On His Own, Part 01
Posted on: March 12, 2008Copyright © 2008 Sticky Pen
Randy had had it…living with his stepfather, Sam – a surly, burly, pompous oaf who had never given a rat’s ass about him…and who cared even less now that his Mom was gone. When she died of cancer last year the bastard made it pretty clear that he wanted Randy out of his life as soon as possible…“you’re not my blood, you’re probably a Fag anyway – so the sooner you’re gone, the better!” He was now almost eighteen – the age he could legally be on his own in Colorado. He had worked at the hardware after school and on weekends since he was sixteen…saved as much as he could…bought an old Honda...now figured that if he just had a place to crash he could pretty much make it. In any case, he determined to be gone on his birthday in three weeks…even if he had to sleep in his car! As to his being a Fag…he was pretty sure when he was thirteen…was positive by the time he turned sixteen. The only other person who had any idea was his friend, Ned. Both had been on the football team…Ned was a Senior - first string, Randy a Sophomore - second string, but “on the team” when they “discovered” each other by accident one afternoon after practice a couple years ago when Randy caught Ned jackin’ off in the locker room. He was just out of the shower…on the bench, back against the ...
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