Reviewed:
For my next magic trick, I'll turn a great idea into a mediocre stroke story. What? You've seen that one a million times, you say? Make it a million and one.
"Young Pretty Boy Ready to Suck" is about as exciting as this story gets, actually. The story opens the way a story shouldn't, with an English teacher complaining about the inadequacies of his students' ability to write. If none of them can write...Isn't that the teacher's fault? Evidently not. At least one high school student has the chops to pull off an SAT score high enough to land him at the local community college and that was where my enthusiasm peaked.
Brandon Gray delivers an essay entitled, "Why I'm Gay" (which is a far better title for his essay than the one for this story) and it is with that odd twist of pornographic fate that I thought to myself, "This is gonna be good!"
Unfortunately we don't get to read young Brandon's story, but we may surmise from his teacher's immediate physical reaction that the fictional essay is rather arousing. Surely, I told myself, that bodes well for a story about said essay and its author.
Unfortunately, events did not play out as I imagined them in my head. Or rather I should say, events unfolded precisely as I imagined with no more or less embellishment than I'd expect from a high school student who was bereft of an adequate English teacher. The scene progresses, cocks get hard, teacher and student touch and suck and eventually fuck; all told in short, compact sentences devoid of adverbs, adjectives, or anything else of interest.
A word of advice to would-be authors, when writing stroke fiction it's okay to get a little wordy. Wordy = Woody in the immortal, drunken mutterings of Emory Thigpen and I believe him, largely because I myself don't get woodies and he's a man, so probably he knows what he's talking about. Mr. Thigpen was my English teacher, in case you don't know who he is. A fine girl's wrestling coach too!
Bottom line? This story suffers from a lack of words. I'm sure the author had a great time writing it, imagining all the breathless huffing and puffing, the wet snargling sounds of a teenage boy being introduced to the joys of Greek history, but none of it made it into the text. There is no other plot, no captivating character development, and nothing to recommend this story.