My name is Bernard Beck, but all my friends call me Barney. I see that your name is Scott, but no last name. How about we start fresh/”“Who in the...fuck do you think you’re talking to? The only reason I’m sharing a room is because I’m a freshman. I’ll be in a room by myself and probably in one of the upperclassman rooms next year. I’m the next football quarterback for this school, so I’m important and you’re shit. I’d find a highway overpass to live under until this semester is over if I were. I hear you ask (not!)I've always been quite liberal in my thoughts. Do as you want so long as you aren't hurting others, all seems fine by me but I like what I like and I don't like what I don't like. I never thought of myself as someone who would display himself in lingerie on the internet, for example. The thought never even occurred to me to be honest, until about a year ago.My wife has family in Manchester and goes to visit 5 or 6 times a year, usually for a week or so at a time. As such I. ’ Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents… Copyright protected on May 2009. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincidental. Warning! Some stories may contain adult language, explicate violence, adult situations, and some sexual content. These stories are intended for a mature audience. The Cosmic Rays Incident Book I, The Origins of. All of which would involve me having sex with young boys.“Let’s do something a little different tonight, Pat. I want you to close your eyes and pretend I am Jimmy or any boy from one of your classes if that’s better for you.”I was willing to play along. After all, Ed knew I had fantasies about young boys, so what was the harm if we played in my fantasy world. I closed my eyes. “Jimmy will do. Is this turning you on, Ed?”“Yes. How about you, Pat?”“Okay, maybe a little.”Ed kissed my cheek, “Oh,.