It’s time for Tuesday Tales!
Today we have an excerpt from Between the Pipes, an upcoming M/M hockey romance series, the Watkins Glen Gladiators, debuting in January 2023.
Please do bear in mind that these snippets are unedited so please be kind if you find any mistakes.
This story may have gay erotic scenes, strong social issues addressed and mature language. If those things offend now is the time to move onto another Tuesday Tales blog. Thanks for stopping by!
By the time Liam and I were settled on the sofa, hot drinks in our hands, and the storm raging outside, I had a tenuous grasp of my baser drives. Maybe. We sat there on the sofa talking, fingers meshed, as storm after storm rolled past. He told me all about his life as a kid in Pittsburgh with a two famous uncles. I told him about growing up in a rather religious household in the deep South. We discussed our sexuality in broad terms. Him and I found pleasure in both sexes. We discussed movies, books, favorite foods, and music. He had no clue about the country singers flowing from my sound system. He gravitated toward metal which made me wince most days. Other than the music our tastes were pretty similar. He was outgoing, talkative, and tactile, his fingers always touching me or wound with mine, our joined hands resting on his knee or mine. We talked until my throat was dry. Liam seemed to be filled with energy yet but I was fading fast. Plus I had two stages of a race to complete tomorrow at noon. Today. Lord I was going to be useless behind the wheel if I didn’t get some sleep soon.
“I hate to have to end this night…” I slid in between his anecdotes about his brother, him, a friend named Peter, and a neighbor’s watermelon. “But this old—” He gave me a look that made me chortle. “This mature man has to work tomorrow. Let me take you to your car.”
“Shit, sorry.” He looked at his phone then at me. “Man, it’s after three am. I’m so sorry. I just really got into talking with you. Yeah, take me to my car so you can get some sleep. I want you to win tomorrow. Are you cool with me coming again?”
“I’d be disappointed if you didn’t.” His smile was radiant. “Are you still up for dinner?”
“Yeah, I am crazy up for dinner.”
That made me grin. I’d not felt this giddy since I’d been Liam’s age.
Love the age difference and the perspective of the older man. Also, great use of the word prompt! Looking forward to more of this story.
They are interesting and sweet together. Love the way Liam’s brain is so full of energy. Looking forward to more.
Sounds like they are hitting off spectacularly.
I love seeing them get closer to each other, learning about the other until time passes and the day is gone. Great scene!
I love the quiet closeness between them that makes the evening go really late. And I love Liam’s excitement with seeing him again. Great job!