Three young men from very different homes, just coming into their own sexuality, bond at a time when information about homosexuality is scarce to the average teen. Their strong connection cannot survive high school and heartache, however, and their triangle collapses under the weight of prejudice and a need to escape.<br><br>Ten years later, Tucker is bitter and hurt by all the tragedy in his life since those long ago happier days. Reclusive, somewhat animalistic, and completely content to stay that way, he’s brought up short by an unexpected confrontation with the past and feelings that won't stay buried.

Fur, Feathers, and Claws

“I’m going to go again. You can suck it, if you want.” Tucker had no idea how he was holding back, unless maybe it was because that was what he wanted. He wanted Roy’s mouth on him. He wanted Roy’s mouth to take his semen.


“I’d have sucked yours.” Tucker drew in a quick breath. The thought of doing that—“I’ll do it now.” Though Roy’s dick was softening, he’d still be able to taste what had come out of it. “Let me, man. Please.” It sent a tingling buzz to the spot behind Tucker’s nuts, to the inside of him, to a place he’d only infrequently stimulated and explored like the Greeks did. The sensation shot straight up his long, slender shaft, right to the overly-sensitive glans. Tucker stroked harder, Roy’s hand still enfolded in his. He slid his hand all the way down, stopping at his full, tightening scrotum, then up and down a few more times, over the ridged edges of the tender, tingling tip, and then it was time to let it go.


Chapter 32