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What's the first rule of running a gym for combat vets? 

Enjoy the scorching hot scenery, but get your kicks somewhere else.

Frankly, between Grindr and living in one of the gayest cities in America, it's not exactly a hardship. 

Hell, it's so easy, I can do it on one leg.

That is, until a pair of blue eyes swimming with vulnerability shows up at my door, looking for a job. He's too skinny, too mouthy, and way too young for the likes of me, but he pings that protector instinct in me, hard.

I want to fix whatever put that lost look in his eyes, but to manage that, I'd have to do the one thing I said I'd never do.
Break my own rules.


Dark cloud, meet seven-foot wall of sunshine.


We’ve been friends for almost a year, we both volunteer at my brother-in-law’s gym for combat vets, and the chemistry between us is undeniable. So, getting together should be a no brainer, right?


Yeah, not so much.


Pairing up the joyful refugee NBA hero with me—the grumpy wanna-be artist who cracks jokes about being waterboarded—has got to be the mother of all bad ideas.


An even worse idea? Let’s add a splash of kink to the mix.


We’re all going to need a little therapy after this.


Coming Soon!

Stillness, Wrecked Book Three

(Roly and Heath) May