All Of YOU

He wouldn't leave Nick to do this by himself; Christ only knows what he would get up to. They both staggered back over the fields, and along to Trinity Bridge. The punts were locked together at the side of the river. Nick sat on his heels and examined the hefty padlock and chain that was keeping the punts from being stolen or floating away. "Look, I've got skeleton keys," he giggled a

 For a moment Nick pulled away, his fingers edged his trunks down, so they slithered to the floor, he stepped out of them.Gabriel watched Nick standing there, hands at his side, he just kept looking into his eyes, and his breathing was just as short as his own. Gabriel slowly let his eyes drop, over Nick's face, and neck, and shoulders. His eyes tracked across Nick's chest, which was just as muscular as his own was. They didn't spend all that time in the gym for nothing. His mouth watered as his eyes followed the trail of black hair down over his stomach to... He gulped. His eyes shot up to Nick's, his mind in a complete spin, my God he was - magnificent!Nick chuckled, "I'm taking the shocked look on your face as a form of flattery" he laughed again, "or is it, terror!"Gabriel wanted to move closer, he wanted more, but there was a war inside his head, this was his best friend, and this man, this person who he was closest to in the whole world wanted to k

 Gabriel wondered if Alicia would be at home, he knew she wouldn't be at the airport waiting for him, the one time he could have done with a lift home.What the hell was he going to say to Alicia? Would she know, would she have that sixth sense that most women seemed to have where they knew something was wrong? 

Gabriel, ran his hands over his face, screwing his eyes up in frustration. He knelt up, thumped the pillow and flung himself back down onto it. He was so tired by the time he arrived back at his apartment, and not wanting to get into another row with Alicia or listen to her whining apologies he decided to sleep in the guest room, except now that he was there, he couldn't sleep.He had driven away from Nick's house with no clue as to where he was going. The automatic motions of driving relaxed him, and he wished he could go home and forget about everything. Forget Alicia, and forget Nick. He could quit the band and go and live on his boat, take a year off and sail around the world. It's what he'd always wanted to do. He could take his guitar and sail somewhere warm and sit on the dockside writing songs and playing to the tourists. He shook his head to rid himself of his teenage dreams and aspirations. That wasn't possible right now. He had commitments and

The Drummer's Beat rocked gently on the slow morning waves, and Gabriel reclined naked on a cushioned sun lounger drying off in the mid-morning warmth after his swim. The water was a bit chilly this early, and he hadn't stayed in the water for too long, but it was long enough to chase the sleep away. He'd been on the boat for three days now and the first day had sailed about six miles up the coast where he had anchored the boat just offshore. He was away from the public beaches and anchored just off a private cove.It was peaceful, and he was feeling better and in much more control than he had been the week before. The panic he had felt at the idea of his sexual preferences changing, almost overnight, had calmed. He had sat for a long time watching the waves and being completely honest with himself. What he and Nick had shared was something he wanted. There were so many questions he needed the answers to, and the only person who could answer them was Nick.The motion a