Eric reached up and wiped away another tear with his thumb, smearing the salty water across his cheekbone. He felt like he had been crying for days with no reason, no explanation, no real justification. But then, he had a reason, had an explanation, had a justification. He felt as though all structure had been sucked from his life once ( Read more... )

Like most all athletes, swimmers are divided up by their specialties. First, there are those who swim open water and those who swim in a pool. Then, among those who swim in the pool, there are the long distance swimmers, the middle distance swimmers, and the sprinters. Then, among those who swim the long distances, the middle distances, and the ( Read more... )

There is an unspoken rule in swimming: when it comes to dating, do not date someone who is in the same club and who swims the same stroke. Eric just wished that someone would have told him that unspoken rule when he moved to Texas and started dating Brendan Hansen.

Brendan had been the entire reason that Eric had moved to Austin; with the way that ( Read more... )

Eric groaned and collapsed back onto his dorm room bed, rubbing his eyes. He glanced over to where a digital clock sat on his desk and let out a sigh. This was his third night in a row to stay up until at least 2 o'clock AM and it was beginning to wear on him. He turned his face towards the ceiling and let out a breath before pushing himself back ( Read more... )

Eric still wasn’t sure his he had convinced a perfectly straight man to return to his apartment with him. Wrong, he thought. He knew exactly how he had convinced a perfectly straight man to return to his apartment with him: the promise of free booze and a couch to crash on. He had given thought to them getting drunk, but he had never once thought ( Read more... )

“I need a drink,” Lance groaned as he all but slammed his forehead into his crossed arms on the table. “A very stiff one.”

Eric just had to laugh softly. He loosened his tie and shook his head. “But haven’t you already had… a few drinks?” he asked, not sure if he should question Lance Armstrong about anything.

“Cocktails are not equal to ( Read more... )

Fic: Seven

Author: dorianslover

Rating: R

Pairing: Ian Crocker/Eric Shanteau; Eric Shanteau/???

Warnings: self-injury

Disclaimer: none of this happened; don't own the boys; the usual.

Summery: Ian's boyfriend is beautiful. Ian's boyfriend is stunning. Ian's boyfriend is absent and Ian looks for Eric at the end of a razor blade.

A/N: This is written in an ( Read more... )

Fic: The Wait

Author: dorianslover

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: D. Lochte/Phelps

Song: The Chipmunk Song (Christmas Don't Be Late) [DeeTown Rock Mix]--Alvin & The Chipmunks

Disclaimer: none of this happened; don't claim the boys; the usual.

Summery: Devon Lochte has firmly convinced himself that if he stares at the jewelry box-shaped present under the tree ( Read more... )

Title: Winter

Author: dorianslover

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: Ian Crocker/Eric Shanteau

Song: "Silent Night"-- Sarah McLachlan

Disclaimer: Don't own the boys; none of this happened.The usual.

Summery: "It's just a case of the winter blues."

( All is calm, all is bright; Sleep in heavenly peace. )

Title: This Christmas Day

Author: dorianslover

Rating: PG-13

Pairing: ES/AP

Song: "This Christmas Day"-- Trans-Siberian Orchestra

Disclaimer: Don't own the boys, none of this happened, the usual.

Summery: Eric wasn't invited to Duel In The Pool, while lover Aaron was ( Read more... )