In the year 2184, the US is divided. Half the country has moved on with the rest of the world, while in middle America, the survivors of the terrorist biological attack that split the country struggle just to stay alive. Though a century has passed, few people brave going behind the borders meant to contain the danger. Even the privatized military is reluctant to do so.<br><br>But that doesn’t stop recently discharged Sullivan Eberle. Only one thing drives him anymore -- the need to find Raphael Hamada. He doesn’t know why. He only knows he must. If that means a lifetime behind the borders, then so be it.<br><br>Rafe Hamada ran away from the real world when he was still a kid. The last thing he wants is to be found, especially by a soldier who can’t even tell him why it was so important to locate him in the first place. He’d like nothing more than for Sullivan to leave, but turning his back on a man alone and friendless is against everything Rafe stands for ...

Penny Candles

At no time in his entire life had Rafe had the opportunity to savor a man’s body like this, especially one he’d been intimate with. He ran the towel lovingly over the taut swell of his buttocks, and even more so along inside of his thighs. When Sullivan’s heavy balls brushed against the back of Rafe’s hand, he turned his wrist to cup them, rolling them gently between his fingers as Sullivan spread his legs even more. He didn’t go further, though he knew they both wanted it. This didn’t feel like the right time for something so blatantly sexual, not for either of them. And Sullivan didn’t protest when he released the sac, which only confirmed his decision.


He pressed to Sullivan’s back as soon as he was dry, wrapping him in a tight embrace, heedless of the fact his front was still damp. “No couch for you,” he said. “I want you with me tonight.”


Nodding, Sullivan turned his head, meeting Rafe halfway for a tender, lopsided kiss. “Thank you.”


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