His mouth was warm and wet, clever-tongued and letting me in real deep. It wasn't his fault that I was somewhere else entirely inside my own head.

I figured I'd really done it now. No one was going to want anyone like me, someone who was purposely acting weird and different.

FICTION: Other Bodies. By Michael Agreve. The erotic secret that gay men keep from each other, brought out into the open.

For years he sat in his wheelchair, his right hand supplying the closet thing he would ever come to a love life. Then, one day, somebody looked at him. Somebody looked at him real strange.

NONFICTION: Historical Note to "Other Bodies". By Michael Agreve.

"Bob, you want to be my friend, you want to be in love with me, but you have never adapted so that we might communicate better."

"I'm flagging black left. You know what that means?" He shrugged. "It means," I said, turning my attention back to the game, "that I'm out of your league."

FICTION: Tryout at the Bondage Club. By david stein. A glimpse of the New York Bondage Club . . . and two men's attempt to break past the limitations of fantasies about master/slave relationships.

"Whether he loved you or hated you before," Terry continued, "if you 'break' him, the theory goes, he'll be your loyal slave for life." He looked at his handiwork approvingly.

"Stop dragging your feet, boy, and stop whimpering. You knew you had this coming to you. What I want from you is quite simple. I want you to design a Website that's compatible with Section 508— Stop sobbing, damn it! A Website that's compatible with Section 508 and complies with W3C's Checkpoints for Web Content Accessibility Guidelines 1.0.

"Get off the floor, boy; you're dirtying my boots with your tears."