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Boy Mercury X

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  1. Thank you, @Daddydavek. I appreciate you sticking with it.
  2. If you enjoyed this, I think you'll be on board for Part Two.
  3. Thank you, Tris. I don't know what you did expect, but I'm glad you plan to return. I intend to publish all three parts over three days, so Part Two on Saturday and Three on Sunday.
  4. 1. The Unexpected Reunion Some things find their perfect form early, and just decide to keep it. Gus Cooper Auto Repair is one of those things. It was the neighborhood fixture where families brought their cars for gas and TLC since before I was born. It’s been seventeen years since I graduated and got out of dodge, and it looks unchanged. It's almost the only thing that hasn’t changed. The boxy, grey slate of new million-dollar townhomes looms on either side, sandwiching the lot,
  5. Avery is a consultant and master of traveling light. A breakup sends him home to lick his wounds—a temporary situation, but aren't they all? The variable he didn't plan on is Dino, the high school jock turned divorced mechanic. Does their weekend fling have a future? Or will it end in another exit strategy?
  6. AJ's hunt for hot dads goes sideways when he's caught filming a DILF in aisle 4. Dragged into security, he expects the police but faces a beefy guard and a humiliating ultimatum instead. The city boy learns local justice is rough. The camera is rolling, and the only way out is on his knees.
  7. Chapter 1. The Golden Ratio Arthur James—AJ to friends and co-workers—hated leaving the city. It was Memorial Day weekend, right in the pocket of Seattle’s "Secret Season"—that glorious, brief window when the grey burned off to reveal blindingly blue skies, zero humidity, and mountains out in full force. But it was a long weekend, and the boys—Julian, Amari, and Davis—had rented a "rustic cabin" on the coast—"rustic" meaning a chef’s kitchen, satellite TV, and high-thread-count sheets.
  8. @Cane23 I admit, under penalty of perjury, to having a number of visual inspirations, of which a certain ginger looms large.
  9. Chapter 15: Rising Action I turned the handle, and the shower hissed to life, steam instantly filling the small glass enclosure. I stepped under the spray, letting the scalding water beat against the back of my neck, washing away the cold sweat of the library. A moment later, the glass door opened. Finn stepped in. He instantly filled the space, pressing me back against the cool tile. He was magnificent in the steam—his skin flushed with heat, water sluicing down the architecture
  10. @VBlew, I will only say, for now, that researching the trustees would only take an inquisitive mind, swiping the applications the gift of nimble fingers and opportunity. As to hacking Ian's password... maybe a lucky guess? TheSilverString2026?
  11. Thanks @drsawzall. Your soapbox is appreciated! I don't think any guy man who was not alive and cognizant in those days can ever understand what it was really like.
  12. @akascrubber I promise we'll learn more tomorrow, in the third and final installment.
  13. Thank you @peter rietbergen. That's very possible! This is an expanded and completely re written version. I'm glad you're enjoy it. Part 2 of 3 was published today, and Part 3 should come out tomorrow morning. 😊
  14. Chapter 8: Suspension of Disbelief The dining hall smelled of roasted garlic and expensive cologne, and—I imagined—tech money to burn, rising up to the vaulted ceiling. We three finalists were each seated at our own tables of ten, with our designated liaisons and clutches of trustees. At my table, Mr. Choi handled the introductions with the breathless energy of a Tony Awards presenter. "And here we have Mr. Ian Smith, one of our distinguished finalists, and his husband, Mr. Finn
  15. Maybe so! More to come tomorrow, when things go deeper!
  16. Chapter 1: The Inciting Incident I held the invitation up to the flickering fluorescent light, watching the gold-leaf edges shimmer against the cream cardstock. I twirled it between my fingers, letting the letters blur, and then arrested the motion. I traced the embossed text with a nervous thumb. The Whitman Society requests your presence for the Fellowship Finalist Weekend. And there, at the bottom, were the only two words I hadn't fretted over since the envelope arrived: Plus O
  17. An ambitious writer competing for a prestigious fellowship encounters a handsome himbo drifter determined to help him — whether he likes it or not.
  18. And having to go into a porn shop to even get your hands on one!
  19. Thanks... in an excellent way.
  20. 1. At half past ten a.m., Buck emerged from the bathroom into the set. Jack watched him step into the room—an airy atrium where natural light centered on a king-size bed. Buck had increased his training and it showed—his warm ivory skin stretched taut over testosterone-laden muscle. His thick cock swayed over his heavy balls as he walked with the swagger of a young gamecock. All eyes turned to Jack for his response. Kyu, the two-man crew, and the two bottoms. None were new to the busin
  21. For Buck's first gay porn performance there's only one choice for his debut director: retired mega porn star Jack Chance, his dad. After all, when mixing family and business what could go wrong?
  22. David Levy has a nose for trouble.
  23. Thank you, @VBlew. At the end of Ch4 you asked if it was possible to fix David's terrible error. I like to think he found a way to draw more attention to the mistake, at his own cost.
  24. Or email. Or text.
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