Category Archives: Slash

Click here to read Part 1 Chapter Three Starsky stretched out on the hotel room’s luxurious, over-sized bed—a treat he planned to take full advantage of since they had a four-day break before resuming their typically frenetic schedule. He splayed … Continue reading →

“Star light, star bright, first star I see tonight; I wish I may, I wish I might have the wish I wish tonight.” Starsky leaned back, utterly relaxed, and smiled at the pinpoint of light in the darkening sky. “Remember, … Continue reading →

“Hutch?” “Shhh… still twenty minutes to go. Center, Starsk.” (silence) “Uh, Hutch… believe me, I’m more centered than I’ve ever been. And I just realized something.” “Not now. Close your eyes.” “They are closed. I don’t need them anyway. I … Continue reading →

Christmas morning, 2016. “Starsky, what are you doing?” “I’m takin’ your picture.” “While I’m standing here naked?” “Mostly naked, Hutch. You’re wearing a strategically placed apron.” “An elf apron you gave me last night as I recall.” “You recall correctly.” … Continue reading →

Christmas morning Starsky slowly awakened then swung his legs around the bed and quietly stood up. He gazed over at the other side of the bed and saw his lover was still in a deep sleep. Hutch was gently but … Continue reading →

Hutch was a captive man. And it felt really, really good. He lay on his back, staring up at the ceiling. Next to him, Starsky slept the sleep of the innocent. Well, not so innocent, was he? Hutch was grinning … Continue reading →