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My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Father Mason was in the driver's seat as he and Carl and Andy took off from Andy's Helder's home in their rental truck, pulling Mason's car behind them. Carl was sitting in the middle of the bench seat, with Andy on his right. Andy positioned his head until he could see the crowd left behind in the driveway in the truck's big side view mirror. He focused especially on his mom and dad as they waved goodbye. His mom was dabbing at h

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Watching a monitor in a conference room at the court house, Cam and Kevin had witnessed Superior Court Judge Robert MacClaine sever Rory Lomer's case from those of Eric Clymer and Peter Murtha in the brutalization of Cam down the beach from Cam and Kevin's house. Lomer had agreed with the DA's office to plead guilty to a reduced charge of sexual assault of a minor in the second degree, and to serve as a witness in the trial of Clyme

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 It was the Friday after Thanksgiving. The adults staying with Cam, Kevin and Carl over the Thanksgiving holiday had all gone over to the Millers' pool with Casey to enjoy the sunshine, the water and a little quiet conversation. Left to their own devices, the young guys were scattered here and there back at the Cam and Kevin's house--a few talking, several playing cards and Xbox and competing at Wii, and William and Jeff Miller and B

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The distant clang from one of grills on the front deck awakened Kevin early on Thanksgiving morning. He'd had a good night's sleep in the middle of the huge bed, intertwined with Cam. Mark Carson was next to him and Dan Emrick was next to Cam. The boy-heat from the bodies surrounding him felt good to Kevin. No one else in the master bedroom full of sleeping boys was stirring as Kevin looked at his watch. It was 5 a.m. The hour sug

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 The Wednesday before Thanksgiving began for the boys when Kevin's phone alarm sounded at 7:30 a.m. Kevin turned it off as groans from some of the guys in the master bedroom ensued. Cam and Kevin climbed out of their bed over bedmates Dan Emrick and Mark Carson, and Cam headed for the bathroom. In a good mood, Kevin strolled down the upstairs hall in his boxers, knocking on doors so the adults could get ready for the family's usual m

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam woke up about 2 a.m. on the morning of the Magnum Studios trip. The only noise in the room was from cool air blowing out of the air conditioning ceiling ducts and the soft snores of the guys sleeping here and there around the master bedroom. Cam was snuggled up to Kevin in the the middle of their huge king-size bed, with Dan Emrick at his side and Mark Carson next to Kevin on the other side of the bed. Cam put his mouth to Kevin

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam, Kevin, Carl and Art Smith were sitting in the study of the Malibu house on Saturday night before Thanksgiving week. They were watching television when Cam's cellphone rang. He checked the cellphone screen and recognized the number for Assurances. It had to be Jeff Miller. "Jeffie Miller," Cam said. "How they hangin', dude?" Jeff laughed. "Side by side, one lower than the other. As least the last time I looked. You ask me th

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Kevin Stoltz parked his Mustang in the driveway, and entered the house through the garage. He went right into the kitchen. Maria Romero was standing at the stove stirring a huge pot of--YES!--paella. "Hey, Maria!" he sniffed the air and greeted her. "What did we do to deserve paella tonight?" "Oh, I don't know. Maybe you boys just deserve a treat." Kevin grinned at her. "I can never hear those words too often." He went o

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Art Smith pulled his car into the driveway at Cam and Kevin's house in Malibu. He was supposed to have supper with the two of them and Carl Emrick that evening, and Art had been looking forward to it all day. He hadn't crossed paths with any of the three guys at UCLA for a couple of days, but he hadn't thought much about it. Sometimes their schedules just didn't mesh. He had deliberately come over to the house early so he could have

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 It was Father Jim Mason's day off. He had just finished reading his evening Office and sat back in an easy chair when the landline on his side table rang. He glanced at the caller ID before answering it and saw that the call was from Kevin Stoltz. "Hi, Kevin, what's going on?" "Hey, Father. It's been a while since we talked. How are you?" "I'm good. Today was my day off, and I went to see Star Trek Into Darkness this afternoon

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 It was a Monday morning, and Cam's eyes popped open at 4:50, ten minutes before his and Kevin's alarm clock would begin signaling the start of their day. The two guys were naked, lying close to each other in their bed, the sheets and their limbs entangled. They were covered with splotches of dried semen from a very active love-making session before they had fallen asleep in each other's arms the night before. Cam studied his partn

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Carl, Cam, Kevin and Cam's friend Art Smith stood together in a little clump at LAX baggage claim late on Friday afternoon. Cam was holding Casey, who was looking around with interest at the crowd of people milling about in the arrivals area. The little boy was babbling at anyone who would listen. The four guys were waiting for Andy Helder to debark from his San Francisco to L.A. flight for his usual weekend visit to Carl. Kevin a

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 William Carson rapped his knuckles on the open door to Catherine's study at the house in San Rafael. His father was seated at Catherine's desk working on some legal papers for an upcoming trial. Ian's recent trip to Los Angeles for Alex's and John's funeral had put him behind in his work, and he was struggling to catch up. Ian looked up and smiled at his older son, and beckoned him into the room, pointing to a seat. He needed to w

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Cam was standing at the sliding door to the front deck when Kevin tracked him down. Kevin had been visiting with the guys in the living room when he broke away to look for his partner. He found Cam morosely staring out at Santa Monica Bay, watching the waves hit the beach and spend themselves in the sand before they retreated into the ocean. It was late afternoon. "Hey," Kevin said, putting his arm around his lover and kissi

My Belovèd is mine, and I am his. Song of Songs 2:16 Two hours after they had left William Carson at LAX to fly back to San Francisco on Sunday night, Cam and Kevin were sitting in the den watching Hawaii 50 on the big flatscreen TV and trying to read their textbooks at the same time, with only indifferent success. Cam was at Alex's desk trying to make notes from his cinematography text, and Kevin was using a yellow marker to highlight information in his physics text. When it came to