Might Guy Youth Novels & Stories

A few people come here because they like it, mainly to see the team members. Students in New London have a common forum to talk about all schools. To speak about K&Y University, people still accept volleyball and soccer teams as the most beautiful boys. Just in soccer, too many people can't compete, so more people are rushing to apply for volleyball this year. That's why the well-known attraction to handsome men is always a girl's weakness.

And lying on the floor, groaning in pain, are six incredibly rich, incredibly bruised teenagers. "Thank you all so much for helping me blow off some steam," I say cheerfully. I step over a broken glass table, my shoes crunching loudly in the quiet room. "I really needed a good workout today. I had nowhere else to release my frustration. Especially you, big guy." I stop next to the massive, muscular guy who challenged me earlier. He is currently curled up on the floor, holding his stomach. I lazily swing my leg and kick him right in the ribs.

Me: "Ok, it sounds good, but what do I have to do to win this role?" Father: "From the general description in the paper and the website, they need young studs of about your age to prance around in skimpy costumes as if they were fighters on a future earth that was no longer used to 'real men'. You end up in these ceremonial costumes the atomic war survivors give you, which show off your physique and your 'gifts' down below. As a result, the producers insist on actors who will be built like Mr. Universe, but also with 'units' of epic proportion. Now, if this sounds 'doable' we would have to immediately go to work on changing your physique from good to incredible. About the 'unit', I don't thi

“We’re trying to figure out how to pick up girls at the gym, so we need your input.” Her face immediately went flat. “I’m not sure how much help I’m gonna be with that.” The idiot took of his hoodie and the started striking a pose like he was hot shit… obviously trying to get her attention. I nearly lost control right there. “Like, I’m pretty jacked, right? So what do you think—what would a girl rate me on a scale of one to ten?” The brunette kid next to him leaned in eagerly. “I mean I’m like a solid seven, right?”

My name is Isaac Young, I am Grey’s great uncle, his father was my cousin, the only male cousin I have. When we were young, since our age is just about the same, we used to go well together. We hang out, we play and even spend most of our young years together. He was like the brother and best friend to me when we were younger, but after we grew up, that relationship we had with each other gradually faded.

However, this is New York, therefore a black leather jacket, black rip jeans, black inner shirt, and black combat boots are considered appropriate. Anything is possible. Leo stared at the young stranger that approached him. “Listen, man.” The younger guy started. He doesn’t look like he was intoxicated or high from whatever and Leo definitely could take this guy on if he so does try to do something against him. Leo could only raise a brow and seeing his reaction only made the younger man look angrier. “You need to leave. Now.” Confused but alert, Leo could only stare at him. “Oh?” “Yeah.” The younger guy nodded, he scratched his head but it was more of a frustrated action than anything else.

The main guy flashed the bouncer a sneer and turned his attention back on me. The two guys were clearly college age from the looks of it. One had short brown hair, slicked over the side of his head while the other had a short buzz cut. "Why don't you let us in darlin' and we can party with you?" The one with the buzz cut grinned, "Better yet why don't you come on over to our place." "Oh aren't we just the luckiest girls in the world." Maya snickered. I couldn't hold back the snort that left my lips, "No thanks, I'm good."