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Seanday Shorts: Something to Share, pt5

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Tay got to his feet, towering over me. Something, worried me. Maybe I'd been pushing Chris too quickly? His dark eyes bored into me, daring me to move. His lips parted and I swallowed fearing the worst.

"Damn, what a rush," Tay grunted out loud. He looked thoughtful. "And my voice is different."

I sighed with relief. "Kinda cool huh?" I said trying to hide my concern. Returning to Tay's bag, I dressed in my own clothes. "What's your mobile number?"

He frowned and his eyes darted about. "Give me a minute," he muttered.

"You'll have to be quicker than that," I said after waiting a moment.

Caption This (13th Feb)

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Seanday Shorts: Something to Share, pt4

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I rolled Tay onto his front, and pulled his arms above his head; his broad back expanded. "We'll start off with the easy stuff," I told him.

"Start with something easy," Chris repeated. "It's not easy then?"

"Not to begin with," I said. "Who knows, you might be a natural."

He looked at Tay, then at me nervously. He was bigger than both of us, well Grant and Chris. If I wasn't inside Grant, we'd be about the same size.

"He's not going to wake up," I reassured Chris and gave Tay a slap to the ass. "See."

"OK, so what do I do?"

"Put your hand on his shoulder," I told him. He cautiously touched Tay, then looked back at me. "Gently push against him. Think about his body, imagine that his skin is just like the surface of water." He frowned, a confused look on his face. "Just try."

He pushed on the big man's back. His fingers causing little indentations--nothing happened. Moving his hand to another place he tried again. "It's not working, nothing's happening," he moaned.

"Give it time, let me show you." I placed my hand on Tay's back and gently pushed. His body relaxed and the tips of my fingers disappeared inside. I pulled my hand free, "Try again." Chris tried again, I noticed he was pressing hard. "Gently," I said again.

He was still having trouble, so I took his hand. He snatched it away, "No-homo," I muttered and took it again. Chris' hand was on Tay's back with mine on top. "Do it slowly to begin with," I explained, "later you'll be able to do it real quick."

Caption This (6th Feb)

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Guest Post: Legion and Lover (6/6)

by Seuzz

The prickle of cool air on his face brought Vincent back into full consciousness. But he kept his eyes closed even after the towel had come off. "You get rid of those nurses," he murmured.

"It's just us," said the technician.

"'Cos this is off the books, you know."

"I know. And I'm erasing the data the moment you're out. No one will know it's you under your new face."

"Good. You hear from my man Trevon?"

"He'll pick you up at four."

"We'll be done by then?"

"It's not yet midnight now."

"Mm. I thought I drifted off longer than that. How's everything look below the neck?"

"Good. Are you ready for me to start working on your face?"

Vincent only smiled in reply, and smiled more widely at the dabs of alcohol to his jaw, chin and temple. Even the needles -- usually the part that bothered him -- prickled with promise.

Seanday Shorts: Something to Share, pt3

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"Hey! Ready for a road trip?" I exclaimed as I found him curling some weights in his bedroom.

Chris looked surprised, "What?"

"Chris, my man, I've got it all planned. We're heading for Vegas! We can head over there today, hit the casino tonight and party on Saturday!"

"Bro', I've only got $80--tops."

I unrolled the bills, "And this," I said with a laugh.

"Shit! Where did you get that?"

"Been saving, dad stumped up some cash he owed me for chores," I lied.

"Damn, you are one lucky son of a bitch."

I tipped my chin. "What can I say? Who can refuse a cutie like me?"

Chris gave me a friendly punch, then hugged me. "Weekend to remember bro'."

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Guest Post: Legion and Lover (5/6)

by Seuzz

"Ryan? Baby?" Vincent stood in the living room and called. "I got back from Toronto early, and I don't gotta go back in for a new sculpt until -- " He padded through the living room, the kitchen, the bedroom. "Honey? My man here -- " He slapped his chest proudly. "Played college football, kept in shape. Hung like a -- "

He broke off. The house was empty. Empty? It felt abandoned. Sterile beneath the faded floral scents.

Floral scents. Vincent tried to do what Tito had once suggested he do: Try to think more than three steps ahead.

The service came on Mondays, and this was Friday. Ryan was constitutionally incapable of not reducing a house to a pig sty in the space of four days. Ergo, he was out of town or at least on vacation from the house. But he had left no message for Vincent on where to find him. Ergo, Ryan was expecting to be back home before Vincent was scheduled to get back on Sunday. Ergo, Ryan was taking a vacation that he expected Vincent would not notice, and probably would not want his boyfriend noticing he had taken.

An ache opened up in Vincent's chest. His legs turned numb from the knees down as he went into the bedroom and began to methodically search the dressers, bureaus, and closets. The terrible thing was that even if he found nothing, that wouldn't prove a negative. But if he did find what he was afraid of finding --

And he found it. A box of condoms, something he and Ryan had never had in the house.

Worse, it was almost empty.

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Guest Post: Legion and Lover (4/6)

by Seuzz

Vincent thought his heart was about to crack. But with one last effort, he and Tito lofted the improvised body bag and its contents into the dumpster, where it landed with a resounding boom. "Jesus, that was one heavy mofo. You gonna tell me now how you managed to piss him off?"

"I didn't," Tito said, and bent over to rest his hands on his knees as he gasped for breath. "He's my retirement package."

"Say what?"

"Yeah." Tito straightened up. Even in the early morning dark, in an unlit alley, Vincent could see the streaks of sweat on Tito's face. "That's my new face in there. My permanent one. His data file's waiting for me back at -- "

"That fuckin' ni -- ?  Tito." Vincent seized the hair at the top of his friend's head. "You're brown, but you ain't brown enough to pass for one of my peeps."

Tito slapped him away. "You don't listen closely, do you? I told you that sculpting into another race is hard. I didn't say it was impossible. That kind of radical sculpt is for one-time shots only, like final sculpts." Tito panted a couple of times. "So you understand what I'm saying, right?"

"That you got a bad result on your last test. I'm sorry, man."

"Don't be." Tito jerked his chin at the rusted-out dumpster. "I've been jonesing after that mofo's girl for a coupla years now, been hoping for a positive test so I could retire into her bed."

"Jesus. But now my question is, if this is Company business, why didn't you get a disposal team to handle this job? Why'd you call me out when I'm supposed to be on vacation?"

"Are you pissed at me?"

"No. I just want to know -- "

"But Ryan was pissed when you left to meet me, wasn't he? Oh, I bet he was, I bet he went into a sulk the minute you -- "

"Oh, fuck you, that isn't any of your business."

"I know it's not my business, I'm just saying. Christ, Vincent, I know he's adorable, but you spoil him, and you know it. I bet everyone he sleeps with spoils him."