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I__ wondering how long I have to deal with this bullshit before I can brief my troops. Oh, and I gotta feed my goldfish. Let__ get this straight, Blondie____londie?___hat__ an insult, not a pet name.

Shock? More like shellshock at this point. Blondie knew I was gay, yet he was a Company Exec or else he wouldn__ be here. I was his butt boy in the worst possible way.When I squinted at him, he gave nothing up. Neither did I. I had shit on this newly minted man too.Double fucking jeopardy, jackass.

Cael, come on. Stop licking the dude. That's gross."Letty let out a snort. "Please, like you don't lick dudes.""That's different," Dex explained with a grimace. "None of those dudes were Ash. Besides, last time I checked, Ash was allergic to nuts.

Make that cage golden, it__ still a fucking cage.___el , in the absence of other options, gold will have to do.

Do you like my brother?" And there goes Dan's confidence. He keeps his eyes resolutely on the field. "Uh... yes? I mean... I think everyone likes your brother, don't they?" She leans over and gives him a little hip check. "No, you know what I mean. Do you /like/ him?" Dan just states out at the horses, hoping that one of them will do something, anything, to distract this girl from her question. But the horses just keep grazing and Tat continues. "'Cause he likes you. I mean, he likes Jeff, too, but... you can like two people at once, right?" "Uh... yes? I think you can like two people at once." "Yeah. I know it's none of my business or whatever, but... I just wanted to make sure you know... if you like him, that's cool with me. I mean, I like Jeff too, but... you know." Dan has a brief moment of wanting to shake her. No, he /doesn't/ know. Is everything really so clear to everyone but him? Is he just adding extra complications where they don't need to be? Then he remembers that he's talking to a fifteen-year-old girl. Maybe she shouldn't be the arbiter of what's simple or complicated. He realizes that she's still waiting for a response from him. "Okay, well... thanks for letting me know." "Are you guys going to, like... date?""Sweet Jesus, Tat, I don't know!" Possibly that's a bit of an overreaction, but she looks more amused than upset. "All right, all right...." She gets a mischievous look in her eyes.

It was real sweet, except that he'd drugged me and ridden me to within an inch of my life, and I was still so high I was paralyzed and mute. But other than that, I guess it was pretty romantic.

So he slips his head off of Jeff's shoulder and slides out from under Evan's Armand shuffles down to the bottom of the bed. It doesn't have a lot of dignity this part of their sleeping arrangement. He's complained about this before but Jeff just nodded, and Evan had kissed the back of his neck, and they'd both snuggled in a little tighter, pinning him in the middle even more effectively than before.

They had kissed so often in lust, in passion, but never like this.This felt like a renewal, a pledge_ A beginning.

And now he smiled at me. All teeth. The way only people who hadn__ learned self-consciousnessknew how to smile.

He shook his head and thought about it for a second. __aybe I'm not straight? Can I still be straight when I'm sitting here looking into your eyes?_ he asked. Maybe it was the alcohol talking or maybe he wasn't as straight as he thought he was.__es. Absolutely._ Cormag nodded and watched him closely.__ven when I think they're so pretty? They are, you know. So many different shades of brown_and a little green. Just a touch; not a lot. So pretty._ He sighed happily, watching those dark eyes staring back at him in surprise. He lay his head on his arms, smiling at the way Cormag flushed in embarrassment and turned his full attention onto his bottle of beer.__ow, you are super drunk.

Lachlan frowned as he misjudged the distance and his forehead hit Cormag's head with a bump. He wrapped his arms around his neck to steady himself, two big hands reaching up to hold onto his arms as if to offer extra support. __ou,_ he began, talking quietly into his ear, __re so beautiful,_ he confessed, resting his heavy skull against Cormag's for a moment.He meant it as well. Cormag was stunning. He was taller and broader than he was, very much the fine figure of hotness. His dark hair was well kept, but a little messy, he had amazing bone structure; the type that made him look more like a model than a museum manager. A chiselled jaw, nicely defined cheekbones and a rugged quality thatmade him so appealing. He had never noticed how handsome a male face could be until those eyes drew him in.__nd so are you,_ his companion chuckled, __ut we discussed this_I've ruined every relationship I've ever had. I get needy, possessive and my baggage gets in the way.Besides,_ he lowered his voice to a whisper and brushed his hand over his upper arm, __ou're not gay,_ he protested, reminding him yet again that they were different.__ope. Not gay,_ he agreed with that, nodding his head as he pulled back a little to see him better. __ut that doesn't make you any less beautiful. Why is it wrong that I can see how special you are?_ he asked, having difficulty understanding why part of his brainwas telling him he was being a drunken idiot and that the man before him wasn'tattractive. But the rest of his brain _ about ninety-eight percent of it _ was telling him that he was the most attractive person he'd ever seen.__t's not, Lachlan. It really isn't.___ut it's somehow wrong for me to tell you?_ Lachlan wondered, glancing across the bar to see Matteo smiling at him. He didn't know what it meant.Cormag cupped his face, capturing his undivided attention again. __o. Not thateither. But it makes it hard for me to keep my distance. You're stunning. Inside and out,_ he claimed, with chocolatey eyes that said he meant every word.

Cormag caught his hand and pulled him back until they were facing each other. __ think you're amazing,_ he said, blurting the words out.Lachlan smiled, completely shocked and thrilled by how captivating he found him.He had never thought this could happen to him, that he would be attracted to another boy.He thought he knew himself so well.__ think you're smart, sexy, funny as hell. You have hidden depths, Lachlan. You only need the right person to coax you out of your protective shell,_ he claimed.__re you the right person?_ Lachlan wondered, as he took a half step forward.Cormag took a deep breath and brushed at a strand of hair that was sticking out at a funny angle from behind the top of his ear. He tugged at his short hair every time he talked about his recent break up. He was such a dork.

Getting caught is what I do best. It is either a natural talent (which means we can blame my family genes) or a well-hewn craft (in which case we can still blame my parents).

Gay sex, one. Straight sex, zero

He was like a lot of Warmbloods, massive and showy and a bit of a dumb jock...

...Ty grabbed my phone and threatened to tell Otter that I liked being spanked during sex.This proceeded to lead up on a long tangent where I had to have him explain to me how he knows about stuff like people getting spanked during sex. H said he might have heard it mentioned while watching MSNBC. I told him he was grounded from watching the news channels for a week. That's where this whole sidebar should have ended, but then I was forced to explain S & M and bondage to my little brother, who was persistent on the topic, and who kept staring at me with mounting horror when I finally /did/ explain, and I realized I had maybe gone too far, and we had to spend the next five minutes swearing to God that I had never nor would I ever attempt to do anything like that. He might now be the only nine-year-old who has heard the terms "cock ring" and "fisting". My parenting skills are unparalleled.