tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1167858010898984822024-03-13T01:30:28.466-07:00Berengaria Brown's Short StoriesBerengaria Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09601518455869885518noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-116785801089898482.post-8578165225534620912012-05-16T17:26:00.002-07:002012-05-16T17:26:16.591-07:00"Suck it Up"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Suck it Up” blurb</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">Unwillingly attending a company team bonding day, Taylor would
rather be spending his time actually working. The team-building does have the
advantage of letting him watch Scott and Fergus, two other gay men who work for
the company. When they're told to break into small groups and tell each other
something deep and meaningful, Taylor naturally gravitates to the two men.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 11pt; mso-ascii-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-bidi-theme-font: minor-latin; mso-hansi-theme-font: minor-latin;">With the suggestion of lust as a topic, and an invitation back to
Fergus' place for a more in-depth (and hands-on) study, Taylor's team-bonding
day is looking up!<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<o:p> </o:p><span style="font-family: Calibri;">As he walked, he looked all around. He'd ambled through the
garden at the very start of the day just to kill time. It was a pretty place,
with seats under big trees, and a fountain in the center. But he wanted to be
somewhere he could see the people around them. He really didn't want to be
overheard if things did get beyond the surface. In particular he didn't want
anyone to hear him say, "Let's fuck". Assuming he had enough courage
to even ask the question. And assuming Fergus and Taylor didn't laugh
themselves into hysterics if he did say it.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He kept walking to the very end of the garden. There was a
low stone wall there and they could sit in the corner, more or less facing each
other, yet still see anyone approaching them. Perfect.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">So, how was he going to do this? How could the conversation
be turned around to, "Well, we're all gay and I've never had two men at
once, so let's do it?" <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Somehow, I
don't think that line'll work.</i></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">They shuffled around almost silently, seating themselves on
the wall. Scott thought Taylor looked worried. He almost wanted to reach out
and touch the man, to reassure Taylor that they could fake their report and not
talk about anything personal unless everyone wanted to. He was glad he hadn't
spoken, when Fergus said in a conversational, although quiet, tone, "Since
we're supposed to be deep and meaningful and all warm and fuzzy right now, I
suggest we talk about lust. Lust is a good topic."</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Lust?" gasped Taylor. Scott felt exactly how
Taylor looked. As though someone had kicked him in the balls.</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"That bossy chick isn't going to ask us for chapter and
verse on what we discussed. Likely once we tell her the topic she'll move right
on to the next group. Besides, it's what we're all thinking, isn't it? I mean,
how likely was it that the three gay men in the company would just happen to
form into a group for a half hour personal conversation? I only live twenty minutes'
drive from here. I'd like you both to come back to my home when we finish this
workshop today."</span></div>
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<br /></div>Berengaria Brownhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09601518455869885518noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-116785801089898482.post-20599900903348734022012-05-16T17:23:00.000-07:002012-05-16T17:23:04.612-07:00"Flight to Joy"<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">“Flight to Joy” blurb</span></div>
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Mermae can fly. She’s had to keep it a secret, and has never
met anyone else like her. One evening she thinks she sees something as she
lands after a flight, but decides she’s mistaken, so walks home.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kade sees a woman flying and is intrigued. He can fly, yet
has never met anyone else who can. So he follows her to her apartment to learn
her address, then hurries home to his partner, Iain, to tell him the good news.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kade had done a double somersault in shock when he'd seen
the woman with long, brown hair flying through the air. He'd found out he could
fly when his best friend had dared him to jump off the garage roof, like
Superman. Kade had scrambled up the ladder onto the building, jumped, and
floated gently to the ground. His friend had crashed to the earth and broken
his leg. None of their parents had been very pleased, and Kade had learned then
and there never to say he could fly.</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">To see someone else flying was beyond amazing. It was the
most exciting event in his life since the day he'd learned he could fly. He
absolutely had to find out who she was, and where she came from. He'd hovered
behind a tree until she began walking, then had followed her as discreetly as
he could manage. When she'd entered the apartment building, he'd run like hell
so he could see what floor she got off the elevator at, then he'd raced up
three flights of stairs to see her exit the elevator and enter her apartment.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Only then did it occur to him she might have a husband and a
couple kids who knew nothing about her flying, and bursting in on her might not
be smart. There was also the issue of Iain, his own partner. <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Oh, God, Iain. I must go tell him right now.
Then we need to meet her, talk to her together.</i></span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Kade was a hell of a walk from his own apartment, and had no
idea where to catch public transportation home from here. He stood on the
sidewalk for five minutes, but no taxis passed him. Fortunately, when he phoned
for a cab, one wasn't far away and arrived in minutes.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">He burst into the apartment he and Iain shared, and ran into
the living room. Iain wasn't there so he skidded down the hallway and into the
bedroom. Iain was sitting in bed stroking his cock. Kade's own cock rose in
response but this was no time for sex. He bounced onto the bed and said,
"Iain, I saw someone else flying tonight. A woman with long, dark
hair."</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Iain's whole face lit up in excitement. "Really? You
did? What's her name? Where does she live? Did she agree to meet with us?"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"I followed her home but didn't want to go inside
without you. You're an integral part of my life and you have to like her too,
especially if we're going to… But, I mean, she may be married with kids and
stuff already."</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">Iain dark brown eyes held Kade's gaze. "She would only
be married to someone like us. Someone a little different."</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Hey, speak for yourself. I'm almost normal. I don't
howl at the moon, and go hairy now and then."</span></div>
<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"No, you just jump off the roof and glide through the
air like a bird!"</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Calibri;">"Well, yeah, there is that. Come on. Get dressed. We
need to speak to her. See if she's The One.</span></div>
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