Archive for the ‘gabe/william’ Category

Feathers Everywhere But It’s Fine

Mike is an angry 17 year old who’s been exiled from home for the summer while his parents finalize their divorce. Shipped off to William’s place, he’s startled to find that William has somehow found himself a shifty older boy friend, and an angel in the attic.*

You Sound Like a Rainbow

Usually, when William comes, Gabe’s vision fills with bursts of robin’s egg blue. But when Gabe really works for it, really makes William feel it, sometimes focusing so much on his lover that he himself never reaches climax, William comes and Gabe sees rainbow. William comes hard and his voice can’t pick a key, ranging [...]

Regulation

Again, Gabe has managed to fall asleep. It’s a miracle, he thinks, and he’s having a fabulous dream about William, naked, with a Cobra hanging from his neck, when he feels something poking at his head. He slowly opens his eyes to meet the deer-in-the-headlights face of William Beckett. He says, “Um?*

I’m a Lot of Faith; This is How I Feel

When he gets home, styrofoam cup in hand, Gabe is sitting outside his door with that ever-present cigarette between his lips. “Sorry?” he offers, though it’s distant and lacking feeling. William just shrugs and lets Gabe into his apartment. Once they’re inside, he takes a drag of Gabe’s cigarette and Gabe takes a sip of [...]

Half Alive, But I Feel Mostly Dead

Gabe’s new microphone isn’t gold and William doesn’t sing with him anymore.*

Contributions for Productivity

William is against it.*

Baby, I’m Gonna Make You Mine

That’s what I think of when you say ‘snakes on a plane’. I think of unplanned pregnancies.*

Build Your House, Call Me Home

William is not entirely certain how this happened, how he became a veritable magnet for downtrodden orphans, but he’s going to blame John.*

Any Other Word

He’s glad he didn’t know about William’s questionable lifestyle choice before they met, because he’d had this vision in his head of what Shakespearean actors were like, and frankly he wanted nothing to do with those weirdos.*

Pushing the Boundaries

“This isn’t exactly what I thought you had in mind when you said retreat, bro,” Gabe comments, fingers digging into muscle just enough to make William’s shoulders rise.*