by J. M. Snyder


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Once the star of his high school basketball team, Nathan Gayle has played the field for years. Now in his twenties, he's getting tired of one night stands and heated hook-ups with strangers; he wants something more. Was that asking too much?

Wes Roberts has had a fierce crush on Nathan since high school. A chance encounter at prom created a memory Wes still cherishes, one perfect moment in time. His current relationship with Roger pales in comparison, but he's been with the man for eight months now and they've settled into a routine that's not exactly comfortable.

When Wes and Nathan meet up again years later at a friend's party, the spark between them is rekindled. But there's Roger, who wrestles with anger and drinking problems. Roger, whom Wes is still dating. Though the choice between the two men seems obvious, breaking up with Roger may be easier said than done.

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ISBN-13: 9781456388348
Publisher: CreateSpace Publishing
Publication date: 12/30/2010
Pages: 144
Product dimensions: 5.25(w) x 8.00(h) x 0.31(d)

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Gravel crunched beneath their feet when they stepped onto Tom's driveway. Nathan saw his co-worker's Tacoma pickup, the metallic cab a deep red that looked almost black in the darkness. A few kegs of beer hunched in the back of the wide bed. "How about here?" he asked, letting go of Wes long enough to climb up onto the back bumper of the truck. "No one will see us in here."

Indecision flickered across Wes's face. He looked at the house, a few feet away and well lit, but the party seemed to have moved inside--there were just a few stragglers on the porch now, couples making out in battered lawn chairs, and the music wasn't so loud anymore. Someone must've called the cops, Nathan mused, climbing into the back of Tom's truck. "I don't know," Wes said, frowning at him. "It's not your pickup, Nathan--"

"It's Tom's," Nathan told him. "He won't mind. Come on."

He held a hand out to Wes, who looked back at the house again. "Please?" Nathan whispered. "Out here it's just us, that's it. Please."

Wes sighed, but he took Nathan's hand and stepped up on the bumper. "If anyone sees us..."

Then he tripped climbing over the tailgate, caught his foot on the lock, and fell against Nathan, knocking him back. Nathan stumbled over an empty keg that rolled away beneath him and landed hard on his ass, Wes in his lap and already apologizing. "Oh, fuck, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean--"

Nathan kissed the words from his lips. "You're a little accident prone tonight, aren't you?" he joked, but he was grinning--at least the guy was in his lap, his knee pressing right where Nathan wanted it. He leaned back, propping himself up on his elbows, and thrust his hips against Wes's leg as hegasped in delight at the sensations that flooded his body. "It's okay," he sighed, throwing his head back. "Sweet Jesus, Wes."

A soft, damp tongue licked down the length of his throat, leaving a warm trail that cooled in the night air. "I thought I was over you," Wes whispered, easing the collar of Nathan's turtleneck down so he could kiss his neck.

His mouth latched onto the hollow of Nathan's throat, his tongue tickling between his lips, his teeth nipping the soft skin. The thought of that mouth on other parts of his body, his chest and his arms and his thighs, his cock, his ass, made Nathan thrust against him once more. His hands massaged Wes's upper arms, kneading the thick flesh, his knee coming up between Wes's legs as his friend pushed him back to the bed of the truck. He loved this, the weight of another on top of him, of Wes, his body still familiar after all the time that had passed, his kisses still as sweet. His hands relearned a path down Wes's chest, his fingers remembering the nipples they tweaked, the flat stomach, the muscles sheathed just beneath the skin. Without hesitation his hands eased into his friend's jeans and Wes moaned as he cupped an uncompromising erection, rubbing it through the tight briefs. "Nathan," he sighed.

Nathan loved to hear his name in that voice, that breathless, that full of need.

Faint footsteps drifted through the heat of their touch, a soft crunch of gravel, and then Tom's laughter separated itself from the music and the distant din of the party. Coming their way, but Nathan couldn't seem to care about that right now. All he wanted was Wes above him, against him, in him so deep he'd never find his way out.

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He might show off a bit around u. And try to make u smile alot
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Nathan's ready for Mr. Right - he's been ready. But he knows he's not going to meet anyone at his matchmaking, but well-intentioned friends' party. Nathan's had enough of their matchmaking disasters, because he knows their definition of Mr. Right doesn't even come close to his version. He reluctantly goes to the party, he mingles, and he meets the intended blind date and promptly looks for the exit sign. Then he runs into Wes. The two had a bit of history back in high school. Well not a 'bit' as far as Wes is concerned Wes had a *Hugh* crush on Nathan. Nathan was the popular high school jock who hardly noticed the shy Wes. But Nathan is noticing now, and he wants to crush Wes against his body and take up where they left off so many years ago. They leave the party for a romantic stroll, and Nathan can't seem to keep his hands off Wes. Wes is hesitant and overwhelmed, he forgets about why he shouldn't be doing this. The lovers are interrupted, and that is when Nathan finds out about Roger - Wes' long-term boyfriend. Snyder handles the subject well, creating a conflict without over dramatizing it. Nathan wants Wes, but he wants something more, something deeper and longer lasting. He's willing to wait for Wes to work out a few issues - like Roger. Wes cares for Roger and that's the problem the two of them have been together long enough that Wes feels comfortable. Here we start to have hints of the dreaded codependency. Roger has/had a drinking problem and he uses this to manipulate Wes. And Roger is the master of manipulation. There is a violent edge to Roger, which I found unnerving. But Snyder doesn't make Roger all bad. We see a humanly flawed, vulnerable side of Roger. My heart actually breaks for Roger toward the end, but I know that Wes and Roger are all wrong for each other. I just wanted to shout at Wes, just do it and get it over with, so everyone can pick up the pieces and move on, but I can understand his hesitation - he does care. The story only covers a few days, concentrating more on emotions and romance. But don't worry there is plenty of that sexual tension, a few barely explicit scenes that will warm the heart and heat the body. The story has an almost magical feel to it, when Wes and Nathan met again after so many years - like they were soul mates finally connecting. Definitely a satisfying romance, dealing with deeper issues, that don't drag the story down. I would love to read Roger's story, after he's had a chance to work out a few of his own issues.