Hunter Thomson

Thanks for the kind words. Sex scenes are always the hardest for me to write, so I'm glad you enjoyed the one I ended the chapter with. Devin's adventures have only just begun, and I hope you enjoy the rest of them.

I would never stop the story without it getting to its full conclusion. Devin still has the rest of college for me to write about... and who knows. When that finishes up, maybe I'll want to write beyond college. I know when I was in college, I met a whole bunch of people that I thought would be good for me, who ended up being a bit less than good for me. I'm looking forward to continuing on with this story, it feels a bit more natural than The Last Out did. Must be experience or something.

I was finally on my way. It was the week before school started at Whitman College; I was in the passenger seat of my car leaving everything I had ever known before then and heading off on what was going to be a crazy new adventure in college. Dad was driving the car while I switched between trying to get some more sleep and also looking around to see what else there was on the way between Colfax and Whitman College. It was really hard to believe I was going to be leaving my little town behind an

Devin has graduated and made it to the school of his dreams. As he grows more comfortable with himself, he has to learn what it means to be in a long-distance relationship and to finally be on his own. With new friends and rivals, how will Devin navigate what it means to be a gay athlete, or will he give up his sports career to protect himself from homophobic abuse?

I love curling, and I love my new team. The boys and I already know each other really well, or at least I know most of them pretty well from having played with them in past years, though never all together. The only one I don’t know was this Brady guy, but he’s a friend of Adam, so he can’t be that bad. It’s weird to be playing with Charlie again. He’s changed a lot since we first played together and I’m actually excited to be on a team with him; he’s gotten way better as a player, and actually

Many of you will probably know that outside of my writing here and the small pile of pseudo-educational jobs I do, I'm also a political activist and one-time candidate. This is not a blog post to go on and on about my politics, but simply to set the context for everything else. Five years ago I helped pass an anti-homophobia and anti-transphobia school board policy, and since then I've had the distinct pleasure of watching people become less worried about anti-LGBTQ discrimination in my hometown's schools. Since then, other school board and countries have moved towards greater legal acceptance of LGBTQ rights and freedoms, but many youth still feel like they can't come out for fear of or familial rejection. I'm working with some of my activist friends in the real world to help create an anthology, based on the Chicken Soup books, that would showcase the lived experiences of ordinary LGBTQ people coming out in all aspects of their lives and showing that things do get better. I'm looking to eventually have 101 stories, just like the series I'm using as my template, and different sections where the stories could be found, such as coming out to parents, to siblings, at work, to friends and a few other sections that could possibly make sense. I'm the first to admit that my circle of friends is not terribly diverse, and that we also come from very similar backgrounds as activists (which I fully admit are not the same as normal humans. Our lives are much less joyful.) which may not resonate with everyone else. I'd be honoured to have people submit their stories, or if this is something the community wants to do together and publish, we can find a way to make that happen. I want this to happen, so it will happen; I'd like it to happen with the people I've met here, all the writers and the people who know how to spin a good yarn and help potentially use our writing gifts to help out kids. Thanks for reading, and hopefully thanks for your support.

You come highly recommended. I'm interested in how things are starting off, and I can empathize with Casey. I'm looking forward to seeing how the rest of your story is written.

Welcome Dimitrius, I hope you enjoy your time here among us. There's so many of us writing at all times that it can be difficult to keep up with whoever you find interesting. I'm sure over time you'll find stories and writers who appeal to you and who you end up following.

Not sure if you're serious or not... either way, the stereotype is sort of unfortunate considering how many of us are/were athletically inclined.

Wow. Earlier today I posted chapter 18 of The Last Out, which is amazingly the final chapter of the story I've spun around Devin and Alex. I'm writing this and it feels surreal to me to have finished it (again, actually) and to have it published on a site like Gay Authors. I can't help but think 'what a strange, magical journey this story and I have gone on together'. The Last Out was never meant to be published. Not originally anyways. This was meant to be a guilty pleasure and escape, something I wrote to make sure I didn't lose my sanity during a stressful period in my life. I never thought it would be anything other than a piece of erotica, but somewhere along the way I melded it and molded it into something more than that. It became more than smut and as it did so, the characters became more than constructs to me, they became real, with real lives and real frustrations and real joy, and sometimes even real pain as I wrote and built up the people I'd created in my mind. I have no idea how I'm supposed to feel right now. I'm relieved to have finished it and put it all out there for people to read, but I'm also sad, knowing that it's now here and this vehicle I've created to tell stories isn't as open to me anymore. It'll live like this forever, and it's sort of like letting go of someone you cherish to do so. I wish there was more I could do with the story, or that I could go back and add to chapters wholesale, but its too late for that anyway. I read somewhere that any piece of art requires two people to create it; one to create the piece, and one to stop the creator from continually fiddling with it. I suppose that's true, since I'm continually thinking of how I would change certain things. I'm glad I did it. This gave me a chance to explore certain sides of myself that I didn't think I could. This won't be the last you hear of me, and it won't be the last you read about Devin and Alex.

Such is the cycle of life, even in literature. A story starts with potential, grows and matures and eventually comes to its natural end. But, like all life cycles, where there is death there is also renewal. Devin is graduating high school, and Alex will be going back for another couple years of classes. There's a whole world out there that I want to explore. This isn't the last that we've seen of Devin and Alex, I would miss my characters too much to abandon them now. Again, to you and all of my readers, I thank you from the bottom of my heart. This was a labour of terror for me to step out and write, and I'm absolutely tickled pink that its been well received by this community. Passing over my philosophizing and being sentimental, I'm glad you enjoyed the dynamics and growth behind Devin and Alex's relationship. There's a lot to be said about how quickly the dynamics in a high school relationship can change, so I'm glad you think it was well done. Over and out, at least until the next one.

This was it, this was the last time that all of us would be in one building together, and would probably be the last time that I saw most of these people in my life. I was going to go on and do better for myself, and I wasn’t afraid of what the future had planned for me. I was happy with how things were, but I was also terrified of leaving even though I knew it would work out in the end. It was graduation day, and I was waiting at home with Alex. Alex wouldn’t be going up on stage with me, of c

Hello Robert. You're definitely my most loyal fan of The Last Out. Sadly, we're now heading into the last chapter, but I hope you're going to enjoy it too. Prom is more of an American thing, I've found. I know that we had things like Winter Formal and the grad dinner/dance up here in Canada, but they didn't have the same social impetus that Prom does in America. Most people didn't go to the Winter Formal, which actually got a little depressing, and there wasn't a lot of spontaneity in our Dinner/Dance either. I think that's an inexperience thing. When you finally are doing something other than playing with yourself, it feels so good that some people can get lost in the moment and forget that's another person that's causing that pleasure for you. I wanted to capture that youthful naivete and the idea that Devin was completely lost to everything around him. Perhaps some of it even stems from a backlash against what Sean perpetrated against him? I'm not sure, psychology is not my forte, but perhaps that could be a potential reason for the shift in Devin's behaviour.

As always, I'm glad that you're enjoying The Last Out. I remember the first time I went through college applications (we're not allowed to ask how many separate times I've applied for college now ) and how stressful it was to figure out just where to apply to. Everything about college has become more expensive, and its scary to think about what it must be like in America, where college costs are much more onerous for students. I think that the sneaking around to have sex adds a certain element of danger to the acts. The fear of being caught in the middle of an intimate moment is a very powerful stimulant, both for fear and for arousal. It's also a very natural, typically teenaged response to trying to explore without getting in trouble. Thanks again, as always, for reading and being a loyal fan.

Oh my god, it was prom night. Thinking back now, I really shouldn’t have left things so late to get ready with Alex, or to even ask/be asked if I wanted to go with him. No one ever really talks about the fact that there’s a shit ton of things to do in order to get ready for prom. You just sort of assume that it’s all prepared for you and that you just have to show up, dance, and then see how things go afterwards. I didn’t realize you had to go get things fitted and figure out all these other pla

A month went by and it seemed like everything was going back to normal. My dad had been a real big supporter of mine, and I was able to recover pretty quickly from what happened both physically and emotionally. Alex and I were doing pretty well as well. Of course, we weren’t able to be alone with each other when either of our parents were around, but at least we were able to spend time together. Today we were just lounging around in my room. It was getting warmer outside since it was the end of

I have no cats, but instead I have cannibal spiders. ...Great.

I am guilty of this, except the common response is for them to eat their fallen comrade. I'm just sayin, that spider body didn't go away on its own.

Happy Birthday dear SacredLove. I hope your day is full of wonder and the fulfillment of all your dreams.

Wow. That was fast, were you waiting for it to pop up? It feels like everything is coming together for Devin now, but with the end of the school year coming, there's sure to be more that keeps Devin's attention.

Ask and ye shall receive my friend, chapter 15 is now waiting for your love and attention. I think part of it is that I did not explicitly say that Sean was going to meet Annabelle. I left clues, but nothing that would obviously make it clear that she and Sean had met that night. I won't say more, as chapter 15 helps answer some of your questions. We're in the home stretch here, heading towards the conclusion of one part of Devin's story.

I couldn’t really believe that I was doing this. In all my life, I had never run away from home. Certainly never just to go see someone that I was in a relationship with, but now here I was, running silently down the street at night, knowing that it was going to take half an hour to get to Alex’s house and not caring about how much trouble I could get in once I got there. All I knew was that right now I needed to see Alex and make sure that he was okay and that he wasn’t too freaked out from how

Everyone gathered in the base one last time at sunset. Keeper was there, standing with Miss Morgan at the entrance to the base, while the Rangers stood around the old holographic map and started at their two mentors. Both of them had aged significantly since their mission had begun years ago to collect and safeguard all of the Energems, and at long last, with the help of the Dino Charge Power Rangers, they had finally succeeded. Miss Morgan pressed the box with all ten of the Energems into Keep

I think that in hindsight, I would have clarified the story a bit more and made it more clear that Sean was driving home from meeting with Annabelle. My hope was to have it be implied that he had reneged on his word and actually shared the pictures, and that he was in the car accident on his way home from the meeting. This is a challenge for me in my writing; I'm writing it from a first person perspective, so there's only so much I can let the reader know about Sean's condition because Devin himself doesn't know it. I will say that it's been noted before that I need to do something to make the situation more realistic. Devin should at least have heard something on the news about an accident, or otherwise have gotten more information. The lack of knowledge could make sense the morning after it happened, particularly if it did happen later at night. But, at a certain point he should have either found out organically or at least had the curiosity to go and check, especially after being accused of killing Sean. Regarding Dad and Annabelle... Mr. Williams is going to be developed further; that relationship between father and son needs to be expanded, and there are a few things I have in mind to do with him. I hear what you're saying about Annabelle and Parker, I think that they could do with a bit more exposure, and in doing so it would naturally lend them more to character growth. Thanks so much for your review, I'm glad that you enjoyed it so far.

Dad was home, shit! Alex and I started scrambling to put on our clothes, and I saw Alex flush and his eyes went really wide. I was about to ask him what was wrong when I heard a voice call out. “Devin, where are you? And whose shirt is this on the couch? Do you have someone here?” That’s not good, dad just found Alex’s shirt, and when he comes to find us both in my room he’s probably going to put a few things together, especially since the room smells like sex, we’re both covered in cum that w