Hello everyone! I'm pleased to announce that my short story In His Corner is now available for purchase from Torquere Press as part of their Annual Charity Sip Event.
100% of the proceeds from the sale of this story is going to NOH8 with Torquere Press matching the donations. Check out all the authors who are taking part in this wonderful event here.
In His Corner takes place during the 1920s at the height of boxing, and centers around Eli and his hero-- a rough-around-the-edges boxer, whose career is a far cry from what it was five years ago when he was the World Heavyweight Boxing Champion.
When Eli’s uncle Jasper mentions needing a cornerman for former World Heavyweight Boxing Champion Jessie “The Demon” Dalton, Eli jumps at the chance. Having had his heart broken by the man five years earlier, not only is Eli determined to get some answers, but he has no intention of letting Jessie push him out of his life a second time around. However when he comes to face to face with Jessie, it becomes very clear to Eli how much Jessie needs him in his corner, and in his life. All he has to do is convince Jessie of that.
"You're going to freeze something off standing there like that."
"Jesus!" With a sputter, Jessie pushed away from the wall, and instinctively threw his hands over his groin to maintain whatever dignity he had left. Despite being successful on that venture, he couldn't see a damned thing. His hair was plastered down over his eyes, and when he tried to blow it away, Eli's chuckle told him he was getting nowhere fast.
"Here, let me help you." Eli's voice was soft, sweet, and not at all helpful to Jessie's current predicament. He felt tender fingers across his brow and soon he could see again.
"What are you doing in here?" Jessie took a small step away from Eli, who was standing there giving him the up and down, which again, wasn't helping him any.
"You forgot your towel," Eli replied innocently as he held out the item in question. Jessie quickly snatched it away, and looked down at himself. "You're going to need both hands," Eli added, a devilish gleam in his bright eyes. So much for the kid being shy around him.
Ignoring Jessie's protest, Eli took the towel back from him, and closed the distance between them. As he wrapped the towel around Jessie's waist, Eli pressed himself against Jessie, and -- being the dope that he was -- Jessie couldn't keep himself from looking down at the kid, a gesture that had their lips nearly touching. All Eli had to do was lean in. To Jessie's relief, and perhaps even disappointment, Eli pulled away.
"Pull your arms out."
Jessie did as instructed, and Eli secured the towel tightly. With a nod of thanks, Jessie cleared his throat, and motioned toward the door. "You should go. Someone's bound to come in here any moment."
"So? I'm your cornerman. Besides, it's not like you fellas don't all shower in front of each other."
"That's different," Jessie murmured, telling himself he was too old to be getting sappy. Taking the initiative, he walked around Eli and back into the locker room where his clothes were. Again, the place was empty. Usually the closer it got to dinnertime, the busier the locker room was, but today, of all days, no one was goddamn hungry. Typical.
"How's it different?" Eli asked, following close behind.
"You know how so. Don't be a pill." Jessie swiped his underwear up from his stack of clothes, turned, and nearly collided with Eli. For crying out loud, why did he have to get so close?
"No, I don't know," Eli said, crossing his arms over his chest. "I thought I did, but then I remember the blonde who opened your front door in her nightie."
"What the hell are you talking about? What blonde?"
"Nothing," Eli said with a sigh. "Never mind. I'll wait for you outside."
Before Jessie could so much as utter a syllable, Eli was gone. Great, now the kid was in a lather with him and he had absolutely no idea why. Next time he saw Jasper, Jesse was going to strangle him. Quickly, he got dressed, then pulled his bag out of his locker, snatched up his jacket and cap from the coat rack, and thundered out of the gym. Now he had a nice long ride into Manhattan to look forward to. That wasn't going to be awkward at all.
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For 2012-2013, Torquere's authors have chosen the theme "Leather Bound" in honor of Torquere’s ninth anniversary. The ninth is traditionally the leather anniversary, what better theme to let GLBTQ writers go wild. The charity which will benefit from this year’s Charity Blitz is NOH8, whose mission is to promote marriage, gender and human equality through education, advocacy, social media, and visual protest. More than twenty five authors have written short fiction pieces and have agreed to donate all proceeds of the sales of these stories to this year's charitable organization. Torquere Press Inc. will match the authors' donations completely.
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