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  1. Also, I could toy with the reveal that it was never Diane who killed he ex, but Cal.
  2. In my comic-horror version, Nate and Diane reach an accord - Nate showing he can be as nuts as she is, resulting a sort of truce.
  3. Buddy, I have to say that based on reader comments, this story has turned out to be an interesting bit of a Rorschach test. I've been surprised by some interpretations. That's not to say they're wrong or less valid than mine, just different and therefore surprising to me.
  4. There's def a comic-horror alternate universe version of this story, more of a showdown between Nate and Diane in which she murdered her husband (Cal's dad) and Nate thinks he's next, but dating is so bad and Cal is so hot that's a chance he's willing to take.
  5. Awesome! Glad to hear it! Of the stories there, the most non-jerk big, thick man story is probably Love, Death & Lattes, or for an even bigger man, A Two-Man Job (both of which are also here on GA).
  6. My one thought here is that Cal seemed to have turned out pretty well.
  7. @Doha, I'm really glad that story landed well with you, especially since it felt like a bit of a departure for me. For anyone interested, this story is also available as a free ebook at my site, josephmercury.com.
  8. Thanks, buddy. Many of my stories are about guys falling for each other in a way that by the end feels inevitable, a few are long term couples. I wanted to try a few guys who have a little bit of life experience, have been having fun for a few weeks, trying to see where things are going.
  9. Chapter Eight: Sunday Morning When Nate woke, the upstairs room was gray. The slider to their deck was locked from last night. Cal’s pillow still had the dent but was cool. Down below, on the main deck, voices—hers, and then his laugh. The club had already assembled. Seven o’clock. This time, Nate stayed where he’d been told to stay. He went down when the house had been quiet long enough to mean they were on the sand. He poured his coffee and didn’t drink much of it. They cam
  10. Who hasn't wanted to linger just a little bit with a guy they like?
  11. Thanks, Chris. I hope you'll stick around for the Sunday conclusion.
  12. Chapter Four: Saturday Morning Nate woke to an empty bed and the sound of the Pacific working the shore. The upstairs room was gray. Cal’s pillow still had the dent from his head, and Nate’s chest still had the ghost of Cal from last night if he felt for the patches. The hallway beyond was quiet. The smaller rooms in the back were nobody’s. Nate walked out to the deck in yesterday’s shirt. They were already down there. There was a long wet shelf of low-tide sand and scattered
  13. Thanks, Chris. Glad you enjoyed it.
  14. Welp, we'll see soon - Part 2 is out tomorrow and we conclude the day after.
  15. Chapter One: The Invitation Cal looked like he should have been on top. That was the stupid thought Nate had, and he had it with the backs of Cal’s thighs against his hips and Cal’s big smooth body taking him as if it were the most natural thing in the room. Not a farmboy (Cal did something with numbers and other people’s money, a grown-up job that required a brain and a calendar), but he was built like the idea of one. Thick through the chest and thighs, heavy in the arms, a stomach w
  16. Boy Mercury X

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    Nate may have found the one. Cal is built like a farmboy, has the wholesome looks of a vintage baseball card, is amazing in bed, and actually texts back. Nate keeps waiting for the catch and not finding one. Cal even invites Nate out to his family's timeshare at the coast to meet his mother. Diane is progressive, supportive, and fiercely, fiercely devoted. And that's the catch.
  17. Thank you, Peter. I'm glad the story landed well with you.
  18. Probably only in that household would sociology be considered a practical major, though Patrick does seem to have practical skills.
  19. Thank you. I don't know, but I suspect David may not have been with an uncircumcised guy before, and the fact that he was feeling a little tired of religious observance may have made that more intriguing to him.
  20. Thank you, @sandeman. My challenge, other than the era, was to try to write a story that wasn't taking a position, but about two men at a particular time and place. I don't know if I was up to it, but it feels like a worthwhile exercise.
  21. To be honest, I was trying very hard to not tell a moral story or a justification or a condemnation. But the fact is that knowing risks does not mean not taking them, because it's a very human thing to do.
  22. Sorry, buddy. That's why I released an expanded version of the much happier Passionfruit at the same time. I'm sure there could have been a happier story about being gay in 1992 but I felt I had to acknowledge some if the weariness and frustration.
  23. Chapter Nine I nodded toward the stall. Mark pushed himself up off the wall with a grunt, knees complaining. He turned and scoped the room the way he would have scoped a doorway. Cop instincts still firing even now, after the badge had gone back in the pocket and the name had gone from Hayes to Mark. He rounded the hip-high partition and tested the space with his body, back to the door, measuring the angle, the swing, how much room a second man would have if the night walked in on
  24. To those reading along: This is a more bleak story than most I publish on GA, so I decided to also revise a more light-hearted and enjoyable story. If you need a refresh after Against the Wall, my older Passionfruit is updated with new material:
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