After another wild weekend with his boys, Jason finds himself in the doctor's waiting room with a burning sensation spreading through his groin. While filling out the necessary paperwork, he sees a gay couple whose affection and obvious love make him feel painfully alone. He can't imagine living with one man, loving only one, for the rest of his life, and part of him wants to intrude on their relationship, insert himself into it if he can.<br><br>Jason's brief encounter with Wesley and Grey Fordham causes him to take an uncomfortable look at his own lonely, promiscuous lifestyle.<br><br>This story isn't romance, though there is a gay couple in it. This story also isn't erotica, though there is graphic language and descriptive scenes of homosexual intimacy. It's more just gay fiction, so if you don't expect an erotic romance, you won't be let down.

While We Wait

Fordham goes home to. They don’t know him outside of work, this


quiet man who sits in a doctor’s office with odd pains and holds


onto his young lover like he’s clinging to life itself.


thing he does is glance down the hall and he’ll see Wesley, skin


glistening where the wet clothes touched him, bare ass and long


legs and bleached blonde hair. Mr. Fordham would close the door


behind him gently, so the kid doesn’t hear. He’d shrug off his coat


and let it fall to the floor. Step out of his shoes as he makes his


way down the hall. Undo the top few buttons of his shirt, loosen


his belt, tug the bottom of his shirt out of his work pants. Wesley


catches sight of him from the corner of his eye as Mr. Fordham


leans against the wall, arms crossed, to watch his lover struggle


with the laundry. “Hey, baby,” Wesley says. In Jason’s mind, he


isn’t as strident as he is in person.


Chapter 8