[In the last exciting chapter of Tales of Akron, Dan and Mike went to Cleveland for the Gay Pride Day celebration. After a heated exchange about the quality of the Gay Pride Parade, Mike turned and walked away from Dan. Dan ran into an old lust, Clark. They kissed a greeting.]
A few yards away, Mike turned just in time to see the kiss. He looked away, took a deep breath and started walking in the opposite direction. He walked out of the park, up the street and to the nearest hotel. He got a room and in his room dialed an old, familiar telephone number.
"I'll be right over," a voice said to Mike. The telephone clicked off. Mike hurried to the shower and washed the sweat of Gay Pride Day off his body. As he dried his fit body, he smiled in approval, "Not bad for an old guy. Not bad at all."
Dressed only in a hotel towel, Mike answered the door.
"Thank you for calling me. I've wanted to be with you," a man said. "Looks like you're dressed for a white party at a gay bar."
"Thank you for coming over on such short notice. Glad you like the towel. It's something I picked ..."
Mike couldn't finish the sentence. The man was kissing Mike and smothering his words with lips, tongue, fingers. In seconds the towel was on the floor and the two men were on the bed.
The man's clothes fell to the floor. Pillows, bed spread, sheets seemed to lose control, too.
An hour later, Mike lay sleeping in the man's arms. The man caressed Mike's hair, face and body and listened to his soft, rhythmical breathing.
Mike continued sleeping and the man fell asleep, too.
The sun that had warmed the Pride Day festivities had fallen into Lake Erie. Dan walked through the park looking for Mike. Earlier in the day, Dan and Clark had chatted and then Clark introduced his new partner, Hugh, to Dan.
The three men went to the beer garden to look for Mike. When they didn't find him, they decided to have a beer and watch for Mike.
"Surely, he'll come by looking for me," said Dan.
But, Mike was nowhere to be found.
At sunset, most of the vendors were packing away the items they brought to Pride Day. Dan walked to their car. Mike wasn't there.
In a hotel room a few blocks away, Mike turned in the bed to make himself more comfortable. He reached out to hold the man who shared the bed with him. As the sun brightened their room, he awoke turned and saw the man who shared his bed.
He look at his watch and groaned. Then he turned to the man and started caressing him, arousing him, making love to him.
[What gives with Mike? Who is the man in his bed? What about Dan? Who gets the new wine glasses if they split? For the answers to these and other exciting questions, be sure to read the next exciting chapter of Tales of Akron.]
[Ah, come on, Dear Readers, you've wanted to be in bed with Mike or Dan. Admit it. This is your chance. Write to me, Dard Hansen, at this publication. In 100 words or less, tell me which of the man you'd like to have for a night. Where would you like this to take place? Describe yourself (blue eyes, brown hair, 175 pounds), you get the idea. What are some of your hobbies (movies, long passionate walks in the woods, dinner by torch light). Include your name and telephone number so that I can check this out with you. If you want me to use your real name, you have to give permission. If you want to make up a name, give me that name. Still need your telephone number so that I can call you about your prize. Prize -- yes, a surprise prize. Write soon. And, continue reading Tales of Akron, you'll be surprised at the identity of the "MAN" in this episode.]
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