Glory Boy – part 2

This entry is part 1 of 3 in the series Glory Boy

Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2008.

Enough people asked me what happened next that I got curious myself. So here’s Eric and Bobby, after the fireworks…

Pairing: m/m

NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Be safe, sweetheart. Call us tomorrow if you’re staying out.”

“Okay, mom.” Eric flipped his cell phone shut.

“That’s it?”

Eric looked over at Bobby, who’d glanced at him from the driver’s seat. “What?”

“You just call and say you’re staying out all night?”

Eric laughed, sitting back in the passenger seat of Bobby’s Mustang GT. “My parents like to think of themselves as very progressive. As long as I call in every once and awhile, I can pretty much do what I want.” Continue reading Glory Boy – part 2

Glory Boy – Part 1

This entry is part 2 of 3 in the series Glory Boy

This story was originally posted back in 2008 at Fiction with Friction as part of our Independence Day week of short fiction. It’s number one of a series of three.

Pairing: m/m

Edited a bit recently. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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© 2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Oh good. The glory boy is home.” Eric rolled his eyes. “My life is complete.”

Nancy turned her head to look in the same direction “Where?”

Switching his weight to his other elbow, he lifted his arm from the wooden railing and pointed toward the gazebo. “Over there, talking to Mr. Wilson.”

She tilted her head down to look over her sunglasses. “Oh yeah. Man, he’s still hot.”

Eric replaced his elbow on the railing and sunk his chin back on his palm. “Yes. He is.”

She chuckled. “Too bad he’s not gay, huh?” Continue reading Glory Boy – Part 1

Glory Boy – part 3

This entry is part 3 of 3 in the series Glory Boy

Originally posted to Fiction with Friction in 2008

By popular demand, here’s the next chapter of Eric and Bobby.

Sorry folks, I think this is it.

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©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

Why was Eric so nervous?

As it turned out, Eric had only gotten to spend a small part of the weekend with Bobby. All hell broke loose at Bobby’s parents’ house. He’d spent the next few days dealing with their inability to handle his being gay. Since he’d only been in town for a few days anyway—had to get back for his summer job—that had ruined their chances of getting back together more than once. Bobby’d been really sweet about it, though. He’d called Eric every night on the sly, explaining that he didn’t tell his parents about Eric because he didn’t want to cause Linden Grove-type trouble. Eric knew well enough what he meant even if he couldn’t care less. Thinking back on it, he should have been more assertive, more seductive, more something to get into Bobby’s pants one last time.

But that would all be rectified very soon. Bobby had called him just last night and asked to see him. He was on his way now. Bobby had called him. He’d been trying to summon the courage to call the man for nearly two months and then Bobby had called him. Bobby was driving from the Los Angeles to Santa Barbara  because he wanted to see him. Eric was over-the-moon excited.

What did that mean? Continue reading Glory Boy – part 3