James Duran no longer fits in the world. At forty-five years old, his wife has left him, and his job as a pre-press technician was not just downsized, it was completely eliminated.<br><br>With no reason to stay in the world, James makes plans to jump in front of the train that took him to work every day for twenty-five years. But before he does, he’s finally going to introduce himself to the stranger who takes the same train. The stranger who has gorgeous eyes and a wonderful smile.<br><br>A stranger who can make the world fit James Duran again.

The Obsolete Man

Chad didn’t understand how James could even form words. Clearly, that was a situation that needed to be rectified. Every time he increased the tempo, demanded more of James, James responded in kind. They kept up with each other, until everything exploded with an intensity that blurred his vision. Distantly, he felt James’s knuckles moving against his stomach as he stroked his cock. He only stripped his length twice before he erupted as well, the come and sweat smearing between them.


They collapsed together, all arms and legs and wet, sloppy kisses. Several minutes passed before either one of them could even consider speaking. And even when Chad caught his breath, he wasn’t sure exactly what to say.


That was great? Let’s do it again sometime? It sure was worth cancelling a few meetings?


None of those seemed quite right. But one thing did.


“I want to see you again tomorrow night. One of my clients has a show in town, and I think you should come with me.”


Chapter 9