Like a million other young gay men, Bryan keeps his sexuality hidden because it’s safer that way. Yet other guys know he’s different -- they sense it, and make Bryan’s life pure hell. At home, things aren’t much better. He barely acknowledges his alcoholic father, and his mother has little time to spend with her family. So Bryan is alone, with no support, no shoulder to cry on.<br><br>Years of torture and torment, of name calling and humiliation, have taken their toll. Bryan does what he can to make new friends, but in trying to be something he’s not, he makes a huge mistake. Unable to cope with the repercussions, Bryan spends more and more time in a fantasy world he has created for himself. In this private world he is handsome, an object of desire. He is loved.<br><br>Is the hiding place as perfect as it seems? Or will Bryan go too deep and not be able to come out again?

The Hiding Place

My lover emerges from the ocean, tanned, muscular and dripping with water. I can see that he is erect in anticipation of our love making. I am glad he has found his way to my island.


He leans down to kiss me. His full lips taste of sea salt. His tongue finds its way into my mouth and I suck it as he reaches between my legs and starts fingering my arsehole. I wrap my arms around his shoulders and pull him closer. I long to feel his hard body pressed against mine. I feel one of his nipples brush against my own. The sensation causes my anal muscles to contract around his finger. I sigh into his mouth and he swallows it down.


I feel his body forcing me back onto the mattress and as I lower myself, he manoeuvres himself between my legs. I feel his cock sliding into me. Suddenly I am alive. It’s as though I’ve been plugged in. Into my lover. Into his energy.


Chapter 10