Start Me Up by Megan Slayer
Set in Stone
Changeling Press
Recent Historical, (1979), Paranormal, Sci-Fi/Fantasy
M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation
Short Story (16,000 words)
Could losing his partner be the gateway to the greatest experience of his life?
Chris Jordan swore when his partner died in January of 1979, he’d never find another lover. He didn’t want another one. But six months later, he still yearns for the man he loved.
Chris finds a letter from Steve telling him to visit Start Me Up, an electronics store. What could his partner have planned? What he finds at the store blows his mind, but will he be able to accept the desires of his partner — especially a seemingly robotic version of Steve?
Only time and patience will tell if these two lovers can find the passion they shared or if Steve’s death meant the end of everything.
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1979
“Please don’t go.”
Chris froze. He had to be imagining things. Steve was dead and there was no way he’d come back. He wasn’t a ghost. Was he pulling a stunt? Nah. That wasn’t possible. The man was dead. No way he could be talking to Chris. None. Still, the voice sounded one hell of a lot like Steve. Chris turned around.
The man resembling Steve smiled. “Christopher Lee Jordan. I left that letter for you to find. I knew it’d take you a while to read it, but I didn’t think it would be this long. I’m sorry. If I could’ve come to you, I would’ve.”
“Come to me?” His breath clogged in his throat again. “I don’t know who you are, but my Steve is dead. I saw him buried.”
“You did,” the man replied.
“Then what’s this all about?” Chris asked.
“I never really died.”