TheEggman

*** As was posted on Timmy's Treehouse Nov. 5, 2013 *** Tonight, I am the bearer of tragic news. The world has lost a great man tonight. D, of D&B, passed on to the next life. Not only was he a great writer; but he was a great friend and a caring father figure to quite a few people who owe what they have become to his generosity with his love. His wit and friendship will be deeply missed; his puns might take a little longer, but they will be missed too. He was always there to lend a hand however he could. All of us will miss him, not just the CSU authors that worked with him, but all of the readers and board members over the years who have interacted with him. Please feel free to leave comments and memories below, if you can. Please keep Barb (the 'B' in D&B ) in your prayers; during this time she needs all of the support we can give her. Dave, give Kyle a hug when you meet him at the Pearly Gates. I’ll see you there! AC Please pardon the delay in sharing this; it's taken us most of the week to recover from the sudden shock. (TheEggman) The family has requested that memorials be in the form of donations to a local LGBT organization in memory of David Wilbur.

LGO-31 has been my primary goal since July. I started a new job in July also, thus the slow writing. Guaranteed, it won't be 5 years, like between chapters 8 and 9.

With only the TV lighting his room, Corey cuddled with Drew on his bed. This was the third night they had watched the eleven o’clock news. Corey knew it was the result of seeing the movie ‘Saving Private Ryan’, and the next morning’s conversation with Drew’s parents. Corey agreed that they needed to pay attention to current events, but it was often frustrating. They had changed their Internet account front pages to see preferred news stories. Corey was seeing one set of news from his Excite acco

Monday morning, August third, siding contractors arrived at the Hundser residence before eight o’clock. Drew was with Corey over at the Seavers’, but Keith, Prez and John were still in bed asleep when contractors began tearing the old siding off the house. Rudely awakened, all three staggered out of bed. Intending to let Rush out back for his morning toidy, Prez found contractors in the backyard too. Realizing that they would have to walk Rush, Keith grabbed granola bars and two eight-ounce bott

The first couple to wake Sunday morning was Ben and Graham. Disturbingly, Graham was crying and thrashing at seven-ten in the morning. Ben firmly shook his partner awake from the nightmare. Gasping and nervously looking around, Graham huffed an explosive sigh of relief. Ben frowned, “Again, huh?” Nodding and wiping his eyes, Graham desperately wept, “I can’t believe this fucking shit. It wasn’t even real; only a ‘what if’ possibility that I never even thought of, but there it was, to making a f

Mike and Derrick had finished almost all the housework by nine-thirty that Friday morning. The prior nights towels were folded and returned to the master bathroom linen closet; the master bed sheets were washed, dried and the bed remade the way Doug and Brian had shown them. The guest bed was also remade. The kitchen, dining area and living room were spotless. Only that morning’s towels were still in the washing machine, but everything else in the house looked good. The last thing to be done was

In the studio of Doug’s and Brian’s home in Agoura Hills, Glen’s watch alarm began beeping at eight in the morning. He woke his boyfriend, Craig, the usual way, by rubbing his butt and whispering his name. Craig groaned, “It’s morning already?” “Yep, I’m afraid so,” Glen grinned. Always a light sleeper, Aaron heard his friends and softly asked, “You dudes are takin’ off?” Glen smiled, “I have to work at nine. You’re relieving me at three. Are you staying?” Aaron hummed then grinned, “Yeah, w

Corey went to bed that Tuesday night incredibly happy. In the shower, he had been shown so much love and consideration that he could barely believe it. Protecting him from any verbal or physical extremes was Drew. Brian, Pete, Keith and Prez had all washed his erection. If Brian and Prez had known how Corey felt about them, would they have still only washed his bone, or would they have tried to jack him off, Corey wondered. Until that experience, only Drew had touched Corey’s hard cock, but each

After a dip in the pool, during which time neither Drew nor Corey swam much, they dried off and went inside. In the kitchen, Lanna worried, “Are you two all right?” Stopping, Corey grinned, “We’re great, mom.” Drew explained, “We’ve been talking all day about jealousies and how we’re going to deal with it.” “Oh,” Lanna softly groaned, “now I understand why that kiss was so urgent.” “Well, it was!” Corey giggled. Going to the living room, Corey called, “Dad, can you join us?” Bill Seaver got

Sunday morning, July twenty-sixth, Prez, Keith, Derrick and Mike woke with the alarm. They gathered together for a simple circle-jerk in the shower before actually bathing. They then raced around the house, gathering clean white shirts and getting them hung on hangers, getting their black work slacks moved from the washing machine and into the dryer, having cereal for breakfast, taking care of Rush and hurrying out of the house to get to rehearsal. Everyone, except Jessy, arrived at the Gibbons

Saturday morning the alarm went off at nine o’clock in the master bedroom of Doug and Brian’s house in Agoura Hills. Mike slapped it off and groaned. Derrick reached for his lover’s morning wood, knowing it would help get him motivated. Holding Derrick’s hand still, Mike began softly chuckling. Derrick grinned, “Don’t tell me it took four rounds of three-on-one to wear you out?” Prez helplessly sniggered. Semi-conscious, Keith bared a toothy grin. “Not worn out,” Mike yawned, “afraid that if I

Four couples remained on the king sized bed chatting. Brian, Pete and Prez shared stories about Yosemite National Park. The excitement evident in Prez’s tone, Derrick smiled and shared a meaningful glance with Mike. Knowing that this was what Derrick looked forward to most, Mike planted a quick kiss on Derrick’s cheek. Keith showed them the Polaroid photos taken of Mirror Lake, Bridalveil Fall, Vernal Fall, Half Dome, El Capitan, dinner at the Wawona Hotel and of the giant redwoods at Mariposa G

That Tuesday afternoon, at Yosemite National Park, Brian, Pete, Keith and Prez had spent almost two hours climbing from the valley floor and up the steep, wet rock path to the top of Vernal Fall. Once there, they discovered a large lake. Hot and sweaty from the climb, they saw many other teenagers and kids using a wet, granite incline that fed the lake as a natural sliding board. They hiked over and joined the masses, sliding down the smooth granite and into the lake. Shocked by the extremely co

Since the camping trip, Corey’s desire for intercourse had dwindled dramatically. Saturday, Corey’s anus was understandably sore. With every bathroom trip, Drew inspected Corey’s bum as requested, worried that perhaps his girth had really hurt him, but there was no visible sign of bleeding, bruising or swelling. Corey enjoyed feeling Drew’s finger carefully checking the outside and the inside. In bed Saturday night, Corey asked for another examination. Drew did so and got carried away, licking a

Friday morning, I woke up to the phone ringing and Prez missing from our bed. It was just before nine in the morning. I knew Prez was likely taking care of Rush, but I could hear him talking and then soon, loudly laughing, “Okay, okay!” Barely a minute later, Prez returned to our room. He grinned, “Mike’s outta control. We’re supposed to get to his house by ten.” I smirked, “And if we’re a few minutes late, like he always is?” “It’s my dick and yours!” Prez laughed, and crawled back onto the b