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“Morning Sunshine, how’re you doing this fine morning?” Zach looked up with his one good eye and saw a short, skinny woman, with straight, shoulder length blonde hair and hardly any breasts, but with the warmest smile he’d seen in a long, long while. Her name tag said, “Margo Ledbetter, LPN.” He waited a moment as the events of the previous night flooded through his mind and he silently took inventory of his body. There was the cast on his right arm, the bandage over his left eye, and an incr
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“This is the deal,” David said as Zach rolled up his sleeping bag. “You will be responsible for Paul and Franny while they’re with us, except for the time when Paul is with me at the track. Do you think you can handle that?” “Babysit a nine year old and a six year old?” Zach asked. “Sure, I can handle that.” “You know, Zach, there’s something about your attitde that troubles me.” “Yeah, well, how am I supposed to act? In the past year my life has been one fuckup after another. And, now
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Zach looked out the window wall of his new bedroom. Uncle David’s condo was on the nineteenth floor of a twenty-two story building on the north side of Pill Hill, named for all the hospitals and clinics on it. Zach had an unobstructed view of Lake Union and most of Seattle north of the Ship Canal. In the far distance, he could just make out the red brick buildings of North Park Memorial Hospital. As he stood there, a seaplane flew past the building heading down toward the lake. After a few momen
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Bruce and Jerry were sitting at their regular table when Zach walked into the Union on Monday. He bought a tuna salad sandwich and an iced tea then went over to the table. “Hey, the prodigal child returns,” Bruce said. “Haven’t seen much of you, but who was that cute kid with you at Gay Pride? We didn’t see you at the parade, and then only briefly around the street fair. You were on the other side of the street and then you were gone.” “Jeremy wanted to see what it was all about,” Zach sai
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Zach spent most of Sunday with Steven. When he arrived at the apartment Steven was neatly dressed in pressed khakis and a short-sleeved, green dress shirt, but had sandals on his feet, though he was wearing white socks. Steven directed Zach up to Capitol Hill to a small parking lot beside a quaint, gray stone church. Steven slipped two tightly folded dollars bills into the pay box and they went inside. There couldn’t have been more than fifteen parishioners sitting in two rows of pews that could
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Zach sat on the futon calmly listening to a string of foul words emanating from Steven’s mouth. Mostly, it centered around the fact there wasn’t any money. “You could’ve least charged him a hundred bucks for a blow job,” Steven said sitting down on the other end of the futon. “Charlie is always good for a hundred bucks, he understands this shit isn’t free, you gotta pay the piper.” “I didn’t do anything to Charlie,” Zach said. “Even when he drove me over here, I didn’t offer to do anything
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Zach and Steven stood out in front of Steven’s apartment building waiting for Charlie to show up. Summer was still two weeks away, yet it was a warm, clear evening. The clouds that brought early morning showers were now far to the east beyond the mountains. Zach was done up in his tight jeans, clearly advertising his seven inch pleasure tool, and a blue, black, and white Western-style shirt with shiny chrome buttons with mother of pearl insets. With his Stetson and snakeskin boots, he was about
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“Zach! What are you doing? Anything important?” “And, a wonderful hello to you, too, Steven,” Zach said, wondering what could be so important on a Wednesday evening. “I’m studying. I’m in college. That’s what college students do. God, I never imagined there’d be so much reading.” “Well, you’re the fool who decided to take four subjects this term,” Steven said. “Look, kiddo, I need a really big favor.” “What?” Zach asked. There was a queasy feeling in his stomach and it wasn’t from suppe
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When Zach came back from the cafeteria Sunday morning with a growing bubble of gas in his stomach, he knew Nopaco’s definition of edible food was not the same as his. He was either going to have to find a new place to eat, or start buying groceries and eat them in his room. When he came to the little rhododendron grove outside Boyle Hall he knew he wasn’t going to make it up to his room. He stepped inside the shady glade and immediately noticed quite a few lumpy puddles of puke, the odor of whic
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"I’d gone on a week-long canoe trip on the Buffalo River in Arkansas with three of what used to be my best friends: Steve Norris who was a wide receiver; Blake James a halfback; and, Todd Benjamin, the other halfback. We’d done it the year before and I was looking forward to another good time out in the wilderness during summer break before our senior year. You know, doing guy stuff. Well, anyway, there’s a big pool in the river that’s miles from any trail so you can only get to it by boat and p
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Zachary Alexander is a normal teen growing up on a cattle ranch in Eastern Oklahoma. He's the quarterback of his high school football team, which took the State Championship. During the summer before his senior year, Zach goes on a canoe trip with three of his friends. An incident occurs on that trip which dramatically alters Zach's life. He is branded a homosexual by those friends and life goes horribly wrong.
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Almost exactly two years later, Six sat on the porch swing of his uncle’s lodge along the eastside of the Bitterroot Mountains south of Missoula. A soft, early snow was falling and slowly whitening the frozen front lawn. Although his body shivered slightly from the cold, his parka and wool sweater were doing a good job of keeping his upper body warm. The cup of hot coffee helped, too. His bare feet? Well, it was morning and even though it was snowing, why put on boots just to sit on the porch an
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The constant, angry thrum of Hueys filled the jungle with an eerie din as automatic weapons chattered among the trees. Eric felt a strange burning in his hand and looking—half expecting to see a wasp injecting its venom—he saw nothing below his elbow. The shockwave of a 105 exploding somewhere close by swept over him as he looked up into the medic’s pale blue eyes. “You’re doin’ okay, lieutenant,” the boy said. “You saved us.” “For bravery in the face of an overpowering force” the citation
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Kevin stared at the door to their suite as the image of Eric almost striking him lingered in his mind. They’d fought before, it was simply the nature of the beast within them, but never had it gotten to the point of physical violence. They didn’t even yell at each other. Theirs were fights of silence, of not talking for days, once for nearly a month, and always they slowly came back into a mutual harmony that eventually brought them back together. Today, though, was much different. Eric actua
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He looked up into her face as she rode the thing strapped to his thighs. She hadn’t wanted to wait until the weekend, so they were doing it now. He could see she was nearing another orgasm by the way she held her eyes shut and gritted her teeth. He remembered seeing that earlier when they were working themselves up enough courage to put the thing on and put it into her body. She’d said she wasn’t a virgin, having used similar devices before, but when he watched her the first time, he knew she wa
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Six and Cheri had just come out of the shower and were cuddling on the bed seemingly not caring that Casey was watching what they were doing. They were, of course, naked and they were softly kissing and their hands gently stroked and petted their bare skin, but they didn’t have erections leading Casey to believe they’d taken care of that in the shower. The two of them were always doing that, taking care of each other without him. Well, they did have sex with him. In the past two and a half mo
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The other man was taller, but had less hair on his head. What was there had been cut to less than a half-inch crew cut. His fair skin, so smooth in their youth, was splotchy with liver spots. The tired, sleepy eyes drew him closer. They kissed. Jim recoiled from the reek of acrid tobacco fumes filling the man’s mouth. Black viscous ooze dribbled out of the corners of the man’s mouth, smoke puffed out his nostrils with every breath, and a hideous red tumor began to grow out of his neck.
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Where do you go when you don’t have any plans? There were lots of places to go, but most of them were too obvious and someone might come looking. No, he had to act out of character and go somewhere no one could expect him. It might make him uncomfortable, but that was the price he had to pay right now. The gun was the surprise. He hadn’t expected to need one, but now he did because with a gun he could inflict serious injury, maybe even death. He was still working on the death part as he’d nev
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Earlier that day Six awoke to the sensation that someone was in his room. He’d been back barely twenty-four hours and was already anxious to get out of the hospital. He tried dozing back into some incoherent dream that made him feel strangely elated, almost the same feeling as when his mother took him out for pizza instead of one of her fancy restaurants where he had to wear a shirt and tie. “Ah, you’re awake,” a voice said. Six smiled. It was the old man. Maybe he actually was real or was
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“So you’re Casey,” a deep voice said behind Casey. He looked up from the washbasin at a young man, probably in his early twenties. The face was long with close set brown eyes. The sun highlighted brown hair was long, hanging damp below the shoulders. Further down dark hair covered a plain, unremarkable chest. The arms were long and slender. In fact, everything about the young man looked long and slender. Casey wondered if that was true of the towel covered cock, too. Then he wondered why h
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Ben winced from the sharp pain emanating from his rectum as Jason pounded into him. There was no surprise in the act, as he knew it was coming as soon as he walked in the door from an uneventful meal at the cafeteria. The forearm to his jaw had knocked him back into the door and down onto the floor in a series of shuddering thuds as his body didn’t bounce off the hard surfaces. He sat stunned by the physical and mental shock and, while trying to come to his senses, felt himself being pulled up t
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How am I supposed to do this with a hole through me? “Didn’t I tell you that you are just a manifestation of yourself,” the old man said. He walked over to the boy and put his hand on the boy’s abdomen. The hole was covered with skin when he removed his hand. He did the same thing to the hole in the back, the open wound where the foreskin had been removed, the swelling, and discoloration of the scrotum, and took the bandage off the boy’s eye. “There you go, all back to normal. When are you go
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The first thing Casey noticed about Peter’s driving was that he was extra careful and a bit too slow, which didn’t fit at all with the car, a red ’97 Corvette. New to the area, Casey had no idea whether they were heading directly to the University Medical Center or Peter was taking secondary arterials to avoid too much traffic. He just sat back and tried to enjoy the ride. Unfortunately, Casey’s mind was too busy to relax. Six was still in the hospital, in a coma, which the doctors couldn’t e
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College life wasn’t going as Casey expected. Of course, it was only the second day as he headed out the front door. It was hot and humid and reminded him of home except there weren’t any palm trees and the air wasn’t so gray. He had his backpack, laptop, cell, and Shuffle. He was dressed as a fat kid with loose clothes to hide all the extra skin. He was a twelve-year-old fat kid that had sucked the cock of a sixty-year-old transvestite he had slept with the previous night. He could very well chu
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The errant sits upon the fallen rock Eagles and other beings of the sky Soar up to touch the Power within Chapter 15, v. 18-20 He was upon that rock. He’d been here before when cast down from the five aeries. At home in Portland, two bald eagles nested atop a tall fir tree on the lower reaches of their property. Someone further up the hill paid them to cut off the tops of their trees to improve his view. Six watched the eagles soar and reel in the sky, but they were very protective of t
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