Colin Hunt, a vivacious and outspoken art student, is a comic-reading, anime-loving, all-around geek. What he lacks in size, he most definitely makes up for in personality. But things have been tough for him lately. A heavy workload. A showcase to prepare for his final. A sick mother to take care of. Ever the optimist, he's more interested in finding someone to have some fun with rather than finding anyone serious. For Dexter Erikson, life has been difficult ever since an accident left him in foster care and cost him part of his arm. After discovering music therapy, he found an outlet for his pain and the perfect way to express himself. Now, sporting tattoos and piercings, Dexter is the lead singer of a pretty kick-ass punk rock band and owns the stage like it's nobody's business. He’s also goofy and dorky, shy and bashful, with a bad habit of falling in love yet a horrible fear of commitment. So what happens when vivacious geek meets shy punk rocker? The first answer is a lot of sex. The second answer might bring both Colin and Dexter to places they never dreamed possible.

Rock and Roll Chose Me

Because other than some miraculous recovery for his Ma, the only thing Colin wanted in his life was to scream from every rooftop that he loved Dexter Erikson. Not shouting it out to everyone he saw on the streets was hard enough. And they were strangers. Not telling Dexter was even harder than not screaming it to everyone.


Whenever he saw Dexter, Colin wanted to tell him. Whenever he opened his mouth to say something, Colin had to make sure the words ‘I love you’ didn’t burst out first. When Dexter kissed him. When Dexter touched him. When Dexter sang to him. Before, during, and after sex. All Colin wanted to do was turn those soft moans into admissions of his love for Dexter. It’d gotten so dangerously close at times that he had to actually bite his tongue. No metaphors; Colin’s bitten down on his tongue to keep from saying it.


Chapter 73