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. . . and his body arched in uncontrolled passion. Joined together, with Scott‘s arms around the guy's muscled back, their lubricated pelvises ground together frantically. He could hear himself moaning in pleasure. Now his partner's actions had become more urgent, sending waves of gratification coursing through his own body. Soon began that delicious feeling of losing control as he raced towards orgasm . . . Scott woke up to find he had ejaculated over the bed sheets and his stomach. He la

Chapter Two 2.1 Mark watched as both the Sergeant and Corporal left his office. What an interesting young man is Scott. I know there's more to his story about the encounter with this fellow called Kreek, but I guess he'll get around to telling me in his own good time. He pulled a photo of three vaguely similar boys toward him, and thought about his two other brothers Ken, and Rex. Staring at the photo evoked memories of happy times; the smell of new hewn hay, the crow

Chapter One 1.1 The morning sun rose gently over the scared landscape, heating rocks that were over 2.5 billion years old. This ancient panorama featured gullies of red tinged rocks that contained water holes called Billabongs. In parts, primeval jungle gave way to barren plains of Eucalyptus (Gum) trees and stumpy grass. For over 40,000 years the peoples of this part of Australia had foraged, multiplied, developed customs and rituals, and sought to be in harmony with nature. It wa

Colonel Garth Stamins strode confidently and imperiously into the Press Conference Room. Momentarily blinking in the bright lights, he placed his papers on the lectern and stood facing the room. Behind him filed several Army Officers and supportive staff. He was a tall man - about 6'3' - and carried himself stiffly as much as to deny his 55 years. From a face that was sharp and tanned, piercing grey eyes surveyed the mob of Journo's, army personnel, technicians and spectators. Here at The

At an army barracks in Australia's arid Northern territory, Captain Mark Phillips and Corporal Scott Garnett fall in love. Their only fear is that the army's anti-fraternization rules will force them apart. Then at some stage, their relationship becomes associated with an investigation into the murder of gay servicemen. Consequently, they have to choose between their love for each other and their army careers.

Thanks y'all for getting back. You've confirmed my findings. It would cost $A100 / year to upgrade and I'm not mad at money.

I'm presently using Word 10 for my manuscripts. I've been looking to upgrade to Word 16, but after reviewing W16 I can't find any substantial difference. From a writer's standpoint is it worth paying for the upgrade?

Hope you enjoy. Thnx for reading

Yes I've changed my font in all my other stories. Thnx for the comment

Thanks Wesley. . . . I always have a special place in my heart for 'Sammy'. I've often been asked to write a sequel and it's still a live prospect. Thanks again - we authors love to get feedback; it makes writing much more enjoyable

This is a wonderful story. At times it was a painful read, but I really enjoyed the change of aspect i.e using a 'straight' guy as the main character. Adams pain is something we've all experienced so whilst being familiar it's also very raw. David's metamorphosis from Homophobe to a caring person was really enjoyable. I didn't quite agree with the boys being 'grounded' for challenging the homophobe teacher; I say to them both - well done! Also, I reckon the school should've taken a more proactive response to homothuggery. What about Dave's parents? Will they eventually come around? Graeme, thank you for sharing this wonderful tale.

Thnx for your comments. It's really helpful to us scribblers to hear from readers particularly with helpful comments. Yes, you're right about the switch; I racked my brains on how to handle this. I opted for the intersession thinking that the blood and bruising would be significant camouflage. But you're right, Adlai and Tavi are different physically and I missed this. I was thinking I'd write a sequel involving Cephas and Amenco as I downplayed their relationship in the story. I didn't want anything to distract from the main plot; I still may do this. Thnx again . . . I was delighted to hear from you.

Sorry,I started to read but was put off by your formatting. The first chapter is one long paragraph of 3500 words. Can I suggest you make a seperate line for each conversation and split the chapter into smaller paragraphs; it's easier for the reader. You have a Great story, and well told. Be kind to your readers.

In my 80 year journey, I've hardened myself emotionally. I have never been in love- I've simply had close friendships with benefits. My early years exposure to life has led me to this unfortunate position. Then I came across 'Brittle as a Bird' and at the end I cried. I cried for Joey and all the hate and abuse he'd encountered at such a young age; I cried for Allan his lover, who died having succumbed to that awful disease. I cried for Gene who, like me, decided that living a lie was a safer course. But I did not cry for Joey's mum nor Allan's stepfather. They deserve neither pity nor succor. I gather that the genus of the story was from real life and I must say 'Ronyx' that you've done a masterful job. I couldn't put the story down. I congratulate you and urge you to make the story into an eBook and have it published. Well done!

Ummm . . . not sure what you're getting at. Can you be more specific. Thnx

Some good points JayT, especially about commas. Most times MS Word spellCheck picks up the obvious cooma problems

Well as kids we all like to dress up . . . I can remember trying on my mothers shoes and dressing up as Robin Hood or some such hero. I'm really sorry to hear that you were molested. It's an awful experience - one that is very very hard to forget. I hope you haven't been left with too much of a trauma. When it happened to me I felt ashamed and guilty - thought it was my fault. The memory never goes away. Thanx for sharing

OH wow Rickey, what a sad story. I can identify with growing up alone and unhappy. Writing that poem made me reflect on my life. I spent the first 40 years living a lie and the next 40 years feeling guilty and ashamed. I wanted to pass on my life story only to let people understand that I was wrong and that we should strive to find happiness in the midst of adversity. I love your comment about martial arts and people ending up in the emergency ward. I wish I had done that; maybe all gay kids should do some martial arts training. One thing I'm curious - you say that 'However my parents aunts and uncles knew what I was and they were either Baptist or Catholic.'How can this be? What were you doing that made them think this way? Thnx for responding. I've heard from a lot of guys who also had bad upbringings, so we're not alone.

Thanx . . . your comment is appreciated. I hope you're happy and enjoying this wonderful life we call being gay

Thanx . . . I really appreciate your response. I wish you a very happy life.

Thanx Tim . . . your comment was very much appreciated. We all must guard against those punitive times occurring again. You are to be congratulated on a happy marriage to MIchael. Wish you manny, many more years of happiness.

Thanx . . . Im really appreciated your comment and thanx for taking time to contact me. I guess our problems stem from the bible and christianity. The same Christians who are extolling 'love thy neighbour' are condemning gays. Were it not for the cry of 'the jews killed christ' I doubt if we would have had hatred of the jewish people. My story is but a drop in the ocean of Intolerance.

Thanx Parker . . . your comments encourage me. I'm not the only one who has suffered; have a read of what happened to Alan Turing. A great man cut down by religious bigotry. I hope your life's going well and you've achieved some happiness.

Thanx WolfM. It's all in the past now but a warning to your generation . . . dont let those religious and other right wingers ever get into a position of influence again. Hope your life is going well and that you're happy

Thank you Drew. It was something I needed to do. I'm left with a smouldering anger. No person should have to endure such torture. My story isn't as bad as Alan Turing. Not only did he build one of the first computers he also saved many lives (and shortened the war) by cracking the Nazi Enigma code. What did they do to him. He approached a young man and was caught. He was charged and sentenced to chemical castration. Soon after he killed himself. It's so sad . . . so wasteful. You sound like a really nice person . . . go and have a happy life.