didn’t look avalanche prone. He didn’t smell any fire in the air.
Possibly a bear had moved through and flushed all the other animals away. He shrugged it off.
He was only yards from his back door. A nice cozy fire, a little gay porn and he’d feel a lot better.
The gay scene in Fairbanks was decent enough, if you dared to be “out”. But there was
no going back. Once you entered, word got around and everyone knew.
Danny was ashamed to be in the closet. It felt so complicated. He hated living in fear of his family finding out he was gay. He could hear his brothers now. “How could you do that? And with Dad sick? Mom doesn’t need this stress. You need to get over this phase and get yourself a girlfriend!”
As the youngest, Danny felt as if he had to go along with the majority to keep the peace.
Illness and joblessness plagued members of his family. He was healthy and employed. He had no right to complain or burden his family further. Maybe, someday, the time would be right. If only his sister-in-law would stop trying to set him up with women. A good wife and mother, Christy tried to arrange Danny’s life since he was the single one left. His brother needed her type of pushing to keep him in line and his life in order.
Danny didn’t. He just got lost in dreams of his past, being back in college where he was at ease with himself and free to date men. Now, he hid away in his house and lost himself in fantasies of being sandwiched between two hard men. Nicknamed the lumberjack because he
was from Alaska, Danny had been very popular in college. A very manly man with a big axe.
Currently, the only one admiring his tool was Danny himself.
Kicking the snow off his boots, he heard a rustling in the trees. Maybe the animals were returning? He wasn’t a hunter, but on a quiet evening, he could sit on the back porch on his house and watch the wilderness for hours. Nature proved very soothing when it was calm. Those periods were rare and things could turned dangerous is seconds.
Danny never wanted to hunt but felt naked without a rifle in the woods. One couldn’t
underestimate Mother Nature. Not here and not with that big full moon looming over the day.
He turned the doorknob and heard a growl. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two
wolves staring him down. Big ones. The pair were both large males. One nearly black and one a lighter gray.
Instantly, Danny froze. Warning shot or dart inside? It was a close call. The wolves could lunge the distance and attack before he got inside. But turning to shoot left him vulnerable, and with his hands occupied, one could get to him. He couldn’t shoot them both. They watched his every move, so going slow would only provoke them.
Yanking open the door, he darted inside. The thud on his back was a wolf knocking him
to the ground. Danny felt the adrenaline kick in. Its front paws held his shoulders as the canine bit at the back padding of Danny’s jacket.
Danny was reaching for the knife on his ankle when the other wolf pounced on him.
Claws pressed to his lower back. Wolves tore their prey apart, living or dead. He’d be dead in seconds.
With all his muscle, Danny managed to turn over and made a last grab for the gun. But
the wolves jumped on him. The animals were dominant, but this wasn’t normal behavior. They should be tearing him to shreds by now.
The wolves were a blur of black and gray fur then he was dragged into the house. He
blinked as they kept going until he was on his bed. The house looked normal, but the wolves were changing before his eyes. Now, the pair were naked men. Hot, naked men and Danny knew them.
If he’d been drinking, he would’ve sworn his brother had made a bad batch of Alaskan
moonshine. But they never drank while hunting. Danny was totally sober. It felt like a dream with two men lying on him, but it wasn’t. He knew them, Brandon and Justin. They’d been in his dreams, but he’d never fanaticized about wolves. It’d
Possibly a bear had moved through and flushed all the other animals away. He shrugged it off.
He was only yards from his back door. A nice cozy fire, a little gay porn and he’d feel a lot better.
The gay scene in Fairbanks was decent enough, if you dared to be “out”. But there was
no going back. Once you entered, word got around and everyone knew.
Danny was ashamed to be in the closet. It felt so complicated. He hated living in fear of his family finding out he was gay. He could hear his brothers now. “How could you do that? And with Dad sick? Mom doesn’t need this stress. You need to get over this phase and get yourself a girlfriend!”
As the youngest, Danny felt as if he had to go along with the majority to keep the peace.
Illness and joblessness plagued members of his family. He was healthy and employed. He had no right to complain or burden his family further. Maybe, someday, the time would be right. If only his sister-in-law would stop trying to set him up with women. A good wife and mother, Christy tried to arrange Danny’s life since he was the single one left. His brother needed her type of pushing to keep him in line and his life in order.
Danny didn’t. He just got lost in dreams of his past, being back in college where he was at ease with himself and free to date men. Now, he hid away in his house and lost himself in fantasies of being sandwiched between two hard men. Nicknamed the lumberjack because he
was from Alaska, Danny had been very popular in college. A very manly man with a big axe.
Currently, the only one admiring his tool was Danny himself.
Kicking the snow off his boots, he heard a rustling in the trees. Maybe the animals were returning? He wasn’t a hunter, but on a quiet evening, he could sit on the back porch on his house and watch the wilderness for hours. Nature proved very soothing when it was calm. Those periods were rare and things could turned dangerous is seconds.
Danny never wanted to hunt but felt naked without a rifle in the woods. One couldn’t
underestimate Mother Nature. Not here and not with that big full moon looming over the day.
He turned the doorknob and heard a growl. Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted two
wolves staring him down. Big ones. The pair were both large males. One nearly black and one a lighter gray.
Instantly, Danny froze. Warning shot or dart inside? It was a close call. The wolves could lunge the distance and attack before he got inside. But turning to shoot left him vulnerable, and with his hands occupied, one could get to him. He couldn’t shoot them both. They watched his every move, so going slow would only provoke them.
Yanking open the door, he darted inside. The thud on his back was a wolf knocking him
to the ground. Danny felt the adrenaline kick in. Its front paws held his shoulders as the canine bit at the back padding of Danny’s jacket.
Danny was reaching for the knife on his ankle when the other wolf pounced on him.
Claws pressed to his lower back. Wolves tore their prey apart, living or dead. He’d be dead in seconds.
With all his muscle, Danny managed to turn over and made a last grab for the gun. But
the wolves jumped on him. The animals were dominant, but this wasn’t normal behavior. They should be tearing him to shreds by now.
The wolves were a blur of black and gray fur then he was dragged into the house. He
blinked as they kept going until he was on his bed. The house looked normal, but the wolves were changing before his eyes. Now, the pair were naked men. Hot, naked men and Danny knew them.
If he’d been drinking, he would’ve sworn his brother had made a bad batch of Alaskan
moonshine. But they never drank while hunting. Danny was totally sober. It felt like a dream with two men lying on him, but it wasn’t. He knew them, Brandon and Justin. They’d been in his dreams, but he’d never fanaticized about wolves. It’d
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