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

“He says that word a lot, just so you know,” Tucker said.


“And does it, huh? Surely you two have consummated your anuses by now.”


Tucker shook his head. Chad happily answered. “A whole bunch of times. The first night we got back together.”


“Lucky fucks.” Roy was indeed wearing underwear. They were white in the back and a sort of mod blue-and-teal, with a gold circle design in front. When the jeans went down, so did they a bit. A lot of hair was on display, and the top of his penis.


“Shoes,” Chad said. “Duh.” He untied Roy’s Converse sneakers, took the one off his foot, and then went for the second one. Roy pursed his lips again, and held his breath. Chad tickled the sole of his socked good foot. “Relax,” he said.


Roy smiled and wiggled his toes. Tucker kicked off his shoes, and then reached for Roy’s sock, stealing a glance at his still-exposed pelvis as he pulled it off.


Chapter 102