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The President's Son Ch. 06

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

At the Pentagon, the Secretary of the Navy, Alan Freeman, sat in his office with a file on his desk. It had been sitting there for two weeks, needing his attention. Normally, such a file would never cross his desk. Don't ask, don't tell could and would be handled on the local level. A base commander, ship's captains, anyone but Admiral Alan Freeman; and yet,...

The President's Son Ch. 05

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

James sat in the corner of his cell, aching, tired, scared, and let the darkness envelope him. They had left him alone for an hour, not enough to really rest, but at least he was no longer being hurt. At random moments, his muscles would twitch and spasm. The cold in the room didn't help matters either. The bastards had Alec down the hall, doing who knew wha...

The President's Son Ch. 04

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

The rocking of the plane was starting to annoy James. He had an iron stomach and motion sickness never usually fazed him, but, with the pain in his shoulder and the chloroform, he started feeling nauseous. And to top it off, it was very cold and getting colder. Through the lit cabin, he couldn't see anything but darkness outside the windows, but he did catch...

The President's Son Ch. 03

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

The drills had been run several times, at various times of day. Once clear of the base's gates, it would take the driver approximately thirty minutes to reach the cove where the modified seaplane was kept. Losing a man hadn't been part of the plan. Captain McNeely was a crack shot, that hadn't been in his file. Paul Johansen slapped his hand against the van'...

The President's Son Ch. 02

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

James sat in his car, looking up at the old brownstone building in which Malcolm lived and wondered just what the hell he was doing. He'd spent half the afternoon wondering what he should wear. He spent a good ten minutes trying to decide if he should wear cologne or not. If he were given the task of mapping out an underwater course through the Philippines w...

The President's Son Ch. 01

by DWSimon on Sep 19, 2017
Gay Male

It was Christmas Eve, nearly midnight when the couple settled into their bed for the night. They had tucked in the grandchildren with kisses and promises of presents tomorrow. Their excited bodies refused sleep, until grandma sang softly to them and watched them drift to sleep. There was a game of pool set up for the brothers and brothers-in-law, the four of...

El Presidente

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

"Mr. Winterberry wants to see you in the back cabin, Paulo." Paulo Pulido unbuckled his seatbelt and gave a sigh. He was pretty sure he knew what came next. At least, though, perhaps the head of the Agency's special unit, informally known as the candy store, might shed some light on where they were going and why. At the moment they were approaching altitude...

Yes, Mr. Vice President

by newpaulman on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

"So your government is confident you can make this work, even when it's a coalition of coalitions?" "We are perfectly confident." That was me wrapping up an interview with the vice president of West Livia. He was a big, strongly built black man, as dark-skinned as I had ever seen and a widely-feared figure. He had once been the leader of a rebel group duri...

A Mole in the House Ch. 08

by jayjayk on Sep 16, 2017
Gay Male

~*~*~ Good things come to those that wait ~*~*~ "...to recap what we know so far...at 9pm eastern standard time the President had just taken the stage to give the keynote address when a Secret Service agent ran onto the stage yelling 'Bomb'. He grabbed the President, pushing him away from the podium at the exact moment the bomb went off...the President HAS...

Justin's Jock

by Ken Nitsua on Aug 30, 2017
Gay Male

All senior year I was in love with Justin Belisario. He was the class president, quarterback of the football team, and one of the best-looking guys in school. Me, I was a nobody--a skinny wimp. I ran cross-country, the refuge for boys who couldn't get on the cool sports teams. It was just my luck that we were in the same gym class. Back then after working...