STORY EXCERPT

“There has to be something better than this.” Talking to himself, Tangee ate a bowl of cereal and looked around to make sure everything he needed was waiting for him by the door. Setting the bowl in the sink, he rushed out of his apartment, having to come back to lock it.

Why, on a day he was running late, like almost every day, was the bus late? Tangee wanted to scream at the top of his lungs at the injustice of the world. He knew he was spreading himself thin, but what else could he do? He always told himself he was young and could handle it, but lately he wasn’t so sure. Days like today made him want to just walk away from it all, but to where?

“Sorry, Mark.” Tangee huffed as he ran into work. Thank goodness no one was in the shop.

He didn’t need a repeat of yesterday’s money loss.

“No prob. Set up for me. I have someone coming in a half hour.” Mark set off to the office in the back.

Tangee pulled out the equipment Mark would need. The several colors of ink normally used when doing tattoos, fresh needles, gun and an assortment of other things were laid on his work station. He heard the door buzz as someone came in, the client must be early.

Tangee hurried to ready Mark’s area, not wanting to lose this job. His boss was understanding and laid-back, and that was hard to come by. He finished up and ran to the back to tell Mark his customer was early.

“Go get us something to eat while I work.” Mark tossed him a twenty before heading up front.

“Gotcha.” Tangee headed out of the back door and down the street to one of those soul food places. The fried catfish was banging. He already knew to get Mark a corned beef sandwich. It seemed to be his everyday staple.

“Hey, tattoo freak. You cut us in line.”

Tangee looked around to see who the guys were talking to. The only tattooed freak in there was him. Shit, just what he didn’t need. Tangee couldn’t fight his way out of a paper bag, but he wasn’t going to let these guys know that. Why did it seem like no matter where he went trouble followed?

“Sorry.” He stepped back behind the men who accused him of cutting, although he couldn’t be sure if he did. He wasn’t paying attention.

“You can buy our food since you’re being so considerate.” The accuser’s words were menacing and void of humor.

Tangee turned to the side, trying his best to ignore them. His heart was beating out of his chest, and he could feel himself shaking. He hated fighting because he was never on the winning end or it. Tangee thought once he became an adult he would be past all that, but apparently not.

“You hear me?” The prick shoved his hand into Tangee’s shoulder, shoving him back a few steps. Tangee needed to get out of there. He’d hit the hamburger place down the street. Catfish was so not worth this. Turning around to leave, the guy pushed him again while taunting him. Tangee could feel the tears welling up and cursed himself for his weakness.

“Since you ain’t gonna buy my dinner…”

Tangee saw stars when the guy punched him in his eye, and shards of light exploded behind his eyes. Fuck, that hurt. With an instant headache and throbbing face, he took off running, forgetting that Mark had sent him for food as he ran into the back door of the parlor and into the bathroom.

“You okay?” Mark yelled from the other side.

“Yeah,” Tangee yelled back as he looked at his eye in the mirror. It was red and angry-looking and starting to swell already. The headache seemed to be getting worse the longer he stared at his eye. He knew Mark would see, and his other boss at the mini-mart was going to have a fit. Maybe he could wear those black glasses people wore when they got their eyes messed with at the doctor. It would cover it.

Ten minutes later Mark was at the bathroom door. “If you don’t come out, I’m coming in,” Mark threatened from the other side while he jiggled the handle.

Taking a deep breath, Tangee cracked the door open, and Mark pushed it wide open.

“Who in the hell did that to you, Tangee?” Mark roared. His boss was a big dude with tattoos all over. He was tall as hell and muscle-bound. He reminded Tangee of a rough biker.

“No one.” He tried to pull away, but Mark grabbed his arm, turning him back around to access the damage.

“Yeah, I’d like to know as well.”

Tangee’s head snapped to the side. The silver-haired man came to the back, looking at him like he was going to murder someone, with his jaw set and his eyes narrowed. If the boogeyman were real, this guy had to be him.

Tangee twisted his fingers together nervously. “Shit, these dudes down at the soul food joint. Said I cut them and tried to make me pay for their food. Knocked me good when I tried to leave.”

Tangee was humiliated. The guy who haunted his dream last night got to share in his shame. Just great. He couldn’t stop thinking about the silver hair and black eyes, but he could have done without him seeing Tangee in his cowardly state.

“What did they look like?” Mark grabbed his leather, shrugging it onto his shoulders.

“No, it’s okay. You got a customer coming.” Tangee turned toward the silver-haired dream god, “Unless you’re the customer?”

“No, I came to see you. Looks like not soon enough. Description, Tangee.”

ADULT EXCERPT

He grabbed Tangee up into his arms and carried him through the kitchen and down the hall, kicking the door open.

“That’s the bathroom.” Tangee chuckled as Loco swung around and pushed his bedroom door open.

“I would have taken you in there if I couldn’t find your bedroom.” Loco chuckled with him. He climbed onto his mate’s bed while still cradling Tangee in his arms, rubbing his naked skin over his mate’s body. Goose bumps rose at the contact. Their cocks tapped at one another, both leaking onto Tangee’s lower abdomen. The glistening pool made Loco’s mouth water.

Tangee stayed on his back while Loco was on all fours. Tangee slid down until Loco’s cock dangled above him. “Hmm, what do we have here?” Tangee grabbed his cock and licked the pre-cum off that was still dripping out. “Mmm, tastes yummy.”

“Oh, god,” Loco moaned as his mate wiggled below him, sucking the head of his cock into his mouth. “Tangee.” Loco’s arms threatened to give out as Tangee’s fiery hot hands stroked his cock.

Loco was lost in a world of lust. His mate was sucking the head of his cock with so much enthusiasm that Loco was going to blow any moment. “Tangee,” Loco called out again.

Tangee sucked him down deeper, grazing his sac then rolling them it in his hand, running his fingers over the skin between Loco’s balls and his ass. He pumped his hand around the base, caving in his cheeks for a tight suction. Loco was going nuts as he pushed his cock all the way to the back of his mate’s throat.

Loco yelled Tangee’s name as spurt after spurt of seed bathed the back of Tangee’s hot, succulent mouth. He leaned back and pulled his mate up the bed. “You have a beautiful mouth.” Loco kissed the taste of himself right out of his mate.

“Fuck me,” Tangee breathed. “I need you inside of me now.”

“I plan on tapping that ass.” Loco grabbed the lube, drenching his fingers and sliding them into his mate’s tight entrance, scissoring and stretching until his mate was loose and relaxed. The anticipation was almost unbearable. Loco had to reach deep inside of him for patience he didn’t know he possessed as he took his time preparing Tangee.

Loco wiped his hand on the blanket and then pushed Tangee’s legs back, the head of his cock kissing the tight hole. Loco reached down and grabbed his cock, using the head of it to rub around Tangee’s hole. He could actually feel Tangee’s muscles expand and contract against his cockhead. The anal play was maddening, but the sensation was erotic.

Pushing forward, he could feel the heat engulf his sensitized cock as soon as he entered him. The tight band of muscles clamped down on his shaft, stroking his cock as he worked his prick in inch by patient inch.

“Oh, fuck, yes. More,” Tangee cried, bucking his hips up to take all of what Loco had to give. His mate grabbed his shoulders and pushed down until Loco felt his balls hit his mate’s ass. “So good,” Tangee moaned. His fingers dug into Loco’s shoulders, the sting of fingernails breaking skin only adding to the sexual experience.

Loco pulled back until only the head remained then thrust forward, slamming his pelvis into Tangee’s ass. He pushed his mate’s legs back further, giving him full view of ass swallowing cock.

His prick slid in and out, and Loco watched in fascination. The sight of Tangee’s twin globes drawing up tight to his body made Loco’s teeth ache to nip them.

“Silver.” Tangee’s head thrashed around. “Your cock feels so damn good in my ass.”

Loco snapped his hips faster, those sexual words making his lust shoot up another notch. He could feel sweat dripping down his back as he grabbed Tangee’s ankles tighter. Loco noticed his mate’s toes curling in. How ego-stroking was that?

He knew he wasn’t going to last. Not with the sight below him. Seeing Tangee in the throes of passion was so intoxicating, he could drink that look and get drunk off of it.

He fought to stave off coming so quickly, panting heavily as he concentrated on his lover. Tangee was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. Loco’s hand caressed Tangee’s soft abdomen, feeling the muscles quiver under his hand.

“Does it feel good, baby? You like my cock in your ass?”

“Hell yeah. You keep talking that way and I’m going to come.”

Loco growled, thrusting harder at the dirty talk. He’d never had a lover verbalize his thoughts in bed, and fuck if it wasn’t a huge turn-on.

“I want to claim you, Tangee.” Loco panted as the need to come grew near.