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Literature
My Boyfriend's Armoire
My Boyfriend’s Armoire
Written by Joshua Pierce
Day 1:
“Wow! This thing’s amazing!” I looked over the armoire that my boyfriend, Justin, had gotten for me while I was visiting my family.
The armoire was a couple inches taller than me. The wood was smoothed and painted black. There was a slight swerve set into the design of the armoire’s doors making it looking like a wave was moving through the wood. The twin doors that went from the top to the bottom of the armoire were opened by a pair of polished bronze handles. Pulling open the doors revealed one large open area with a pole going across the top filling the t
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Pool Party
Kenji languished for a moment in the front seat of his truck, absentmindedly raking his fingers through the dense mass of his hair. Reaching under the dark recesses of the driver seat, he groped about until he felt the cool metal of his sunglasses. A wide pearly smile spread in victory across his face as he pulled them from their hiding spot and placed the sunglasses on his face. Popping the sun visor down, Kenji’s grin grew bigger as he assessed his reflection. “Looking good, my guy,” he said to himself as he opened the driver's side door while grabbing his repurposed gym bag packed with a towel, sunscreen, and beer. The summer pool party was an annual tradition of Kenji and his friends, gathering together to drink, carouse, and generally have a great time together as they shared occasionally fabricated renditions of their ongoing summer exploits. Kenji’s friend Dan would regale the men with tales of his many bedded conquests while Amari would expound on his latest personal records
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Party Bus
Fluorescent neon lights illuminate the dim nightclub, casting hues of purple and blue across the dark space. A bar is set up against the right wall, nearly taking up its entire length with stools dotted along the front of it. Tabled booths span the walls that flank the bar, reaching the stage that takes up the whole left. The space between everything is a wide and expansive dance floor with tiles that subtly glow various colors. The heavy base of music pulses through the place, thumping everything and drowning out most other noise. People mingle about, adding to the cacophony around them. Talking loudly amongst themselves or raving along to the music while on the dancefloor. Duncan and Bryce are hit with all this as they step through the entrance to the nightclub. Of the pair Duncan stands shorter by a couple inches, but has a fair amount more muscle mass than his lanky friend. His hair is dark with its short length coming to a little quiff up top, as well as some modest stubble
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THIS STORY INVOLVES WEIGHT GAIN AND GAY THEMES. So if you don't like either of those things you don't have to read it.
I finally started writing again, but I have a couple of very, very old ideas to get out of my brain before I continue my other stories. This is the first half of a two-part idea that's been bouncing around in my brain for years. Once I get this out of my system, hopefully I'll get back to continuing the sweatpants saga.
I finally started writing again, but I have a couple of very, very old ideas to get out of my brain before I continue my other stories. This is the first half of a two-part idea that's been bouncing around in my brain for years. Once I get this out of my system, hopefully I'll get back to continuing the sweatpants saga.
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What I’d give just to read a scene of Jack pegging him a littl but this was a awesome fix