Crash and Burn

By J.M. Snyder

Chris and Aaron have hit a rough patch in their relationship, but it isn't anything they can't weather. Part of the disconnect stems from their different work schedules -- Chris works in an office during the day, while Aaron works swing shift at a plant, sometimes working days, sometimes afternoons, sometimes nights. The odd shift causes stress in their relationship, but Chris knows they can work through it together.

Then he discovers Aaron is secretly taking prescription drugs for depression.

Suddenly Chris feels as if he doesn't know Aaron any more. He's afraid to bring up the pills he found, but more afraid of losing his lover. To mistrust, to denial, to addiction. He tells himself he'll step in before it's too late.

But will he be able to figure out when to step in and say something? Or will Aaron's growing dependence on prescriptions drive them apart?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Sep 17, 2012
• ISBN: 9781611523676

J.M. Snyder

An author of gay erotic romance, J.M. Snyder began self-publishing gay erotic fiction in 2002. Since then, Snyder has worked with several e-publishers, most notably Amber Allure Press and eXcessica Publishing.Snyder’s short fiction has appeared online at Ruthie’s Club, Tit-Elation, Eros Monthly, and Amazon Shorts, as well as in anthologies released by Alyson Books, Cleis Press, and others.For more book excerpts, free fiction, and purchasing information, please visit http://jmsnyder.net.

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Crash and Burn

By J.M. Snyder

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Copyright 2012 J.M. Snyder

ISBN 9781611523676

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Crash and Burn

By J.M. Snyder

Chris, Aaron sighs, and suddenly he’s gone, rolling away from me in the darkness. I’m sorry.

For what? I ask.

What the hell just happened? is what I want to say, but I don’t. It’s been forever since we’ve shared a bed—between my new work schedule, his swing shift at the plant, and my sister coming to visit for two weeks with her young daughters in tow, this is the first moment we’ve had alone in God knows how long. I finally get him to myself, finally get him alone—we were kissing so hard my lips are sore, my tongue tingles with the taste of his, my body still feels the ghosts of his hands over my chest and legs and arms, not yet comprehending he’s pulled away.

Tentatively I reach over and run a finger down his arm. His muscles are tight and bunched beneath my touch. Baby, what’s wrong?

I can’t, he says. The frustration in his voice echoes my own.

I don’t get it. What do you mean? Can’t what? I don’t know about him, but my whole body aches right now, my crotch throbs with the memory of his knee pressing sweetly against my cock. I’m hard and I’ve waited long enough for this moment, I don’t want it to slip away. Aaron…

He sighs, exasperated. That sound alone tells me I’m not getting any more loving tonight. Bitterly he says, Can’t, Chris. Do I have to spell it out for you? C-A-N-apostrophe—

Stop it. I pull my hand back, angry as he shrugs away. I’m not a child. I know how to fucking spell.

We lie there for a moment, both of us on our backs, staring into the darkness above. He’s pissed me off, but maybe there’s something I can say or do to get him back on my side of the bed.

Gently, I ask, Why not? We’ve done it before. All of a sudden you can’t—

It’s not that.

Now there’s something beneath his