It's been said that suffering builds character. And there are few that know suffering better than young Justin. Only 14 years old, he has found an easy way out. A suicidal tendency that he is hoping will bring an end to his misery. But when he meets a mysterious boy at the end of Navy Pier one dark evening...he is given an alternative. One that will give him purpose, and set in motion the events that will lead to his ultimate destiny....in a world not like our own.
It’s been a while since I posted anything to my XXX Series, so without further ado, here is My First French Kiss, or A Boy and his Redhead. I hope you find it a surprisingly sweet coming of age adventure.
**this story contains graphic sexual situations between consenting minors; three of them**
Reflections of the past, realities of the present, and hopes for the future. These aren't prompts, and anything could wind up here, from poetry to monologues. It's all about words, and the forms they lead us to.
A teen boy and his Gay best friend spot a girl in the Agora one day, and the auburn youth falls head over heels -- much to his friend's surprise. A week later, the boy has a plan to meet her and sets it into action.
**This is an extended preview of my long poem on a classic subject. There are ten Parts to Hymenaios, or the Marriage of the God of Marriage, and this is the entirety of Part II. Please enjoy while I continue to prepare the other Parts for posting.**
…previously on Mojo, things got too hot to handle at the Flying Dutchman artist's compound in Long Beach. Kohl and Assauer set the 'divorce' aside because Assauer thinks he's being followed by the donkey cult folks. Kohl and his eighteen-year-old boyfriend, Gordon, agree to quit L.A. with him and make their way to an old customer of Assauer's…