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Deck the halls with boughs of holly!
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
‘Tis the season to be jolly!
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Starsk, what are you doing?
Don we now our gay apparel
You mean the body harnesses with cock straps that we got at Uncle Elmo’s?
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Let’s read a story by Lewis Carroll
That’s not how the song goes
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
See the blazing lube before us
Blazing lube? That sounds unpleasant.
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
My favorite dinosaur is stegosaurus
Oh brother
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Follow me to the bedroom in merry measure
I’m right behind you, buddy
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
While I engage you in sexual pleasure
I’m looking forward to it
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
I rip my partner’s clothes off quickly
So you’ve just given up on the actual lyrics, then?
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Even though he can be somewhat prickly
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
If only you would just stop singing
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
What’s that? I think the phone is ringing
No, it’s not
Fa-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la
Fast away the old year passes,
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Let’s put the butt plugs in our asses
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Now sing we joyous, both together
Fa-la-la, la-la-la, la-la-la
Both sing: AS WE WEAR THESE BONDS OF STUDS AAAANND LEATHER
FA-LA-LA-LA-LA, LA-LA-LA-LA!
Ah, that feels good, babe…
A preview of a new novel

Chapter 1, Scene 1
“You’re not listening to me,” Starsky whined.
Hutch disagreed. “I’ve heard every word you’ve said.”
“How can you dig holes and hear me at the same time, hm?”
“I’m a magical being.”
“You’re definitely a bean, but I’m not sure of the magic.” Continue reading “December 18th- Unconditional by Dandelion”
She was beautiful: shy and sweet with a gleeful joy sparkling in her blue eyes. Terry Roberts had introduced them, back when she ran the special needs sports program at the Marshall Center. Terry and Starsky had insisted Hutch meet her, if only because of their shared last name. After all, how many Hutchinsons were there in the world?
More than you’d think, Hutch had wanted to say back then.
He’d been charmed by the softspoken Kristen. Now, long after Terry’s untimely death, he and Starsky still went over to the Marshall Center monthly, to hang out with the students there. They always brought a few games and treats to share. Kristen wasn’t one for basketball or soccer, but whenever Hutch banged out some tunes on the battered upright piano, she was right there at his elbow, singing along.
Maybe it was the season, maybe it was some cosmic fate that destined that this was the time. He’d never know.
Kristen had a clear soprano, with perfect pitch. When Hutch closed his eyes, playing O Little Town of Bethlehem from memory, he could hear his mother. Opening his eyes, he looked over at Kristen in her red velvet Christmas dress, and could almost see his mother.
But how could that be? Continue reading “December 22nd- Relative Harmony by Dawnwind”
The lights from the huge Christmas tree sent warmth and a peaceful radiance through the apartment. Starsky wiggled his toes, which were comfortably ensconced in Hutch’s lap. Starsky’s back was nestled into one arm of the couch, while Hutch sat companionably next to the other arm, his legs resting on a pillow on the coffee table. Hutch absently rubbed his partner’s stockinged feet as he watched the flickering television screen. Continue reading “December 7th- A Christmas Surprise by MeNThee”