Peter's End By Steve Prince "Can't tonight boys," I gushed, "Momma's gotta date!" "Oooohhh," Alex cooed, while Omar, Cody, and Troy smiled.
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A Few Good Men By Steve Prince "Ah, thanks for calling, Stevie." "Of course," I said. "I just wanted to say thanks for what you do.
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The Dirty Mexican By Steve Prince "I fucked the hell out of him." I coughed up my ginger ale. "You what?" I spattered.
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Blind Faith By Steve Prince "Just let 'em sit in their own shit and smell themselves." My Grandma Ida used to say that, God rest her soul.
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Get Smart By Steve Prince "Are you drunk?" I asked, turning to face Cody. He stopped walking, baiting me.
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In Stereo By Steve Prince Why was I uncomfortable? I mean, really. Here I am in Washington, D.C., marching in the National Equality March, with thousands and thousands of other LGBT people and I feel uncomfortable.
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Cross Country By Steve Prince "I want you to leave." His voice sounded so final that it scared me. I began to open my mouth to counter Peter's words.
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Be sure to read part one of this column if you missed it last week. The Tipping Point By Steve Prince After hearing a crunch, I turned around just in time to see Peter's fist pulling back from the.
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The Great Compromise By Steve Prince It took me a week to get him to say yes. But he finally did. "If it's that important to you," Peter said with a shrug, "then I'll go.
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Aftershock By Steve Prince "You promise you won't say anything?" Troy asked while cutting a stern look in my direction.
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Commando By Steve Prince I threw back the covers. The assault of cool air from the ceiling fan stung against my naked body.
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Blow by Blow By Steve Prince I kissed his neck. In return, Peter sighed and the heat of his breath caressed the back of my shoulder.
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Dinner for Two By Steve Prince "Lunch for one?" the waiter asked. "Actually, no," I said. I paused and grinned, "Two.
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Here Comes The Rain Again By Steve Prince My phone vibrated in my pants. I pulled it from my pocket to see I had a text from Cody.
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The Ladies Who Lunch By Steve Prince "Where's Cody?" Troy looked at me as is if I'd been struck dumb.
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A Minute's Pause By Steve Prince "Finally." I barely hear the word. I'd been dreaming and apparently said the word in my dream.
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Brotherly Love By Steve Prince "Door's open!" Peter's voice echoed from behind the door. I placed my hand on an old brass doorknob and turned.
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Eye of the Beholder By Steve Prince "I can't do this, Stevie." "Yes you can, Alex." I paced back and forth in my room, something I do when talking on the phone.
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Here You Cum Again By Steve Prince "To us!" Our glasses kissed as Carrie and I drank, both of us smiling.
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If you missed Part One of this column, check it out. Gettin' It Done By Steve Prince His tongue encircled my own.
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