Death's Middle Name {boyxboy}
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  • Reads 387,978
  • Votes 19,965
  • Parts 37
  • Time 7h 35m
Complete, First published Jan 28, 2019
Mature
"When you walk to the edge of all the light you have and take that first step into the darkness of the unknown, you must believe that one of two things will happen. There will be something solid for you to stand upon or you will be taught to fly." 
― Patrick Overton, The leaning tree.

Alwynn hadn't anticipated much from meeting an old friend of his parents. He expected a dull night filled with drab conversation and occasional pokes at his choices in life. He was prepared for that, he would just drift off into some serene place in his mind and let it all wash over him. Alwynn hadn't anticipated the 'old friend' to be a living, breathing Adonis capable of reducing the boy to a quivering, incoherent mess just with the flash of that ravishing smile. Vant Bayer, a man far too old for the 17-year-old, was just the man the boy was looking for. Little did Alwynn know, Vant wasn't merely a man...
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