turnandburn
Slut
So this is my first take on a paranormal/horror/gay story. Let know what you think. This first part is a little short and slow but I wanted to get something up to start the story. I'll have Part two up soon.
Part 1
The boys could tell that the house had been abandoned for some time. Paint was peeling off the for sale sign, unkempt grass, and all the cobwebs. Needless to say it was creepy, but it was a great private place to be able to smoke without anybody seeing them. Plus they knew that nobody would go in here looking for them. Greyson and Jared turned on the lanterns that they brought with them and set them on the floor. “Did you bring your pipe and the bubbler or just the pipe?” Greyson asked.
“Both, I figured since its Friday we can get a little more baked than the weekdays.”
“Nice.” The boys were almost done with high school and both were looking forward to the summer. Their parents had agreed to let them go on a trip alone since they would both be 18 once June rolled around. Greyson and Jared had been attached at the hip since 2nd grade. They both loved soccer, video games, and just hanging out. Sometimes people even mistook them for brothers because they looked similar. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and athletic builds. However Jared was a bit taller than Greyson and just slightly stronger. They were pretty evenly matched when they wrestled.
Greyson opened his sack and took out some of his weed. “Smell that,” He said as he handed Jared a fairly large nugget. Jared took a whif. “Doesn't that just blow your mind?” Jared nodded. Greyson began to fill the pieces. “You know, nobody ever talks about what happened to the people who used to live here.” Jared said.
“Well” Greyson replied without even looking up from his work. “I asked my parents about it a while ago. They told me that a gay couple lived here back in the 80’s and one day they were out walking and some redneck dude ran them both over and killed them.”
Jared stared at him blankly for a couple of seconds. “And your waiting until now to mention this?”
“Well you didn't ask before”
“What the hell Greyson, this place could be haunted or something. Did your parents say anything about it being haunted?”
Greyson stopped loading the bowl but didn't look up. “Possibly.”
Jared stood up. “I’m out.”
“Woah woah woah, sit your ass down mister. and smoke this. Don't make me make you smoke this.”
Jared gave Greyson a scowl. “Fine, but any weird noises I’m leavin’ your ass behind.”
“Boo” Greyson said with a smile as he handed him the pipe. Unbeknownst to each of them, they were being watched.
Part 1
The boys could tell that the house had been abandoned for some time. Paint was peeling off the for sale sign, unkempt grass, and all the cobwebs. Needless to say it was creepy, but it was a great private place to be able to smoke without anybody seeing them. Plus they knew that nobody would go in here looking for them. Greyson and Jared turned on the lanterns that they brought with them and set them on the floor. “Did you bring your pipe and the bubbler or just the pipe?” Greyson asked.
“Both, I figured since its Friday we can get a little more baked than the weekdays.”
“Nice.” The boys were almost done with high school and both were looking forward to the summer. Their parents had agreed to let them go on a trip alone since they would both be 18 once June rolled around. Greyson and Jared had been attached at the hip since 2nd grade. They both loved soccer, video games, and just hanging out. Sometimes people even mistook them for brothers because they looked similar. Short brown hair, brown eyes, and athletic builds. However Jared was a bit taller than Greyson and just slightly stronger. They were pretty evenly matched when they wrestled.
Greyson opened his sack and took out some of his weed. “Smell that,” He said as he handed Jared a fairly large nugget. Jared took a whif. “Doesn't that just blow your mind?” Jared nodded. Greyson began to fill the pieces. “You know, nobody ever talks about what happened to the people who used to live here.” Jared said.
“Well” Greyson replied without even looking up from his work. “I asked my parents about it a while ago. They told me that a gay couple lived here back in the 80’s and one day they were out walking and some redneck dude ran them both over and killed them.”
Jared stared at him blankly for a couple of seconds. “And your waiting until now to mention this?”
“Well you didn't ask before”
“What the hell Greyson, this place could be haunted or something. Did your parents say anything about it being haunted?”
Greyson stopped loading the bowl but didn't look up. “Possibly.”
Jared stood up. “I’m out.”
“Woah woah woah, sit your ass down mister. and smoke this. Don't make me make you smoke this.”
Jared gave Greyson a scowl. “Fine, but any weird noises I’m leavin’ your ass behind.”
“Boo” Greyson said with a smile as he handed him the pipe. Unbeknownst to each of them, they were being watched.















