The first time I met Noah Redflower I'd assumed he was a volunteer. He sat on the front steps of the memorial prison hospice clinic, wrapped in a blanket despite the South Dakota afternoon heat. He was young, tan, with the typical long hair of a Lakota native. "I'm Marc," I said, holding out my hand. I had a black eye and a swollen cheek, part of the reason...
Victor grunted as he pushed up and pulled down the dumbbell. I was standing behind the dumbbell rest as his spotter. "So when do I meet him?" he grunted out. I looked down at him, confused, "Who?" "You know who, your new boyfriend," he pushed the dumbbell all the way up and I helped him place it on the rest. He sat up and turned to me, "I've met your last...
Snow frantically ran through the woods. He couldn't run as fast as he usually could, given that he was now in the body of a man close to 40. He still had trouble believing that his life had been stolen and his mother was murdered by the man that she had invited into her heart and bed. Snow pushed the thoughts away. He had to concentrate on getting far away f...
"Perhaps stand over there at the center of the net with the grandstand and the Bangkok skyline in the background." Dent Douglas tore his eyes away from the young man who was interviewing him; turned his gaze on the photographer, Rick Rodriguez; and then, with a smile, moved to the center of the tennis court net and struck a pose. He was a tall, well-built s...
What Paul needed was to get right back on the wagon, Terrence had said. "You can only be in mourning so long," Perry chimed in. "Mingle, mingle, mingle," Terrence added. "That's how you shoo the blues away." Paul's friends had managed to lure him out to an ocean-side café in Santa Barbara, the first time he'd been out in public since the funeral. He hadn't...
I was planning a trip to visit friends in the Denver area. I work out quite frequently and prior to my trip searched on-line for a local gym with a pool. I came across a site called the Denver Swim Club. I clicked on the link and was surprised to find more than a pool. I must have spent 5 hours looking at that website over the course of a week. To begin wit...
I had sat there at Joey's beachside bar for more than an hour, watching the young man playing in the surf. When I'd first arrived at the bar, both bored and out of sorts, I'd seen him on his surfboard, riding the waves and doing quite well at it. At length, however, I saw him tire of that and come up on the beach and bury the tip of the board into the wet sa...
Hank Hodges scanned the waiting room at the Sedgewick Clinic on Kendal Drive in northern Marco Island, Florida. There weren't many men who came to a gay men's clinic looking for what he wanted, but he had a good reason to. His eyes went to a young, blond, tanned guy in athletic shorts and a cut-off T-shirt who was standing at the reception desk talking with...
Chief had first noticed him when they did the Smithson 4th of July parade. The young man was Hispanic with a dark complexion and jet black hair and dashing eyes, also, with an easy smile and a "gosh-died-and-gone-to-heaven" look as the fire trucks rolled by with the firemen all decked out in their firefighting equipment and hanging off the sides of the hook...
Phil came into the sauna as I hoped he would. He came up to the top tier and sat below me where I was lying on my back, just a white towel around me, the leg toward the wall bent, foot flat on the wooden slats of the bench, with the other leg straight. He sat close enough to me that the roughness of his towel brushed the toes of my stretched foot. I had star...