Part Three

Adam

It’s 7.30pm and we are due to close the restaurant at 9, but a party of 20 has just turned up without a reservation. We’re not busy so we can’t really turn them away. Ab and I push together a few of the tables in the middle of the room so they can all sit together and get them all settled in with menus. At the weekends we usually have bar staff, hosts and servers to spread the work when its busy, but because it’s the middle of the week we’re the only two front of house staff scheduled to be on shift. That’s usually more than we need but tonight was going to be tough. We have a couple of minutes while they look through the menus, so Abi and I discuss how we’re going to manage this,

“I reckon they’ll want drinks first, you start one end and I’ll start the other,” I nod in agreement with Abi as we look on at the already noisy group, “hopefully we can then serve their drinks before taking on their food order.”

“Should we warn the kitchen? I’m sure they won’t suddenly be expected 20 tickets to be sent through tonight.”

“Good thinking Adam, can you pop through at let them know for me,” Abi asks.

“Sure,” I discretely head through into the kitchen and let the chefs know what’s happening. They thank me for the heads up and I head back out to start taking the party’s drinks orders.

We work our way down the table from each end and thankfully the group have steered clear of the cocktail menu and opted for a few bottles of wine for the table. Heading to the bar, Abi and I give each other a knowing look both thinking we’ve got lucky tonight. We grab the bottles they ordered and carry trays of wine glasses a deliver them to each of the ladies. Once all the bottles are open on the table, ready for them to help themselves, we go back to each end and Abi asks them if they are ready to order their food.

We should have known it wouldn’t be as straight forward as it first seemed when they placed their drinks order. Most of the table want starters, a mix of sharer plates and solo dishes. We’re not going to be able to remember who’s ordered what but at least we’ve written their orders down on our order pads so that we don’t have to try and remember it when we get back to the bar. We also take their orders for mains too so that we can put everything through to the kitchen at the same time so they can get started.

It’s a few minutes before we get the nod from the kitchen that the first starters are ready to go out. Working together Abi and I manage to get all of the dishes out to the table without too much of a wait for them to all be served. Normally Abi would be based at the greeting station at the front of the restaurant but we both go and wait by the bar so that we can see when they are ready to move to their next course which is going to be even more complicated.

For the starters, although there were lots of different choices made, they were all just as listed on the menu. But for the mains it felt like everyone wanted some change or another made to the dishes they were ordering so making sure everyone get the right variation was a nightmare. Fortunately, the kitchen is on the ball tonight and everything is done exactly to the requests made by the party. As we bring out a few orders at a time, Abi and I have to make sure we’re extra careful with how we describe what we are carrying to make sure it gets to the right people. With only one or two confusions, I think more to do with the wine they’ve been drinking rather than our lack of clarity, we eventually manage to get everyone what they’ve ordered, and we can finally settle back to the bar at the side once more to keep a discreet eye in case they need us.

More bottles of wine are ordered, and they all seem to be having a good time. They stay until it’s time for us to close and I think to myself that it’s a good thing we weren’t busy as they were making so much noise that I’m sure we’d have complaints from other guests otherwise. We get the restaurant cleared up ready for the next day’s service and I say good night to Abi and head to the bus stop to catch my bus home.

Liam

I work up quite a sweat in the gym over the course of my workout, it’s really helped to clear my head and relax. The gym is the one place where nothing else matters and it’s just me and the machines. I finish my last superset and stretch out before heading back to the locker room to collect my things. Sometimes I’ll shower at the gym before heading home, but it’s getting late, and I figure it’s not too far to walk home so I grab my bag and head out still in my gym kit.

It’s dark but its not too cold as I walk the 15 minutes back home, the heat of my workout still coursing through me to give me a little extra heat. I’m still listening to my music as I go and I’m not really focussing too much on my surroundings until I reach for the door at the front my building and my hand grazes another. I instinctively pull my hand back, slip off my headphones and turn to say sorry but then my breath catches. It’s him.

Under the soft glow of the entrance light, he looks so gorgeous, I just want to reach out and touch him and be touched by him. He’s in that same black shirt again with the top buttons undone just enough to show a glimpse of the skin at his neck, I so badly want to lean in and kiss him there. My thoughts are racing through my head, my heart feels as though its beating faster than when I was working out. It feels like I’m staring at him for minutes, although it can only be seconds, I clear my throat and shyly say “Sorry”, what is wrong with me?

He gives me a shy smile back and pulls the door open and holds it for me to walk through. We both head towards the lift, I can rarely manage the stairs after a hard workout, especially as today was a leg day. I press the button to call the lift, we both stand there waiting, neither one of us saying anything. I can hear Emily’s voice in the back of my head telling me to say something, anything, but I’ve lost the ability to speak, just being this close to him makes my mind go to jelly.

The lift doors open, and we both wordlessly step inside, he presses the button for the 8th and then the 9th, he remembered my floor. Please don’t be blushing, please don’t be blushing, I mentally chant to myself. The doors close and the lift starts to rise, I try to think of something to say, anything at all before this ride is over but my mind isn’t co-operating. There’s a sudden jolt and the light in the lift dims, a red out of service light on the panel has illuminated and that’s when I start to realise, we’re stuck.

Adam

It’s a short walk from the bus stop back to my building and I’ll be so glad to just strip off and fall asleep. I ache all over from all the extra work, I’m not often having to serve as well as take orders and do the meet and greet side of things at the restaurant and it really is exhausting. I’m looking down at my phone as I approach the entrance and as I go to reach for the handle another hand lands on top of mine. I look up to see who it is, it’s not often I see anyone else around the building this late, and it’s him. He’s wearing even less than when I saw him earlier, he’s clearly been to the gym. He’s wearing another vest, this time looser and clearly drenched in sweat but showing off his amazing biceps, and dark shorts showing off his long legs with a naturally light covering hair.

Damn what I wouldn’t give to just lick him right now. I thought I was exhausted, I was exhausted, but seeing him all hot and sweaty like this has clearly woken me up. Or at least woken something up inside me. All too quickly he’s removed his hand and he seems shy all of a sudden as he’s apologising to me. I miss the contact of his hand, it’s been so long since I’ve had any contact with another man and it would have to be this man. The man I’ve been fantasising about for weeks, ok months. I pull the door open and hold it for him, I try to will my mouth to say something, anything but all I can think about is how sexy he looks right now.

He presses the button to call the lift and we both stand in silence while we wait for it to arrive. After what feels like ages, although its probably only a few seconds, the lift doors open, and we both step inside. I press the button for my floor and then I instinctively press the button for his like I did earlier. I don’t look at him standing behind me, did he notice I remembered his floor? Of course he noticed, otherwise he’d be leaning in to press it himself, what is wrong with me?

The doors close and we start to rise in silence, I don’t know what to say but before long theres a jolt and it gets dark, a red light appears on the panel at the side of the lift, and I start to panic.

“Oh god, we’re stuck, no, no this can’t be happening,” my words come out fast and my breathes are coming out short and sharp, I’m struggling to breathe. I hit the alarm button and another light appears that just says ‘Operator aware’. “Operator aware! Really!” I move back against the wall, my legs start to feel like they can’t hold me up any more and I feel myself sliding down the wall and onto the floor. I can’t breathe, I’m panicking, and I can’t breathe. “Why’s it so dark, we’re going to die, we’re going to die” I manage to gasp out between breathes. The lift feels dark and small, and I’m terrified.

I feel two arms wrap around me and warm breath on my ear, he’s saying something, but I can’t make it out. I need more air, I need to get out, I can’t breathe.

Liam

I’m sure it won’t be long before we are moving again, but before I have a chance to say that out loud, I see this cute man start to panic. His breathing is erratic and each word he says seems to be a struggle, coming out in gaps between him trying to inhale. I recognise it as a panic attack, I try to calm him. I don’t want to startle him, so I move alongside him and say gently, “It’ll be ok, try to take deep breaths,” but he doesn’t seem to register my words. He backs up against the wall and I see his legs give way underneath him and he’s slipping down to the floor.

I need to get his attention, to calm him and soothe him. I drop my bag to the floor and get down alongside him. “Can I hold you, so you can try and breath with me,” I say gently again so as not to startle him further but it’s clear he can’t hear me over the panic attack that seems to be building inside him. I have no other choice but to go with it, I move in closer and wrap my arms around him. I place one hand on his chest and try to move it up and down in time with my breathing. I get close to his hear in the hopes I can break through the noise to him, “come on, breathe with me, slowly, just try and breathe with me,” and I feel his breathing start to slow. He’s getting more under control now, and I just keep going. I keep reassuring him, “it’s going to be ok, you just need to breathe, that’s it.”

I think he’s through the worst of it, his breathing seems more normal now. I start to remove my arms, but he reaches up to hold them in place and I just keep on holding him. If this is what he needs, I will keep on holding him for as long as he needs me. We are both quiet for a few minutes. He seems a lot calmer now and I start to enjoy the sensations of just holding him. For the first time since I started holding him, I allow myself to take him in properly. He feels smaller than me, but not too skinny. He smells like a combination of some fragrance I can’t put my finger on and tomatoes. I probably shouldn’t be smelling a random stranger after he’s just had a panic attack but everything about him is just intoxicating.

I realise I’m still all sweaty from the gym and I curse myself for not showering there.

“What was that?” he says turned slightly to look at me, shit I thought that was just inside my head.

“Erm,” I try to think of something smooth to say but there’s no point I might as well just tell him, “I was just thinking that I must be getting you all sweaty, I’ve just come straight from the gym,” I blush again and think he’s going to want to pull away from me but a small smile breaks out on his face for the first time since he started to panic.

“I don’t mind, I actually kind of like it,” now he’s blushing from his own revelation, and he looks so cute still wrapped in my arms.

Adam

I can’t believe I just say I like that he’s all sweaty. Really! The hottest guy in the world is wrapped around me and I say that! Abi is going to be laughing at me for weeks when I tell her about this. I wish the bottom of the lift would just open up and swallow me hole before I die of embarrassment or say something worse. But he doesn’t seem to mind my awkwardness and he’s smiling at me.

“I’m Liam, by the way,” he says with his arms still wrapped around me. I should probably let him release me, but it just feels so nice and safe with him wrapped around me like this.

“Adam.”

“How long have you lived here?” oh, he’s making small talk, I guess he’s trying to distract me.

“About 5 years, have you and your wife lived here long?”

He looks confused at my question, “My wife?”

“Sorry, I just assumed you were married, is it just you and your daughter then?”

After a few seconds he seems to remember that I saw him earlier that day with the little girl, “No, my daughter doesn’t live with me, she lives with her mums, but they weren’t around earlier, so I had to pick her up from school because she wasn’t well.”

Did he just say mums? I was wondering why anyone would leave this sexy man for someone else but then I suppose if you are really into women then he probably isn’t your type. “Oh, so you’re divorced then?”

Another confused look spreads across his face at that, I suppose these days not everyone gets married just because they have a kid.

Liam

Why does he think I might be divorced? Before I have a chance to answer him theres another jolt and Adam grips my hand a little tighter. I pull him closer to me, so he feels safe, and really, I’m enjoying feeling him pressed against me. He sinks into me further and his head is now nestled under my chin. The lift still isn’t showing any signs of moving though so I go back to answering his question.

“No, I’ve never been married, that’s not to say I don’t want to get married someday, I just, haven’t found the right guy yet,” wow, that was a lot more than I was expecting to say. Part of me is glad I can’t see his face wit the ankle he’s now in as I’d hate to think what that overshare has made him think.

He’s quiet for a moment, perhaps he’s thinking about how best to pull away from me. Shit, maybe he’s straight, and now he knows I’m gay he wants to get as far away from me as he can in this tiny space. I should really release my arms but I really, really don’t want to. Not if this is going to be the last chance I get of being close to this man that I’ve fantasised about for so long.

“The right…guy?” he seems to be considering what I just said, I’m at a loss for words but that’s ok because he follows up with another question, “You mean, you’re not…straight?”

Please don’t run away, please don’t run away, “No, I’m…gay,” why does it feel like I’m a teenager coming out all over again.

He starts to move, I’ve blown it, he wants to get away, I loosen my arms, brace myself for him to reject me and break my heart. But he’s not trying to get away, he’s turning to look at me and there’s a smile on his face.

Adam

He’s gay, he’s not straight, am I hearing him right or is it just my mind playing tricks on me. I can’t hide the joy on my face at the thought that this sexy man is actually slightly more attainable than I thought he was this morning. I know, I’m getting ahead of myself, not every gay guy is going to want me just because they are gay, but I can dream…right?

We sit and chat while we are still waiting to be freed from this lift, I learn about how he came to have a daughter and tell him about my dreams of becoming a writer someday. We joke perhaps being stuck like this might give me some inspiration for a story. He holds me the whole time, it feels so nice just to be in those big strong arms. We’re talking for about 2 hours before the lift jolts again, causing him to grip me tightly once more, this time it starts moving and the doors open on the 1st floor.

Liam’s arms lower from my body and I feel the loss of his warmth, comfort and touch. He stands up and holds out his hand to help me to my feet. Once I’m up he bends to pick up his bag, I may stare at his bum while he bends but I don’t think he catches me looking. We leave the lift and climb the stairs together, neither of us knowing what to say as we ascend. We get to my floor, and I don’t want him to go, but after just spending 2 hours in his arms I don’t want to appear desperate so I simply say “Thanks for helping me tonight,” with a shy smile and head through to door for my landing.

Part Two

Liam

I get Kayleigh settled in my bed where she drifts off to sleep almost instantly. I hate seeing her so poorly. I haven’t had to look after her when she’s been unwell before, her Mums have always been around to take care of her. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad I could be there for my little girl when she needed me, but I’m also concerned that I still haven’t heard from either Emily or Sarah.

I close the bedroom door gently so that I didn’t disturb Kayleigh, and then try Emily’s mobile again. It rings and rings, and just when I think it’s about to go to voicemail yet again Emily finally picks up, “Hello, Liam?”

“Emily, finally, we’ve been trying to get hold of you for hours,”

“Hours? We, who’s we?”

“Me and the School, Kayleigh was sick, and they couldn’t get hold of either you or Sarah. So, they had to call me to come and get her,”

“Oh my god, is she ok,” I hear her rushing about, probably panicking to get to the car.

“She’s fine, she’s been sick a few times but now she’s asleep in my bed,” I try to reassure her.

“Your bed?”

“Yes, I couldn’t get hold of either of you, so I had to bring her to my place. It’s ok, she’s ok.”

“Wait, weren’t you supposed to be at work? I’m sorry I’ll be there as soon I can to pick her up,”

“It’s ok, I explained I had to pick up my poorly daughter and it was fine. Come when you can and don’t worry, ok”

“Ok, I’m sorry again,”

“Don’t apologise, I’ll see you when you get here,”

After a few more apologies, the call ends with Emily on her way over. I really don’t mind, she is my daughter too and I’ve always been happy to step up as and when Emily and Sarah have needed me to. Usually that has meant babysitting when they wanted some time alone as a couple, or helping out with little things like building a dolls house at my place so that she didn’t see it before her birthday. I’d also been a part of each Birthday and Christmas celebration when she was growing up, at Emily and Sarah’s insistence. I always worried I’d be stepping on their toes, but they have always encouraged me to be part of Kayleigh’s life if I wanted to and I was so happy they felt that way as she really is a special kid.

While I wait for Emily to arrive, I log on to my laptop and carry on with some work. It isn’t expected of me, they really were understanding that sometimes family needed to come first, but there isn’t much else to do while Kayleigh is sleeping. About an hour later, Emily is ringing the buzzer downstairs on the entry system. I buzz her up and open the door ready to greet her. When the lift down the hall opens and Emily appears, it’s clear she left in a rush. I can’t help, I start laughing, her hair is a mess, and her clothes are so out of place, it’s so unlike her. Normally every hair is perfectly in place, and she is immaculately dressed.

“What have you been up to?”, I ask with an obvious smirk as she walks inside. She blushes so deep, knowing I’ve caught her out.

“Well, me and Sarah both had a day off you see and…”

“That’s ok,” I quickly cut her off, “I definitely don’t need the details of what you and your wife get up to thank you very much, do you want to scar me for life.” That gets her laughing as we sit down on the sofa.

“How is she? Was she upset we weren’t there for her?”

“I think she’s fine now, I’ve checked on her a couple of times and she’s just been asleep since I got her here. She was just happy that I came to get her, I think she was feeling more sorry for herself rather than worrying who picked her up.”

“Typical isn’t it, the one day we get to spend together,” she is clearly still feeling guilty for missing all the calls from both me and the school.

“So, what’s with the vest, did you have a sexy time interrupted to?”, she asks half smirking and half curious. I’d forgotten I was still in my vest after Kayleigh’s earlier accident.

“No, you have our daughter to thank for that, as I was getting her out of the car my shirt was a victim of her poorly tummy.”

“Ah, sorry about that,” there’s her guilt again.

“It happens, it’ll come out in the wash.”

We go to check on Kayleigh together and she’s still fast asleep. Rather than disturb her, we return to the sofa where the topic inevitably turns to me and my non-existent love life.

“Soooo, are you seeing anyone yet?”

“No, I’m still depressingly single and boring,”

“What about that guy you told me about? The one who lives in the building?” I forgot I’d mentioned him to Emily. A few weeks ago, when I first saw him leaving as I was coming home from work, he was in a black button up shirt with the top couple of buttons undone and I remember at the time wishing I could just plant soft kisses against his neck. I’d met up with Emily and Sarah that evening, and I was so distracted, I couldn’t get thoughts of him out of my head the whole night. Knowing me as well as they both do, I’ve never been able to hide anything from them.

“I don’t even know if he’s gay, or if he would even be interested in me,”

“There you go again, putting yourself down before you even try. You are kind, caring, considerate, and not to mention sexy. Yet you always think no guy is going to be interested in you. You’ll never know unless you try Liam,”

She gives me the same speech every time I’ve liked a guy. I always talk myself out of trying to put myself out there for fear of being rejected or getting my heart broken. The last guy I was seeing was called Colin, we had great chemistry in bed, every time it was hot and horny. I really liked him, but while I saw a loving future for us together, it turned out he had other ideas. Sure, he had readily agreed that we wouldn’t see other people or sleep around, and although we weren’t at the stage to move in together, we were close enough that we’d swapped keys for each other’s places. I thought everything was going great, until one day I’d come home from work early and found Colin with not one, but two twinks in my bed. That was about 18 months ago, and although Emily had helped me come round to the idea that Colin’s actions were all his fault and not mine, there was still some doubt that crept into my mind whenever I considered trying to start anything with someone new.

Emily snapped her fingers in front of my face to get my attention, it seems I’d drifted off into memories of my disastrous time with Colin.

“Do I need to tell you again that not every guy is like Colin?”, of course she knows that’s what I was thinking.

“I saw him again today,”

“Who, Colin?” her face turns angry at the thought I might have been anywhere near Colin again, I love my friend so much.

I raise my hands to calm her, “No, don’t panic. I saw the cute guy who lives here again,” she calms and gets her expression switches to intrigued.

“When I came home with Kayleigh, I saw someone stepping out of the lift, so I called to get him to hold the doors as I was carrying Kayleigh. When he turned, I saw it was him and I don’t know why I just felt suddenly so shy in front of him,” I look down at my lap, not wanting to see the pity on Emily’s face.

“Then I couldn’t reach the buttons as I was worried about dropping Kayleigh, and when I tried to ask him to press it for me, it sounded like I was an awkward teenager again,” there was no point trying to hide things from Emily, she’d get it out of me in the end anyway.

“Aww, that’s so cute,” Emily cooed making me blush, “Wait, is that how you were dressed then,” she said looking me up and down causing me to blush further.

“Erm, yeah,” God this was embarrassing.

“And was he checking you out?”

“I don’t know,” exasperated by her question. I try to think back to just a short while ago. Was he checking me out? I don’t know, why am I so bad at this?

When Kayleigh wakes up a little while later, feeling a little better after her nap, Emily takes her back to their home. Although she was sick, it was nice to be able to be there for Kayleigh, just like any other dad.

Adam

Wednesdays are always quiet at the restaurant, but that means I get a chance to catch up with my best friend Abi without her boyfriend being around. She may, technically, be my boss as she is the senior host, but we’ve never let that get in the way of our friendship. It probably isn’t the right thing for us to do, but whenever it’s quiet, we sit in an empty booth and chat. We always put the customers first, and can always see if someone needs us, but somehow Wednesdays have become our regular catch-up night when we’re between tables.

“What’s new with you then?” I ask Abi as we both sip our cokes in a booth nearest the door.

“Not much really, did I tell you Steven’s starting a new job? It’s still the same 9 – 5 hours so we won’t get any more time together, but it’s better money so maybe we’ll finally be able to get a bigger place.”

“That’s amazing, I know you two have wanted to move for so long, I’m so pleased for you Abi.”

“How about you, any hot new men ravaging you at night?” I almost spit out my coke with her directness, I should be used to it by now, but she always finds a different way to surprise me. It’s become our running joke each week of how and when she’s going to make me choke.

“HA! Definitely no ravaging going on,”

“What about that guy in your building, the one you can’t keep your eyes off?” she teases, I knew I should never have told her about him.

I paused, thinking back to seeing him in the lift earlier today. “I think, he may be straight,” I sighed.

“Oh, how come?”

“Well, most guys with kids are straight,” I sound like a petulant child, as if she should have known that he had a kid.

“Wait, kid? What actually happened?”

I explain about seeing him getting into the lift with the little girl, I somehow manage to leave out that part about him looking like a god with his biceps on show.

“Is that all?” she scoffs at me, “Honey, do you even know if the girl was his? It could have been his niece, or he could have been doing a favour for a friend.”

I shrug before she continues, “and, even if she was his daughter that doesn’t automatically mean he’s straight or that he’s not single. This is 2023 not 1923.”

“Erm…”, I didn’t think of that.

“See, you always think the worst, now have you tried to actually have a conversation with him?”

“I couldn’t do that, he’s all…” I make an exaggerated muscle pose which elicits a slight chuckle from Abi, “while I’m all, this,” I gestured to myself.

“Well, they do say opposites attract, look at Me and Steven,” when I first met Abi’s boyfriend Steven, I thought he was quite stuck-up, nothing like Abi who has always been much more relaxed and easy going but as I’ve got to know him he’s not quite as bad as I first thought.

“Hmm,” I tease her earning me a slap to my shoulder causing us both to laugh.

She turns the subject back to me, “You should try to talk to him Adam, what’s the worst that can happen?”, apart from him punching me in the face, oh no what could possibly go wrong.

Liam

I work from home for a couple more hours after Emily and Kayleigh go home, thoughts of our conversation very much whirring around my head and making concentrating so difficult. By the time I finish working it’s 8pm but my mind it’s still lost in thoughts of him. I decide I need a distraction to clear my head, so I grab my workout bag and head to the gym. I try to work out 2 or 3 times a week depending on my schedule.

I work out for one reason only, to try and stay healthy, my job consists of hours of sitting down at a desk so before I joined the gym there wasn’t many opportunities to stay active. I didn’t use to care what I looked like but one of my former boyfriends kindly pointed out to me that I was starting to get a bit ‘podgy’ around the middle. So, I decided to join a gym to get back in shape. But it wasn’t long after that conversation that he left me for a 19 year old hunk with more muscles than brain cells. Emily and Sarah as always were there for me after that break-up, but I found the gym was a great way to quiet my mind after a tough day, so I kept it up.

Now I’m not trying to become one of those gays that barely eats and has muscles you could bounce a coin off, but it does feel quite nice that the little definition I have built up since I started going seems to attract attention. I just wish I had the confidence to actually speak to any of the guys that I catch looking though, and now I’m thinking of him again, the mystery man from my building.

I arrive at the gym, change into my kit and head for the treadmills. I set my music playing, to avoid the awful music that’s playing through their sound-system and focus on my 60 minute routine.

Part One

Adam

I was staring out the window for what could have been the hundredth time that day. A habit I often found myself doing wherever the words were struggling to come. I’d been calling myself a writer ever since I’d left college 5 years ago, but the truth is if it wasn’t for my evening job at ‘Le Savoureux’ restaurant, I’d be living on the streets right now. Not that my flat was anything special, but it was dry and safe, most of the time. I’d wanted to be a writer for as long as I could remember, it was all ever really enjoyed doing as a kid. While all the other kids were outside playing football, I was inside with my imagination building marvellous worlds with characters that were like me. The sort of stories I wish existed, but that I never found on the shelves of my local library.

I suppose I should tell you a little about me. My name is Adam and I’m a 23-year-old “writer” from London. Although I’ve had a few short stories published, I’ve by no means been successful. No teenager pictures themselves growing up to live alone, in a tiny one bed flat on the eighth floor of a tower block where the lifts are always breaking down. It would be very depressing if they did. I came out as gay to my parents when I finished college at 18, they disowned me and told me to ‘get out’, and I haven’t seen or spoken to them since.

After I was kicked out, my best friend Abigail was my saviour. She took me in and allowed me to sleep on her sofa. It was far from ideal but at least I had a roof over my head. Abi lived with her boyfriend Steven in a small one bed flat, but with me sleeping on the sofa the only space they had to be alone together was in their room. They were both too kind to say it, but I knew I was in the way. I heard them fighting in their room, it wasn’t about me, but I knew the 3 of us in such a tiny space was too much and Abi meant too much to me to risk her happiness.

Abi had been my best friend since we were 6, she was the first person I ever told when I realised, I was gay. Not that she needed to be told. I sat her down, nervous of how she might react with the most serious face she had ever seen me make. After a few deep breathes I told her and she burst out laughing and said, “Is that all? Jeez I thought you were dying or something.” I remember just looking at her shocked, of course she already knew. I could never keep anything from her, there was never a need to. She said she’d known for years and was just waiting for me to tell her. That was when I was 14, I’d not long been certain myself before then. She didn’t care and if anything, it made us even closer, if that was even possible. After ending up her doorstep after my parents kicked me out, there was never a question of could I stay, she knew I needed her and that was that.

Abi had been a massive help getting my life back on track, as well as the roof she put over my head, she put in a good word with her boss to get me a part the job at the restaurant she worked at. It wasn’t much but it was a start to getting my life back on track. After a few weeks of living with Abi and Steven, I found a charity that specialised in helping young LGBT people after they’d been rejected by those that were supposed to care for them. They helped me to get a flat of my own and offered all sorts of help with things that I had no idea I even needed. That was 5 years ago now and it feels like I’m stuck. I’m still in the same flat, I’m working at the same restaurant, albeit I’ve worked my way from a dishwasher at the bottom of the ladder up to be an assistant host, and I’m still alone.

I’ve not been alone this whole time, there have been a number of men over the years but none of them have stuck around for long. They have all only been interested in one thing, sex! And preferably with as many men as possible. Maybe I’m unusual for wanting a man that is interested in being with me and only me. Is that too much to ask for? Maybe I’m just doomed to be alone.

As I’m sitting looking out over the courtyard below, feeling sorry for myself, I see the latest man of my dreams. I don’t know his name, but I know he’s tall, with mousy blond hair and the most amazing muscles that look great both when he’s wearing his suits for work and in his more casual clothes. I’ve seen him around the building a few times, but I’ve never been brave enough to even say hello, let alone have a proper adult conversation with him. I assume he must work a 9-5 job in some office as he’s often coming home about the time I leave to get to the restaurant in the evenings. He’s early today though, its only 1 o’clock in the afternoon. I realise that probably makes me sound like some crazy stalker but when you spend your daytimes struggling to write, you tend to notice what’s happening outside your window. Maybe a little more than I perhaps should when that view is such a sexy sight.

Liam

‘Come on pick up the phone’ I muttered to myself as the phone rang & rang while I tried to get hold of Emily or her partner Sarah. Voicemail, again, “Emily, it’s Liam, again, the school have been in touch with me because they get hold of you or Sarah. Kayleigh’s sick and they need me to go get her. Where are you? Call me!”

I was supposed to be at work when Kayleigh’s school rang to say she wasn’t well and asked if I could come pick her up. Normally Emily and Sarah would take care of all this, sure I was part of Kayleigh’s life, I’m her dad after all, but she lives with her two mums. Emily has been my best friend for years and when her and Sarah got married, they asked if I would help them to have a child. We discussed how it work, with the three of us, as I was always going to be in Emily’s life and so it was only natural, I would be part of Kayleigh’s life too. I didn’t hesitate to say yes.

I can’t believe that was 7 years ago, Kayleigh is 6 now and she’s already such a bright and funny young girl. When we had that discussion I wasn’t sure how involved I would want to be in her life, but once I saw her for the first time, in Emily and Sarah’s arms, I knew I would be just as protective of her as both of these two incredible women that I was proud to call my family. As soon as she was old enough to talk, Emily became Mummy, Sarah became Mum, and they told her I was Dad. I welled up that day, I knew when they originally asked me that this wasn’t the plan, sure I’d be a part of Kayleigh’s life but I always thought they’d just want me to be Uncle Liam, but having a child together drew the 3 of us closer than ever before and when she was old enough to understand they asked me if that would be ok with me.

But today, neither of them is answering their phones so I’ve had rush home and pick up the car in order to go collect Kayleigh from school. I always got the train to the office, but I have to drive to get to Kayleigh’s school. I dash inside my flat, dump my jacket and tie on the sofa and grab the car keys from the bowl I keep them in on the side table. Within a few minutes I’m back out and down to the parking area at the back of my building.

I drive to the school and arrive at reception about an hour after they’d first rang me, I apologise for taking so long but it seems the receptionist isn’t that interested. She’s some old woman that clearly doesn’t want to help people, an odd choice for a receptionist. Once she’s had me sign in, she directs me down a corridor to the medical room where Kayleigh has been waiting. I see her through the window before she sees me and she looks so sad, with her head perched above a bowl that presumably the school had given her in case she is sick again. I walk in the room and her eyes light up, she’s so pleased to see me even though I can tell she’s still feeling poorly.

I bend down and stroke a couple of stray hairs out of eyes, “how you feeling kiddo?”. She manages a weak smile, but I can tell she just wants to get home and lie down. “I’ve come to take you home,” she doesn’t question where her Mums are, she just wants to go home. I take the bowl from her hands and put it down beside her before picking her up and carrying her back down the corridor towards reception. I hand back the badge to the woman at the desk, who makes a curt sound by way of reply, before heading out to get Kayleigh settled in the car. As we often go places together, I have a car seat already set up in the back of my car for whenever Kayleigh is with me, so I strap her in and start to drive back to my place.

It’s rare for Kayleigh to come to my flat, it’s usually easier for me to go to their home if I’m looking after Kayleigh, but this isn’t a normal situation. I drive carefully, aware that every bump in the road is making Kayleigh feel sick again. We make it to the parking area of my building, and all seems to be ok so far, or so I thought. I get out of the car and just as I’m unbuckling her car seat, that’s when Kayleigh is sick all down my shirt. It feels disgusting, but I try not to let her know that, it wasn’t her fault after all. She starts to cry, and still bend down at her level I tell her “It’s ok sweetie, it’s just a shirt, it wasn’t your fault”. To show her it’s all ok, I remove the stained shirt and toss it in the back of the car, I could deal with the later. “See, all clean now,” I say as I gently stroke her hair to soothe her. Her tears start to ebb and now in my white vest I pick Kayleigh up and head towards the building to carry her up to the flat.

Adam

Staying indoors all day wasn’t helping, when I get stuck with my writing like this sometimes the best thing to do is to go for a walk and get a change of scenery. Maybe something would spark my inspiration and help get me out of this current funk. For a change the lifts were working today, so I hope inside to head down to the ground floor. The lift doors open, and I step out.

Just as I’m starting to walk away, this strong, manly voice that made me feel weak at the knees bellowed out from behind me, “can you hold the lift doors for me please.” I quickly hold the lift doors and look to see who has called. It’s him, the mystery man from the courtyard, he’s in a vest and carrying a small child. I should have known a sexy guy like him must be married, and with a kid too. It was just my luck. I can’t help but stare at his sexy exposed biceps as he walks towards me. He brushes past me into the lift, and it takes all my strength not to turn and watch his ass as he enters.

“You wouldn’t mind pressing the 9 for me, my hands are a little full,” he asks me with an air of shyness about him, this gentle side of him, that doesn’t match his strong physique. It makes me want him even more. It takes me a moment to realise he’s talking to me, I reach inside and press the button for the 9th floor. “Cheers,” he replied before the doors close and I’m left staring at them still in a state of disbelief at what I’ve just seen.

I snap out of it and go to head out for my walk, I keep replaying those few moments over in my head, the disappointment that he’s straight, the sexiness of his voice and his body, the gentle shy side of him when he asked for help. If Abi was here now, she’d tell me that if he’s straight I should just put him out of my mind. She’s seen it all before, me falling for the married men, the straight men, the downright awful men. She’s always been there to pick up the pieces of my rather disastrous love life, if you can call it that. But I’m sure this crush isn’t going to go away easily, no matter how much I try to take my mind off him, I keep picturing those strong arms wrapped around me.

I know it’s crazy, I don’t even know his name and yet he’s now occupying all my thoughts. If I was sensible, or had an ounce of self-respect, I would just see the fact he’s straight and move on. But I’ve wanted him for months, seeing him crossing the courtyard each day, and around the tower block, but that desire is even stronger now after seeing him without his shirt and hearing both his bold commanding voice and his soft gentle side. I’m picturing him taking charge in my bed but being so gentle with me at the same time. Feeling his body pressed against mine as he whispers sweet words in my ear.

These thoughts were not going to help get over him, or with giving me inspiration for my writing. Not unless I wanted to write something much more X-rated that most publishers would accept. I need to think of something else, anything else, but everything I try doesn’t work. My thoughts just come back to him.

The Party

It was the night of Mandy’s party. She was turning 18 and all her friends and family were invited to celebrate this important birthday with her. Turning 18 is a magical birthday, the celebration of no longer being a child and finally being an adult, not the Mandy showed it of course, she was always the life of the party, even if it wasn’t hers. Everyone was having a great time, there was dancing, there was food, there was drink it was going to be a night to remember for everyone.

Then in he walks, the 5” 8’ athletic blonde that is Simon, fashionably late as usual. Everyone loved Simon, he was fun, handsome and clever, but the person who loved Simon most of all was Jamie. Jamie had been in love with Simon for years, from the moment he first laid eyes upon him. And it wasn’t a secret, everyone, even Simon, knew that Jamie loved him, but unfortunately for Jamie, Simon was straight and he had made it very clear that he wasn’t interested. This broke Jamie’s heart, but despite the fact that Simon wasn’t interested, Jamie’s eyes always lit up when Simon entered the room.

It was about an hour into the party and everyone was enjoying themselves. People were dancing to the party classics like the ‘YMCA’, the ‘Macarena’ and not forgetting ‘Saturday Night’ that were all blasting out of the sound system. And then something happened to change everything. Jamie was sitting down enjoying something to eat while talking to his friends Carly and her boyfriend Steven, and while he was talking he noticed that across the room, the love of his life was sitting on another Man’s lap. This man was Marcus, a cute guy with jet black hair which had the occasional streak of red running through it. Marcus was a year older than everyone else at the party and was interested in anything that moved, much like Mandy.

This made Jamie really jealous, he could feel the tears starting to well up inside him but he held them back, he knew he couldn’t let anyone see he was upset, especially not Simon. He would just make some silly joke about it later on if Jamie had shown he was upset at the thought of him with another man. Simon and Marcus seemed to be growing closer and closer as the evening continued but Jamie kept repeating to himself in his head, “It’s nothing, he doesn’t like him, he’s straight,” but somehow it didn’t help, Jamie couldn’t stand watching the guy he loved being with another man, especially not Marcus. You see Marcus had a reputation, it wouldn’t be the first time he’d turned a guy’s eye, even a straight guy, it was just the power that he had, no one knew how and after a night with Marcus, no one cared.

Another hour passed and Marcus and Simon were getting closer and closer, at least that’s how Jamie saw it. But not for long, Jamie had a plan. Now, Mandy’s party was held in a pub, a family pub, but a pub nonetheless, and Jamie had never been here before and he knew that Marcus had. So while Marcus was sitting alone Jamie asked him,

“Listen, do you know where the toilets are mate,” and Marcus replied, “Sure, I’ll show you, I need to go myself,” so Marcus stood up and both Jamie and Marcus disappeared up the stairs from the function room to the gents that was in the main pub.

Now what Jamie had planned was elaborate and would certainly make any gay guy jealous but then he remembered that Simon was straight and wouldn’t be jealous if he was to fuck Marcus. So he put his plan to one side and just decided to accept the fact that Simon didn’t want him and wouldn’t want him. But then something happened. Before he knew it, Jamie found himself being pushed into a cubical by Marcus. Normally, if any guy did this Jamie would put up a fight, but with Marcus, no one put up a fight, they just let him have what he wanted, because if he wanted you, then you were special, at least that’s the way he made you feel, even if he did sleep with anyone and everyone.

It was a matter of seconds before Marcus had his tongue intertwined with Jamie’s like two snakes coiled together in a passionate fever, while he was running his hands up and down Jamie’s back, under his t-shirt just feeling his skin and the heat that was eradiating from his body. Jamie had never been with anyone before; he wanted his first time to mean something, to be something special, not something sleazy in a pub toilet. But no matter how much a part of him wanted to stop, to let his first time be romantic and special the way he had always planned, with Marcus there was no saying no.

Jamie knew this was going to be his first time, it wasn’t the way he planned, but the way everyone described Marcus after a night with him, he knew it was going to be something to remember. As Marcus ran his hands up Jamie’s back, Jamie did the same. It wasn’t long before both their t-shirts were lying on the floor of the cubicle, all the while their tongues still crashing together like waves on the ocean floor. Marcus reached for Jamie’s belt and before Jamie could even think he found his jeans were on the floor around his ankles. Marcus turned Jamie round to face the cubicle wall, he slowly lowered his own jeans and boxers to the floor and then he leaned into Jamie and starting kissing his neck passionately while reaching for Jamie’s waist and gently lowering his boxers too.

Marcus was a pro, he knew how to operate and he knew how to get his own way. But he also knew to be prepared for anything, just like the boy scouts. Marcus reached into his jeans pocket, which were now on the floor of the cubicle with the rest of his clothes and he pulled out a condom. He opened the packet and carefully slipped in on over his now erect cock. He could tell this was Jamie’s first time, so he took things slowly. He gently eased his cock into Jamie, going fast enough to get inside, but slow enough to cause as little pain as possible for Jamie.

Jamie could feel every inch of Marcus slowly slipping inside his virgin arse. At first all he could feel was pain, he wanted it to stop so much, but after Marcus was all the way in he held it there for a few seconds while the pain started to ease off. Jamie was ready, Marcus had made his way in and it was time to start. Gradually, at first, Marcus starting easing his cock in and out in slow, steady motions. When he knew Jamie was ready, he started picking up the pace until he was at a feverish speed, pounding away at Jamie’s arse.

After a few minutes of pounding Marcus was getting ready to cum, he slowly pulled himself out of Jamie’s arse and told Jamie to turn around and get down on his knees. Jamie did as he was told; he got down on his knees with Marcus’ now undressed cock touching his face. Jamie knew what to do, he opened his mouth and took all of Marcus’ cock inside, and he was licking the shaft from the tip to the base until Marcus finally came down the back of Jamie’s throat. Jamie swallowed the whole load, savouring the taste of every last drop that was being expelled from the tip of Marcus’ cock. When Marcus had finished unloading into Jamie he pulled out and then, without any prompting, Jamie stood up and kissed Marcus.

After they’d finished kissing, the two got dressed and then just as they opened the cubicle door, in he walks. It was Simon. He was alone, and he knew what Marcus and Jamie had been up to, and to both Jamie and Marcus’ surprise, he unexpectedly, turned and ran out of the toilets. Without a second thought, Jamie ran out of the toilets after him. When Jamie got outside the toilets and found himself back in the pub he just caught a glimpse of Simon heading out the door to the car park outside. Walking slowly, so as not to cause suspicion from anyone around, Jamie headed out to the car park to find Simon, to find out what was wrong and to explain.

Jamie got outside to the car park and looked around trying to find Simon, he was no where to be found and just as Jamie was about to turn around to head back inside, there he was. Sitting on the edge of a bench, slumped over with his head in his hands. Jamie decided to slowly walk over to where Simon was sitting and when he was standing over Simon he said,

                “Hey, you, what’s wrong?” trying to act as if everything’s normal. Jamie noticed Simon was crying and he sat down next to him and tried to put his arm around him to comfort him. Simon lashed out, he threw Jamie’s arm of his shoulder and started to shout,

“How could you? How could you?” he kept repeating over and over while Jamie sat looking confused. “You were supposed to love me, not that second rate hussy.” Jamie sat, still looking confused. Simon continued, “So is that it, have you had enough of me now, are you and him an item, tell me? What was that?”

“Of course I haven’t had enough of you, I have always loved you Simon, since the day I face saw you, nothing could change that,” Jamie paused, “And that in there, that was nothing, it was a one time thing, you know what Marcus is like, you can’t say no to him when he wants you. But hey, what’s this? You’re straight you shouldn’t be upset just because I slept with someone,”

“It’s nothing forget it,” Simon said as he stood and tried to walk away. Jamie stood up and shouted to Simon, “That’s it is it? You walk in on me with a guy, get upset and then say it’s nothing. What’s really going on Simon? Be honest for once,”

“I love you ok,” Simon shouted back angrily as he ran towards Jamie and started hitting his chest. Jamie took hold off Simon’s hands to stop him and then Simon started crying again. Jamie took Simon into his arms, and they sat down once again. Simon slowly stopped crying and looked up into Jamie’s eyes. He could see that he was wrong, Jamie still loved him and now Jamie knew that Simon love him back. Neither of them said a word to each other, they just sat there with Jamie holding Simon, not caring that they were missing the party that was still going on inside. Not caring whether anyone saw them together like this.

Back at the party people were starting to wonder where Jamie and Simon were, Marcus had returned and he was the only one who knew what had happened, well up to the point where Jamie followed Simon out of the pub that is. He hadn’t told anyone, he didn’t have the right to and he knew it. People carried on enjoying themselves at the party, meanwhile outside, Simon plucked up the courage to speak. He turned to Jamie and said,

“I meant it Jamie, I’ve fallen for you, I want to be with you, that is, if you still want to be with me,” Simon stopped and waited hesitantly. Jamie replied, “Well,” pausing to tease, “Of course I want to be with you, I love you Simon.” Jamie and Simon hugged each other tighter and then stood up and were ready to face the world. The both re-entered the pub and headed to the function room to join everyone else. They entered holding hands and everyone stopped what they were doing and turned to look at them. No one said anything for a few minutes. Jamie and Simon headed down the stairs, still holding hands while everyone just stared at them.

They were the centre of attention and they didn’t care. They just walked into the room and sat down next to each other at a table. Gradually everyone started returning to what they were doing, the music started again and everyone continued. Mandy, Carly and Steven all walked over to where Simon and Jamie were sitting and no one knew what to say first. Carly then started,

                “So, guys, are you to…a couple now or what?” Jamie and Simon looked at each other and Simon replied, “Yeah, we are,” neither Simon nor Jamie could stop grinning. They were finally together. What Jamie had dreamt of since he first laid eyes on him had finally come true? They were together and they were happy. A slow song started on the sound system, the usual couples dance type song, so Carly and Steven take to the floor, Mandy grabs Marcus and then up stand Jamie and Simon as they make their way to the dance floor for their first dance together.

They danced in each others arms and held each other tight, as they had before. While they were dancing, Simon turned to Jamie and gently kissed him on the lips. Jamie reacted and the two of them shared their first kiss together on the dance floor. It was a beautiful sight, and to Simon and Jamie it felt so right.

That night Jamie and Simon went their separate ways and throughout the night they continued to text each other, they were finally together and they couldn’t stand being apart. It took them this long to find each other, being apart even for one night was almost unbearable.

THE END

New Year, New Noah – An Erotic Short Story

Summary: This story is set on New Year’s Eve and contains scenes of a sexual nature

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Originally posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – Dec 27 2008

Luke was getting ready at home for the best New Year ever. Sure, last year he got to spend New Year with Noah, but he was still using his cane after the incident with Noah’s father. Luke was so excited, he and Noah were back together again, they were happier than they had been for a long time, and he was going to be spending his New Year with the man he loved so much. The man he wanted to be with forever. Luke was getting ready upstairs in his room at the Snyder family home when there was a ring at the door. Luke rushed down the stairs to answer it, he knew it would be Noah and he couldn’t wait to see him. Luke opened the door, after almost tripping down the stairs, and sure enough there was Noah, standing there holding in his hands a single red rose.

Arm outstretched in front of him, Noah spoke, “Here, I got this for you, I thought, being as this was our first date since we got together again that I should bring you something.”

Luke blushed, taking the rose from Noah’s hands he replied, “Oh, Noah that’s so sweet of you,” Luke placed the rose on the side and just as they were about to leave, behind them came the voice of Luke’s parents.

“Hi, Noah, we’re so glad things between you and Luke are getting back on track,” Lilly said, “aren’t we Holden,” she continued, patting Holden.

“Yes, we are, it’s good to see you again Noah,” Holden said stretching out his hand to shake Noah’s.

Noah reached out to shake Holden’s outstretched palm, but before he had time to say anything in response Luke chimed in, “Anyway, we better be going, we’re meeting Maddie and Casey outside Metro, so night Mum, night Dad.” Luke ushered Noah out of the house barely giving him time to say goodbye to Luke’s parents.

“Luke, that was a bit rude, besides I’m sure Maddie and Casey won’t mind if we’re late, they’ll understand,”

“I know, but I just wanted you all to myself, I’m sorry,” Luke said with that adorable tone that Noah just couldn’t resist.

Noah lightly kissed Luke’s lips, and they both got into Noah’s truck. They chatted as Noah drove them into Old Town, but not about anything in particular, just stuff like the weather, work and what was on the radio.

As they parked up Noah turned to Luke and said, “You know that I love you, don’t you Luke,”

“Of Course I do Noah, I love you too,”

“No, Luke I mean I really Love you; I can’t stand when I’m not with you, these last few months have been hell,”

“Me too Noah, but we’re together now, that’s all that matters,”

Luke could tell that there was something else that Noah wanted to say, but he knew that Noah would say it when he was ready. That was the beauty of Noah, Luke knew that while he didn’t always say everything he was thinking straight away, when he said it, it was always so beautiful and romantic.

Noah got out of the truck, and just as he did last year, came round, and opened the door for Luke, like a proper gentleman. He held out his hand as an aid for Luke to step down from the truck and Luke took it. As he stepped down, Luke made sure he lost his balance, causing him to fall into Noah’s arms. Noah caught him and they were face to face in each other’s arms. Noah and Luke were kissing until they were interrupted by a cough from behind them. They’d been caught and they knew it, they stopped kissing and turned to see Maddie and Casey standing there.

“Hey guys,” Noah said embarrassed that his ex-girlfriend had just caught him making out with the man that he left her for.

“Hey, if you want, we can leave you two alone if you want some privacy,” Casey said jokily.

Luke and Noah laughed off the embarrassment of being caught and Noah locked up the truck and the four of them headed to Metro. The club was packed. Henry had booked the best DJ in town, and it seemed as though everyone from town had turned out to celebrate the New Year in style. The drinks were flowing, people were dancing, and the place was more alive than ever before.

Lots of other students from Oakdale U were there enjoying themselves, drinking, dancing, and having fun. Although thankfully not Kevin and his mates. They were the only thing that could possibly ruin the night, by being a constant reminder of what Luke and Casey did, and that was one thing Luke defiantly didn’t want. After all, he and Noah had only just gotten things sorted after the events that followed the election, if Kevin was to show his face now, it could end up ruining everything. Thankfully, Kevin was nowhere to be seen, perhaps thinking that the coolest party in town was beneath him.

The three guys took it in turns to get the drinks in, with no-one drinking alcohol, seeing as both Noah and Casey would be driving and Luke being back on the wagon again, while Maddie just didn’t want to be the only one drinking that night. It was getting closer to midnight and the DJ started playing some romantic slow songs for all the couples to dance to. Both Luke & Noah and Maddie & Casey took to the floor and danced alongside the rest of the couples that were there. While they were dancing, almost in unison, Maddie rested her head on Casey’s shoulder just as Luke rested his on Noah’s. Noah was thinking how weird it was that everything was normal and that nothing was at all awkward between the 4 of them. It was the perfected ending to the perfect night.

—–BUT YOU DON’T WANT ME TO END IT THERE—–

The countdown to midnight began.

10

9

“I Love You Luke,” Noah shouted so that he could be heard over the crowd.

7

6

“I Love You Too Noah,” Luke replied also trying to battle with the noise of the countdown.

4

3

2

1

“HAPPY NEW YEAR!” screamed the cacophony of voices in the club. Luke and Noah shared a romantic New Year’s kiss, as did all the couples that were in the club. There was no one thinking it was unusual for two guys to be together, no awkwardness about it, everyone was just enjoying themselves and having a good time, just as New Year’s should be.

The night quickly started to wind down after that, people started getting their coats and making their ways home. Luke and Noah said their goodbyes to Maddie & Casey and made their way back to Noah’s truck. They both climbed inside to get in from the freezing temperatures outside that stuck them when they left the warmth of the club. Once the doors were shut, Noah started up the heater to warm them both up.

Noah started the engine and then turned to Luke and asked, “So, where can I take you sir?”


“Well, I was thinking,” Luke paused, “my family have all gone to the farm for the night and won’t be back until tomorrow and Brian and my Grandma are spending the night at the Lakeview together, so my place is empty. Maybe you’d like to come back with me?” replied Luke slightly nervous at the thought of what Noah might say.

“Your place it is then,” Noah replied as he put the truck into drive and headed to the Snyder house. They didn’t talk much during their drive, but it wasn’t an uncomfortable silence at all, it was just peaceful and calm. Besides the cold air was still reaching their skin despite the best efforts of the heater, so it was better to conserve the heat by not talking. Noah pulled up in front of the Snyder house and both he and Luke quickly headed inside to get in from the cold.

As soon as Luke closed the door behind him, Noah grabbed hold of him and started kissing him. He was almost like an animal, neither of them had taken off their coats and yet here they were passionately kissing in the lounge of the Snyder family home. While they were kissing Noah started to unfasten the buttons on Luke’s coat so that he could slide it off his shoulders and let it drop onto the floor below. Luke followed Noah’s lead and did the same to Noah. Both their coats were now on the floor, and they made their way towards the sofa, without breaking the embrace between them.

They collapsed into each other’s arms on the sofa, still kissing, still fondling each other’s bodies. Frantic due to the lack of contact between them in their time together. The two were both enjoying the embrace so much that they didn’t want to stop, neither one of them wanted this moment of animal magnetism to end. But Luke suddenly pulled away, although he was usually the one to act first, think later, with Noah being the one to always carefully plan things out before they happened, Luke suddenly realised that they couldn’t be found on the Sofa, not doing what they were doing. What if they fell asleep and Luke’s family were to return before they woke up, that could be terrible.

Luke stood and simply said to a confused looking Noah “Come with me,” with his hand out-stretched. Noah took Luke’s hand and Luke led him up the stairs to Luke’s bedroom just as couples do in those romantic old movies. They got to Luke’s bedroom and again, just as the door was closed, this time it was Luke’s turn to be in control. They were once again kissing, unbuttoning each other’s shirts, and letting them fall to the floor just as before. There was nothing to stop them from being together, no Kevin, no Maddie and no Ameera. Nothing to hold them back from finally being a proper couple and doing what all proper couples do.

Luke grabbed Noah and pulled him down onto the bed with him. Luke was on top of Noah, they were kissing each other and then Noah turned the tables on Luke and flipped him over so that he was no longer on top. Noah had Luke pinned down, but Luke didn’t care. He had his man, his wonderful, beautiful man, and he was happy. He’d never been happier. Noah grabbed hold of Luke’s belt and with one hand and began to undo it while with the other hand he was running his fingers through his boyfriend’s luscious locks of blonde hair. All the while still caressing his lips with his own.

Noah removed the belt in with move and threw it down beside the bed. This was it; there was no turning back now. Luke and Noah were finally going to have their first time together. It was going to be passionate, intimate, and feisty all at the same time. Noah broke his contact with Luke’s lips and started kissing his way down Luke’s bare chest, working each of his nipples with his tongue and softly kissing them. After spending a few minutes working each of Luke’s nipples Noah started heading lower. He got to Luke’s waistband, and he then went back up to Luke’s lips and started kissing him again before he tenderly kissed his way back down Luke’s chest once again.

This time when Noah got to Luke’s waistband, he removed Luke’s jeans and threw them to the ground beside the bed. Luke was now lying on the bed wearing just his boxers, with Noah straddling his chest, still fully clothed from the waist down. Luke then pulled Noah in for another kiss, before flipping him so he was on top, straddling Noah. Luke did just as Noah had done before, he caressed every part of Noah’s chest using his tongue, kissing and licking his way down Noah’s torso. Luke removed Noah’s jeans, just as Noah had done to him before so that both of them were wearing just their underwear. Luke and Noah had never done this before; it was a completely new experience for both of them. Sure, Noah had that thing in Branson with Maddie, but that wasn’t anything like this. This was something different; both men were just relying on their instincts to take control and letting the passion rise up from inside them and fill the room. These boys were close before, but now as men they were getting to be closer than ever before.

Due to his over-powering size, Noah took the lead. After more kissing the boys were both ready. Luke was positioned on his back facing the ceiling and his Noah above him. Both of their boxers had been removed while they were kissing and now Noah was positioned ready to make his way into his love. Noah raised Luke’s legs up onto his shoulders so that he could look his lover’s eyes as he slowly pushed forward and inside. Noah could see a tinge of pain on his boyfriend’s pain, but after Luke reassured him that he was fine, he continued until he was completely inside his partner.

After allowing Luke to get used to Noah being inside him, Noah slowly pulled out and then pushed himself back inside. He gradually built up to a steady pace with which both he and Luke were happy with. The intensity between them rose, Luke was screaming, not from pain but from pleasure. Noah could feel his and Luke’s breathing almost in sync with one-another, almost in perfect unison. They had both finally found the closeness that they were looking for. The closeness they deserved after a year of fake marriages, break ups and Noah’s father. Luke and Noah both made sure they remembered every detail of this magical event, the smell, the sounds, the sights, it was defiantly not going to be forgotten in a hurry and at this point, nothing could ruin it.

Luke loved staring up into Noah’s eyes has he was pushing forward harder and harder. Every thrust he made was beautiful, but all though they both wanted it too, they knew it couldn’t last forever. Noah started getting faster, he was getting close, neither of them wanted it too end, but it was out of their control. Noah reached his climax, cueing Luke to do the same. They both came at the same time, the perfect unison for the perfect union. Noah gently pulled out of Luke and collapsed beside him. They didn’t want to move, but they had to get cleaned up in case someone came home, they couldn’t risk falling asleep and then Luke’s parents walking in on them, or worse Luke’s sisters.

Luke and Noah both got up and went into Luke’s en-suite. They got into the shower together; after all they had nothing left to hide from each other. They both stood there under the running water, feeling it dripping over their naked bodies, Luke helped Noah get cleaned up and Noah did the same for Luke. They were stood there kissing and washing under the shower, it was beautiful. When they had finished, they both dried off and then returned to Luke’s bed. This time they both lay, naked under the duvet and fell asleep in each other’s arms.

Breakfast

Andrew walked into the kitchen, totally naked as always and was shocked to find Max not only naked, but with a man wrapped around him. Max had never bought anyone home before, he’d always kept himself distant from most people, afraid to get too close, afraid of getting hurt and being alone again. But here he was, cooking naked, with this cute guy holding him tight, and kissing his neck from behind.

Neither of them had noticed Andrew walk in, they were both too wrapped up in each other to see him. Andrew coughed to get their attention, startling them and making the guy behind Max jump back, he obviously didn’t know Andrew was here. Andrew took the opportunity to look the guy up and down, he was cute, he obviously didn’t work out at the gym all the time like Max, but he was nice to look at.

“Sorry, I didn’t realise you were here,” Max blushed speaking to Andrew. “Clearly,” Andrew replied while making it obvious he was looking them both up and down. It wasn’t the first time Andrew had seen Max naked, but he looked different. He looked happy, calm and relaxed. The room was silent, no one knew what to say, so Andrew reached out his hand to the new guy to introduce himself, “Hi, I’m Andrew, Max’s friend and sometimes roommate,” the new guy, still shocked, tentatively reached out to take Andrew’s hand and introduced himself, “Alex”.

“Nice to meet you Alex, you must be special because Max never brings anyone home,” Andrew said causing both Alex and Max to blush. Andrew walked over to the fridge to grab a drink, “Don’t mind me, I’ll keep out of your way,” he winked before returning to his room.

“Sorry about that,” Max said to Alex now they were alone again, “I didn’t know he was here,” he wrapped his arms around Alex, nervous that Alex would be scared off. “He has a key, and stays here sometimes, when he doesn’t want to be alone,” Max was speaking quickly now, almost desperate to get the words out, “Nothing is going on between us, we’re just friends.” Before he could continue, Alex put his finger on Max’s lips to stop him, “It’s ok, breathe,” his calming words helping Max to slow down and relax once more.

Alex rubbed Max’s back as they held each other, feeling his chest rise and fall as his breathing returned to normal. They just held each other quietly, no need for words between them, Alex’s touch told Max that he was safe, and that nothing had changed between them. A beeping sound brought them back to the room, it was the sound of the smoke alarm. They’d both forgotten that they were cooking before they’d been interrupted. They quickly broke apart and Max grabbed the hot pan and tossed it into the sink along with its now burnt contents.

Andrew burst out of his room, still naked, to see what was going on. Alex and Max looked at each other, and then at Andrew, before the two of them started laughing. Andrew just looked at them confused, which made the couple laugh even more. They were happy, and they knew their life together was going to be good.

The End

Fan Fiction Competition Entry

Summary: This story is set three years after Luke & Noah first met at WOAK and starts two weeks before their wedding.

Disclaimer: This site is no way associated with “As the World Turns”, CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

Originally posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – Apr 3 2008

“Luke can you believe that in two weeks you’re gonna be Mr. Noah Mayer?” asked Noah. “Don’t you mean you’re gonna be Mr. Luke Snyder,” Luke replied cheekily, “It’s a scary thought isn’t it, in two weeks time we’ll be married,” continued Luke. “And there’s still so much to do,” interrupted Emma.

“Hey Grandma,” Luke said to his Grandma. “So have you boys written your vows yet?” asked Emma. “Now that would be telling wouldn’t it,” laughed Noah. “Well, trust me, you don’t want to leave everything to the last minute because I remember when Lily and Holden got married, Holden left his vows to the last minute and then in the end he found it so hard that he just copied his vows from various lines from shows he had seen on TV, Lily was not impressed, according to Holden if he hadn’t of made it up to her in time Lily would have left for their honeymoon without him” reminisced Emma. “Yes, Grandma, we know, we can’t leave everything to the last minute” smiled Luke.

Noah’s phone started to ring and he stepped outside to answer it, after a few minutes he returned and said to Luke, “Listen honey, I’ve just got to and run a few errands.” Noah gave Luke a peck on the lips and then went and drove off in his truck, leaving Luke & his grandma to talk in the kitchen on the farm.

“So, are you boys excited about the wedding?” asked Emma, although she knew the answer already. “Yeah, we really are, after everything that has happened to us over the past 3 years with Noah’s dad and Ameera and the INS, it just feels good to finally be able to share our love with everyone,” replied Luke with a smile on his face. “I’m so glad you and Noah are finally doing this,” replied Emma, “and I’m looking forward to seeing my grandson marry the man of his dreams.” “You know what grandma, he really is, I mean I know that he’s the only guy I’ve been in a relationship with, but when I’m with him, I don’t want to be with anyone else, I just want him” “And he only wants you to sweetie, I know it.”

Lily and Holden walked in to the kitchen and joined Luke and Emma. “Hey Mom, hey Dad,” said Luke, who still had a smile on his face. “Hi sweetheart, no need to ask what your so happy about,” said Lily. Luke just carried on smiling. “So who’s going to be wearing the white dress then son,” Holden asked cheekily. “Dad I can’t believe you just said that,” “What, if you ask me it’s obvious that Noah’s the man in your relationship.” “Dad!” screeched Luke. “I don’t know Luke, I think you’d look quite good in a satin white wedding dress,” chimed in Lily. “Mom!” replied Luke. “So have the nerves started kicking in yet?” asked Lily. “I don’t think so, I’m just so excited that we’re finally going to be together, I mean yeah sure we’ve been together for 3 years now, but it’s just this way it’s official, he’ll be mine and I’ll be his, things couldn’t get any better,” answered Luke.

“Aww, that’s so sweet, I’m so happy, my little boy is all grown up and in love,” Lily said as she hugged her son. At that moment, Luke noticed Noah’s truck pull up and Lilly could tell that her son wanted some alone time with his fiancé, so Lilly, Holden and Emma all scurried upstairs to give Luke and Noah some time alone together. Luke then rushed to the door to give his dashing husband to be a passionate kiss. “What was that for?” Noah asked after the two broke off their kiss. “Do I need a reason to kiss my future husband?” asked Luke. “Of course not,” Noah said before he lent in and kissed Luke. “So where did you disappear off to in such a hurry?” Luke asked Noah.

“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” Noah said with a hint of sarcasm in his voice. “You know what I’m talking about, one minute we’re stood here talking to my grandma, then the next you get a call and then disappear off into the night, I mean what’s going on Noah, your not cheating on me are you?” asked Luke cheekily. “You know I would never do that to you sweetie, especially not since we’re getting married in two weeks,” Noah replied with a serious tone. “Noah, relax, I’m just messing with you,” Luke said with that cheeky smile of his.

“Well, I think I can take the chance and tell you where I went,” Noah said with a deeply serious tone in his voice. “Noah, what, you know you can tell me anything, please, your scaring me.” Luke stammered. Noah reached into his sports bag and pulled out a carrier bag and handed it to Luke. “What’s this?” asked Luke, uncertain as to what he had just been handed. “It’s a symbol,” replied Noah. “A symbol of what Noah?” “Open it.” Luke just did as he was told and opened the bag and pulled out a long black case, Noah took the case out of Luke’s hands and then opened it. “Luke this is a symbol, a symbol of my love for you, it’s not much but it’s to show you how much you mean to me,” in his hands was a silver chain with the inscription, ‘Seeing you reminds me how much I care about you’. “That was I said to you, that day in the hospital after my father, you know,” “I remember and I was pushing you away and now, now I’m say glad you fought back, I don’t know what I would have done without you Noah,” replied Luke.

Noah told Luke to turn around and he did, once Luke had turned around; Noah placed the chain around Luke’s neck and fastened the clasp at the back. Luke took hold of the chain with one hand and then leant back and took hold of Noah with the other and he kissed him. “It’s brilliant Noah, I love it, but why the secrecy?” “I wanted it to be a surprise, I was going to wait until our wedding night, but I thought now was the right time,” “But, what was that phone call all about and why did you have to rush off so quickly?” “That was Casey on the phone; I asked him to collect the chain for me and he was calling to say it was ready for me to collect it” “Ah, so how was my ex then?” Luke said cheekily. “He was fine and so was my ex” replied Noah, with that the two laughed and then retired to their bedroom.

*One and a Half weeks later*

“Thank you so much for letting me stay here until me and Luke get married and the end of the week,” said Noah. “It’s no problem Noah, especially after all you did for me, it’s the least I can do” replied Ameera. “So are you and Casey happy together, Is he treating you right?” asked Noah. “Yes Noah, he’s wonderful and, if it wasn’t for you none of this would have been possible,” answered Ameera. “I’m so glad you and Casey are happy together, even though our marriage is over I still sort of feel responsible for you,” said Noah. “I like that; it makes me feel like I have family to look out for me again, I’ve missed that,”

*Back at the Farm*

“Luke, Luke,” called Natalie as she came running into the Kitchen from upstairs. “What is it Natalie?” answered Luke. “Luke, Luke, do you like my dress?” asked Natalie. “Wow, now are you trying to look better than me on my special day?” Luke asked cheekily as he picked Natalie up in his arms and spun her in the air. “So do you like it?” Natalie repeated. “I love it,” answered Luke as Lily entered the room. “Natalie, go upstairs and change before you ruin it,” said Lily. “But mom,” whined Natalie. “No, but mom’s, just do as your told and get changed,” ordered Lily. Natalie left the room in a strop and headed up the stairs to get changed.

“So, sweetie are you nervous, just a few days to go now,” reminded Lily. “Yeah, I just hope that Noah doesn’t get too scared, because you know when he gets scared he tends to run away and hide rather than face a situation and with this being such a big deal I’m just hoping he doesn’t freak out and avoid the ceremony.” “Oh, honey, I’m sure that Noah’s just as excited as you are to being getting married, and besides he’s with Casey and I’m sure he’ll make sure that Noah makes it to the wedding on time.” “Your right, I know, it just doesn’t seem real, I mean this time last year, Noah was still married to Ameera and we were all hiding our relationship so that the INS didn’t find out and now we’re getting married this weekend,” reminisced Luke.

*The Wedding Day*

“Faith, Natalie, Luke hurry up we’re gonna be late,” Holden shouted up the stairs. Luke was the first of the three to come down the stairs into the kitchen; he was all dressed up his wedding suit with his stripy purple tie and his matching waistcoat. Lily then spoke, with a tear in her eye, “Oh my god Luke, I’m so happy for you, you look amazing.” “Thanks mom,” replied Luke. “Good luck today son,” said Holden. Next Faith and Natalie both came down the stairs together in their matching dressed, which were lilac and they were both carrying small bouquets of flowers as they were to be Luke & Noah’s flower girls. “Wow, you really are trying to show me up aren’t you,” Luke said to Faith & Natalie, “Come here you two,” he held out his arms and hugged his two sisters. “Ok, come on, the groom can’t be late on his wedding day,” bellowed Holden. Holden and the girls left the kitchen and went out to the car. As Luke started to walk towards the door Lily stopped him and said, “Luke, I am so proud of you. You’ve had to go through so much over the last few years and finally everything’s looking up, I hope that you and Noah are very happy together and just remember, if he gives you any trouble you know where I am,” “Thanks mom,” chuckled Luke.

*At the Hotel*

At the hotel Noah was already waiting ready for the ceremony along with a few of the guests including, Ameera, Casey, Maddie, Henry, Vienna and Luke’s grandmother Lucinda, plus Luke’s very extended family. The Snyder’s pulled up in the car and they all got out. First Emma and Holden walked in with Faith and Natalie then in walked Luke with his mother. He saw Noah standing there waiting for him and if he had any doubts at all about this wedding that went away as soon as he saw his handsome young lover who in a few minutes was going to be his husband, forever and for always.

Lily and Holden had both agreed to walk the boys down the aisle, as Noah didn’t have any family to walk him down the aisle. They were ready, the music started playing and Faith and Natalie started walking down the aisle, scattering petals as they went. Then, Noah accompanied by Holden walked down the aisle. Finally Luke followed behind accompanied by his mother, Lily. The two stopped at the alter and the reverend began the ceremony. It was beautiful and had everyone in tears, even Holden.

Luke and Noah had decided to write their own vows.

Luke’s Vows:
Forever and always you’ll be in my heart,
Forever and always our love will not part,
Forever and always that’s all I can give,
Forever and always our bond will continue to live.
I loved you Noah, from the day I met you and that has never changed and it never will. Sure we’ve had our problems but we’ve come through them stronger. Forever and always Noah, I love you.

After Luke had read his vows Noah read his:
Some people may say its wrong, but I don’t care, I would move heaven and earth to be with you Luke and no matter what life throws at us I will be there by your side helping you through the bad times and enjoying the good times with you.

After they had said their vows the two exchanged rings and then they were pronounced husbands and the two kissed. Luke & Noah then led every one of the guests by leaving the ceremony and heading to the room in the hotel where the reception was being held. Luke and Noah had so much fun, they were in love and this day was all about them sharing their love for each other with all the people they cared for. This was a chance for them to start a new life together, just the two of them. They felt that they’d had their share of heartache to last a life time so now the future was looking bright.

Chapter One

Summary: This story is a based on the Nuke and Ameera story line.

Disclaimer: This site is no way associated with “As the World Turns”, CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

Originally posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – Apr 4 2008

It was just an ordinary day; Luke and Noah were just sitting in the kitchen on the farm eating breakfast before they had to leave for their lessons. This was the most romantic time the two of them had had for a while, as they couldn’t be near each other outside of the farm in case any one from the INS were to find out. Ameera hadn’t yet come down for breakfast and neither had anyone else, it was just Luke & Noah, and they were alone for the first time in a long time. There wasn’t anything special about the breakfast but being there, close to Noah made everything seem, sort of magical to Luke. They didn’t need to talk or for to even be a special occasion but just to be close to each other and remember all the good times that they’ve had together and everything they’ve been through made it all seem worth while.

Luke was staring into Noah’s eyes and Noah was staring back into his, their hands were touching and that closeness that they had been missing was there. Neither of them spoke a word, they didn’t need words to express their love for each other, their eyes said it all for them. Just as Luke was about to say something to Noah, the door from upstairs swung open and a clan of Snyders’ bound into the kitchen. Luke & Noah stopped staring and carried on with eating their breakfast, although their hands were still touching.

A few minutes after the rest of the Snyder family had come bounding down the stairs, Ameera entered the kitchen. “Morning Ameera,” called Luke from the kitchen table. “Morning, Luke. Morning, Noah,” nodded Ameera. “Did you sleep ok Ameera?” asked Noah. “Yes, thank you,” replied Ameera.

Just at that moment there was a knock at the kitchen door, Luke got up from the table and went to see who was calling round this early in the morning. “Oh, hey Casey,” said Luke with a flirtatious tone in his voice. “Hey, sweetie, how are you this morning?” joked Casey. “I’m good man, come on in,” replied Luke. “Casey, I didn’t expect to see you here this morning,” blushed Ameera. Noah and Luke both looked at each other, knowing that this plan of theirs’ might actually work out.

“I just thought I’d drop by to walk Luke to school,” replied Casey. “Does that mean your going to go along with the plan?” asked Luke, hoping to hear the answer he so desperately wanted. “Yes Luke, I’ll be your fake boyfriend, and I thought we’ve got to make it look convincing, don’t we and I thought that we could all walk to school together,” answered Casey. “Oh thank you Casey,” screamed Luke with excitement as he hugged Casey. Normally Casey would have told Luke to back off with all the hugging, but Casey knew that he might as well get used to it if they had any hope of pulling this off.

“So, are you ready to go?” enquired Casey. “Yeah, in a minute, why don’t you sit down here,” Luke said as he pulled out a chair at the kitchen table next to Ameera, “while I go and get my backpack from my room.” Luke disappeared upstairs, with Noah not far behind, while Casey and Ameera sat at the kitchen table talking and getting to know each other a bit better.

Up in Luke’s room, Luke was leaning over his bed to pick up his backpack, not knowing that Noah was slowly creeping up behind him. Just as Luke was about to get up Noah grabbed hold of Luke and made him jump. Luke knew just from the feel of Noah’s hands against his waist that it was him, Noah’s hands were soft yet strong and make every bone in Luke’s body quiver with excitement whenever they touched him. Luke turned and said, “Morning, handsome, ready for school?” Before Noah could answer, Luke had started gently kissing him on the lips, before he started moving down to Noah’s neck.

“Luke, no, not now, your family is right down stairs and we’ve got to go to school,” interrupted Noah. “Spoil sport,” replied Luke cheekily, still kissing Noah’s neck. “Luke, Luke, you know I love it when you do that, but now is not the time, look I promise you tonight we’ll do something special, but right now we’ve got to go to school,” replied Noah, who was now stammering slightly from the passionate kisses Luke was placing up and Down his neck.

Luke eventually stopped and he and Noah went back down stairs to the kitchen where Ameera and Casey were still sat talking. As Luke opened the door, Casey turned and said, “You took your time, come on we’re gonna be late.” “Sorry, Casey, we got,” Luke paused to look at Noah, “distracted.” “Guys shall we go,” Casey said hastily. Luke and Noah agreed and the four of them left the farm and started to walk to class, Noah had his arm around Ameera and Casey had his arm around Luke, after all Casey didn’t want people to think that he was letting Luke be ‘the guy’ in their ‘relationship’.

Having Casey there with them helped Luke to feel less like he was being left out, after all before he was like a third wheel in a relationship when they were out in public and now, even though it wasn’t real, he had someone to hold him and that’s all he wanted someone to hold him and someone to care for. That’s what he had with Noah, but now, even though he could still care for him, it wasn’t the same, Noah had to be seen holding Ameera now, not him and although it killed him inside, he knew that they were making these sacrifices for the right reason.

The Snowball Fight

Summary: It was snowing today (04/06/08) and it inspired me to write this.

Disclaimer: This site is no way associated with “As the World Turns”, CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

Originally posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – Apr 6 2008

Luke was awoken from his slumber by a sudden shudder of ice on his forehead. When he opened his eyes he saw Noah hovering above him. “You did not just hit me with a snowball?” asked Luke. “What makes you think that?” Noah asked cheekily. “Well, the snow in my hair was a bit of a clue,” answered Luke with that amazing smile of his. “That doesn’t mean it was me,” said Noah still trying to act innocently. “Well I don’t see anyone else around here, do you?” asked Luke who had started to sit up in his bed.

“Even if it was me, what are you gonna do about it?” asked Noah still grinning from ear to ear. “Oh, I’ll show you what I’m gonna do about it,” replied Luke. Luke grabbed Noah and started to tickle him. Noah started laughing uncontrollably. Luke was winning, well at least that’s what he thought, Noah soon managed to wriggle his way free of Luke’s grasp and said, “Your gonna have to catch me first Snyder,” with that Noah ran out of the room just as Luke jumped out of bed and put on some warm clothing and then he quickly rushed down the stairs towards the kitchen of Snyder farm.

In the kitchen Faith and Natalie were sitting at the table, while Emma was washing some dishes in the kitchen sink. “You girls, haven’t seen Noah at all, have you?” Luke asked his sisters. “No, I don’t think so,” replied his sisters with a smile on their faces that showed that they were lying. “Oh, come on, I know he came down here but where did he go?” Luke asked again. “We promised Noah we wouldn’t say,” responded Faith. “Well who’s sisters are you supposed to be, mine or his?” asked Luke sarcastically. “Well, Noah is nicer to us,” Natalie said as if she was thinking about changing her brother in for Noah. “Hey, I’m nice,” rebutted Luke, “Grandma, have you seen Noah?”

“I don’t know if I’m aloud to tell you dear,” replied Emma. “Grandma, I’m your grandson surely you should side with me over my boyfriend,” responded Luke who was starting to get worked up. “Well, alright, but if Noah asks I didn’t tell you,” Emma paused, “I last saw Noah heading towards the barn.” “Thank you Grandma,” Luke then turned to his sisters and said, “I’ll deal with you two later,” Luke then turned and headed out towards the barn. Just as Luke reached the barn doors and he was about to head inside he suddenly felt a snowball hit him on the back of his neck causing a trickle of ice to slip down his back.

Luke turned to see his boyfriend poised with another snowball in his hand. “Oh so that’s how your gonna play it then is it?” Luke said to Noah cheekily as he reached for the snow to make a snowball of his own, “This means war Mayer,” Luke quickly said as he through a snowball in Noah’s direction. Noah dodged the snowball and responded, “You’re going down Snyder,” as he through his snowball at Luke narrowly missing the side of his head. The two of them were outside for at least ten minutes volleying snowballs back and forth. Luke disappeared inside the barn to take cover, Noah kept throwing balls at the barn doors for a few minutes and then he headed round to the back of the barn.

Luke began to wonder, had Noah stopped, was the battle over, Luke pushed to the door open slightly and peered round to see that Noah had gone, but where? ‘Where had Noah gone?’ thought Luke. Just then, smack, Luke was hit from behind with another snowball. He turned and saw it was Noah. “Hey, now that wasn’t fair, I wasn’t ready,” Luke said with a sad but cheeky expression on his face. “Aww, I’m sorry baby, come here, I’ll make things better,” replied Noah as the two of them started walking closer to each other. Noah took Luke in his arms and started to kiss his neck on the spot where he had hit him with a snowball. Luke loved every minute of it, he was with his man they were together and they were in love.

They completely forgot about everything else in the world, it was just the two of them, holding each other, they started to passionately kiss, right there in the barn, not caring that anyone could walk in on them at any time.

Chapter Two – The Meeting

Summary: This story is set 5 years after Luke and Noah’s first kiss and the couple have left Uni and our now working at WOAK.

Disclaimer: This story is no way associated with “As the World Turns”, CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

Originally Posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – May 4 2008

It was almost 1 o’clock. Luke and Noah had both put on their suits, so that they showed they were serious about this, and they were headed to 13th Street in Noah’s truck. On the way the boys were silent in the truck, Noah held Luke’s hand while he was driving but apart from that there was no contact between the two of them during the whole journey.

Noah’s truck arrived on 13th street; it was five minutes to one. Noah pulled into the car park of the Social Services building and parked up. Once Noah had turned the engine off he turned to Luke and said, “You ready.” Luke simply nodded and they both climbed out of the truck. Noah pressed the buzzer and a woman’s voice was heard across the intercom, “Who is it?”

Noah promptly replied, “It’s Noah Mayer and Luke Snyder, we have an appointment.”

After a brief pause there was a loud buzz and the door released. Noah and Luke headed inside and were greeted by a short woman sitting at a desk. She had large round glasses and large, frizzy, blonde hair. She invited them to take a seat and told them “Ms. Rogers, will be with you shortly,” before she returned to typing on her computer. Luke and Noah weren’t waiting long in the small waiting room before a door opened and from inside appeared a tall woman wearing a distinctive black blazer and a matching knee length skirt. She saw Luke and Noah sitting and waiting and walked towards them. “Mr. Snyder, Mr. Mayer, I’m Sally Rogers, I spoke to you earlier today,” spoke the woman. Luke and Noah stood up and shook the woman’s hand and followed her into the office from which she had appeared from.

Ms. Rogers sat down behind her desk and Luke and Noah sat down opposite her, holding hands. “Now I’ve been looking at your application and,” before the woman could continue her cell phone began to ring, she looked down at it and said, “I’m sorry, I’ve got to take this, I won’t be long,” she answered her phone and headed out of the room.

Luke turned to face Noah and said, “God, Noah, she’s going to say we’ve been rejected, I just know it, why do they have to keep us waiting like this, why can’t they just put us out of our misery.” Luke was starting speaking so fast Noah could barely understand him. Noah placed both his hands on the sides of Luke’s face and looked him directly in the eyes while he spoke. “Luke, sweetie, calm down, you don’t know their going to reject us.”

Luke calmed his breathing back to a steady pace before the door opened and Ms. Rogers returned into the room and sat back down. “I’m sorry about that,” she spoke, “Now, where was I,” she paused to look at her files, “Oh yes, as I was saying, after looking over your files and the social workers reports,”

‘Oh, God’ Luke thought to himself.

“And I need to know if now would be an appropriate time,”

Luke and Noah looked at each other, “Appropriate time for what?” asked Noah.

“To take on a child,” finished Ms. Rogers.

Luke and Noah were shocked by what she had just said, that was the last thing they were expecting to hear, they were prepared for the worst, but not for this. Just then they both realized that they hadn’t answered in a couple of minutes. Luke then spoke up for the first time, “I’m sorry, we’re just so shocked by what you just said, it was the last thing we would have ever expected you to say.”

“So, are you ready then?” asked Ms. Rogers.

Luke turned to Noah and Noah simply nodded, Luke then turned to back to Ms. Rogers with a smile across his face and said, “Of course we are.”
“That’s excellent news, I’ve just got a few papers for you to sign and you can take him home this afternoon,” replied Ms. Rogers, she pulled out some sheets from her top draw and handed them and a pen to Luke and Noah. “I’ll leave you two here to sign the papers while I go and get Timmy ready for you,” Ms. Rogers left the room and Luke and Noah looked down at the papers she had placed in front of them. They were both in shock; they were getting a child, it was all happening so fast, they didn’t know what to expect when they were on their way and now they were getting what they both had wanted for so long, a family.

Chapter One – The Call

Summary: This story is set 5 years after Luke and Noah’s first kiss and the couple have left Uni and our now working at WOAK.

Disclaimer: This story is no way associated with “As the World Turns”, CBS, P&G, or Van Hansis and Jake Silbermann. This is not for profit. No copyright infringement is intended.

Originally Posted to lukeandnoahfans.com – Apr 27 2008

Luke and Noah now lived together in their own apartment, not that far away from Oakdale’s old town. They had been living together for over a year now and were both working at WOAK for Oakdale Now. Luke was working as a studio writer and Noah was the assistant director. They both had their dream jobs and they got to work side by side on the towns’ biggest TV show.

It was 9 o’clock on a Saturday morning, Luke and Noah were both still lying side by side in bed as they got the weekends off. They didn’t have anything special planned for the weekend so they didn’t see the point of leaving each others side in bed. Everything was so peaceful, when they heard the phone ringing downstairs. Noah began to get up to go and answer the phone when Luke turned to Noah and said, “Just leave it, they’ll leave a message.” The phone continued to ring.

“Luke, what if it’s important,” Noah replied as he continued to get up. Luke stared back at him with puppy dog eyes and normally Noah wouldn’t be able to resist those beautiful eyes but the phone continued to ring so Noah left Luke and headed down the stairs. Noah got to phone just in time as he picked it up and answered.

“Hello,” Noah answered.

“Good Morning, can I speak to a Mr. Noah Mayer please?” chimed up the caller on the other end of the telephone conversation.

“This is Noah Mayer, how can I help?” Noah replied as Luke came down the stairs.

“Good Morning, Mr. Mayer this Sally Rogers from the Oakdale department of Social Services. I’m calling regarding your application,” responded the caller before she continued, “We were wondering if you could and your partner, Mr. Snyder, could come down to our offices here on 13th Street later today.”

“Sure, is there a problem with our application?” asked Noah. When Luke heard Noah say this he felt like his whole world was collapsing beneath him.

“No there’s no problem Mr. Mayer, could you and your partner please come in this afternoon, about 1 o’clock,” answered the woman.

“Yeah, sure, we’ll be there,” replied Noah before he hung up the phone. At this time Luke was panicking, he had no idea what was going on, he was thinking the worse and trying his best not to break down crying. Noah could see that Luke was almost ready to break down into tears that he finally put Luke out of his misery and told him what the woman from Social services had said.

Luke was so relieved once he knew what the social worker had said, but neither of the boys knew why the women from social services had insisted that they go into to see her at such short notice. Sure they were expecting a call from social services, but not this soon. They had only put in their application a month ago, there was no way anything could happen this fast. They were told it would take months for their application to processed. The only thing they could think of was that they were going to be turned down, but the woman from Social services said there wasn’t a problem, but then again, maybe she just wanted to protect the boys and then reject their application in person. These thoughts were running through both boys minds for the rest of the morning.

Epilogue – One Month Later

“Are you nearly ready?” Nat called out from the lounge of Alex’s flat. “Almost,” shouted Alex from his bedroom. “Stop groping your boyfriend so we can get to the club some time tonight!” Nat was only half joking. Alex and Max had moved in together a week ago and couldn’t keep their hands off each other. Nat didn’t begrudge Alex for that; she was really pleased to see her friend so happy. It’s what she wanted for herself too and tonight, Alex had promised to be her wingman at the Phoenix Club, now that he was off the market.

Alex and Max walked into lounge hand in hand, “We’re ready” smiled Alex as they entered. “About time too,” mocked Nat. She stood and hugged her friend and they headed out to the club. The Phoenix Club was a dance club with a stage and the most amazing dancers performing each night. Although it was mainly gay men that went there, Alex had promised Nat he knew of a few guys that would be perfect for her.

Once they were inside the club and all got drinks at the bar, they found a booth to the side to settle into before the first show was due to the start. As soon as they were tucked into the booth Alex and Max started kissing passionately again, while Nat was watching all the men enjoying themselves on the dance floor. She knew most of them were gay but that didn’t mean she couldn’t enjoy the view, especially as many of them were only wearing obscenely short shorts.

The lights on the dance floor went down, the music stopped, and a spotlight came up on the stage. Alex and Max both came up for air and turned to face the stage, Alex wrapped up by Max’s huge biceps. Onto the stage glided a beautiful man, not skinny but he also didn’t look like he was in love with going to gym 24 hours a day. The music started and the man began to move elegantly across the stage. Nat was captivated by his every move; he was graceful but still masculine.

As the show came to an end, the lights went down and everyone in the club applauded and cheered. The dance floor was once again lit, and bodies started moving around the club again. “What did you think of that Nat?” asked Alex from behind her, “he was amazing,” Nat said turning to face her friend. “I’m glad you thought so, his name is Matt,” Alex said nodding to behind Nat. Nat turned and found that standing in front of her was the beautiful man from the stage. “Matt this is Nat,” Alex said introducing the two.

“Hi Nat, can I buy you a drink?” asked Matt, Nat was stunned but managed to reply, “I’d like that.” Matt held out his hand and led her to the bar. The pair chatted together for the rest of the night, only separating when Matt had to go perform again. Alex had really come through for her, Matt was straight, sexy, graceful, and funny. Despite everything that happened, Alex truly was a great friend to her, and she was glad they had walked in each other’s shoes, literally.

THE END

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Chapter Nine

Alex and Nat both headed to the home of Dr James. They didn’t ring first, they were just going to hope he was home and demand that he change them back to their own bodies. As they travelled across London by bus, Nat noticed how many looks Alex was getting in her body. She didn’t understand as normally no one paid her any attention. Nat leaned into Alex and asked, “How do you do that?”

“Do what?”

“Get everyone to look at you”

Alex looked around, ‘was he really unaware of the attention that was on him,’ thought Nat. Alex shrugged and replied, “I don’t know, I didn’t know anyone was looking at me.” Nat couldn’t believe he was oblivious to the attention he drew, she looked at him and saw an air of confidence in her body that she hadn’t seen on herself before. Was that really all it took? To just look confident, surely it couldn’t be that simple.

Before she could ask more questions to try and understand, they reached their stop. They got off the bus and walked down the road towards the large town house where Nat had been only the day before. They climbed up the steps to the front door and Alex banged on it loudly, showing his frustration at the situation for the first time. The door opened and Dr James was again in a three-piece suit, this time paired with a light blue shirt and a midnight blue bowtie.

Alex didn’t let the doctor say anything, grabbing the lapels of the doctor’s jacket and trying to push him backwards into the house. However, it didn’t have the impact he was hoping for not having the strength he normally had from his own body. Still clinging to the jacket, he resorted to shouting into the doctor’s face, “Change us back!”

Nat put her hand on Alex’s shoulder and calmly said to him, “he can’t do anything if you don’t let go of his jacket Alex.” Alex reluctantly let go and Nat turned to doctor and firmly repeated Alex’s words, “Change us back.” The doctor simply waved his arm to guide the pair inside the house and back to the sitting room where Nat had previously drunk the Tea that had got them into this mess. Alex and Nat sat side-by-side on the sofa with Dr James opposite them.

“I made your desires come true,” Dr James said simply facing Nat in Alex’s body, “isn’t that what I promised to do.”

“I didn’t want to be Alex!” Nat exclaimed, “I wanted to be more like him, the confidence, the success with men, but not to become him!” Alex looked at Nat, how had he not known this about his friend before today. He wanted to say something to her, but it would wait until they had their own bodies back. He turned back to the doctor and said to him simply and plainly, “Change us back now, Nat didn’t need your help, she’s my friend, if anyone is going to help her, it’ll be me.”

The doctor got up and left the room in silence, after a short while he returned with another tray of tea. He poured the cups and once they were both ready told them, “Drink these and you’ll both be restored.” Without hesitation, both Alex and Nat drank their cups of tea. They didn’t ask what was in it, they just believed it had to return them to their own bodies. Once they had finished every drop, they were asleep within a matter of minutes.

Nat was the first to wake up, she again felt the silk sheets from Alex’s bed beneath her. ‘Not again,’ she thought to herself. She then felt a hand on her shoulder, she turned to see Alex looking back at her, “Did it work?” he asked. She looked down and was delighted to see her own body once more, “It did!” she exclaimed. The two hugged, both relieved that they were no longer in each other’s bodies.

Chapter Eight

After Max left, Nat got dressed too and Alex tentatively asked, “Did you and he…you know?”

This wasn’t the confident Alex that Nat was used to, he sounded vulnerable and unsure of himself. He couldn’t look her in the eye while he waited for the answer, looking down towards the ground. Nat reached out and touched his chin, which was technically her own chin, and raised it up so they were looking at each other. Now they were eye to eye, she softly replied, “No, nothing happened,” allowing Alex to let out a visible sigh of relief.

She moved her hand to his arm and teased, “you like him,” exaggerating the like as if she was a schoolgirl again. Alex blushed and simply nodded his head. When he could see Nat wouldn’t settle for just that, he sat down on the sofa and started to tell Nat how he and Max met.

“I was in the Phoenix Club as always, and there he was across the dancefloor. He was shirtless and dancing without a care in the world. I couldn’t take my eyes off him, he was stunning. It took me all night to pluck up the courage to speak to him, which isn’t normally like me at all. I walked over to him and the first thing that came out of my mouth was the least smooth thing I’ve ever said to a guy.”

Alex paused and it lasted so long that Nat had to ask, “What did you say?”. After taking another breath Alex revealed, “while I could have said hi, or how are you, I said, I want to lick you.” Hearing this caused Nat to burst out laughing. “I know, I know, I just wanted to run out of there as fast as I could, I turned to leave but he grabbed my arm, turned me back to him and said to me, ‘I want to lick you too’, and then he licked my face,” this caused another burst of laughter from Nat. Once she’d managed to stop laughing, Nat was able to ask, “And what happened after that?”

“Well, the licking turned into kissing and then,”. “Woah, woah, woah,” Nat interrupted, “I may be in your body, but I don’t need to know what you’ve done with it.” This made Alex laugh for the first time since he arrived. “When did this all happen?” “We met about two months ago, and last night he asked me to be his boyfriend. We fell asleep in each other’s arms and then I woke up like this,” Alex said gesturing to Nat’s body that he now occupied.

This made Nat feel really bad, she was the one that saw the Scientist of Desires, and if it wasn’t for her, Alex would have woken up in bed with his new boyfriend for the first time. “I’m so sorry Alex,” Nat apologised again. Alex reached across and put his hand on Nat’s knee, which was of course his own, and reassured Nat “this wasn’t your fault, but I think we have a few words to say to that doctor of yours.”

Chapter Seven

Nat gasped, ‘Round 3, this man was insatiable,’ not that Alex’s body seemed to mind, reacting to the naked man on the bed. Nat didn’t know whether to run back inside the bathroom or approach the desirable man on the bed. That’s when the doorbell started ringing, Nat wasn’t sure if this was Alex’s place or if it belonged to the muscle man. When she hesitated, the question was answered by the other man asking, “Are you going to get that?”

Still stunned by everything that was going on, Nat headed to where she thought the front door would be. After making a couple of wrong turns, she found it and opened the door to see who was calling so early in the morning.

Waiting on the step was Nat herself who calmly said, “I know I have a great body, but there’s no need to give the whole street a glimpse,” prompting Nat to look down and realise she was still naked, and Alex’s body was still excited from the man who was waiting in the bedroom.

It dawned on Nat that not only was she in Alex’s body, but Alex was in hers. She stepped aside to let him in, after all it was his place. Closing the door behind him, she turned and started to apologise to Alex, “I’m so sorry, I had no idea this is what he was going to do, I thought he was just going to help me be more confident like you or change my style. I never imagined he could do something like this.”

“Who? What?” Alex asked quizzically, confused by Nat’s babbling, “Slow down, let’s take a seat and you can explain what you mean.” Alex led Nat into the lounge, she was still naked but as was his body, he was clearly used to seeing it. They took a seat and Nat explained about the Scientist of Desires and the tea which she was now sure was drugged with something.

As she was finishing her explanation, the door to the lounge swung open and the naked man from upstairs entered calling out “Baby are you coming back to bed?” Alex and Nat turned to see the man and Alex, in Nat’s body, exclaimed “Max, I’ve missed you!” Alex got up and to move towards the naked muscle man from upstairs and started kissing him. The pair embraced for a few minutes and when they broke apart, Max said “Hello, sorry I’m not sure we’ve met.”

Alex remembered he wasn’t himself right now, so of course Max wouldn’t recognise him. Neither he nor Nat knew how to explain their situation to Max, they barely understood it themselves.

Nat suddenly recognised the man stood in front of them, he was Mighty Max from Alex’s comics. Alex had got every detail of his body perfect in his drawings, he really was a talented artist. Nat knew she had to step in, she didn’t want to scare Max off as Alex obviously had feelings for him. She stood from the sofa, walked towards Max, and placed her hands gently on his hips and said, “Max, my friend Nat is having a few problems and she needs my help, do you think we could take a rain check,” hoping she’d got away with sounding like Alex.

“Sure baby, I understand,” Max replied with a beaming smile. Before she knew what was happening, Max was pulling her in for a passionate kiss. Nat responded to it with ease and kissed him back, it certainly wasn’t an unpleasant experience. When they broke apart, Max turned around to walk away and Alex whispered in Nat’s ear, “Spank his arse,” Nat was wary of this but did it anyway and Max let out a small but pleased yelp as he went to get dressed.

Chapter Six

Nat woke up feeling very groggy, the last thing she remembered was drinking Tea at the doctor’s house. She sat up startled, had he drugged her? She looked around the room, the walls were dark, and the sheets were a black silk. It wasn’t a room she’d seen before; she didn’t know what had happened, but she knew she needed to get out of there, get to safety.

She turned and swung her legs out of the bed, she looked down to see where her clothes were and that’s when she saw it. She wasn’t looking down at her own body, it was a man’s. The room was dark but there was no disputing that she was looking at a man’s body rather than her own.

A pair of arms reached around her and starting to toy with the nipples on her new body, she wasn’t alone in the bed. Startled by the sudden contact Nat jumped out of the bed and ran to the nearest door, she opened it a found an en-suite for her to retreat into.

After locking the door, Nat turned on the light and for the first time was able to see her reflection in the mirror. It wasn’t her face looking back at her, but Alex’s. She reached up to touch her face in disbelief, but the mirror only confirmed the unbelievable sight.

There was a knock on the bathroom door, “Hey sexy, why don’t you come back to bed,” called the mystery man’s voice. Nat didn’t know what to do, or what was going on, she cleared her throat and called back, “give me a minute,” but to her surprise it was Alex’s voice she heard saying the words rather than her own.

Nat reached for the cold tap and splashed water on her face. She must be hallucinating or in some vivid dream. ‘This wasn’t real, it couldn’t be real,’ she repeated to herself over and over. She looked back up to the mirror, but it was still Alex’s body that was staring back at her.

She thought this must be a dream, a very vivid dream. There must have been something in that tea. ‘If it’s a dream, I might as well enjoy it,’ she thought to herself. After taking a deep breathe to calm herself, Nat opened the door and returned to the bedroom.

Laying on top of the silk sheets on the bed was an Adonis of a man. 6 ft 7 with solid muscles, the fluffiest hair and not a single piece of clothing on. The man tapped the bed next to him and in a heavenly voice beckoned to her, “Ready for round 3.”

Chapter Five

61…63…65…67…..69

Nat stood outside the address on Dr James’ business card. The building was tall, maybe 4 floors, and formed part of an old block of smart terraces. A set of steps led her up to the imposing and unnecessarily large black door.

Before she had a chance to knock, the door opened and doctor was standing in front her, dressed just as he was in diner when she had first met him. Three-piece suit, with a white shirt and a pink tie. She could still turn around, run away, and forget all about this bewitching scientist. But she didn’t, Dr James without a word gestured for Nat to enter and she did.

The town house had high ceilings and a long entrance hall with doors along one side. Large gold frames hung on the other wall holding images of men that Nat desired. Had the scientist picked images just for her? ‘Surely not,’ Nat thought to herself.

When they reached the end of the hall the doctor opened the very last door to a large room at the back of the house. It was furnished with 2 large, deep red sofas, more pictures, and paintings of sexy men, some alone, others embracing in passionate but tasteful poses. The rest of the room was decorated just as opulently with gold accents throughout but in a tasteful and elegant style. Nat took a seat on one of the large sofas and the doctor sat opposite her.

“I can make your deepest desires come true, desires you never believed could come true,” Dr James began.
“How do you…” Nat started to say before she was interrupted, “I saw how you were looking at that man at the club. How you wanted what he had. Isn’t that what you want?” Nat silently nodded, her movements out of her own conscious control.

The doctor stood up and asked, “Would you like some tea?”, grateful for the respite Nat gladly accepted. Dr James left the room and Nat was able to look around for a few minutes and collect her thoughts. She still wasn’t sure why she had come, the more she waited, the more she thought this doctor was crazy. She got up to leave, but then the door opened, and Dr James walked in with a silver tray and a pot of tea.

“Don’t get up, your tea is ready” the doctor said in a voice that washed over Nat in a comforting way making her return to the sofa. The doctor placed the tray down on the table in front of her and began to pour the tea into two china cups. Despite her doubts before, she drank the tea and didn’t notice that the doctor hadn’t touched his cup.

Chapter Four

For the rest of her shift Nat couldn’t stop thinking about that card. She knew it was nonsense and she should just throw it away, but she couldn’t. Something at the back of her mind kept telling her she should contact the doctor, like a little devil sitting on her shoulder and getting louder and louder as she got closer to going home.

At the end of her shift, Nat tucked the card into her bag and headed home. She tried not to think of it as she travelled on the bus that night, but even the latest novel she’d been trying to read was failing to distract her.

When she walked through the door, Nat took the card out of her bag and flipped in over in her fingers a few times. She didn’t know what she was expecting but something inside her told her she didn’t need to know.

Nat picked up the phone and dialled the number from the back of Dr James’ card. The call was answered quickly, and the doctor greeted Nat with “I knew I’d hear from you,” before Nat had even said a word.

“You did? How do you even know who this is?” Nat replied confused but the doctors greeting.

“I’ve been waiting for you to call, to help you get your true desires,” before Nat could respond the doctor continued, “meet me at my lab tomorrow night at 7 and I’ll make all your dreams come true.”

The doctor hung up before Nat could say anything else. He didn’t even say where his lab was. Nat looked down at the card and there in front of her was an address. She was sure it wasn’t there before, but there was no denying the words were right there in front of her.

69 Laburnum Avenue, London

Nat’s rational side knew she couldn’t go, she shouldn’t go, but Nat knew she had to go and see the scientist of desires.

Chapter Three

After a week of night shifts at the diner, Nat was ready to sleep for a month. She hated working nights, but the extra pay was welcome and during the quiet hours it gave her time to work on her own drawings with less distractions.

It had been several days since the mysterious Dr James had introduced himself and she hadn’t given the man a second thought. The rest of the week passed and each night, without fail, Alex was at the Phoenix Club with his many men.

After a couple of days off to recover, Nat was back to working the lunch time rush. Unlike at night, customers were coming and going all the time, some would stay for an hour, savouring their meals, while others would just pop in for a quick bite to takeaway.

About 3 o’clock as most of the rush had died down, Alex walked in and headed to his usual booth. Without being asked Nat prepared his usual Cherry Hot Chocolate, unlike his men, his drink order was one thing about Alex that never changed.

“Hi Nat,” greeted Alex looking up from his latest artwork, as she bought over his drink. “Not seen you in here lately, everything ok?”
“Yeah, I’ve been working the night shift for the last week, pretty dull but I got some new drawings done,” she replied while glancing at the image in front of Alex.

She recognised one of the men in the drawing from a few nights ago, the tall man glad in leather, although this version of him also included a leather harness under his jacket.

The sight of the leather jacket reminded Nat of the other man she’d seen that night. It was the same night she’d met Dr James. She shook the thought out of her head and reached inside her apron for her notepad to take Alex’s order, but when she opened the pad, she found the business card sitting between the pages.

Chapter Two

Nat had seen Alex come and go to the Peacock Club with a multitude of different men over the week that she was working the graveyard shift at the diner. Blonde, brunette, red heads, tall, short, muscled, toned, average, older, younger. It was like he was trying to ‘research’ every type of guy under the rainbow.

Tonight’s sacrifice in the name of his research included a tall, pale, skinny man, and a darker man with a beard as black as the night sky and an impressively broad chest highlighted by his smooth leather jacket. The two men were very different from each other and yet Alex looked equally happy to be with both of them as he entered the club.

Nat didn’t realise she’d been staring at the threesome when she was startled but a customer at the counter. She apologised for not noticing him come in and asked, “What can I get you?”. The man who entered wasn’t the normal sort who she’d see at night. He was tall, wearing a three-piece suit and had a handlebar moustache.

“I think a better question is what can I get you?” replied the mysterious stranger. Nat was confused and just stood unsure how to respond to the man. He continued, “I saw how you were staring at that man, is he the one that got away?”, Nat let out a startled laugh at that, “Oh no, we would never work like that, we’re friends but…” she trailed off unsure how to continue.

“You wish you were more like him, surrounding by desirable men”. Nat just nodded as the stranger read her mind. “I can make it happen for you, give you the men you desire”. Nat again just stood looking confused, was he trying to pick her up or pimp her out, she wasn’t sure, but she knew she didn’t feel comfortable.

“Look, I don’t know what you’re trying to do, but if you don’t order,” she paused as the man raised his hands to stop her. “Here, take my card” the man said as he made a business card appear in his hands like a magician would a playing card. Nat tentatively took the card and read the words;

Dr James
Scientist of Desires

She looked back up and the door was just closing behind the mysterious doctor. Her first thought was “who comes into a late-night diner and doesn’t order anything?”, but then her thoughts turned back to the card. ‘He was crazy wasn’t he’, ‘there’s no such thing as a scientist of desires’, ‘I can’t call him, can I?’.

Chapter One

“There he is again” Nat thought to herself as she saw Alex going into the club with yet another man. Each night this week, while Nat had been working in the all-night diner, she’d seen Alex going into the Peacock club with a different guy and sometimes he’d come out with 2 or 3.

Nat wasn’t a prude, she didn’t care that Alex flitted from one guy to another, sometimes over the course of the night. But she wanted to know what he had, that she didn’t. She was fun, good looking and single, yet here she was volunteering for a night shift because yet again she didn’t have a date.

Nat and Alex met a few years ago in the diner, Alex often stopped by for lunch and one day when Nat was serving his coffee, she noticed he was drawing the most amazing cartoon she’d ever seen. Nat loved to draw and before she knew what she was doing she blurted out, “that’s incredible” startling Alex who was engrossed in his work. His hand slipped but he was lucky he missed the paper instead drawing over the table in front of him. Nat couldn’t believe she almost ruined such a beautiful drawing, she was mortified.

In front of him Alex was working on the latest artwork for his story, it depicted a strong, naked muscle man planting gentle kisses onto his smaller male lover. Another edition of his Mighty Max series about a bisexual superhero. Alex was usually a pretty quiet guy, but when Nat started asking him about his work, his eyes lit up and he came alive. He loved his characters and the adventures they went on, he loved to feel how they developed and grew on their own. They inspired the words; he was just the lucky one who got to write them down and tell their tales.

Nat and Alex had been friends since that day, often chatting about Alex’s work or Nat’s latest artistic creations. Nat once asked Alex about why he always had so many different men each night, but he just replied “Research” with a cheeky wink. Although she would ask how her normally shy friend managed to be so successful with so many men, Alex would always just chuckle and nothing more. Nat wished she knew his secret, maybe then she wouldn’t be alone working the graveyard shift while everyone else was out having a good time.

Terror in the Night

Benjamin was jolted from his sleep, sweat dripping from his body. By the time he realised  where he was he was sat bolt upright in bed next to Toby, his boyfriend, who had just started to stir from his own slumber.

“What’s wrong?” Toby asked groggily, sleep still trying to draw him back in. Rather than reply, Benjamin pulled Toby up into a hard embrace, squeezing him to him and not letting go for dear life. He couldn’t tell Toby what was wrong, he couldn’t tell him what had awoken him so suddenly, it was too painful. Toby wasn’t sure what was going on but simply wrapped his arms around his love and let Benjamin take whatever he needed from their embrace, and guiding them back down to the bed, never once letting go.

Benjamin felt his heart beat slowing, back to its normal steady pace. The thoughts that had awoken him starting to fade back into the nightmares from where they had come. Toby rubbed Benjamin’s back as he drifted back off to sleep. Holding him tightly to keep him calm as they both succumbed back to the sandman’s grasp.

Morning came and as Toby stirred into life, he awoke to find the bed next to him was cold and empty. Sounds of the radio coming from downstairs, and the distinctive smell of bacon wafting into the room. Toby climbed out of bed and grabbed his dressing gown from the back of the bedroom door and wrapped himself up in its soft embrace before following his nose to the kitchen. He found Benjamin standing by the frying pan wearing just his own matching soft baby blue dressing gown. He was singing and dancing along to the radio while preparing breakfast, not noticing Toby watching him adoringly from the doorway.

Toby sneaked up from behind and wrapped his arms around his boyfriend as he sung along to whatever tune was playing on the radio. Benjamin jumped at the sudden contacted before leaning into his partner who had started nuzzling into his bare neck which he Toby knew drove him wild. They had been together for two years and had been living together in their cozy little house for six months having decided to get a place of their own when Toby’s lease was coming to an end on his apartment.

“I didn’t hear you get up,” Benjamin said while still wrapped in Toby’s arms. “I could say the same thing about you,” Toby retorted before releasing him to carry on preparing the breakfast, “Couldn’t sleep?” Benjamin didn’t answer the question, he wasn’t sure he knew how, instead he simply said “Why don’t you make the coffee, the foods nearly done.” Toby let him get away with not answering for the time being, but was determined to find out what had Benjamin so rattled last night. He knew something was wrong and wanted to help, but if Benjamin didn’t or couldn’t open up to him, Toby wasn’t sure he knew how.