In 1974, Gerry Faun gets the break of his life -- an opportunity to meet gorgeous, openly bisexual, glam-rock idol Mark Devon. Mark's world is new, exciting, and Gerry finally gets to explore the side of his sexuality he's kept hidden. But the press is everywhere, and when Gerry's father gets wind of what's going on behind his back, Gerry ends up on the street. Mark offers to let Gerry come along with the tour and Gerry jumps at the chance. The tour is a never-ending party -- and the start of what seems to be a perfect relationship for him and Mark. Until Mark's manager decides Gerry isn't worth the trouble he's stirring up. In 1994, Gerry is finally coming out of some tough times -- he has a job that pays the bills, a car that hasn't quite broken down, and a small rental in Jersey City. After a decade of barely getting by, if life was as good as it was going to get, Gerry figures he'll manage just fine. It would be easier if he wasn't still haunted by the man the media won't let him forget, the man who stole his heart and then broke it ... the man who’s shown up pleading for a second chance.

Fawn on the Moon

“Bloody hell,” Mark murmured. “Fucking shame you’re up there and can’t take a gander at what I got back here, Fawn. Right beautiful is what it is.” He pulled his hips back, and without waiting for Gerry’s body to adjust to the retreat, Mark slid back in again. With every thrust, Mark gave him that much more, pushing deeper, until Gerry didn’t know if he was groaning from pain or ecstasy. It was the most confusing sensation of Gerry’s life to that point. Take it out, he’d think. You have to take it out!Only to feel his body clench and grip Mark’s cock as Mark pulled away. Put it back in. Fuck, please, put it all the way back in.


Chapter 13