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Date: Sat, 2 Jan 2010 21:20:39 -0500 From:
Stories@nc.rr.com Subject: Dillan's Magic - Part
One
DILLAN'S MAGIC By RickyF
(MM, authoritarian, Dom/sub, relationship, romance,
foot-fetish)
Email - stories@nc.rr.com -- Please note that I am
transitioning away from the email address I once
used for my stories to this new one.
DISCLAIMER: The following story is a work of
FICTION - any similarity to actual people or events
is entirely coincidental. It contains adult subject
matter and should not be read by any minor, person
who would find such material offensive, or if it is
illegal in your area. If you meet these conditions,
please delete this file from your computer. This work
is not to be reproduced in any manner without prior
approval from the author.
DEDICATION -- This work would not have been
possible without the encouragement and support of
my biggest fan, a young man I now consider to be my
best friend. So, Ian -- "Dillan's Magic" is for you.
PART ONE
Dr. Alex Taylor nearly missed his cell phone ringing
on the nightstand. It had been set to vibrate, as it
normally is, and had it not scurried across the surface
and fallen off, striking the metal bed-frame on its
drop to the floor, he might never have noticed.
"Dammit, what now?" he groaned.
While groping around on the carpet for his wayward
phone, Alex became awake enough to realize that his
companion for the past twenty years, Dillan Kinston,
wasn't lying beside him, a work-related training
seminar having taken him out of town for the past four
days. His returning flight was scheduled to arrive late
this evening and, since he'd left his car at the airport
garage, Alex was expecting him home sometime in
the early morning hours.
Perhaps this unwelcome late-night interruption was
Dillan calling to inform him of some delay.
"Hello," Alex spoke into his mobile, sounding every
bit as groggy as he felt.
"Yes, I'm trying to contact Dr. Alex Taylor."
"Speaking..."
"This is the emergency room at Ashton Memorial
Hospital. We've admitted a Dillan Kinston this
evening and you were listed as his emergency
contact."
"What happened?" questioned Alex as he bolted from
the bed, immediately alert and already searching for
something to wear, even as he continued this
conversation.
"He was involved in a car accident near the airport.
He sustained multiple injuries but our biggest
concern is internal bleeding."
"What's his current status?" asked Alex, his growing
panic already evident in his tone.
"He's conscious but we have him listed in critical
condition. We have a surgeon on route to address the
internal bleeding and we're trying to prep him for
surgery but he's demanding to see you first."
"Damn stubborn fool!" Alex cursed into the phone.
"Listen, I'm on my way but if the surgical team is
ready to proceed before I get there, do it - I don't care
what he's saying. I'm also his medical proxy and I'm
not going to let him die just because he wants to have
a damn chat! I'll bring the paperwork with me. Do
you understand? You have my authorization to take
whatever steps are necessary to treat him."
"We'll do everything we can."
"I'll be there as soon as possible."
Alex, already dressed, placed the phone in his pocket
and grabbed his keys from the table after locating
their legal documents. Feeling shell-shocked from
this sudden onslaught of stress, he almost forgot to
lock the door behind him as he exited their home.
"Hang on, Dillan. I'm coming...I'm coming," he
whispered frantically as he sprinted to the car, his
mind swirling with images of the first time he met the
man that had come to mean this much to him over
these many years...
CHAPTER ONE -- SKATERBOY ROOMMATE
TWENTY YEARS EARLIER
The doorbell rang at 5:53 PM, which was

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