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Gay/Lesbian/Bi
Publisher: Siren-BookStrand
Type: Fiction
Pages: 115
Copyright: 2012
ISBN-13: 9781619266599
Price: $4.50 (eBook)
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The Sheik was a shadow, a black suit, a terror on a motorcycle, a ghost that haunted the dirty streets of the ghetto. With a cop’s badge on his chest, and a Harley beneath him, his job was to rid the streets of crime. He busted every dealer, every prostitution ring, and every back alley gambling ring until he finally owned the streets. His real name was Johnny Pirelli, and in another life he was daredevil stunt rider, Johnny Blaze. And then one night Johnny found a kid he thought was worth saving. That kid’s name was Blondie Lister, a street punk with blue eyes, and a smart mouth, who, if he took just one more step, would end up on death row. That night, in the midst of graffiti, gangs, and danger, the ghetto cop, and the smart-mouthed street punk fell in love—beneath the blade of a knife.
Excerpt
Oh, my God, what am I doing? The Sheik thought as he looked down at Blondie. At the one person who could take him to soaring heights—and destroy his dreams too easily. What was this little street punk thinking? He knew now that he couldn’t, or wouldn’t kill him, so why not make a fool out of him? He moved to get up, but Blondie held him. “Oh, God, don’t stop now, Sheik.”
“Why are you doing this?”
“Doing what? Don’t forget you’re the one who brought me here tonight.”
“To get fucked? I don’t think so.”
“ Don’t tell me you don’t want to fuck. I know you do.”
“All right, so I do. But after that what?” The Sheik reached over and wiped a little blood off Blondie’s neck where he had pierced him with the knife, and showed it to him. “Look at this. We’ll be fucking with a damned knife in our bed. Makes for strange bedfellows, wouldn’t you say? But maybe you’re not worried about that.”
“Hell no, I ain’t worried about it. And I’m surprised that you are. If normal is what you want, you ain’t getting’ it here, Sheik. Nothin’ about this night is normal. Nothin’ about this town in normal. Nothin’ about the people that live here is normal. Especially a gang of killers that want you dead.”
“Okay, so what’ll they do to you if you come back without my heart in your hand?” He looked at his face through the shadows, and the messy blond hair that looked like a neon sign in the dark. “Or maybe after we fuck together, you’ll finish the job then. Right?”
“I can’t do it, and you know it.”
“I don’t know any such thing.”
“Look, I don’t know what’ll happen to me, but one thing I do know about myself is, I’m not a killer. I don’t intend to kill you, or anyone else. I guess I never did. Hell, I’ll just have to take my chances.”
Now, as he looked down into Blondie’s baby blue eyes, he felt the wildest passion he’d ever known. God, how he wanted him. Now. At that moment. He had to have this little punk while it was dark. To hide where no one could see his sin. Swimming deep in passion, he began sensuously rubbing Blondie’s chest, feeling the contours of the sturdy body that had surrendered to him.
At that point he gave in.
He had to fuck him. Just once. He had to plunge his cock into this kid so deep it would put out the fire that burned inside him, or he would die. “Oh, God, Blondie” he moaned, his name coming out as both a warning and a plea. But it didn’t keep him from quickly opening Blondie’s thighs and finding his hole. While he leaned down and suckled his nipples and kissed his chest, he pushed himself into his tightness. The silence in the room was suddenly filled with sounds of passion as he pushed his cock in and out, over and over again, savoring the heaven he was creating. The electric sensations began and melted into another sensation—a bigger, hotter, and more vivid feeling that raced hot and heavy for that ultimate release.
He could feel Blondie clinging to him, his legs up close to his shoulders, and their bodies bucking together as if they were one. He reached between them and found Blondie’s cock and began a slow, but firm massage, feeling him get harder and harder. The more passionate he became, the more his hips pushed and jumped, causing him to plunge in as far as he could. Their flesh slapped together, the erotic sound urging them on toward that final release. By now they were going so fast and furious, just before they burst, Johnny heard a thump.
As the two lay there exhausted, Johnny looked and found that the knife had fallen, the point piercing the hardwood floor and the handle waving back and forth erratically.
He felt a chill and wondered if it was a bad omen.
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