Sorry this has taken so long and thank you all for your patience, encouragement, and critiques. They keep me going. I greatly appreciate you all. Bracketed text [] implies text messages. ***** Neville felt like a new man. He had a job he loved, great friends, and now, finally, his own wheels. Tyler had offered to co-sign for him once his license got rei...
-Noah and Navid [nah-VEED] visit Santa Barbara for the weekend. ***** "No you can't throw this out! This one is my favorite! What else is in here?" I grabbed for the white tank top he had carelessly placed in a bag of clothes to donate. "Why not? They are old clothes and this one has a hole in the stitching on the side," Navid took the shirt from me and...
As I took the long elevator ride down from my ex-wife's lawyer's office, I began to contemplate how at 42 I had arrived at that point in my life. With just our signatures we had ended 18 years of marriage. Of course in truth it was over well before I signed the formal document. The home we had built together had been sold weeks earlier. Our possessions had b...
I watch Slade staring blankly out the window. We've been sitting in my truck in complete silence for a couple of minutes, and it concerns me to see him so distracted and unaware. I wish I knew what was going on in his head. Is he thinking about his parents? Is he thinking about his outburst? His assertion that I should hate him still upsets me. He's not to...
"Ow!" I wince, pulling away from him and hissing slightly. "*Jesus*." Zane just chuckles, holding himself behind me. "Since when are you Christian?" he teases. "Shut up," I grunt through gritted teeth, looking back at him. I'm bent over the bathroom sink, naked, with Zane using a pair of tweezers to pull a tick off of my ass -- a motherfucking *tick*. "Thi...
Even though Brandon had seen pictures of Wilson, the image he’d built of him in his mind was of a man with almost super-human abilities, able to blend in anywhere at any time. A chameleon capable of wreaking havoc and destruction of mammoth proportions. He’d inflated Wilson, made him into some type of mythological phantom. Now he saw him for exactly what he...
* * * * * * I'd probably never made the journey to my bedroom faster than I did right then, his wrist in my hand to make sure he followed me even though he was the one to ask. It felt like my hole was twitching in readiness, eager to have him inside me. I flicked the light on so I could see him and leaned over the bed to open the drawer I kept lube and co...
It's been a few days since my birthday; Slade and I haven't had much time together because of our friends. Its times like this that I wish they knew we were a couple so they would give us the space we need to be alone. We're in desperate need of a few days away, and Slade luckily has this weekend off, so we've decided to go to his family's lake cabin. It's t...
Soon after Chuck left, I slipped into some sweatpants, a t-shirt, and seriously began to straighten my place up. I was on that good ol' proverbial Cloud 9 after my wonderful and unexpected night (and morning), and the butterflies in my stomach were giving me just the energy boost I needed. Within a few hours time, my living room was starting to come together...
What could I possibly say about Rome that hasn't been said or written before? It's hot. It's crowded. It's got people trying to sell you selfie-sticks wherever you go. Lots of buildings. Some of them pretty old. Lots of Catholic priests. Some of them pretty hot (but most of them pretty old). Honestly, most of the trip is a blur. Being herded on and off t...