It wasn’t until that fateful summer day that Blaine truely learned what was missing from his life. If only the Frisbee hadn’t landed next to Stephen’s smooth plastic suntan lotion scented body…..

Blaine had come to southern California not just to visit his good friend Ken but to forget his past.

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