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Psychologists have long noted that man is a gregarious animal whose need for affection and approval is as real and basic as his need for food and shelter.
This social need is reflected many times over in our everyday lives. There is the teen-aged boy who frequently smokes marijuana, though he dislikes it, because he fears being branded a “straight” by his friends. There is the suburban housewife who turns to an illicit affair because her husband hasn’t the time or the desire to give her any affection.
This is the story of Robbie, a boy who has grown up on the wrong side of the tracks, a boy who has known only brutality while what he craves is love. Even at his young age, he is mature beyond his years, hardened by what life has given him but not yet hardened enough that he doesn’t respond when his relationship with Chet Hawkins, which started out as a simple lark, turns into something into much more, much deeper.
CHICKEN STUFF the story of a young boy who at last finds the affection he craves in the arms of an older lover.
Chet swung open the athletic club door and stepped out into the warm sun. He breathed deeply. He always felt keenly aware of his well-built body after a couple of sets of tennis. He skipped his shower and just draped a towel around his sweaty neck, planning on a short run around the woods by his house after the drive home.
Chet scanned the clear sky, then ran his eyes over the parking lot. Hey, what’s that? he wondered, seeing a small figure dart among the gleaming cars. It looked like a young kid. The boy was dashing from car to car, checking doors and peering in windows. Chet saw the kid approaching a red convertible sports car. He tensed, his nostrils flaring, then broke into a run.
The boy heard Chet before he saw him. The slap of Chet’s court shoes was approaching fast as the kid turned around. He had been rummaging around the back seat of the car. He scurried out of there at a sprint.
Fictional reading for entertainment purposes only.