[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." 

[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?"


"Um..."


"Please."


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.

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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. 

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. 


Ry

[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?"

"Dante..."

"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...."

[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."

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.

[Flash Fic Friday] Yeong

"Why do you come to stand before me? You were cursed to live a life in hell you have created."


Yeong rose, lifted his head, his blond hair falling over his eyes.  He tugged at the chains binding him and took a breath. "I asked not for me, but for the one man who's ever meant anything to me.  I hear his cries at nights. I feel his tears fall down like raindrops from the heavens. It breaks my heart."


"But you are dead, Yeong. you have no heart."


"Then why does it hurt so deeply? Please...I beg of you."


"You? Beg? Why does this man means so much to you?"


Yeong wasn't quite sure of the answer to that question.  If it was up to him, he would stay in the hole he'd been cast due to his deep urge for vengeance on those who would wipe his family off the face of the earth.


"We demand an answer."


The voice boomed at him, causing his head to throb from the loudness of it.


"He loved me first...."

[Flash Fic Friday] Andreas and Taye

Taye sat on the bench in the locker room and focused on his wraps. He wasn't about to get into another argument with Andreas.  They had one a day it seemed lately and quite frankly he was getting really tired of them.

"Did you hear me?" Andreas questioned.

Taye pushed some air out his mouth and gave the end of the wrap and healthy tug. "I fucking heard you. Why is it the same shit with you over and over?"

"Because you always sit there with that same look on your face!" Andreas snapped. "I have no idea what's the matter with you. Lately you've been acting like I pissed in your bloody coffee or some shit..."

Taye jerked from his seat and slammed his locker so hard, Andreas snapped up even though his angry blue eyes never left Taye.

"That's precisely what I'm talking about!" Taye said. His voice was cooler than he ever remembered it.  He ignored the wrap on his hand for a moment and locked eyes with Andreas. "You bring this shit up right before one of my fights--always. It never ends with you! If its not one drama its another! I can't take this. You're messing with my game now."

"What are you trying to say?"

Taye, grabbed his water bottle and kicked his runners under the bench.  Snapping the lock close on his locker, he turned to give Andreas one final look. "You're the genius--you figure it out."

He left Andreas standing there.

[Flash Fic Friday] Thassos and King Cyamese

Thassos stood against the wall, watching King Cyamese pace the cell like a caged rat.  He wondered why the man was truly there but said naught.  Every inch of him was on high alert. He was aroused by the long haired, pristine clean man before him and he felt disgusted with himself.

This man holds your freedom in his hands. You hate him, remember?


"You have refused your freedom. Why is that?" Cyamese questioned, stopping long enough to peer at Thassos.

"I do not wish to give you a reason," Thassos replied.

"Yes. I am your king! You have to!" The man thundered. "You answer to me and no one else!"

Thassos didn't move, nor did he flinch at the man's obvious anger at being denied. "You are my king, your highness but you are a mere man. I do not answer to you."

"I can make it so that you are beheaded.  Fed to the ravenous beast of Belsar without so much as a second thought. Have you considered that?"

Thassos tilted his head. "You can do all those things, but you will not."

"And what makes you so certain of my course of action in this matter?" King Cyamese took a step toward the enslaved fighter and locked eyes with him.

Thassos smirked ever so slightly and bowed his head, not in a servant to a master way, but in a way that told of a secret to be told. "Because, your highness. I have seen the way you watch me.  Thine eyes tell of more than a mere master watching a slave."

"I know not of what you are prattling about." The king swung away.

Thassos took a breath. "You wish to taste of my body like lovers do. You wish to touch me, to feel my member pulsate within you. You are king. You are a master. You are most high and yet, you wish to bed me."

The King swung to face him again but quickly hurried from the cell slamming it shut behind him and shouting for the guards to lock the gates.

Thassos merely laughed.

[Flash Fic Friday] Danny and Marcus

Danny stared out the window at Marcus carrying the piece of fence over one shoulder.  Every muscle in the man's body twitched and danced so rhythmically, all he could do was press his nose closer to the glass and panted.  His hot breath fogged up the window and he rubbed a large fist to clear it.  He jammed his nose against it again, breathing through his mouth so the air hit the floor than the glass.  Years of playing football left Marcus built in every perfect way.
A sliver of saliva escaped Danny's lips. He moaned and boxed a hand against his chin to get the excess while using his free hand to twist his clothed nipples violently--just the way Marcus did the night before.  He whimpered.
"Marcus...."
Tapping on the window, Danny waited until Marcus looked up before smiling and running a hand over his abs.  He watched a smile trickled across Marcus' face before allowing the hand to slide lower. He unbuckled his pants, pushing them to his ankles and stroked his boxer covered, aroused cock while staring down at his lover. They'd only slept together once but Danny was no fool.  Marcus had a wild, passionate side about him--it was raw, rough and just so damned sexy. Thinking about it caused his dick to throb in his hand.  Marcus took a step forward, and Danny held up a hand before turning his back to the window and sticking his ass out.  He hoped it told Marcus precisely what he wanted.

Morning Cup-a Joe

So this morning, Remmy and I had a conversation, I think she was still asleep but yeah it was about what would happen to this man if he was ours. So, we both agreed we would ban clothes. So he would never EVER be able to wear clothes...EVER....and he would never EVER leave our bed. We agreed there.  We are also in accord when we said he would be licked, fondled, ridden, gropes, stroke, caress--minutely... 


What we couldn't agree on is whether or not he would work well as a firefighter or as doctor....


Remmy says he's a lil thick to be a firefighter but I say he would make a perfect fireman. His muscles make  him lighter and be able to move-run faster...If my doctor walked through the door and looks like this...who here would bail me out of jail!! 


Hugs and have a Man-Tastic Day!
Ryu

Going Back for Sam

Title:  Going Back for Sam
Length:  Short Story
Authors:  Remmy Duchene & Ryu Takahashii
Genre: Erotic, Romance, Reunion, Interracial, Blasian

Iro Kazumi has the honour of being one of Kaller Hill Academy's first alumni.  He attended the high school for Gay boys because he came out to his parents at ten. But because he went to an all gay school doesn't mean he had to date there.  In fact, he stayed single the whole four years he attended. Still, he had eyes for Samuel Archer, a sexy Chocolate Adonis who played on the hockey team.  Iro swore he would tell Samuel how he felt on the night of their prom--only Sam didn't go to prom but was drafted by the Toronto Red Tails as their first base player. Yeas later, Kaller Hill is having a reunion for their first graduating class, and Business Tycoon Iro Kazumi is going back for his man.

Samuel Archer is on top of the world in his baseball career.  Though he's been traded a few times, he finds himself home again with the Toronto Red Tails. When he gets the invitation to his high school reunion, he doesn't want to go back. After talking to his father, Samuel found himself on a private jet back to Kaller Hill and into the path of the one boy he couldn't have...Iro Kazumi.

International Love

Hey All, 


So the other day I was on the streetcar. No particular reason. I just left the Greyhound bus terminal and all I had to do was walk over to Bay Street and then walk, not even a block, to Young and Dundas I have no idea why I chose to take the street car when I had NO idea where I was going. I just figured we would crash into a subway station sooner or later. I mean its Toronto. Downtown Toronto there's a subway station on every corner--I kid you not. They are like Tim Hortons. Anyways, so I was people watching as usual. I tend to do that a lot. 


I noticed the guy before me was staring really hard out the window.  Me, being inquisitive, looked out to see what he could possibly be so taken in by with such a look of disdain on his  on his face. Across the street was a man, a woman and their baby in a stroller. The man was black, the woman was white and the baby, well you can guess.


I got so disgusted by the man staring at them. I mean are you kidding? This joker was disgusted by two people in love? Who gives a crap what the colour of their skins were? I couldn't believe it.  


Anyways, here's Pitbul and Chris Brown singing a song I truly believe in lol. International Love baby!


  

Have a Man-Tastic day baby!
Remmy Duchene

Let's do DUET!!!

Ryu sits alone in living room with laptop on the desk across from the window.  Outside the condo, a siren blared by, followed by a horn, then regular traffic due to the open window.  Remmy had pouted, turned off the A/C and opened it.  She hates the artificial stuff when it's not boiling outside. Inside, the condo is quiet except for Remmy fussing around in the kitchen, periodically shouting "You call this food?"  and "When was the last time you cooked in this place?" just before a crash, the dog bolted into the living room and a resounding "Son of a bitch!" echoed from the kitchen.

Remmy had crashed into the overhead hanging pots again.

Remmy walks in and peers over Ryu's shoulder. 

Remmy:  Dude, really?? Let's duet? *rolls eyes and pushes Ryu out of the way to delete title*

Ryu:        Would you live a little? *pushes Remmy out of the way and re-types title*

Remmy:  *Sits in sofa and reaches for Ryu's Potato chips--stuffs hand in and pulls out some* Corny as hell. What are we blogging about anyways?

Ryu:      Why don't we start with how we met? *turns to look at Remmy then turns back to screen* Okay...so it was about three years ago? Remmy was walking in the PRIDE parade over here in Toronto.  I mean this thing is HUGE! People come from all over the world to walk in this thing. She was wearing these leggings and a top that tied around her neck and dark shades.  I mean this girl was curvy in all the right places--and me being bi had to notice! I mean what guy wouldn't?

Remmy:   Ry thinks am seeeeexy! *dances around room*

Ryu:         *tries to ignore Remmy's dancing and continues to type* I remember thinking--there is not a gay bone in her body. But still I walked close to her with my boyfriend at the time.  She was there with another friend.  And the two were hugging people and laughing.  My boyfriend at the time said I should give her a hug and she had this smile that just made me readily walk over for my hug.  We started talking.  She introduced herself as her real name. I guess she probably thought I'd be weird about it but anyways we exchanged business cards and as dumb luck would have it, I lost her and her friend in the crowd.

Remmy:  That sucked. It got worse when I lost his card. I mean could you believe that shit? I swear if it wasn't for bad luck I would have no luck at all. I gave up on ever finding the card and a month went by. Then one day I logged into my private facebook and there was an invite from a Ryu Takahashi.  I stared at it for a while before clicking on the name and the guy had his fb private! I would have to accept him to figure out who it was.  I wasn't going to message him and say "um...excuse me, but who are you?"

Ryu:         How could you have forgotten all this yummy goodness? Wait....Who's that chocolate-ie goodness?

Remmy:    *rolls eyes* Stop being a nerd. *smirks*  That is some model I found.  Jade wanted some loving so I send him over to her place.  Anyways I added him and he didn't turn out to be a weirdo.  We talked over facebook chat for a bit and one night invited him out to my favorite restaurant, Moxies for a couple of drinks with me and my friend.

Ryu:      I never understood why you love that place so much. The waitresses never wear real clothes and the music...ugh horrible.

Remmy:  Good food is good food.

Ryu:       We spent the next few hours just chatting, getting to know each other and found out she was Remmy.  I had questions! I mean I read "All He Wants for Christmas" and I wanted to know why that story wasn't longer. And what was up with the short stuff in "Caribbean Heat"? Remmy blinked and stared at me with this blank, then incredulous stare I've gotten used to when she's shocked about something.  I took a dramatic breath and demanded longer works. lol.

Remmy:    Yah, like because he has a penis he's the boss of me.

Ryu:        That's right baby, I gots da penis!

Remmy: *kicks the back of Ryu's chair* Perv *laughs* Anyways, over the years we've gotten to be close. Though half the time he's half way around the world we still manage to start a few writing gigs together and run the Kool Queer Lit. Its not always easy but we've been making it work.

Ryu:     Yeah, Remmy-kins here is a diva!

Remmy: Am not!

Ryu:      Are too!

Remmy:   Am no....Oh for crying out loud! All we're trying to say is this, we hope our friendship inspires us to write many, many stories together.

Ryu:     And we also hope that our stories inspire our friendship for many more years to come.

Remmy:  You can be a total sweetheart.

Ryu:  *blushes and sits beside Remmy on the couch*

Remmy: Did you just called me Remmy-kins?

Ryu:       I admit nothing!

Remmy:  I knew that line was going to come back to bite me!

Hugs and have a MAN-tastic day!
Remmy and Ry