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As a major heartthrob in the 8th grade, I got to hang around with some pretty cool people. I wasn't really popular on my own, but my friends were and they kind of gave me my reputation. You know what they always say...only cool guys get to hang out with other cool guys. Everyone was always saying, "David, you're so lucky." Or "David, you could have any chick you want." And at the risk of sounding snobbish...I used to believe them. As far as girls were concerned, I had no trouble. I was practical
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Normally, I would enjoy the rain on a cool Friday night. Normally. But not tonight. Tonight...the raindrops against the window only helped to force my tears to run out of control from my swollen and tired eyes. My hands were shaking, my heart felt hollow and almost nonexistent. As the misery enveloped my body from head to toe, I was amazed that I was even able to dial the phone that night. To call the one person who I thought might actually give a damn that I felt this way. I was soooo tired. So
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This is a key story in the "Rainy Day" update. Brian is forcably outed by the LaCrosse team and he plans to kill himself.
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It was kinda hot that day, even for California, when I was on the set of Terminator 2. I was sooo lucky to be cast as an extra in that movie! I was going to get the chance to meet Arnold Schwarzenegger, and be seen in a sequel to one of my favorite movies of all time. It was perfect! My name is Jason. I'm about 5' 7", 110 pounds, and my 14th birthday was just last week. I've got blond hair down to my ears. You know, that hair that's not quite long, but not quite short either. Anyway, all of
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Dream Lover I felt my eyes slowly flutter open.... A returning awareness to my waking reality... Staring at the dark ceiling above me from my scattered and disoriented cluster of bedsheets, I felt a sudden wave of sleep deprived dizziness wash over me, making the whole world rotate with agonizing frustration! It was that damn noise again. The one that always sounded like it was coming from the other side of my bedroom wall. Or maybe it was from upstairs. I could never quite get a lock on whe
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When Donnie takes it upon himself to experiment with 'lucid dreaming'...his high school friends take it all with a grain of salt. But...when it appears that he's tapped into a world beyond dreams, where he meets a boy who may or may not be a ghost of this current reality, Donnie must fight to break away from what he thought was a fictional relationship...with an evil he wasn't prepared to deal with.
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When we were kids, about 7 or 8 years old, there was nothing that we wouldn't do together. Me and David went together like salt and pepper. My name is Steven, and I was a mess back then. It just seems like I had the biggest head ever! And I was missing my two front teeth and I was just an ugly little pigmy! And David was no better. He was a chubby kid with a shaved, spiked head and he always had cookie crumbs around his mouth. He was shorter than me and was always wearing clothes that just looke
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Steve and David were friends, but David moved away. He came back for a visit and the boys picked up where they had left off.
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Kissing Rodney was always the highlight of my day.
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Josh and Mark were boyfriends until Josh caught Mark kissing Roger. The whole thing explodes and Josh tries to pick up the pieces.
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"A MISUNDERSTANDING??? No...I hardly think this is a misunderstanding!" I shouted at the top of my lungs. It had been four months, four long months, that we had been going out. It was always Josh and Mark, Mark and Josh, we were as close as two 16 year old boys could be. When we met, Mark was everything to me, my friend, my confidant, everything. I trusted him with so much, and there were times when I actually felt safe enough to cry on his shoulder. We had been laughing together for so long tha
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It was a thought to meditate on...being the only gay boy in the area. Or even anywhere NEAR here! Maybe even the whole state is straight! I kinda sulked over it for the next twenty minutes as I wandered the halls, waiting for that last bell of the day to ring. I was in this...'zombie-like' state, where I didn't want to think, didn't want to feel. I just wanted to sleepwalk through the rest of my life, and keep these desires to myself. Locked up and tossed into the dark basement of my soul where
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Marc, Ralphie, Jeff, Mickey, and Daniel. Those are my five 'special missions' today. Five treasures, all waiting to be uncovered. After six months of working on the high school's newspaper, this has to be my most important investigative report yet. Even if it is just for my own benefit and no one else's. My name's Kevin, and this is my experiment. Hopefully one that will bring a lot of good fortune in the long run. You see, I have spent the last three weeks looking all through last yea
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Kevin has a mission... he wants to see what other 15 and 16 year olds in his class are also gay. He experiments to determine.
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"College is definitely a great place to revolutionize your life, try new things, and expand on who you are as a person. Eli is just coming out of the closet, and was lucky to find a hunky boyfriend in a boy named Chris. But when cutie, Devon, ends up in one of Eli's classes, and the two share a bond for their number one passion...will he end up having to choose? Does Cupid always get you what you want on the first try?"
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I tried to read the first page or two of Devon's story in the bedroom that afternoon. And...and...I was instantly captivated. I mean, it was more...'emotional' than anything that he had ever written for class. More complete. And I could tell that, just from reading the first four or five paragraphs. I dove into every word, sucking up every sentence like it was the last sample of printed text in existence. I'm serious, I was literally enchanted by the style of it. To the point where the sound of
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Climbing into bed with Chris that night was....difficult, to say the least. He was snoring soooo loud, his breath was ripe with alcohol, and his hair messy and reeking of sweat and cigarette smoke from running around with those miscellaneous 'people' in our room all afternoon. Even when I had gotten back from my walk, they were still there, shouting for no reason and looking for dumb reasons to laugh at things that weren't even remotely funny. It was SO annoying! And embarrassing me in front of
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The next morning, and most of the night after his first two hours of sleep, Chris was hung over beyond repair. Not only that, but he got sick twice while I was trying to get some extra writing in before my social sciences class. I just woke up with more inspiration leftover from last night, I guess. The story was really beginning to grow into something special, and my emotions were so closely related to what my main character was going through, that pushing out another few pages took no effort a
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I could always tell by the tone of his stifled whimper when he was about to reach his big finish. I could almost count it down to the actual second of orgasm, and this time was no different. I never considered myself a bottom before I actually found my first boyfriend here in college. I never actually 'tested' it out before. Not with another person, anyway. But Chris...mmmm...Chris was everything that I imagined having an actual 'boyfriend' would be like. He was cute and sweet and sexual...
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Jon feels that he isn't good looking enough. That was until the new kid Oren took an interest in him.
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Same old thing, day after day. Same old face, same old body, same old schedule, same old squeaky voice. I know they said that puberty makes you a little self conscious and critical, but this was downright ridiculous. This was not just in my mind, this was not a daydream brought to you by the 'Dream Factory of Jon' (that's me). I was ugly, pure and simple. Nobody is going to fool me into thinking anything different. I was willing to live with it, I was willing to just get by on charm alone, and i
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Matt and Sam's story from the arcade. This story ties in with New Kid In School.
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I used to put faith in that statement, I used to believe that it was true...not anymore. To have loved and lost is by far the most terrible, most disgustingly painful feeling that anyone can possibly bear. To have tasted something so sweet, and then have it taken away from you, to feel that warm glow inside and suddenly realize that you may never feel that sensation again...that's a torture that no one else could possibly understand. Not even me. I know it sounds somewhat odd that a teenage boy
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"DAMMIT!!! Lucky shot you cheap bastard!" I screamed at the top of my lungs. The flashing lights and distracting bells and whistles of the arcade drowned it out though. I couldn't believe Sam had beaten me three times in a row today! I practically invented this game and he was on some kind of lucky streak this week. Sam just laughed at me heartily, brushing his golden hair out of his sparkling green eyes. At times like this, I realized how lucky I was to have him as a boyfriend. It's hard t
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I had been going to the arcade around the corner from my house for as long as it's been open. I'd seen every game that it's ever had come and go, every kid that's ever had a quarter in his pocket has passed through here at one time or another. And considering that I'm gay, it's a good place to pick up "jack off material"! After all, what better place is there in the world than a suburban arcade in Chicago? It's constantly filled to the brim with hot, tight bunned, gorgeous boys. It's usually pre
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