Title: The Ties that Bind
Author: S. Davidson
Genre: M/M Fiction
Release Date: June 1, 2017 Cover Art: Rue Volley Editor: EAL Editing Service Publisher: Encompass Ink Publishing
Flashback 1990's - Rollerblades, bungee jumping, the laptop, cellular phones the size of bricks, and AIDS - the gay men's cancer
This is a story about love, friendship, and family. It is a story about growing up, about trying to change the past and the realization that no matter how fast, or how far we run, that The Ties That Bind us as children, many times come back to haunt us as adults. We become part of the life of a young counselor, Morgan, who specializes working with homeless, male hustlers. He seems like an angel from heaven to many. He cares deeply for every one of his boys and would literally die to save them from harm. He deprives himself of life's basic needs in order to reach just one more, but why? Morgan has his own agenda to work out, his own demons to exorcise. While avoiding his own past, he meets a particular young man, Greg, who is able to see through this well-crafted, public image. Greg sees Morgan's pain and denial. It is in this discovery, this role reversal that Greg, a life-long hustler begins to heal himself. He helps Morgan come to terms with his own violent past. Greg becomes his strength, the knife to cut the rope and release the guilt Morgan has denied for years. Just as they both begin to heal, Greg discovers the truth. The Ties That Bind can sometimes be very restricting but many times we find that The Ties That Bind can also provide our strength. The Ties That Bind are necessary for the sustenance of life.
A badly warped, archaic recording came on of some disco group of the forgotten past. Slowly, the black shield lifted in front of the room, revealing an oiled up young man, ready to dance. The boy was grinding and gyrating his hips with the best of them when the shade reached the top and he saw who was on the other side.
“Hey, Morgan,” he said, stopping his dance.“Hi, Zack. You’re looking pretty good,” he said.“I’m sorry.” He began dancing again.“Stop.” Morgan laughed, thinking it funny that this boy would actually think Morgan was a customer. “I didn’t come for the show. I came to see how you were doing. You disappeared on me.” Morgan popped another quarter in the slot.
“Nice to see you show up today, Miss Jamison,” he said glancing over her paper. “And you managed to stay awake for the entire class. I’m impressed.”
“Yeah, well, I didn’t have anything else to do.” She shrugged.“This report should be interesting. Your last one was, as well. I will say, your reports are, let’s say, different from any reports I’ve had in the fifteen years since I’ve been teaching this class. I’m still not quite sure I understand where you see the sexual undertones in ‘Horton Hears a Who’ but it did make for interesting reading.”“Just trying to keep you awake, Mr. Dawson.”“So,” He read the beginnings of the newest report. “A social commentary of the political underlying meanings behind ‘The Rocky Horror Picture Show.’ I’m sure this one will be as superlative as all the rest.”