Did you catch Monday's blog featuring this month's Classic Author ad choice, Goon by dkstories, selected by Timothy M? If not, go check it out and get your copy of a small graphic that you can use for your personal signature if you want to share the love for dk's story. Monday's blog shared several reviews from fans, but Timothy also got to pick an excerpt to share. Read on to find out what he picked and why!

Timothy M said: Most of us have wished, at some point or another, that we could go back and change the past. Make another decision at a crucial moment in time, which perhaps would have changed the direction of our lives. Goon is a story built on this concept, and it's even better on a second or third read.

Micah gets the chance to apply the knowledge and skills of his older self to an important period in his youth. I've chosen the moment where he first takes the alternate path and stops denying his feelings for the love of his life, even though he's unaware this is what's happening, and what the dangerous consequences will be.

He remembered this now. It had been the second time Micah woke up to find his roommate, Corey Howard with his mouth wrapped around his dick. It was the night before summer vacation started, and they would be going their separate ways. Why the hell was he seeing this memory instead of the blasted remains of the lab? Was he dead and this was the hell he was going to spend eternity in? This night had been way too uncomfortable for both of them after Corey had done what he was doing right now, crawling up the bunk and stopping so his head was hanging over Micah’s. There was that dried drop of his spunk right on the left side of Corey’s lips.

“I told you I was good.” Corey’s voice was proud and Micah couldn’t help the frown that came to his face. “What’s wrong?

“I’m so sorry.” Micah said sadly. “I should have done this the first time.”

“Done what?” Corey asked and Micah put his hand on the back of Corey’s head, pulling him down until their lips met. He could taste his own spunk in that mouth as their tongues danced together. It was an even better kiss than he had imagined when he thought about what he should have done the first time.

Those thoughts had come far too late for him to make any changes, and he sighed into that wonderful warm mouth as he felt Corey lie on top of him. He could feel Corey’s erection against his and used his other hand to grab Corey’s butt, pulling him tighter so their groins met. His dick was even getting hard again and he could feel that tingling that had always seemed to accompany his getting excited but had faded sometime after he’d joined the Army. Sure, it still felt damn good when he’d masturbate then, but that little tingling he felt now had gone away, and he missed it.

“You do like me.” Corey whispered as they broke their kiss. Micah grunted and flipped their bodies over so he was lying on top of Corey and pushing his groin into Corey’s with a grunt while moving his lips down to Corey’s neck. 

“Of course I like you.” Micah murmured against that neck, enjoying the feeling of Corey moving against his thrusts. It felt good and he wondered if the little noises coming out of Corey’s throat meant he was enjoying it as much as Micah, or at least if this dream Corey enjoyed it. He’d wondered what their relationship might have been like if he’d ever returned any of Corey’s affections instead of just lying there, letting Corey do what he wanted but refusing to participate.

...

He’d never kissed the real Corey the way that he was kissing this dream Corey. “I’ve loved you from the day we first met.”

“You…I can’t believe…” Corey groaned as Micah felt his body shudder. They kept thrusting against each other until Corey went limp. Micah was quite sure he could reach down and feel dampness down there, but he didn’t. Instead he just kissed that neck again and made his way up to Corey’s mouth.

“I shouldn’t have never let you get away.” Micah said and Corey chuckled as those green eyes looked into his.

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He wondered when this dream would end and he’d wake up in some hospital bed. With his luck he’d end up with no legs and wearing a colostomy bag for the rest of his life.

“So, you’re okay with it this time?” Corey asked softly as he stood up between their beds, took off his sticky underwear and used them to clean up even more. Then he went to the hand sanitizer that they kept on the dresser and splashed a large amount into his hand to clean up more. After that he pulled out a fresh pair and began to climb into his bed.

“Yeah, I’m okay with it.” Micah said and frowned. Dreams usually didn’t last this long, but he’d go with the flow for now. “Don’t sleep there. Sleep here.”

“You sure?” Corey asked. “You said you weren’t really interested in the ‘fag’ stuff.”

“I only said that because I thought you’d never be able to be with me and be honest about it.” Micah said honestly as he’d never done to the real Corey.

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