David Majors should be looking forward to a long and prosperous life: after tours in Iraq and Afghanistan, he's attending college courtesy of Uncle Sam and riding the fast track to success. He's tall, fit, and good-looking, so shouldn't the world be his oyster?<br><br>But underneath his clothes -- and beneath the surface -- David is a mess of scar tissue and insecurity. Then he meets Kevin Boxer, another former Army Ranger. Their first night together, Kevin stares David's scars in the face and doesn't flinch, instead showering David with the passion and attention he craves but never imagined possible. Slowly but surely, Kevin helps David rebuild his confidence, and the two of them begin to build their life together.<br><br>But their journey is far from over, and it turns out Kevin may need David to help him heal some scars of his own.

Magic Fingers

I think Kevin was even more pleased with the results than I, based on our discussion when we took the various documents home.


“Babe,” he said, “this is great. The titles to both houses are set up in living trusts, and we have living wills, medical powers of attorney, etcetera, etcetera, and, most important, reciprocal wills.”


“Yeah, if something, God forbid, happens to one of us, nobody has any legal right to screw the survivor.”


We’d discussed at length what to do if we both died, and had decided to leave everything to a foundation run by some friends of George’s in Atlanta. The foundation specialized in providing legal help to gays who were being discriminated against. It had been an easy decision.


“What about your nieces and nephews?”


“Those little fuckers! They barely know Uncle Kevin exists. Screw ‘em. How about yours?”


“At this point, there’s only two, but ditto. Not to mention the fact that my brother is a bit of a jerk.”


Chapter 24