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“Hey Chris?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you know what like…being gay is like? Do you know?”
Chris turned and looked at Thomas. “I dunno. Are you gay?”
Tom shrugged. “I don’t think so, but my parents say it’s like a choice, so like…what’s the other option than like, normal? I don’t get it.”
Chris chewed on his gum and thought. “Well, my cousin is gay. He cares a lot about fashion and brands, and music. He said once he has to study up on a lot of stuff to stay relevant. He spends a lot of time on his hair. Maybe it’s like that?”
“What, wait, so being gay isn’t even about uh, like, doing stuff, with boys? Just being flaming?”
Chris blew a bubble and popped it. “No, I think they do it to attract other guys. Like if guys like guys, you have to be really flamboyant to attract other guys. Like, you know, peacocks, I guess.”
Tom laughed. “Peacocks. That’s funny. Yeah I guess that makes sense. So all gays are like that? You can’t be like, straight and normal and still like guys?”
Chris shrugged. “I don’t think so. Never met one or heard of one.”
Tom tilted his head to the side. “…Huh.”

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“Tom? Thomas?”
Tom shook his head out of his fog. “Huh?” He looked sideways at his partner.
“Well I guess you are awake from your nap.”
Tom smiled. “Hi Marshall. Guess you are too.”
“Did you sleep at all?”
“A bit. Mostly just thinking about stuff.”
“What kind of stuff?” Marshall asked.
Tom studied his face. He had the most beautiful brown eyes. “I was thinking that Chris was totally wrong.”
Both eyebrows went up. “Now who is Chris?”
“Mn, he was an old middle school friend.”
“And what was he wrong about?”
Tom exhaled through his nose. “Well, thanks to Chris, I thought being gay would be a very different thing. I never imagined it would be spending a lazy Sunday loafing around the house with a wonderful cub like you, waiting until the football game started.”
Marshall loved being called a cub and his cheeks turned a bit red. “How could you not imagine that? That’s all I wanted when I grew up, was to have like a typical American suburban life. Fratboy to dadbod pipeline. Just like, married to another dad, instead of a wife. And without the kids…for now anyway.”
Tom chuckled. “Fratboy to dadbod. Yeah that’s kind of it.”
“What did you think it’d be?” Marshall asked.
“Mmn. Something to do with peacocks.”

“Peacocks?”
“Yeah.”
“…I don’t get it.”
Tom chuffed through his nose. “Don’t worry about it. I think I’m gonna nap for a few more minutes ok?”
Marshall snuggled up against him. “Good. You’re really warm right now. Kind of nice…”
“Marshall?”
“Yeah?”
“I love you,” Tom said in a soft voice.
There was a pause. Tom tried not to freak out.
“I’m falling in love with you too,” Marshall said after a moment, his voice creaky.
Tom let out the breath he was holding. Marshall always had a problem expressing his emotions. That was a lot from Marshall. More than he thought he’d get.
“That’s wonderful, Marshall,” Tom said. He smiled at him. “That’s what I wanted to hear.”
Marshall sighed in relief. “I’m – really happy to hear you say it.”
Tom planted a light kiss on his lips. “Good.”
They pressed up closer and fell quiet for a nap. Tom dozed off wondering if he could find Chris online, and tell him he was wrong. It would be very satisfying.

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Joseph got up to pee on Christmas morning, decided he felt awake enough, and went to go make spiced tea and bring Mike a present. When he got up stairs though, he saw Mike sleeping alone in bed with their dog and longed to join them again. He set the tea on the floor with the boxes, and crawled back into his rightful place in bed. Tea could be reheated. So could a bed.

Joseph wished he could tell his younger self that it wasn’t sad that adults didn’t get excited over Christmas like kids did. When you can buy your own toys, priority change. Besides, Joseph realized, he had everything he could ever want right there in bed with him – and he got it all year around. However, Joseph would probably not tell his younger self that having Christmas as a day off was the best time to have real good sex. Younger Joseph would figure that one out eventually.

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“What?”
“Nothing.”
“Why are you looking at me that way?” Will asked.
“What way?”  Dylan answered.
“Like you’re in love or something.”
“Maybe I am. It’s just so wonderful to be in the company of a top who can really take care of my needs.”
“What?” Will grunted. “It’s just sex.”
“Maybe
for you. For a bottom, there’s a real difference between getting your
hole pounded by some grunting jock bro until it’s numb, or having some
top take you on a really nice ride. One that’s cleansing, and fun, and
relaxing. One that gives you a real deep afterglow.”

“…I have no idea what you’re talking about. Bottoms are so weird.”
“We’re not weird. We’re emotive,” Dylan insisted. “Can I kiss you? I want to kiss you.”
“Oh uh sure.”

Eventually, Dylan became frustrated with his boyfriend’s inability to be intimate or share his enthusiasm for cuddles. They drifted apart. Will began dating this cold accountant named Caine and they seemed perfect for each-other. Dylan kept looking. He met fun boys who sadly didn’t share Dylan’s enthusiasm for anal, and men who loved to fuck a tight ass but had terrible personalities or habits.

Two years passed before a man, who came into the bathroom to fix his hair, ended up saving Dylan from being raped by a drunkard who had followed Dylan off the dancefloor. Dylan was not expecting to be wooed by a man who broke another man’s nose, but he was instantly smitten when the drunkard dropped like a sack of potatoes. Dylan only feel deeper for John when he invited Dylan over so he wouldn’t be alone that night.

“Do you want to fuck me?” Dylan eventually asked as they cuddled in the dark. He had to ask. This guy was too perfect to not be flawed, and Dylan felt he owed John for the rescue. He could still feel that drunkard’s hands on his waist. John kissed his head. “I’m growing fond of your butt pressed against me, sure. But if you want that to happen, it’ll happen another time. You’ve had a long night. I’m not going to take advantage of your vulnerability now.”

Dylan was too shocked to say anything. He knew right there and then that he was going to marry John. And two years later, he did.

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Nailed it.

“…Does that mean I still have to get out of bed? Things are pretty ace right now.”
“Mn. Eventually. But it doesn’t matter where we are, I will still love you. Close by, or from a distance, across the table, or cuddled up to you in bed – I will still be loving you. And you take that love, and wear it like armor, ok? And no matter how shitty your day is, it’s just D4 damage. It’ll roll right off.”
I chuckle. “Nerdy and completely sweet. So like you, Atherton. You make my heart just hurt with how much I love you. “
“I’m sorry. If I kiss you more, will it make it stop hurting?’”
“Nmmn no, I like this feeling. But you can keep kissing me anyway…”
“Well, if I must…”

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“You tired baby?”
“Mmm.”
“I used your pussy pretty hard. You were so horny and hot for me, you must exhausted from working those muscles. Take a nice little nap now,” Leo said.
“I can hear your heart beating, Daddy.”
Leo smiled. “It wants you to hear the echoes. It’s calling for you.”
“I love you Daddy. Until I met you, I always felt unsatisfied as a bottom. I just laid there with my legs up. I’m so happy now to be your other half.”
Leo opened his mouth to reply but a lump in his throat made him pause. He didn’t want his voice to crack out loud. He took a slow breath, steadying himself. “You make me want to be a better top for you. I love you too.”

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“I think I ate too much food.”
“I know you did.”
“Ugh if you know I did, then I definitely did.”
“Cause you ate mine too when I couldn’t finish it,” I chuckle.
Kip groans. “This holiday is terrible. Terrible for my stomach, my gym diet…”
“Your ass still looks amazing.”
“Does it?” Kip asks, hopeful.
“Like a big fat marshmallow.”
Kip sighs. “Thank god. I’m going to pass out for a bit. This anaconda needs to digest the baby antelope it just ate.”
I chuckle and kiss his head. “Ok baby. You do that.”
“…Why oh why, did I eat so much pie?” Kip mutters to himself.

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“Cassidy, it’s lunch time.”
“Mm. Don’t come too close to the hammock.”
“Why?” Giovanni asked, giving Cassidy a little push.
“Uh oh.”
“What?” Giovanni asked, smiling.
Cassidy reached out and grabbed his arm. “It’s got you.”
“What?” 
“The hammock monsster’s gotchoo now,” Cassidy said. “Run, Run Gio!”
Gio laughed. “What are you talking about?”
Cassidy pulled his boyfriend’s arm closer to him.
“Hey let go~”
“Nope, sorry can’t. The hammock monster has you.” He pulled Gio forward so he was off balance.
“Hey you’re going to make me fall!” But even as he said this, Giovanni was crawling into the hammock to keep himself from falling out of it.
“Save yourself Giovanni!”
“Cassidy~ No, stop. We’re going to flip!” Gio laughed. He found himself on top of his boyfriend, both of them struggling to stay balanced”
“The monster’s got you for good! You are a helpless prisoner!” 
Giovanni had to admit the monster had him good. Cassidy had wrapped his sweater-clad arms around him tight. They both tried to stifle laughter as their legs dueled for space. “I’m pretty stuck aren’t I?”
“See if you just listened to my warning…”
Giovanni chuffed. “You are silly. What  about lunch?”
“Mnn lunch. That’s a problem. You know the hammock monster is only satisfied by one thing right?”
“What?”
“Cuddles,” Cassidy said matter-of-factly.
“Mmn, I think we can defeat this monster then.”
“Good,” Cassidy said, tightening his grip. “Cause you are so warm.” He nuzzled his boyfriend’s scalp. “Plus you smell good.”
Giovanni smiled. “You are so affectionate today.”
“Cause you’re adorable. And I cherish you. Now be quiet and let me snuggle you in peace. Lunch depends on it.”
Giovanni giggled again, “Ok Cassidy. For the sake of lunch.”

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I had a crush on Cody forever. He was so adorable, yet so shy – the founder of the programming club at our small community college and also a member of our archery team. It took me forever to befriend him and coax him over for ‘movie night’. It was blistering hot and our AC crapped out, so my apartment was sweltering. It was Cody who surprised me and asked if we could just hang out in our underwear. Uh, no, I did not mind.

Around 3 am, Cody askd if we could just share my oversized queen bed instead of him crashing on the sofa cause he was sticking to the leather. Again, uh, no, I do not mind. My heart was racing and I was terrified of getting an inappropriate boner. Luckily it waited to spring up until after the lights off. Cody was very brave and gave me a good night kiss, and it took me forever to fall asleep because I could not stop thinking about how much I loved feeling his soft firm lips against my own. I was excited for what the morning would bring. I ran through lots of fantasies about morning wood, showers, kitchen foolery…

It was past 4:30 when I reached my cock. I had to clear my head so I could sleep a little – but then everything began to shake. The bed, the walls, the ceiling, it all creaked and rolled. I kept still, waiting to see if it was going to be The Big One or not. Cody woke up with a shot. He cried out into the darkness, fumbling in the sheets, panicking.

The earthquake subsided, just a small 4.8 passing through. I’d forgotten Cody had only lived here for a year, fresh from Iowa, not used to California peculiarities I quickly turned on the lamp and began to work on reassuring him, grabbing his wrists and talking to him in a soft soothing voice. He was not immediately convinced that there wasn’t a bigger quake coming and we were all going to die. I was concerned that Cody was sweating, his eyes dilated and chest fluttering.

Eventually, I pulled out my phone and found a thread on Reddit to show him that others in our area were underwhelmed by it it too. The epicenter wasn’t anywhere close. I prevented Cody from having an anxiety attack but he was nervous. I swallowed hard, gathered my courage, and pulled him into my arms.
“Don’t worry,” I said, “I’ll protect you.”

How exactly I planned to do that against a quake, I don’t know, but it sated Cody. He pushes himself against me, seeking safety and reassurance in my arms.
“You’re a good friend,” Cody admitted softly to me before falling back asleep, pressed against my chest. I was only awake a bit longer, just long enough to ponder how warm and sweet-smelling he was before drifted off. 

Lo and behold we woke up like that, tangled, morning woods trapped in our underwear.  I was awake for a long while before Cody, just appreciating him and enjoying his presence while I dozed in and out. Eventually Cody woke up.

Initially he was embarrassed about his cock being hard, but when I whispered, “mine is too,” Cody seemed to loose some of his shyness from the night before. We rocked together for a bit, Cody pressing into my thigh; then he rolled over on top of me and we began to kiss. My world began to spin far harder than it had shaken last night. I snaked a hand around to cup his ass then all bets were off. We spent all morning making out, humping, eventually tossing away our sticky underwear so we could play skin to skin.

I never thought I would be thanking Mother Nature for getting me to first and second base. God bless that 4.8.

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“Of all the things we could have done today…” he says with a contented sigh.
After a moment, I reply. “We could have gone for a walk.”
“Or gone to the movies,” 
“Gone hiking.”
“Day tripped to the beach.”
“Went to a museum.”
“Returned those books to the library.”
“Did laps at the pool.”
“Go for a run.”
“Volunteered at the cat shelter.”
“Got my oil changed in my car.”
“Spend too much time on Facebook.”
“Gone to the County Fair.”
“We’re still doing that next week right? With Jen and Rachel?”
“Oh yeah absolutely.”
“What else could we have done?”
“Gone to that new exhibit at the Annenberg.”
“Power washed the driveway.”
“Solved the drought crisis in California.”
“Stop global warming.”
“Cured Malaria.”
“Built an orphanage.”
“Figured out cold fusion.”
“Stopped the obesity epidemic.”
“Those are all good things,” he notes.
“Mmmhm. But we didn’t do any of them did we?”
“Nope, we stayed in and fucked this Saturday afternoon instead.”
“How was it?”
“Amazing,” he sighs again. “I love that you let me rest on pecs. You are so comfy.”
“You are a bit…heavy. Have you been bulking up at the gym?”
“Oh baby, you did notice!”
“Of course I did. I appreciate you wanting to better yourself, and if I must inconvenience myself by forcing myself to gaze upon your sculpted, naked male body, I will – even if I have to suffer for it.”
He giggles. “You know out of everything we just listed, the gym was the one thing I actually planned on doing today.”
“You going?”
“Nope. I got my work out.”
“I did most of the work,” I reminded.
“No no, you don’t understand. Today was the day I work out my ass.”
“So …good work out?”
“Great work out.”
“I’m glad we’re getting so much done today.”
“Me too. Can we cuddle more now?”
“See? Another thing we can cross off the list.”

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Cute

Adorable!

I peer over my magazine. Oh my god he’s so adorable I might die. “Aww Rocket,” I coo.
He whines and paws at my leg.
“Oh I know, sweetheart, I know. Your bed is in the washing machine right now. You drooled and leaked cum and got muddy pawprints on it, it was gross. I had to wash it.”
Rocket whines some more and puts his chin on my lap. I scritch his head. “You can’t wait for your nap huh?”
Rocket shakes his head.
“Alright, I think once is OK.” I pat the sofa next to me. My pup emits a muffled bark and springs up. I lift my magazine out of the way so he can shuffle around and get comfortable. After a moment of kneading the cushions, he drops his blanket over my legs and flops down with his head on my lap. I chuckle. “Are you comfortable?”
My pup yawns but is wagging his tail.
“Good, good.” I pat his flank and lean back. “Now where was I in this article?” I twist my fingers into the hairs at the base of my Rocket’s neck and read my article. Soon I’m enjoying listening to the sounds of my pup breathing slowly as he sleeps contentedly on me.

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