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Wrestling With Love

eISBN: 978-0-9833747-0-1

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

Copyright © 2011 D.H. Starr

Edited by Allison Jacobson

Photography and cover art by Les Byerley

Electronic book Publication Wrestling With Love February 2011

This book may not be reproduced or used in whole or in part by any means existing without written permission from the publisher, Ai Press, 10435 Green Trail Drive N, Boynton Beach, FL 33436

Warning: The unauthorized reproduction or distribution of this copyrighted work is illegal. Criminal copyright infringement, including infringement without monetary gain, is investigated by the FBI and is punishable by up to 5 years in federal prison and a fine of $250,000. (http://www.fbi.gov/ipr/)

This book is a work of fiction and any resemblance to persons, living or dead, or places, events or locales is purely coincidental. The characters are productions of the authors’ imagination and used fictitiously.

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Dedication

This book is dedicated to Jen for always being there and to Magaly and Tracey, my Bronx girls.

Acknowledgements

I’d like to thank Sedonia Guillone, editor and publisher of Ai Press, for continuing to see the merit of the stories I have to tell. Her vision, guidance, and support have helped to shape who I’m becoming as a writer and is freeing my mind so that my characters can live their lives on the pages of my books.

Trademark Acknowledgement

The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following wordmarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Acqua Di Gio: Giorgio Armani

Adidas: Adidas AG

All-Star: Converse Inc.

Apple: Apple, Inc.

Au Bon Pain: ABP Corporation

Barney’s: Barney’s, Inc.

Bed, Bath & Beyond: Bed Bath & Beyond Procurement Co. Inc. Big Brothers-Big Sisters: Big Brothers-Big Sisters of America Bisuteki: Fenway-North Motor Hotel, Inc.

Boston University: Trustees of Boston University

Bud Light: Anheuser-Busch, Inc.

Coke: The Coca-Cola Company

Dave & Busters: Dave & Buster’s, Inc.

Ellis Island: Statue of Liberty-Ellis Island Foundation, Inc., The Fire and Ice: BDR Entertainment LLC

H & M: H&M Hennes & Mauritz AB

Hudson River, The: Hudson River Park Trust

John Mayer: Portable John, Inc.

Jose Cuervo: Tequila Cuervo La Rojena, S.A. de C.V.

Legal Sea Foods: Legal Sea Foods, Inc.

MacBook Air: Apple Computer, Inc.

New York Times: New York Times Company, The

Oreos: Nabisco Brands Company

Pepsi: Pepsico, Inc.

Polo: PRL USA Holdings, Inc.

Ray-Ban: Luxottica Group S.P.A.

Statue of Liberty: Statue of Liberty-Ellis Island Foundation, Inc., The Tasmanian Devil: Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.

The Matrix: Warner Bros. Entertainment Inc.

Author Note

This book has a standalone prequel, Wrestling With Desire, a young adult novel. Wrestling With Love, also standalone, is not young adult. Derek and Scott have moved on to college and are dealing with greater independence and issues of a more grown up nature.

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Chapter One

“Ouch, that hurts.” Derek Thompson winced as his muscles stretched beyond a comfortable limit. “I’m not in a good position. Here, let me move over, like this.” He shifted his body so that he was squatting.

He could see the reaction his movement had on his boyfriend Scott Thayer’s face, which had taken on a pained expression as he adjusted himself to the new position.

“Okay, is this better for you now?” He was sweating, and Derek could see the sun which was shining through the attic window in his parents’ house reflecting off the droplets of sweat gliding down the sides of Scott’s face.

“Yeah, that feels better. Now go easy. I want to make sure I’m ready for this before we begin again.” Derek took a deep breath and prepared for the pressure that was coming.

Scott only lifted his hips an inch at a time, watching Derek carefully to make sure he was okay.

Pressure increased deep inside Derek, and then he felt a sharp pain. “Ouch! Son of a bitch!”

Scott grimaced. “Did I hurt you again?”

Derek gritted his teeth, taking measured breaths until the pain subsided. “Yes. I never knew I could feel pain like this. Maybe we should stop for a minute.”

Scott sighed. “Dammit, Derek, you’ve said that the past three times we tried. Can’t we just do this and get it over with?”

“I can’t help it if this fucking sofa is as heavy as an elephant.” Derek slumped to the floor, rubbing his side where the corner had jabbed him in the ribs. With eyes narrowed into slits, he turned to face Scott, a retort on the tip of his tongue. When he stared into those Caribbean blue-green eyes, his resolve melted. I can’t stay mad at someone who can make me all floppy inside just by gazing into his eyes.

“Well, how the hell did you get the couch up here in the first place?” Scott released his hold and walked around to the front of the sofa, now positioned in the middle of the room. Grabbing his t-shirt which lay on the floor, he plopped down heavily and began to mop his face and shoulders.

Derek, feeling the pain in his side ease, got up and sat next to Scott. “I guess I forgot how heavy it was when Dad and I brought it up here last year.” He smiled sheepishly, batting his eyes. “I really appreciate that you offered to help me, though. I guess I forgot how much I missed your help during those couple of months when we kind of split up last year.”

Scott glared at Derek and he immediately regretted bringing up the painful memory from their past. Still, he wouldn’t hold back from saying what was on his mind. Once they’d gotten back together, Derek made a promise to both of them that he would communicate his feelings rather than allowing them to build up inside. Neither 8

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of them had handled the stress created by Scott’s father well, and they had almost lost each other as a result. Part of the problem had been Derek’s difficulty with opening up. He still wasn’t great at it, but he was working on it every day. Scott’s expression softened and his crooked grin appeared on his face. Without fail, that grin turned Derek on and decimated his ability to think coherently. “Shut up and come over here.”

Derek sat next to him, sinking into Scott’s embrace. As Scott cradled him, Derek was pulled close so their faces were a mere inch apart. “You’re lucky I love you so much,” Scott said, white teeth gleaming behind full lips. “Otherwise, I would have quit this thankless job after our first try.” He closed the gap between their mouths, locking Derek in a rugged kiss. Melting into Scott’s strong arms, Derek reveled in the way warm hands gently stroked up and down his back, lingering at the base of his spine, fingers dipping inside the waistband of his pants before he began the slow journey back up Derek’s back. Their tongues wrestled and a mild taste of salt entered his mouth as sweat mixed with saliva. That, and the hint of Scott’s musky scent which surrounded the two of them, caused his cock to become rigid.

The heat in the attic was pronounced, even with the window open. As they kissed, their bodies slipped against each other. Derek used the slickness to glide his hands along Scott’s hairless chest which had broadened over the course of the summer due to his incessant workouts. He hadn’t complained about all the time Scott spent in the gym because the effect was not only visually pleasing, but gave him new mounds of muscle to grab onto during their make-out sessions. He hoped Scott would be able to make the varsity wrestling team at his new weight class, since he would never weigh in at his high school weight of one hundred sixty seven. If he watched his diet, he might be able to make the one hundred seventy nine pound weight class. Jesus, I didn’t realize he’s gained twelve pounds of muscle in the past six months since we won the division championship.

“Hmm,” Derek sighed. “This is nice. Why did you establish the rule that we can’t do more than kissing and beating off until we get to college? I’d be happy to just leave the couch right here, get down on my knees in front of you and—”

Scott laughed. “As nice as that sounds, don’t you remember the last time we decided to spend quality time up here? Your mom almost caught us in this position. She pops up here unannounced all the time. I don’t want to worry about who’s going to walk in on us as we finally start to experience that level of intimacy together. It’s only two weeks. We agreed to this months ago. Besides, you’re the one who said you had to move the couch to the other side of the room so you could set up your mixing equipment and all of your music by the window. Now that this piece of shit is in the middle of the room, we’re gonna to finish the job.” He released Derek and pulled out of the embrace, glancing toward the door.

Derek reflexively followed his gaze and listened to hear if his mother was coming. His thoughts were interrupted by Scott’s question. “Explain to me one more time why we can’t just slide it across the room.”

Derek looked at Scott in horror. “Do you see this floor? Look at it.”

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Scott complied. “Yes, it is made of wood. It’s shiny. Very nice.”

Derek shoved him, a smile spreading across his face. “Don’t be a wise ass. If we slide the couch it will scrape deep grooves across the room with its metal legs. My dad told me he intends to turn the attic into an office once I go to college so he can do taxes from home, instead of spending the ridiculous hours he does at work. If he finds the floor all scratched up, he’s not going to be happy with me.”

“Okay, fine. We’ll do it your way. But you realize you owe me after this, right?”

Scott gave Derek’s shoulder a squeeze then looked at him with a wickedly seductive gleam in his eyes.

Derek flushed. “Oh, I’ll reward you. Don’t worry about that. Remember, my parents are going out to dinner tonight. How often has mom actually left us alone in the house since she found out we’re together?”

Scott leaned back, stretching his arms, a dreamy look crossing his face. “That’s right. I forgot. They’re going to be gone all night. I can’t wait to get my hands on you.”

Derek became quiet and Scott turned to face him. “What’s the matter?”

“Nothing. It’s just hard to want you the way I do and have to control myself. I know it’s only a couple of weeks until college, but then you say things like that and it makes it so much harder for me.”

Scott’s expression became serious. After a few seconds, the corners of his mouth began to tremble and pull up into a smile. After another moment, he burst out laughing.

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