Cobalt Blue 3 - Halloween Special The tall, muscular man walked imperiously through the throng of revellers at the night's party. He was both aware of and immune to the admiring glances that both sexes sent his way. He stood a couple of inches over six feet tall and his muscular frame was well displayed by the immaculate tuxedo he wore that evening. He fill...
Silver 3: The Monster Inside Pelaam: June 2007. * The twin suns blazed their heat on the figures reclining on soft silvery sand. A cloth canopy had been set up for those whose skins were in danger of burning easily and needed the shade. A powerful male, with eyes as blue as the cloud free sky and hair the colour of both sun-baked and sea-kissed sand, smil...
Hardesty wasn't in the best of moods when he got to the precinct, and the guys and gals there didn't help it any—as he knew they wouldn't. "Had a hard night?" he was greeted at the door, accompanied by a snigger. "Found it hard to get to work today, Hardesty?" boomed a voice from one end of the vice squad room. "Hard morning, Hardesty?" another voice chim...
It was difficult to tell that they were even engaging in clouds and rain. The rice merchant was perhaps Xiu's most refined client. He was a connoisseur of the tea ceremony, and anyone passing by the chamber would have thought that this was all the merchant Fu Yang and the young jinan—male prostitute—were doing: drinking tea and having an intimate moment. An...
Chapter synopsis: While Chase loses his property and his dignity, our narrator takes possession of his new condo and his new boy. *********** The movers arrived bright and early. I had just awoken from a pleasant sleep, dreaming all night of how I could punish Chase next. I felt refreshed and empowered once more. It was that same sense of certainty that ga...
Published in Stallions and Other Studs, Scott O'Hara (ed), 1995 Posted to Internet circa: Sat, 20 Dec 1997 [Usenet] Stored on The Nifty Archives * * * * * The band plays on the stage. The air is blue with smoke, hot, and reeks of Miller and Budweiser. The kids cluster round the stage. The typical crowd -- jeans-clad, long haired, leather-jacketed, tatt...
Moments of tenderness are few inside a male prison institution. That is not because Jails have an insufficiency of love, compassion, companionship and many other things we take for granted when we are cared for. It is a gross oversimplification of a massively complex psychological maze, more because there is so much need, that care must be shared among so ma...
The humour was infectious. Not that it was a funny book, just that the way the story was told tickled Grant just right. And he was, he realized belatedly, stroking himself off as he imagined fucking the book's hero, Robert. It was the tenth Robert book and also the latest one, fresh off the press. Grant had only discovered them 18 months before so the time...
"I have a cabin up near Jefferson City, on the Missouri River. I'm going up there the week after next. I thought you might like go with me. I'd give you the time off. Fishing and hiking in the hills and . . . you know . . ." Yes, Martin knew what John Shield, the owner and manager of Shield's Hotel in Willow Grove, Missouri, meant by the "you know." He was...
For several days in the Tripoli harbor fortress prison cell, Billy and Adam were unchained to crouch on the floor to eat two mean meals a day and to go to a small, outside walled enclosure near the cell to piss, defecate, and stretch their legs. Drinking water was brought to them periodically throughout the day, mostly by the men who arrived to fuck them. A...