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DOUG 1996 was a hurricane of activity for Brent and myself. By mid-year, Brent – now Brad Williams, a card-carrying SAG member – had starting acting in films, with small speaking roles, in Titanic and LA Confidential. I was especially pleased that the director’s assistant position allowed me to learn and also contribute to the post-production and editing process of the ‘Confidential’ film. Being Sam Barron’s man can open a lot of doors. But after that, you must produce. Both the director and
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DOUG As soon as we got to Northwest’s boarding gate, I asked Brent to watch the carry-ons while I scouted out the new Starbuck’s kiosk for a morning caffeine fix. Someone had told me that this coffee company was going to be larger than McDonald’s some day. ‘Yeah,’ I thought, ‘fat chance.’ Walking down the concourse, I spotted our traveling companions. Because Mike and Dave were going to Chicago after the weekend, we had driven separately to the airport. “Hey, guys. Top o’ the mornin’,”
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MIKE The rest of July was a daily grind of trying to survive Tennessee’s hot, humid days and tepid nights. Doug gave me the highlights of the L.A. trip in regards to his folk’s acceptance of Brent. I was really happy for the guys. At some point, I’d have to make a trip to Chicago and give mom the rundown on my life…the changes, and the addition of Dave. With dad, I really didn’t give a shit. Maybe I could get extra leave in September and take a side-trip to Chicago with Dave after the long
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BRENT “I’m not opposed to discussing this. I performed in ‘Little Theater’ productions at the 92nd Street ‘Y’ for several years. It was fun. And I was in some drama workshops at Columbia. After the Navy, I plan on going to school out here and get a degree.” “If you’re patient, I can get you jobs that shoot around your school year. If I’m correct, the only problem you’ll have is trying to attend classes while your name is above the title two blocks away at the Fox in Westwood.” I l
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The birthday dinner and physical endearment afterwards were perfect. Dave and Mike took turns expressing their growing love to each other. Dave left around midnight so that he could be at the pool early Sunday morning. He was relieved that Mike had been thinking of contingency plans for later in the year. DAVE Mike outdid himself for the Monday 4th of July celebration. Wow, what a crowd. Jim was assigned to the Club for the day and it was fun working with him. Once getting our lustful
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DOUG On Sunday afternoon after the Mayor’s Carnival Brunch, I returned to the apartment to find Brent already there, zonked out on the king bed. ‘What a guy,’ I observed proudly, as I walked into the bedroom. I stripped and joined him under the sheets. Like me, he was ‘au naturel.’ We probably spent about an hour sleeping and snuggling. At some point, he woke up and stroked my hair as he said, “Hi, Doug. I missed you.” “Thanks, me too. I’m absolutely beat from this weekend of part
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DAVE My financial advisor suggested buying real estate because San Diego was quite a bargain, coming out of the early nineties real estate bust. We found a 3,200 square foot, spacious, 50-year-old three-bedroom home that an older gay couple had modernized recently. They were anxious to sell because of a nasty split up and accepted my first and final offer of $150,000. The purchase closed the end of January 1996, and I was now the owner of California real estate. It was a two-story hous
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DAVE The rest of September moved rapidly to a close after we returned to Memphis. My orders came during the last week. Rather than going to San Diego, and the Coral Sea, I would be flying to Newport News, Virginia. I would be part of the skeleton crew for the shakedown cruise on a new aircraft carrier due to be commissioned and then sailed to the San Diego North Island homeport. 15 October was my detachment date, reporting to the U.S.S. John Stennis three days later. Sunday, 30 September, w
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MIKE The Minneapolis Northwest terminal was a hive of early morning activity. The airline dominated the city and it was literally impossible to fly in and out of the ‘Cities’ without using NWA. Doug and Brent were returning to Memphis on a 0900 flight, and Dave and I were on a shuttle to Chicago at 0930. After saying our ‘good-byes’ and seeing the Memphis-bound guys off, we waited for boarding the 737. The area was full of business-type ‘road warriors’ ready to ply their trade in the Windy
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MIKE The next two weeks were S.O.P. – Standard Operating Procedure. I was busy with the activities at the club. Being June, we were booked with weddings, primarily for the dependents of retired officers living in the Memphis area. And, although some bitched and complained about our prices, they knew that they’d never find a better value anywhere else. S.O.P. continued to include stopping by the pool, mid-morning, to meet my man. He was developing a tan that accented his tight, toned bo
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BRENT Doug and I had finished our dates fairly early. We were both only required to be “nephews” to some visiting businessmen. I lucked out. My client asked me to meet him midtown at Ronnie Grisanti and Sons restaurant for cocktails and dinner. The guy was lonely and he just wanted company. In that he was from New York, we clicked immediately and shared an insider’s point of view concerning the city. The restaurant served great Tuscan Italian fare with a decent wine list. We said ‘goodbye’
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DAVE ‘Holy samolie,’ I thought, ‘how did this happen so quickly?’ First, Mike had appeared under the most unusual set of circumstances. Something I would have never imagined. But there he was – the most important person in my life forever. Then, Phil and Brent arrived and budding friendships resulted…obviously the period of loneliness in my life had passed. I walked through the rest of the week following my routine. Up early to go to the club pool. Meet with Mike. Do my lifeguard dutie
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MIKE After the clandestine evening phone call, I purposely went over to the club pool early Sunday morning before the pool opened. I wanted to get the details of the conversation from the night before between Dave and Phil, and spending a little more time with my love was a nice coincidental benefit. Since it was Sunday, I dressed in a polo shirt and shorts. I procured two cups of coffee in Styrofoam cups from the club kitchen and found Dave skimming the pool. We sat down at a corner p
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They made it back to Memphis and the shade-lined streets of the university neighborhood in a half-hour. The two cars rolled up in tandem in front of the two-story, 60’s-style apartment building and stopped – school not being in regular session meant fewer cars on the street. Later, Dave and Mike discovered the one assigned car-parking space in the rear. With gear in hand, they got the keys from the apartment manager and went up to inspect in detail what they had rented as a weekend escape.
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DAVE AND MIKE Waking up Saturday morning, the two new lovers were entwined in each other’s arms and legs, with Mike on his back and the covers kicked to the foot of the bed. Dave started stirring. He opened his eyelids slowly and saw Mike still sleeping, breathing heavily, in the last moments of a good night’s rest. Without looking at the clock, he knew it was almost 6:30 a.m. His morning woodie was resting on Mike’s right thigh. ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘pee hard is a more accurate descrip
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DAVE Mike had dropped me off at AutoZone Park at 3rd and Union, thinking that I wanted to take a tour of this ballpark – home to the Memphis Redbirds. “I love baseball,” I told him. “I want to check out this place, since I have some time to spare.” Once he sped off to the north, I briskly walked over two blocks to the historic Peabody Hotel. This was where I was planning to stage our encounter and adventure tonight. While walking through the stately lobby with the gigantic fountain in
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MIKE I drove my Acura sport coupe – it had been my father’s guilt payment – up the hill into officer country. ‘Damn,’ I recalled, ‘when I needed him 10 years ago, he almost disappeared after he divorced mom.’ Instead of a father I could count on, a great car appeared when I graduated from college. ‘At least with no car payments I only have to worry about gas and changing oil,’ I thought as I eased the car into a space close to the BOQ side door. The full summer moon was like a giant sp
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BRENT AND DAVE Brent walked into the room with coat in hand and tie askew – a slightly rumpled version of the clothing he was wearing earlier at the Rendezvous. He sighed and closed the door. “We’ve got a lot of shit to discuss.” Dave smiled and replied, “Why don’t you change first? While you’re doing that, I’ll go down to the rec room and get a couple of Cokes. Okay?” “Good, because I’m a little thirsty. You need any change?” “I’m good.” Dave got up, slipped on his flip-flop
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My composure returned while moving forward to take the offered cup of coffee. “Don’t ask, don’t tell, worked very well last night, but it’s now time to be honest with each other.” After taking a sip, I continued, “When we’re finished here, I’m driving back to Millington where I’ll change into a uniform. At 0730, I begin another day as an enlisted man – E-5, to be specific. We’re both in the Navy, Doug…or, should I say Lieutenant?” Doug stopped – his cup suspended in mid-air – as he consider
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NOVEL. Four young men from different socio-economic backgrounds meet while serving in the U.S. Navy. Relationships and a natural support group slowly develop. Book 1 of the Splash trilogy.
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Shortly after being transferred to the Naval Air Station, I visited the Backstreet Bar in midtown Memphis. It was a hot, sultry Wednesday night and I wanted to check out the gay action at one of the most popular bars in the city. I was used to heads turning when I walked into any bar. My New York modeling experience had taught me how to walk with a natural but provocative flair, without appearing smug or unapproachable. To be honest, I enjoyed the attention and tonight was no exception. I l
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DAVE I felt excitement as I looked at this elegant old building. “This is the best dry barbeque restaurant in town. I think that you’ll enjoy the food,” Mike said, as we entered this smoky den of the past. “The Rendezvous has been around for a long time. Everyone calls it the ‘Vous.’ This is a real piece of Memphis history.” The interior was well worn but appeared to be well maintained and clean. The exposed brick walls and dark heavy wood beams of the ceiling gave the rooms a stu
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DAVE I trotted down the hill thinking, ‘Jesus, what just happened in the locker room between Mr.…err…Mike and me? I mean, besides getting my rocks off with this cool guy.’ After running on almost empty for nearly two years, in the space of two days I’d certainly rebounded. ‘Still need to get my tank filled though.’ Smiling, I yelled out loudly, “Fill it with premium,” as I crossed the boundary street demarking ‘officer’s country’ and returned to the reality of enlisted life. ‘What is it
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MIKE After the meeting with Dave and taking time to downshift my libido back to first gear, the rest of the morning progressed fairly normally. The Admiral’s chief steward, a distinguished older man with short, snow-white hair, had indeed called about the ten cases of Far Niente Chardonnay from California. I had arranged for the club officer at the North Island Naval Air Station in San Diego/Coronado to buy the wine directly from the winery. The plan had been that the Admiral’s wine would f
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DAVE The trip to the Special Services building was a double success; Jim introduced me to a few more guys with whom I’d be working, and the P.O. on duty issued me two ‘large’ lifeguard trunks. I would have a little more on-the-job room for ‘Davey’. Most importantly, by the time we arrived at the mess hall for dinner, we felt at ease with one another. It was like being pals and we could often already finish each other’s sentences. Of course, grabbing and jerking each other does promote
