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I bent forward to kiss him, and we became a pair of dolphins—arching, diving, playing, celebrating—rolling our jubilant dance in the incomprehensible vastness of ocean that held us, gave us this way of being together, wild and free.

“Show me an Italian man who’s uncomfortable in the kitchen,” he replied, “and I’ll show you an impostor.”

But Stevie just yanked that belt out of his hands, rolled it up, and held it for a while, right up in front of his face. Told Daddy never to touch him again or else, then handed his belt right back to him. He was one tough kid. Stevie said Daddy never did hit him again.

--This is highly effective, as is the vow to repay in equal measure.

“You’ve got a lot going on right now,” he said softly when I fell silent. That was Reggie-speak for “I can see you’re up to your ass in alligators, old son,” and I was grateful for the acknowledgment.

I’d become an explorer, mapping the erotic rivers and jungles of men, and an acolyte, celebrating the divine power men’s bodies contained.

--Noble endeavor.