Mark Ponyboy Peters

I arrived home to an empty house but wishing that someone had been there to at least talk to. Even if it had been my father, even that would have been okay, just so long as I wasn't alone to wallow in my self-pity. I needed a distraction, pure and simple, so that in my mind I wasn't stuck going over the events of the day again and again and again. Was that too much to ask? I poured myself a soft drink from the refrigerator and sat at the kitchen table, then moments later my prayers were ans

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The truth always comes out. Or so they say. The revelation that my mother's brother, Bryan, was actually gay came as a real surprise to me. As did the fact that it was my father who had forbidden the information being spoken of. Dad had always been an aloof and often cranky character, but I'd never thought of him as being such a bigot and homophobe. You think you know someone, eh? Maybe my mother was right. I know that just having her know the truth about me felt as if it had lifted a

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Abso-fucking-lutely! I won't put any spoilers out there, but a lot happens with young Gray, and even if it's tough going, he does good! 🙂

When Sunday morning rolled around it basically proved to be a repeat of the day before. Once again, I had been woken by the sound of our neighbours and their lawn mowers. Somewhere a dog was barking, no doubt annoyed at having been woken. After I dragged myself out of bed at around nine thirty, pulled on a pair of boxer shorts and wandered out into the kitchen, I discovered that I was alone in the house. I could see that it was a grey kind of day outside, which matched how I was feeling, bu

Thank you @KKirk for your very kind words. I hope you enjoy my other stories also!

My parents stopped and looked at me as they came through the door. There was no indication by their expressions as to what they might be thinking, and nor did they say anything. Olly must have known something was up, though, as he took one look at me and disappeared down the hall to his bedroom. His slamming of the door was felt all the way through to the kitchen. My gut feeling was that I was going to be in deep shit for staying out so late, not to mention having driven home, presumably un

Oh yes, young Grayson has quite a few things to work out moving forward! 🙂 As for chips and gravy ... yes, great comfort food. The term 'fries' was never really used when I was a kid ... or at least not that I recall. I think it really only started being used here once KFC and Macca's started to take off. As for the gravy ... just what you would have with meat will do. Whatever kind you like. Or you could instead add fried bacon and onion and cheese if you want something different! 🙂 Hmmmm ... I'm getting hungry now! 😉

After leaving the motel room I sat in my car for some time, trembling and fighting back tears. I don't know if that was from the cold or a reaction to what had just happened. Either way, I wasn't in a particularly good way. I was hurting in more ways than I could have imagined, and I don't think I was overreacting. Eventually the shakes began to give way, at least enough to allow me to insert the key into the ignition and turn it. The car started easily, and I pulled the seat belt over my s

@Summerabbacat @weinerdog @chris191070 @Al Norris @centexhairysub @Cane23 @CincyKris @long1jo @pvtguy and everyone else who has commented or reacted ... Thank You all for your feedback! It is truly appreciated! I love how you have all taken to these characters so quickly. And you have all pretty much nailed it with these guys ... Gray is the naive virgin, Mike the somewhat misguided, but still horny mentor, then there's Animal!!! You are all right about what happened in this chapter ... sexual assault, or rape, or whatever you want to call it. Animal is the lowest of low and will deserve anything and everything that gets thrown at him! This story started out life as a simple jack off story ... the adventures of a horny stockboy ... but by the time I finished this chapter I knew that this wasn't the "real" story ... the real story was only just beginning ... so I really, really, really hope that you like what is about to follow! I think you will! MP

At least it's not the Kingswood!

Hmmmm... curiouser and curiouser! I'm hooked! 😋

Hmmmm... I can't recall if I ever gave it a colour ... but if I did in a future chapter then I think I need to make sure it is purple! 😋 Nailed it on all fronts otherwise ... and all will be revealed in due course!!! 😁

The following day was Friday and that morning, as we were breaking up another load of stock that we had received, Mike asked me if I had any plans for the night. 'Not really. Why do you ask?’ 'Animal will be making a delivery this afternoon and will be staying over in town for the night,' he answered. 'And he was asking about you.' Immediately I felt my face flush. Their fresh meat comment from a few days ago came back to me, scrambling any coherent thoughts that I may have had in