Fathers

I find fathers sexy.  All that tiresome aggression and exaggerated maleness of the male teenager is transformed by their love for their children into something that is tender and precious; and all the more so because of their maleness, their strength. 

This story was written for a dear friend and the guy he married, and both of them loved it.   It wasn't their story, but as one does when one writes, I took elements of their story and bits and pieces from other stories and combined them to create this one.  Joe's looks were based on a rather femme guy of Italian origin at the print shop we used, who was cute as.  Luke's were based on a very sexy guy who used to be a conductor on the train.  But their characters are their own. 


I hope you enjoy it.


[Image from Speedo Junkie]