Friday, 3 August 2012

[Flash Fic Friday] Sydney and Frank

The sun broke through the slight slits in the curtains and Frank rolled over to bury his face into Sydney's neck. The warmth of his lover's skin caused him to moan, his cock to jerk to life and every part of his body to throb so beautifully. He caressed a hand down Sydney's chest, allowing his fingers to ripple over the perfect abs and before caressing inside Sydney's belly button with his pinky.  His lover moaned and shifted.

"Morning," Frank whispered, climbing over Sydney and kissing his reply from his body. "I want it."

Sydney laughed softly, tangling his arms around Frank's neck. "Breakfast in bed? I can do that."

Rolling over, Frank allowed Sydney to take control.  He slid upward, pulling his knees beneath his naked frame causing his ass to stick out.  He felt it the moment his cheeks spread with his position for the cool breeze from the air conditioner washed over his hot hole. 

"You get to chose, Frank," Sydney leaned over Frank to whisper against his ear before biting the lobe.  

Frank whimpered.

"My tongue, or my cock." 

Friday, 27 July 2012

[Flash Fic Friday] Lt Kolby Samuels and Dirk

Lt. Kolby Samuels walked out of the bathroom and into the master bedroom where Dirk said he could stay while he was home.

"I can't thank you enough for letting me stay here," he said, bending over to grab his pants.  He pulled it up, over the jockstrap he wore. When he turned around, he notice Dirk was staring quite intently out the window. "What's wrong? did you change your mind?"

"No..." Dirk cleared his throat. "I didn't change my mind. You're always welcome here. Just...Keep your pants on when I'm in the room, okay?"



Kolby nodded. "Alright."

Dirk left him then and Kolby watched the door close silently.  Dirk had never had a problem before. He used to walk around naked with Dirk sitting on the bed reading a magazine when they were teenagers and nothing went wrong, no freak out, no asking him to put pants on.  He left the room, walking down the hall and barging into Dirk's bedroom to ask him what gives.  What he saw, left his mouth watering and his whole body trembling.

Silently, he walked over to the bed, eased himself between Dirk's knees.  He locked eyes with his long time friend and pushed Dirk's hand away from the caramel dick he'd been stroking then ever so lightly, pulled his mouth down over it.

Wednesday, 25 July 2012

The Mantastic Baby Flash Fic Contest!

AND THE WINNER IS .... Man-tastic Flash Fic - Tom Webb - FF-01

Congratulations Tom Web

The clamoring of armed men let him know there was no way he'd be able to escape through the gate, especially carrying Jason. If only he had time to get word to the mage, but that regret wouldn't get them back to Cardonis.

Gabriel pulled Jason back over his shoulder and melded into the shadows. Moving slower than he wished, he eventually made his way to the stables. This time of night, no one would be there. It was only a matter of saddling a horse and keeping the beast quiet, and he was ready to make their escape.

Mounting the stallion, he pulled Jason on behind him. The man seemed to be stirring, which was both good and bad. He could bring unwanted attention should he make too much noise. The quicker he got them away, the better.

Luck was with them, and the side entrance to the keep was blessedly unguarded. Gabriel guided the mount off the cobblestone path and moved into the treeline. The horse was surefooted, and even in the dim light of the moon through the trees, he was able to put distance between the castle and Jason.

The mission was a mixed bag of success and failure. While Jason was able to get the information they needed to counter the upcoming attack, the price he paid...Gabriel didn't want to think about that. He had to get his lover examined to make sure the antidote to the poison was effective.

If something happened to Jason, he would take Castle Domina apart stone by stone to get to Ranier and mete out his vengeance.

His thoughts dark, Gabriel almost missed the tightening of arms around his waist. Almost. Soft lips caressed the back of his neck, and all thoughts of the Dark left his mind. 

Sunday, 22 July 2012

First Flash Fic Friday!

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Voting ends on July 25th, 2012...Oh and PS: Yes you can pass this on! We need as many people to vote as possible. 


Friday, 20 July 2012

[Flash Fic Friday] Cos and Dante

Cos stretched his legs out before him and closed his eyes.  It was a long day. Physio had gone well but it was painful.  He was thirsty but he didn't want to wake Dante.  Ever since he was shot in the line of duty four months before, Dante has been nothing but helpful; to the point of exhaustion.  His hip was stiff already, leaving him cringing with each movement. Still he sat there, eyes closed trying desperately to wish away the throbbing in the hip.

"You're in pain," Dante's voice was soft.  He sat beside Cos and caresed the tattoo against his left shoulder. "You should tell me when you're in pain."

Cos smile, shivering at the caress. "I didn't want to wake you," he inhaled. "You've done so much already and you were finally sleeping."

Dante laughed. "What do you need?"



Cos smiled. "Water...."

"And your hip?"

"Stiff and throbbing but I'll be fine."

"Okay," Dante said, standing. "I'll grab you some water."

Cos watched him leave the room and felt so useless. Just months ago he was a cop--detective and with one stupid move, he had a bullet in his hip and limping around.  For a while he couldn't shower himself. That was the lowest of the low.

Footsteps pulling him from his thoughts. Dante smiled and handed him a water bottle.

"I told you not to worry about this. I would do anything for you...."

Friday, 13 July 2012

[Flash Fic Friday] Vlad and Mack

Vlad stuck his hand into the locker and pulled out his badge.  He could not believe Mack busted him back down to uniform--and for what? Because Mack was to fucking hard up to take a joke? Shit, Mack definitely needed to get laid.  Jamming the badge against the front of his shirt he stuck the flashlight into the holder, checked his gun before shoving it into the holster on his hip and reached for his jacket.

He'd just slammed the locker shut when he was grabbed from behind and shoved face first into the locker. He grunted from the force of the hit then anger surged through him like a pile driver.  He pushed to fight back but hot breath caught him against the side of the face.

"You want to play games, Vlad?" Mack's voice was hard, rough and turned him on.

"So you take my badge?" Vlad asked. Pushing back but was only rewarded when the beef-cake of a man drove him into the lover again and palmed his ass.

"You wanted me to take this ass, right?" Mack wanted to know, spanking and squeezing Vlad's ass cheeks.

All thoughts of fighting left him with each stinging blow. "Shit Mack! We can't do this here!"

"Why the fuck not? You love PDA, don't you?"

"Knock it off," Vlad lurched backward and Mack released him.  Turning around, he took a breath and held it to still his rapidly rising and falling shoulders. "As much I'd like to fuck you till your brain pop out of your head, I don't trust you. So go fuck yourself."

Friday, 6 July 2012

Flash Fic Friday] Kiro and Shane

I never saw myself as sexy. Sure I went to the gym religiously, and ate healthy. But I never saw myself as a man other men could fall in love with--especially a man like Shane.  I sit across from him everyday, watching the smoothness of his dark skin, the heated brown of his eyes and the full perfection of his lips.  I yearn for him daily, pinned for him nightly, and touched myself to him every chance I got. Each time he looked at me I could feel myself dripping in my boxers. It took every strength I had not to dive over the boardroom desk and take what I want.

Damn the laws.

Damn the work place ethics and their committees.

Damn every good sense I've ever listened to.

But I am afraid--ashamed of my thoughts and vulgarity.

 My friends all called me a fool, for they said a black man would never love me.  They told me of the stereotype they had for Asian men--we had small dicks.  Shows you how much they know.