Bowing to his parents’ homophobic demands, Professor Henry Rodimacher always chose Christmas with his family over spending it with his partner. However, when Jeremy became terminally ill, Henry defied his family and stayed home for Jeremy’s final Christmas. After Jeremy passes, Henry decides it’s time to mend fences, so despite a raging snowstorm, he starts the long drive home. Before he gets very far, though, he’s alarmed to see a hitchhiker out in the weather, Henry offers the man a ride, and is surprised the hitchhiker is Jimmy Wilks, a former student of his. The heavy snow eventually forces Henry and Jimmy to leave the highway and take refuge in an abandoned log cabin. As the two hunker down to wait out the storm, they give into their mutual attraction and celebrate a wonderful Christmas together. Can their newfound love survive once the snow thaws? Will history repeat itself with Henry going back home alone, or will the magic of their best Christmas ever live on into the New Year and beyond?

Best Christmas Ever

Jimmy wrapped his legs around Henry. Henry buried his face in Jimmy’s chest hair. He shifted so his legs hung off the side of the bed, Jimmy on his lap with arms around Henry’s neck, Henry’s cock deep inside him.


Both men were lost in the ecstasy of union, of becoming one with one another. They existed only for this moment, there was no tomorrow, there had been no yesterday. There was only now, and the total blending of their souls through the joining of their bodies.


They would never pass this way again. This first time would never be replicated. Both men gave themselves fully to the moment and each other, the passion of sex opening the door to the bonding of their lives.


Chapter 12