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He enjoyed nothing more in life than sharing a stage with him - following every move, watching for subtle cues, marveling at the view... It was the best job in the world, worth the time away from home to watch him perform.

He cursed his drum kit, anchoring him to one spot while they joined him at the mike, pressing close as the crowd roared. How jealous he was of Nils, Clarence, Steve, Patty...especially Patty.

He wanted that body, their lips and eyes meeting, his hands on those narrow hips...

Bruce looked up at him, smiling. It was nearly enough.