A Half-Ounce of Gold 3. The XXX Series

A captivating tale which left me guessing till the end what the title was about, but was made clear, much to my relief.

You show admirably how it is possible to be both explicit and tasteful. With a bitter-sweet but realistic ending, which makes the short episode you let us share of the lives of both men so much more believable than when they had lived happily ever after.

What I have to say further I have seen heatly debated on this site and elsewhere, so I know I'm on slippery ground.

While I was reading and experiencing, through the acting of your couple, familiar scenes and feelings, I was wondering whether this story could have been written by someone not being a gay man. I have read my share of explicit m/m stories and realise that the mechanics of male lovemaking can be, even if not personally experienced, adequately described by any able author.
For me, though, your tale adds something important I cannot name by name, that I often miss in other stories. I think it has something to do with the recongition that here someone is writing who knows (and is able to fit in words) what feelings and emotions men making love have and describes exactly how I would feel in a similar situation. Feelings and emotions that in my humble opinion can only be understood by another gay man.
So my answer to my own question is, that this story could only be written by a Gay man, with a capital G, just the way you like it.
Which is meant as high praise.
Thanks, AC, for this wonderful story.

"Puck" will no longer only have associations with A Midsummer Night's Dream for me in future.

On 2/15/2017 at 2:23 PM, J.HunterDunn said:

A captivating tale which left me guessing till the end what the title was about, but was made clear, much to my relief.

You show admirably how it is possible to be both explicit and tasteful. With a bitter-sweet but realistic ending, which makes the short episode you let us share of the lives of both men so much more believable than when they had lived happily ever after.

What I have to say further I have seen heatly debated on this site and elsewhere, so I know I'm on slippery ground.

While I was reading and experiencing, through the acting of your couple, familiar scenes and feelings, I was wondering whether this story could have been written by someone not being a gay man. I have read my share of explicit m/m stories and realise that the mechanics of male lovemaking can be, even if not personally experienced, adequately described by any able author.

For me, though, your tale adds something important I cannot name by name, that I often miss in other stories. I think it has something to do with the recongition that here someone is writing who knows (and is able to fit in words) what feelings and emotions men making love have and describes exactly how I would feel in a similar situation. Feelings and emotions that in my humble opinion can only be understood by another gay man.

So my answer to my own question is, that this story could only be written by a Gay man, with a capital G, just the way you like it.

Which is meant as high praise.

Thanks, AC, for this wonderful story.

 

"Puck" will no longer only have associations with A Midsummer Night's Dream for me in future.

Thank you, Peter. I take your larger thesis to fall along similar lines as knowing about IQ and EQ. Intelligent Quotients are well understood and readily quantified, but new science is looking into a person's Emotional Quotient as well; it's the interaction of the two that paints a lively and more detailed picture of an individual's personality. I don't want to get into too much 'trouble' myself…so I guess I'll leave it at that

In regards to your other comments, I'm glad you mentioned the gold. Here the narrator was wondering if Salleh hustled him for money, and the younger man gifts him with not only the Hollywood experience of a Bali love affair, but also with something of intrinsic value – a half ounce of gold. It played peek-a-boo in some of the earlier sexual encounters, but in the final one, it seemed to take on a whole gravitational weight of emotion for the narrator he might not have been too ready to admit at the time.

Thank you, Peter – dear friend – for a beautiful review. I appreciate all of your support.