Vision Quest by A.F. Henley; Kelly Wyre

Author:A.F. Henley; Kelly Wyre [Wyre, A.F. Henley; Kelly]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: M/M romance, fantasy
Publisher: Less Than Three Press, LLC
Published: 2014-04-16T00:00:00+00:00

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Arik had considered reaching out sexually. Tasting. Stroking. Fucking. That was how moments like these were supposed to play out. At least, that's what his head told him. The rest of him, including his cock, told Arik that no greater intimacy was possible than what the two of them were sharing through simple touch. It felt right. It felt good. Perfect, in fact. And when the anger burned itself out, when the moisture leaking out of his eyes dried up, Arik felt more sated, more exhausted, than he would have if they'd spent the last six hours banging like rabbits. He gorged on that feeling—defying the water to cool, and clinging to Blaze without care or concern over wasting water or time or to cramping limbs. He sat under the shower, and he thought of a pretty boy with a bright future and a brilliant smile. He considered a life so hard to live that a self-inflicted death was the only possible peace. He thought of the man he held against him, of a belief so strong that it caused blood cells to rupture. Then he mused destiny. Fate. Decisions and consequences.

There was a joke his father used to tell, a proverb, so to speak, of a man whose boat had sunk in the middle of the ocean. As the man clung to a buoy, fighting waves, and watching the fins of sea life appear above the surface of the water, the man prayed for his god to rescue him. A fishing boat appeared, offered the man assistance, and the man waved them away. "God will save me."

The night got darker, the water got colder. Another boat appeared, and the man turned them away, telling the people onboard that his god would save him.

A storm rolled in. His fingers got too tired to hold, but his tongue never gave up his prayers. And when a cruise ship came by, tossing out a lifesaver, and begging the man to grab it, once again they were turned away. "God will save me. I believe."

When, finally, the fragility of the human body was proved, and the man sunk beneath the waves, the man was angry. He stood in front of his god and demanded to know why he hadn't been saved. All those years, all that faith—how could he have been so carelessly disregarded?

And God had looked down upon him, lifted an empiric eyebrow up his forehead, and said ..."I sent you three fucking boats!"

Arik remembered his father speaking the words, recalled the round of laughter that had always followed it. Why that story stuck with him, Arik couldn't really say. It might have only been the ludicrous paradox of his father speaking words of turning away assistance that was being begged for. This wasn't about his father, though; Arik had to understand that. Blaze was right. Arik wasn't his father. He wasn't going to be the man bobbing on the ocean and turning a blind eye to the assistance being offered by divine intervention.

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