FanLit

Whether you rage in prose or literally as you’ve described, it your right and I hope you do so. It’s when we keep in the toxic feelings that they turn on us. You have such a gift for making your point resonate in the most poignant chords. Thank you for sharing it, Beautiful Man.

How beautifully, erotically stimulating, with a dash of melancholic longing. I’m glad you had it and I’m sorry you miss it. 😘 🍻

CONGRATULATIONS❣️❣️🧑‍🎓 🎓 🎉 🎁 👏 Your son is a graduate. Period. That is true with or without a cap and gown and is a major accomplishment in and of itself....even more so if additional challenges come into play (as you’ve indicated). Most people like weddings but weddings symbolize the start of a marriage; That walk across the stage is symbolic and while it would be nice to do, your son’s accomplishment stands; He is on his way. A heartfelt congratulations to your son and to all of you who have loved and supported him. (and continue to, I’m sure) Nice chapter, by the way. 😊

And your food content!! Lol!! I swear, you, Wayne Gray and mikiesboy always leave me hungry reading your stories, 😄

How David “turns out” or how David is “turned out”? 😄 Very intriguing story. I think I’m somewhere in between, not vanilla but not hardcore; I enjoy reading about different journeys and perspectives, you never know where it’ll take you. You're batting a thousand, kbois....I’ve yet to read a story of yours that isn’t engaging.

Bratty will be found and Aidan is right, Rick going with his brother-in-law is a bad idea....

I think Bratty added to her family, in more ways than her pending litter. I hope Rick gets to have his own place soon; He definitely needs away from his brother in law.

I’m thinking Rick is going to change Aidan’s life (and heart) in more ways than one and that Rick will be similarly affected. I like what I’ve read so far. 👍

“Chase? Please listen and try to not hate me. I have so many regrets, but doing that to you, sleeping with him, it didn’t give me any satisfaction at all“ Why do we call it “sleeping with” when sleeping isn’t what is going on at the time? (Maybe afterwards) A spade should be called a spade, or a fuck a fuck (for the PC amongst us, sex should be called sex) ”Poor Kevin? Please! He knew exactly what he was doing. My side of the bed wasn’t even cold when that little weasel slid into it, so don’t expect for me to feel sorry for poor Kevin.” Brava Chase!! 👏 Interesting that Hank would feel guilt for leading Kevin on, when he should have realized that Kevin wasn’t really being a good friend to him....just goes to show that guilt provides a very distorting flavor. I could see a reconciliation between Chase and Hank....personally this felt too soon. The heart wants what it wants though and sometimes a big leap of faith needs to be taken instead of baby steps. What was interesting to note was that the dynamic of their relationship seems to have changed in every way, as it appears Chase was previously the bottom in their relationship and Hank let him top in their reunion sex. “Once their foreplay reached a fever pitch, Hank made him aware of what he wanted, and while it surprised him, he didn’t question it. They’d had mostly defined roles in the past, but this was now, and Chase adapted happily.” This will be a relationship between equals, where one shores up the other when needed. Love may not always be enough to save a relationship but when you are willing to work so that love has a healthy place to thrive? Then, love is everything. Unhappy endings= 0 HEA=♾ (that’s supposed to be infinity) 😄 🍻

Nice cliffhanger to end Part I. I’m on a love/hate see saw about Part II because I fear what it means for this foursome. Great writing, Katya. Stay safe.

MmmHmm. That’s why I said what I said I’ll deal with dangled with cliffhangers (though the other dangles might’ve been more fun.)

I don’t know what it would take to convince our esteemed author to post more than once a week but I ain’t holding my breath about it, lol!! You know he thinks the double chapters he occasionally posts (which are deeply, deeply appreciated thankyousomuch) are more than enough. He likes dangling things in front of us. 😉 (Well some of us....being that I’m a chick) 🤷‍♀️

And a correction: I don’t know why I’m saying “would be” to that asshole being a sexual predator or rapist when he clearly is; Chase was not an isolated incident and definitely not the last person he put those “moves” on. It seems “Endings” is his hunting ground (or one of many?). I’m surprised someone hasn’t put an “ending” to his reign of terror. Fucking Sleaze. 💩

Umm, yeeeaaahhh....and water is wet.

Maybe that’s what happens when you order a Corona nowadays....😳 Bits and pieces of that momentous night come back to Chase post mortem but I think it’s a good thing; He is emotionally stronger now and that can only be a positive in his dealing with whatever he finds out. Part of that is that everything that happened that night wasn’t his fault-yes, he ran away from Hank but a pushy would be sexual predator and a boyfriend hair triggered to have a nuclear reaction to someone he loved “betraying” him in such a manner was the perfect shit storm. (Nitro meet glycerin 💣) Based on what it appeared Chase and Hank had before, what happened could and should have been a stumble on his and Hank’s road together, it was Hank’s reaction that ended their romantic journey, just like it was Hank’s reaction that destroyed his relationship with Lilah. I actually think it’s a good thing Chase ran into Hank at “Endings”; Hank came there hoping to bump into Chase, as it was stated he didn’t really favor the place and only went there because Chase liked it. There is unfinished business between them that needs to be addressed and I think that is what Hank went there to do. I don’t know how much (if any) of the confrontation between Chase and Mr. Would be Rapist Hank saw but his reaction to it will be an indication if he listened to anything Chase told him that evening and that will determine if they have a future relationship of any kind. Nice cliffy, Gary.

Wayne❣️❣️ This was beautiful....perfect; Both the story and the poem. “I see you inherited your grandfather's head of hair." That line made me laugh, as for a while it was believed baldness was inherited from your maternal grandfather, lol.

WHEW!! Leave my Desmond alone!! What an unholy alliance between these four (plus Nex, for the moment), lol. There are few things that can stop their combined forces in this world, let’s see if Doriel is one of them. At least we know Vivienne is truly dead.

Without proof or confession, a previous chapter points to the new school baseball coach via some of the more homophobic teammates who didn’t want Levi and Brody on the team. From “Outted!!!” (Chapter 3) ”Coach Broman located Jasper who played catcher for the team, who also happened to be the player he overheard ranting about the pair. “Jasper,” he called out, “a word with you!” “Yes, Coach?” Jasper answered as he ran to the man’s side. Broman’s face contained a snarl, “those two… you know light in the loafers kids…” he made a limp-wristed hand motion, “if you want team captain take care of them. I want them off the team as much as you do.” Jasper nodded his head, “’N I get no repercussions from the team?” “Zilch,” the Coach said, “I don’t care how you do it. Just get it done quickly.”

Thank you. 😘 Guess I’m a mirror image of you, then. 😉

I like to think he recognized that his hero was his mother, instead of his father. His life blew up at fourteen because of what he thought his mother did-but it was his father’s actions that destroyed his family. His mother gave him fourteen years of a solid foundation in the guise of a happy childhood (at great cost) and never gave up on the hope of reconciling with her only child. To me, that actually goes beyond heroic.

That would be WONDERFUL!! There is a heartfelt sympathy in my soul for marginalized populations and the struggle endured to just be. I’ve always felt like a rounded square trying to fit into a perfectly round hole....not the least of which is because I’m a black woman who doesn’t really conform to the perceptions or expectations general society has of a black woman. (sometimes even among my “own”) At times, I wrap my differentness around me like a favorite blanket; Other times, my unique mantle feels like wet wool upon my shoulders; Depends on the day, depends on my mood.

Nuh uh. Faith=Power. Every time.

I agree....with both your concerns. ❤️ 😘

May the escape this story provided you be a turn in your gloom and concern. Be safe.