This is the story of Axel and Tuck: a tale of debauchery, douchebaggery, felony, and plain stupidity. It is a tale written by two best friends with nothing better to do with their law degree than write the story of their anything-but-monotonous life. DISCLAIMER: This story is a satire. Enjoy at your own risk :)

"All CJ knew was that Quinn was different, and in Bayside, different didn't come around too often." A police sergeant at age 25, CJ Thomas was always destined for greatness. Every man wanted to be him, and every woman wanted to be with him. But that really wasn't CJ's thing. Nothing was really CJ's thing. Until the kid wearing beat-up Nikes and a Pink Floyd T-shirt stepped into his station--in handcuffs, nonetheless. From that day on, CJ had a thing. And it was going to be so much more trouble then it was worth.

A typical hike to a mountain cabin turns to much more for best friends Nate Westfall and Kyle Haney. Nate's secret love for his 'straight' friend has been simmering for eight years, held down for fear of destroying their lifelong friendship. But when Kyle starts to drink, he begins to 'play' with Nate in a way that Nate finds frustrating and difficult to resist. As Kyle pushes him over the edge and he can no longer hide his desire for the man, he begins to realize there is more to Kyle's unusual behavior than meets the eye. Unexpected emotions boil over in the young man and for a brief moment it seems all of Nate's dreams of being with Kyle are coming true - until he is dealt a blow to his heart that shatters their friendship. In despair after his falling out with Kyle, Nate is certain that his life couldn't get any worse, that the pain in his heart couldn't possibly be any more excruciating and unbearable, convinced that 'anything' would be better than this. Until he reads the letter that Kyle left behind, and Nate finds himself thrust into a depth of hell and anguish that he is convinced no human being is equipped to survive.