All quiet and friendless high school student Drey White wants is to create a formula that will give him the confidence to talk to a guy. With the encouragement of Artemas Ward, his favorite teacher, Drey thinks he’s succeeded.<br><br>The opportunity to test it arrives when he’s invited by the cool kids to their party. After mixing the powder with his beer, he barely has time for a sip before another teen grabs the bottle and drinks. Drey is unsure if the potion will work, but then he’s kissed by the guy. Pleased, Drey retrieves the bottle and drinks the remainder himself, only to find it gives him a case of the giggles.<br><br>Now an adult, the effects of Love Potion #9 still reverberate through Drey’s life. Will things ever return to normal? And what will Artemas, now his friend -- and hopefully more -- think when he discovers what Drey has created?

Love Potion #9

I recovered enough to babysit for the Sullivans in early July—really nice kids—and I got to meet Mrs. Sullivan’s son, River, when he returned home early. He was nineteen to my seventeen, but he smiled at me and asked me out. I forgot to take Love Potion #9, but it didn’t seem necessary. I found a ton of things to talk to him about, and we had fun. He was my first kiss—well, the first one that meant anything—my first hand job, and my first blowjob. He probably would have been my first everything, but he didn’t do anal, and in spite of how curious I was about the act I viewed as the Holy Grail of sexual experiences, I didn’t push him.


Since he went to UCLA, he had to return to California before the end of the summer, but he promised to keep in touch.


Chapter 7