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

on the action. His bodyachesto be touched. Leaning forward, he’s going to ask


if they want to get a room—the bathroom, he’s thinking, so he can


follow behind them and listen if they won’t let him join in, jerk


off in the stall next to theirs, his pleasure mingled with their


own, tiny sounds that’ll echo off the tiles. The words are on the


me) when a door opens and someone calls


hooded with desire, lips curled into a smirk. His name again, this


time, “Jason Harraway? Is there a Jason—”


of the chair. He stares down at Mr. Fordham but the man could be


asleep, he doesn’t see him. With a last look into Wesley’s hard


face, Jason clears his throat and heads for the nurse holding the


mother’s age, Mr. Fordham’s age, and Jason wonders what she’d have


Chapter 11