Rules of the Road By Tinnean

"...And when you returned from Peru, you were a changed man!"

"Oh, fine, tell everyone, why don't you!"

"And then you became a member of the Cascade PD..."

"Hey, Jim, we're going out to the old house. You coming?"

"Do you mind? I'm filming here!"

Harold waved at the camera and laughed at the thought of Jim interviewing himself on his camcorder. "Asshole!"

Jimmy-Nick settled himself in the back seat of the jeep as his old college friend put the vehicle in gear and began to drive over the rutted back roads. They were going to the house that Alex and his young boyfriend Blair had been in the process of refinishing.

The young man sat next to Jim, his long, riotous curls blowing into the Sentinel's face. The scent of his shampoo filled the Sentinel-sharp nostrils. Jim drew in a deep breath and began to zone.

Jim moaned under his breath.

At the cabin, Harold paced the outside, while Blair showed Jimmy-Nick around the inside. "You helped me, Jim. Naomi, my Mom, had us living in Cascade. You spoke at the school I was attending. I had no one to talk to, but later that night I called you, and you spoke to me.

"I had all these strange feelings I didn't know what to do with. I was afraid there was something wrong with me, like I was some kind of pervert!"

"Oh God!"

"After I talked to you, I wanted to do it to you. With you. All night long!"

Jim groaned, feeling his own cock grow hard.

"What did I tell you?"

"You told me it was okay, as long as I got my homework done and went to bed at a reasonable hour."

End

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