisky?" I grinned. But he was too busy 'searching' to answer me. That's when he bit into my back pocket and started eating the brownie out of it. He pulled it out and was chomping down on it so fast that there was simply no time to save it. Besides, the second I stepped closer, he froze, got down on his front legs, and was just waiting to
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We continued on our way out of town, blasting that song on repeat so that I could get used to singing it. I guess it was some kind of weird initiation for them or something. I didn't know how else to explain it. And they encouraged me to 'let go' every minute. I never really thought of myself as uptight, but the more I felt that sense of moral restriction uncoil itself, the more liberated I felt. It was like untying a knot in your stomach, and breathing freely at last. I loved it. The madne
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You cannot imagine the experience...having never been touched like this by another human being in this way before, to be so sexually confused, trying to hide everything you feel for so long, to have your body set into a frenzy with maddening teenage hormones...and then to finally get that first taste of what you've been longing for. To get that taste in such a miraculous abundance that not even your dreams could have created a better scenario. Not just 'sex'....no. Sex with boys. Beautiful, youn
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Young Wesley has spent his life trying to be a decent boy. Always holding back, always trying to make the right decision. But when a young group of delinquents step into his life, they begin to free him from what he knew as being right and wrong. However, these other teens are a lot more than what they seem. Beware the full moon, the new moon, and every dark hour in between!
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Was I dreaming? It didn't feel like any dream I'VE ever had. It was much too real. Much too exhilirating. Even without the advantage of control, I had never felt so free. The fabricated images passed magically behind my closed eyes as I slept. Flawlessly creating a 3-dimensional experience that excited all of my senses simultaneously. I couldn't believe what was happening to me, but I didn't want it to stop. I felt myself standing in an endless field of tall green grass. Shirtless. Bar
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I walked further away from the cliff. Hoping to assimilate into the party crowd and somehow forget my growing eagerness to get myself into what I KNEW would be trouble. But the more I tried to blend in with what was going on around me, the more enticed I was by the small handful of mischievious teens who were dettached from it all. Even Kriegar, who was now drunkenly walking on the edge of the beach...stepping forward with one foot on the sand, and the other splashing away in the water. He didn'
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Sebastian helped me up to the top of the cliff, the 40 foot drop to the beach almost making me dizzy with it's view of the party below. But Sebastian didn't let me look at it for very long. He put his fingertips lightly on my chin and turned my head in his direction. I was breathing so hard that my chest was heaving. But he never broke a sweat. Never gave a single sign of distress. I suppose someone that gorgeous wouldn't have to. He stared into my eyes with the sexiest smile I had ever wit
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Young Wesley has spent his life trying to be a decent boy. Always holding back, always trying to make the right decision. But when a young group of delinquents step into his life, they begin to free him from what he knew as being right and wrong. However, these other teens are a lot more than what they seem. Beware the full moon, the new moon, and every dark hour in between!
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Sometimes...I wake up in the middle of the night...and I can still feel it. It's like an itch, tickling its way through my mind. Haunting me. Taunting me. I wonder if it is just a figment of my imagination. Or perhaps...if I just wish it was. It had been almost five years now since I had been free of them. At the age of 19, I was now moving forward into reality. A somewhat normal life. I was beginning to view my whole experience as just some surreal hellish fantasy. A nightmare that I had final
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Kyla gave me a warm grin, and she looked me up and down for a moment. "Let me guess..." she said, "...you're here for some kind of 'punishment', aren't you?" "Hehehe, how'd you guess?" "First of all, you swore when you bumped into me. Second, you're wearing clothes that don't look like they've been drained of all their attitude by some kind of 'water down' machine. And lastly, most church boys would be running around here grinning and singing to themselves with their enthusiasm on cons
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Young Wesley has spent his life trying to be a decent boy. Always holding back, always trying to make the right decision. But when a young group of delinquents step into his life, they begin to free him from what he knew as being right and wrong. However, these other teens are a lot more than what they seem. Beware the full moon, the new moon, and every dark hour in between!
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This had to be the day. It just had to be. I had dodged around it, avoided it, hid from it, and denied it until I just couldn't bare to live with the secret anymore. I was in love. I knew it was love, because I've never thought about another person so much. My dreams, my visions, my sexual fantasies, my every waking thought and action seemed to revolve around one other person, and if I didn't say something soon, I knew I'd never find a love like this again. Not ever. This feeling inside me was j
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New Kid In School's Ryan tells how he met Randy from his point of view.
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Had I missed it before? Or maybe I noticed it and just put it out of my mind because my mind was so incredibly wrapped up in Kevin all the time? Or maybe it was the fact that Doug had stopped kidding around long enough for me to take a good look at him and 'see' him. Not 'look' at him...but to really 'see' him. Who knows? But sitting there in that coffee shop, dimly lit even at this time of day to create a comfortable atmosphere, Doug all dressed up looking cute...what can I say? He was a comple
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Waking up to thoughts of him was the best part of my day. Always was. Kevin was such a wonderful rainbow in my world, such a glorious piece of life's puzzle for me. That's what made me give him as much as I did, and that's what always hurt me so mercilessly in the end. At this point, I should probably be used to it by now. Kevin and I had been friends for a while, maybe a year or two. And it was such a blessing, having him there. He was such a genuine individual, with these beautiful though
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Chris has a crush on Kevin, but Kevin is busy dating other guys and doesn't seem to notice that Chris exists.
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Both Rory and I finished our sandwiches, and then sat there and talked for so long that the manager behind the counter actually started to give us dirty looks. Hehehe, hell, we didn't even really NOTICE it had been almost two whole hours since we sat down with one another. I guess we WERE kinda loitering, weren't we? I told him that we should go, and he looked at his watch. "Omigod! Hehehe, we've wasted half of our date in this one place!" The sound of it perked my ears up, and I raised an
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It became a daily ritual for me to look at Rory's picture every time I sat down at my computer. I couldn't help myself. Something about the depth of his dark brown eyes just...sighhh...they reminded me of his uniquely entertaining personality online. I mean...it gave me such a clear picture of him with every word that he typed out on that screen. He instantly made me talk to him on my own account, now that we had both come clean about the weirdness going on before with Kyle. And I was happy to o
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