ext_52957 ([identity profile] doylebaby.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] crack_van2005-08-04 04:46 pm

The Third Friday of October by Dana Austin Marsh (NC-17)

Fandom: The Professionals
Pairing: Bodie/Doyle, Doyle/Other F
Author on LJ: unknown
Author Website: unknown
Why this must be read:

This is a wonderful story, which takes you on an emotional rollercoaster ride.

The story starts in 1981. Doyle has married and left CI5. After his wedding he has never seen Bodie again. Bodie has severed all contact, without telling Doyle why. Running into Bodie again when he goes on a fishing trip, Doyle demands that Bodie tells him why he disappeared from his life.

Bodie admits loving Doyle and he couldn't cope with being just friends. After a weekend full of loving, they both have to return to there every day life. They agree to meet every third Friday in October.

The story finishes in 1990, with not only a believeble description of a 'once a year' meeting, but also the difficulties living without each other and being a loving husband and a dedicated agent.



To give Bodie his due, he tried to hang on to his integrity, but honour was no match for a determined Ray Doyle. Words of caution trapped in his throat emerged as a moan of surrender, as Bodie opened himself to the magic of his personal sorcerer. He rallied long enough when kiss-swollen lips left his to once again try to protect Doyle from his own nature.

He stood passively as Doyle began to undress him, a soft moan the only sound to escape him when Doyle went to his knees to remove shoes and socks and the battered cheek pressed for a moment to Bodie's aroused cock.

...

Up to now, he had felt guilty for cheating on his wife that October weekend with Bodie. Recently, however, his guilt had been compounded by the fact that he wanted to do it again.
...
Right where he'd wanted to be for a year and had never hoped to be again, Bodie took shameless advantage of his greater strength to jam his thrusting body against an equally enthusiastic one. With both hands tangled in soft curls, he devoured the perfect lips in unashamed hunger.

Lust giving him uncommon strength, Doyle dragged his lips free long enough to make a desperate demand. "Off!" he gasped before his mouth was once again filled with a demanding tongue.
...

Bodie propped himself up on an elbow to look down into the face of the man he loved. "Sure I do, sunshine. Going to say you wanted us to see each other in Town, and the answer is no. I won't be your piece on the side."



The Third Friday of October

[identity profile] kiwisue.livejournal.com 2005-08-05 10:56 am (UTC)(link)
Good Rec. I had it on my "maybe" list last month. I think that to get the most out of it, you have to know the play "Same Time, Next Year". A boyfriend was in a semiprofessional production of it when I was much younger, and it kinda stuck with me. Tthe Alan Alda film version was a bit too sentimental for me (lacking the edge I think it needs). This story catches the nuances well, even if the scenarios are different.

Thanks

(Anonymous) 2005-08-05 11:02 am (UTC)(link)
Another favourite of mine, too. Thanks for this. (pb)

awesome rec

[identity profile] laceymcbain.livejournal.com 2005-08-05 06:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Great story. It really captured the ups and downs of a lifetime, and honestly my heart stopped a little at the end. *G* Thanks for rec'cing this.

[identity profile] the-cornettist.livejournal.com 2005-08-29 07:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks for reccing this story. Good to see that they can overcome all the odds, even if some are truly heartbreaking.