Promises in Every Star by Todd Gregory

Author:Todd Gregory [Gregory, Todd]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781602828346
Publisher: Bold Strokes Books, Inc.
Published: 2013-01-18T05:00:00+00:00

The Sound of a Soul Crying

The dream was mild at first, hardly remembered upon awakening—a vague flash of a blond man in a pair of tight underwear, wrapped in a blanket of a multicolored wool, almost like a serape, but that flash brought with it a sense of unease, discomfort, that horrible gut feeling something was wrong. Galen sat up in the bed, the slight breeze coming from the ceiling fan tousling his light brown hair, rubbing his eyes. He glanced over at the clock. Just before four. He tried for a moment to recapture the dream, the image, but it was just that—an image, nothing more. Not again, he thought to himself, getting out of bed to get a drink of water. The last time had been too painful, too hard on him. It had taken weeks to get over. He couldn’t afford that again. He took a couple of aspirins as well. There was no headache this time, but it never hurt to be careful.

The second night there was more. This time he got more of a picture of what the blond man looked like: thick blond hair parted in the center, perfectly straight, bleached whiter by sun exposure. His skin was tanned bronze-gold, his lips a thin, almost austere line across his lower face above a slightly pointed jaw. The nose was long, but not too long to offset the rest of his face. The eyes were small, frosted with white lashes and crowned with two white brows. Their color was a dark blue, almost azure. His slender neck connected with heavily muscled shoulders, descending to a hairless chest hardened and rounded with developed muscles. He was wearing navy blue cotton sweatpants that hung loosely off his waist, revealing the two lines where his hips intersected the torso. Slight lines around his eyes and lips betrayed his age to be most likely his early to mid-forties. His face looked as though it had forgotten how to smile. He was watching a video on his television, the remote in his long-fingered hand. He pressed the FF button, and Galen’s view of the scene rotated as though a movie camera on a track was moving around, so that his line of sight was behind the couch the man sat on and he could see the blurred images moving quickly by, images of three naked young men with low body fat and veined muscles, erect cocks, one getting fucked while sucking the third’s cock. The blond was massaging his crotch, but nothing was happening, there was no physical reaction at all. He finally stopped the tape, turned off the television, and walked into a bedroom. He dropped the sweatpants, revealing a tight pair of thirty-five-dollar white briefs. He slid beneath the multicolored blanket and turned off the light, lying there staring at the ceiling in the darkness.

This time Galen woke with a headache. It wasn’t the worst he’d ever had after such a dream, but it wasn’t a pleasant one. There was a dull aching throb in his forehead over his right eye, close to the bridge of his nose.

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