There’s Something About
A Fielding Boy

Prologue

“The creative writer acts no differently from the child at play; he creates a fantasy world, which he takes very seriously; that is to say, he invests large amounts of emotion in it while marking it off sharply from reality.”
Sigmund Freud

Lying there, eyes closed, clad only in a tee-shirt and shorts (sans underwear which I thought was quite naughty, but comfortable) I dreamed all sorts of fantastic things such as a warm hand on my thigh, sliding up under my shorts leg, slithering up toward my best friend. When the errant hand reached my now stiffening penis, I opened my eyes. Leaning over me grinning into my face, body apparently naked except for a pair of bib overalls with one strap hanging limply and not attached as it should be, giving me the opportunity to see down inside them almost to his black-lace-up tennis shoe clad feet, was a boy, an older, taller, tanner, thin, but well-proportioned teenage boy! (William Iverson - taped interview on front porch of home - see Notes A-16 and Notes A-20)

There’s Something About A Fielding Boy is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or locales is entirely coincidental or used in a fictional content.

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