Below you can find the complete collection of stories by iampresent.
28 Jul 2025 comments
A confidant. A kind of godparent to the life we’ve made. And sometimes—on special nights—we go to the club. We dress the part. We perform. Publicly. Purposefully. Francis often joins us—sometimes as stagehand, sometimes as audience, sometimes simply to laugh and drink and toast what we’ve become.
28 Jul 2025 comments
That part I expected. I’d been through regular physicals before. But this one was in the open, right there in the locker vestibule, not even behind the partitions. Just me, the guy with the clipboard, and Coach off to the side chewing gum like it bored him.
27 Jul 2025 comments
I woke to darkness. No noise. Just the shifting sensation of the room around me, cloaked in night. I had no idea what time it was—late, early, somewhere in between.
26 Jul 2025 comments
Curiosity. Hunger. The knowing that what I’d tasted wasn’t just a fleeting moment—it was the beginning of something far bigger.
25 Jul 2025 comments
When he suggested I return the following Friday and stay until Sunday morning, I felt the pull before I even responded. It was both an invitation and a test. The space between the words said more than the messages themselves.
24 Jul 2025 comments
The house was set back from the road, barely visible behind a row of untrimmed cypress trees. Porch light on. Door slightly ajar. He was waiting.