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Alternate Tag to “Targets Without a Badge Part I” Summary: “Wha’? Starsky? What is this? What am I seeing?” “You’re watching the world without you in it.” Hutch stood on the beach looking out at the ocean, tumbling his detective’s … Continue reading →

I don’t recall anyone ever smirking while giving me a blowjob, but that’s what Starsky is doing, in spite of or maybe because of me straddling him while I’ve got him pinned to the floor. Starsky has this strategy of … Continue reading →

Click here to read Part 1 October, 1979. Baymont Center for Physical Therapy “Your friend isn’t staying today?” asked Kevin, Starsky’s physical therapist, while escorting Starsky to the therapy room. Hutch had to go to work early this morning. Huggy … Continue reading →

The 1990 short film, “12:01,” spawned numerous variations on the theme: being caught in a time loop. “Groundhog Day” is probably the best known example, but there were episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation, The X-Files, a segment of … Continue reading →

May, 1979, Police garage parking lot: Starsky Damn! Someone’s frying their tires. A wheel alignment job’s coming right up. “Starsky, get down.” What? Holy shit! Is that an M3? How the heck did cops- They ain’t cops. Fuck the protocols. … Continue reading →

“Merry Christmas, Hutch.” My lover, my partner, my best friend in the whole world opens his sky blue eyes and looks at me. A smile blossoms on his beautiful face. “Right back atcha, babe.” I get lost in those eyes, … Continue reading →

Three separate drabbles about ‘the first time’. ——————————————— “Hutch…” “Hmmm?” “Why did we wait so long?” “Well… maybe… because… it wasn’t the right time.” “The stars weren’t aligned?” “Something like that.” “The omens were inauspicious?” “Indubitably.” (Silence) “Scared, you think?” … Continue reading →