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§ § Sunday, December 17, 1989 I slept the day away, still feeling this strange tiredness during the day, a tiredness I now figured was a first taste of the Death Sleep Vlad spoke of last night. But, when I awoke this evening around 7 PM after the sun had set, I felt strangely refreshed! I had a particular hunger, though…or maybe thirst is a better way to describe it…for that strange delicious broth Vlad had been making for me. I found it waiting for me at the dining table inside a

§ § Saturday, December 16, 1989 The marks on my neck where Vlad bit me are starting to heal already. Vlad had a strange salve that he put on them and they started to heal over. They were causing me some pain so he took care of that for me. He’s also been feeding me a delicious reddish broth that he says ‘builds back the blood’. It’s strange thinking of him slaving over a stove wearing an apron cooking soup! I’ve been feeling better today. Vlad’s care has really helped. I’m not so

Not quite turned. We still have two more bites to go! 😊

§ § Wednesday, December 13, 1989 I’ve been going over and over it in my mind all day. The horror of it. The beauty of it! How could I even consider condoning it? But, in the context of what I now know about Vlad and this community of vampires…it seems perfectly natural for them. It is perfectly natural…and I want to become part of that nature! I wonder what kind of madness has grabbed me that I’d even want to become one of these things! I know it stems from this…love…that grows be

@Ianstarlight, I’ll be here when you can contact me.

There’s so many memories it’s hard to encapsulate them. Comsie was unbelievably gifted at telling Coming Of Age stories like New Kid In School here. I know of few who could match him. It will be a year in April since his passing and I still can’t believe it. I loved his soul and feel so lucky and grateful that he would share it with us so openly. If you have any questions about him that I can answer feel free to message me @Ianstarlight.

Oops! I must have missed this! I’ll need to get on this and cook something up.

Things are heating up for our boys: https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/7 https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/8 https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/9

Monday So, today was strange. Why is it when you get to a certain place in your life it’s like the universe knows this and starts throwing you curve balls? It’s just plain weird! Rest assured, this has nothing really to do with Billy and what we have planned for tomorrow, it was just…other people today. So, to start out with, Stevie. . . He was waiting for me at the bike rack this morning which I found a little strange because Stevie is usually late to class…never early

Sunday I’m on fire! I literally feel like I’m on fire right now. . . He occupies every thought and every dream. I can’t stop thinking about what happened yesterday! Even at church all my thoughts were on Billy and his nearly sucking me off yesterday. That’s a hell of a place to be thinking the dirtiest, sexiest thoughts imaginable. I probably am going to Hell for it…but honestly I don’t care at the moment. Heaven is being in Billy’s mouth with his tongue lapping at the botto

It is definitely the start of something wonderful right now! ❤️‍🔥

Friday So, Billy seemed very distracted today at lunch. Billy, myself, and Sam had lunch together and we managed to do it without any of the weirdness from last time. But, Billy wasn’t talking much. He did a couple of ‘mmm-hmms’ and ‘that’s greats’ as Sam was talking about one of his latest enthusiasms. Something about a model he was building. I don’t know. I was more concerned with why Billy was being so quiet. Whatever it is, he’s not ready to tell me. Though that hurts a little

This story tracks along with Brandon Smiling. 😊 But, you can infer what Chandler is talking about from the content of this story.

More comes. I just need to keep writing. 😊

Ok…so no bullshit, right? You honestly came out to Billy and told him you really, really truly, no contest, LOVE him? No half-assed googlie-eyed staring matches or ‘silent understandings’ in bed while playing footsie? None of this, ‘I love you, but I don’t really want you to know that’ crap? You, honest to God, came right out and told him you loved him and…he totally reciprocated? You might be able to hear me squealing even all the way out there in the ‘burbs! I KNEW you cou

Always. I’ll have a “Chandler’s Hands” one up as soon as I write it! 😝

Book 3 is out. There are some amazing developments there.

My pleasure!

Ooops. Forgot to post these last week: Entry 4: https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/4 Entry 5: https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/5 Entry 6: https://gayauthors.org/story/mrm/brandon-smiling-from-the-billy-chase-chronicles-3/6

Oh, thank you for that vote of confidence, @HARRYWALTER! This story needs a good editing before I could even consider it for publishing, but I’m glad you think it worthy of professional publishing. This was a challenge to write, but very rewarding. It doesn’t get much attention, so I’m very glad that you saw fit to read it and enjoy it. Admittedly, this story was never going to be a happy one in the end though it does start a legacy that builds the ancestry for the character Brandon Temple that I write for the series Brandon Smiling. That’s why I have it set in the same universe as Brandon and Billy Chase (a creation of our late great @Comicality, may he RIP). In this way, there is an implied happy ending. The story of the Temples continues and it all starts with the love of Adrien and Cedric here in this ‘prequel’ to Brandon Smiling.

~sigh~ I guess we’ll never know, Gabe. 😢

I’m still trying to figure out if the dance is a minuet or a waltz.

Thursday So at lunch today, Billy and I went to the lawn outside away from everybody so we could be together privately, just like I planned. It was so nice to be alone with him without prying eyes around. I let myself go. I just watched his every expression and his every movement. Hehehehe, I even watched how he breathed! I just can’t get enough of him. He’s beautiful! The way the sunlight catches in that dark golden hair of his. The way his cheeks apple up when he smiles and makes tho

I’m so sorry you had a rough go of it. I did too, though I didn’t attempt suicide. I just stayed in the closet most of my life and denied myself any chance of finding love. Chandler is the person I wished I’d had back in my teens. In an abstract way, I hope he become the person some of my readers might need when things are tough for them and if they are still afraid and in the closet. Thank you so much for reading and commenting, @Steve Farner. I sure apprciate it!

Wednesday Today, the tug-of-war between my fears and my love for Billy was tested…greatly! Getting to school, I waited all day through all my stupid classes for lunch to roll around so I could have lunch with Billy and be with him…fully…like I promised! The clock couldn’t have moved slower. What the teachers were saying couldn’t have meant less! All I wanted was time with my Billy! Time alone with him. Just Billy and me…so we could be in love with one another and not have to apologize