Two years ago, Chris and his boyfriend left the city to settle in a small town at the US-Canada border. Eager to start a new life, Chris bought the Frontier Café, but a year later, his boyfriend dumped him, leaving Chris the only openly gay man in town. Nowadays he's resigned to a life of romantic solitude.<br><br>Hank spent the last years traveling through the country for his job as a water plant engineer. Deeply closeted, he's careful about the men he meets. Like the rivers he studies, he runs fast through the land.<br><br>In town only for a few weeks, Hank is intent on getting the job done and returning home out west to take care of his father. But Chris’s warm manner and decadent desserts are no match for Hank’s defense mechanisms. For the first time in his life, he finds himself wanting to go with the flow.

No River Wide Enough

I smiled and rolled the heels of my hands up and down his back. After a few minutes of that, a change began occurring. He was looser, his body moving with me, and not resisting so much. I was able to rub a little deeper, and as I worked on his back, I lost myself in the motion of our bodies rocking gently with each stroke. He was finally relaxing. We didn’t say a word, the scent of the oil soothing me, and though my hands were getting tired, I could have massaged his shoulders all night. I raised my eyes to see the candle light throwing my shadow on the wall. Underneath me, Hank was still, but something in his body language spoke to me. I could feel him turning on and knew that he needed a little more than a back rub. Reading his subtle signals, I caressed his lower back, my fingers grazing the edge of his jeans. Slowly, I leaned closer to kiss his neck. “Would you like a happy ending, sir?” I breathed into his ear, teasing him.


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