Love is Always Write Anthology Volume 3

room the first time we had sex as evidence that he fucked the fat gay guy. I felt used and abused and just downright fucking angry. I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that I craved attention from anyone who would give it to me. I didn't want to be that person anymore. So I lost the weight. I went on a diet, got a trainer, and when I could walk up and down stairs without feeling like I was going to die, I decided to become a firefighter. What better job could get you ripped? The rest, as they say, is history."
    "Did you ever run into Marcus again?"
    "Hell yeah, I did. Fucker didn't even recognize me. I gave him the best blowjob he'd ever had and walked away. He figured out who I was soon after. Fucking Facebook." Jace laughed. "He still calls me."
    "I just bet he does. But he can't have you. You'll have to show me what you were like before."
    "Maybe. I had promised myself that I wouldn't just jump into anything like that ever again but you and Josh…you guys just shattered my resolve. I spent this last week going through all kinds of possibilities and scenarios and ugh. I was so nervous coming here."
    "Honestly, Jace, fat or not, if you hadn't made the first move, I would have and it wouldn't have been as slow and sweet as it was." Michael grinned and leaned down to take Jace's mouth. Jace moaned and rolled on top of him.
    "Is that so?" He mumbled against Michael's lips.
    "It is."
    "Show me."
    THE END
    Author bio: Chauncey Watson is an English major, trying to make her way through college. She wants to become an editor and author for adult novels. She lives in Delaware. She's been writing since she was ten and this is her first slash story. She's a hopeless romantic and all her stories will probably have a HEA. Maybe one day she'll stop dragging her feet, get her foot in the door and finally get published. Just saying.
    Her work can be viewed at FanFiction.net and Facebook: Amelia Watson
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FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN
    by S. W. Vaughn

    NSFW—two guys in a vehicle, daytime, engaged in oral sex

    Dear Author,
    I've been in love with my best friend Mikey ever since we roomed together at college. He's everything I'm not, including brave. He was brave enough to come out whereas I've stayed right in the closet, not able to admit my feelings to anyone, least of all Mikey.
    So when he told me he wanted to go on a camping weekend to celebrate breaking up with his cheating bastard of a boyfriend Brad, I was delighted. But I was also worried. Could I cope with sharing a tent with the newly single man I'd loved for years? I'd be ok as long as there were other people around.
    But when the truck breaks down on our way, leaving us at least a couple of days from civilisation, it leaves me wondering what the hell we are going to do to pass the time?
    Feel free to do as you will with this one. I'd prefer a fair bit of partially clothed sweaty outdoor smexin'. Have fun!
    Sincerely,
    Daydream

    genre: contemporary
    tags: first-time; outdoor sex; coming out; friends-to-lovers; small town discrimination; programmer
    word count: 15,809
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    FIRE ON THE MOUNTAIN
    by S. W. Vaughn
    CHAPTER 1
    Ethan half hoped the torrential downpour they were currently driving through would make Jude call off the trip. But the rain sheeting down the windshield and guttering the white beams of the truck's headlights only seemed to fuel the man's optimism.
    "Good thing it's doing this now." Jude turned the wiper speed up a notch, and the truck slowed as he squinted at the surrounding blackness outside. They'd been driving this mountain road most of the day and hadn't passed so much as a single house, let alone a street light. "By the time we get to the campgrounds, the weather gods'll call off the rain."
    Ethan arched an eyebrow. "Weather gods?"
    "Known to mere mortals as the Channel 9 meteorology team."
    "Right." Ethan couldn't help smiling. Jude had never made a secret of his crush on the Channel 9 weather guy. While Ethan had kept his own crush—on the man sitting next to him, grinning at the rain—buried under the joke that was his life.
    He was about to spend a week sharing a tent with his best friend since college, who happened to be the man of his dreams. And who, like everyone else, thought he was an ultra-white heterosexual from an ultra-white small town, with a born-again Christian preacher mother and an ex-wife to prove it.
    And to top it off, Jude had finally ditched his douchebag of a boyfriend. This trip was