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

I feel my anal muscles contract around the girth of my lover’s cock. He cries out and as two tongues lap up the cream I have splashed my naked flesh with, my lover sends his seed gushing into me, to join that which has already been deposited.


My lover withdraws and walks around the side of the bed. I feel him slap my lips with his cum-slicked cock. I open my mouth and he shoves his cock in as deep as I will tolerate. My lips close around it, but already I can feel my face going red. I run my tongue over it and do the best I can to clean it for him and when I feel that I am about to pass out, I am offered a reprieve and my beloved removes his cock.


“Who wants a beer?” I hear him ask.


Everyone replies in the affirmative and I start to get up for I could do with some refreshment. I feel his hand on my chest. I am thrust back onto the mattress.


Chapter 27