Doug Deeson's musings

Joshua became used to the constant pull, he could never quite ignore it completely, but he could live with it. He went about his life, working in customer service, taking lunch time walks, weekend hikes – he deliberately stayed away from a certain valley. Mornings would find him jogging through city streets, and some mornings he’d swear he’d see wisps of fog form around him, and he’d hear voices or feel a hand touch him, but then the next step he’d be in full sun as he jogged his morning miles.   He knew he was going crazy and yet he also knew it was all too real. He wasn’t afraid of Feryn or the bond, necessarily, more so of the pull it seemed to have on him.   Feryn had said they could break the bond, but what would that do to him? And did he want it broken. Feryn was his as much as he was Feryn’s, and he wasn’t sure he wanted that to end. Fucking magic, he though to himself, in fact, he shouted it out loud many times over the ensuing weeks. It was one of those days ...

At the end of Kevin the Gardener Pt1, the scene ended with a caterer finding the guys naked. Several people have asked what happened with the caterer and this tale tells that side story: They slept on, erections waving in the air as if stirred by a morning breeze, they lay on side-by-side lounge chairs.   Costas watched them, almost afraid to move.  Costas resisted the urge to drop the trays he carried and drop to his knees and suck on each of those magnificent cocks. He was the first of his team, here early to set up the tables and have the serving dishes ready for the food which would arrive in a couple of hours. Instead of dropping to his knees, he crept around the side of the patio, trying to avoid the naked, sleeping men. His eyes, however, were drawn to the two proud poles standing in the morning sun.  Was it his imagination or did the one on the left glisten? He maneuvered to a place where he could set the serving trays down, he stood and admired the two cocks...