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    Ilya shrugs and runs his hand from Shane’s waist down to his ass and back up. “But you are so good at it. What is English saying? Having it with science?”

    “Having it down to a science.”

    “Exactly. Some things come natural to you, yes? Doing your bottom prep stuff. Taking my cock. You are perfect bottom. Made to be bottom. You love to be bottom.”

    “I do. I love it.” Shane swallows, reminded of exactly where he is and what he’s doing, a cautiously confident smile on his face as he starts to ride more with his legs than his hips. “And you thought I would throw it all away for some Taco Bell.”

     

    OR; shane hollander's foolproof bottom prep routine and how his lovely boyfriend takes care of him

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    11 Jan 2026

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    Buck is about to walk out of the airport. He can’t do this. He won’t. But then a hand—a big, warm hand—settles on his shoulder.

    “Hey, uh—”

    Buck turns, and standing there is the most beautiful man Buck’s seen in his entire life. A week’s worth of stubble across his jaw and cheek, a strong nose, and the deepest, prettiest brown eyes he’s ever seen, framed by mile-long lashes. Buck’s breath catches. Buck’s not into men, but holy shit, if he was—he’d be into this guy.

    Well. He is kinda into this guy. Well. That’s—

    “I’m here with my kid,” the guy continues, throwing a thumb over his shoulder and pointing toward where a blonde-haired, smiling kid with red glasses and crutches is standing. The kid lifts a hand and waves. Okay. Even if Buck is into the guy—kid usually means wife. Damn. “He’s got CP. We’ve done this song and dance a thousand times. You want a hand?”

    “Sir,” the man cuts in, “this is a private discussion—”

    Buck, who really was trying not to cry before, feels like he’s fighting a losing battle now. His eyes are a little wet, and his hands, gripping his crutches, are shaking just a little. “Fuck. Yeah. Please.”

    OR Eddie Diaz vs American Airlines.

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    08 Jan 2026

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    “You’re being difficult.”

    “I am not being difficult, Hollander, you are the one being difficult and annoying.”

    “I just don’t see what the big deal is,” Shane had his phone pressed between his ear and his shoulder as he moved around his kitchen, making breakfast, “It’s not like it’s some kind of classified information.”

    “Is just not important,” Ilya said evasively, and Shane could hear the sound of his fridge opening on the other end.

    “I think your birthday is very important,” Shane said stubbornly, setting his glass down a little harder than he meant to, so that it clacked against the countertop, “I don’t know why you’re acting like this about it.”

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    30 Dec 2025

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    Shane has spent his entire career rising above it.

    After one dirty hit, one slur, and one question too many, he stops.

    A press conference becomes a confession—and a line is finally drawn.

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    24 Dec 2025

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    A video of Shane sucking Ilya’s dick is leaked. Over the next twenty-four hours, Ilya goes on an odyssey.

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    24 Dec 2025