STORY EXCERPT

Shane Malkin found himself walking down the dark, desolate street. The black sky was cloudless and he could see an infinite amount of stars. The moon shone bright, allowing him to see clearly. The only sounds to be heard this far out in the middle of nowhere were the chirping of the crickets and the rustling of the wheat stalks in the field surrounding him as the wind blew gently. The warm breeze caressed his face and was just the right temperature to keep him comfortable. His stomach churned and his heart pounded as he walked closer to his destination. He didn’t believe that this crazy idea could actually work, but he would do anything at this point. He was all alone in the world and really had nothing to lose from his little expedition, except for maybe his sanity.  Because there was no other way to explain what he was doing here, except that he had lost his freaking mind.

Shane was skeptical of everything he read, but he couldn’t let it go. So this morning he went to the graveyard and dug up some soil, placing it in a cigar box he found. Then he went over to old lady O’Brian’s house and dug up a few holes in her backyard until he found the remains of the black cat he had helped her bury four years ago. He grabbed up a few of the bones, filled in the holes, and got the hell out of there. Later, he headed over to the big supermarket out on the interstate, since it had one of those dollar photo booths.

So now here he stood at the Crossroad, in the dark, at almost midnight, all alone on this deserted road, with a box and a garden shovel in his hands. In his search on the Internet about crossroads he found the location of this one that Chuck and Willy had been talking about. When he saw that it was only seven miles from his apartment, he couldn’t believe it.

He moved to the center of the road and looked around, trying to gauge if he was as close to the center as possible. When he was satisfied that he was, he knelt down and began to dig a hole big enough to place the box inside. As he dug, he hit something. He uncovered the object and found a box. He opened it to find dirt and bones, but nothing else. He placed the box next to the hole and continued to dig. As he went down he found another box. He moved that off to the side, too, and placed his box into the hole. He then dug another hole next to the first and buried the other two boxes. He checked his watch and found that it was thirty seconds to midnight. Shane quickly placed his picture in the box and covered it up with the dirt. He straightened up and waited.

Shane checked his watch and the second hand moved past the twelve. He looked around in a complete circle but nothing happened. He sighed at his stupidity in thinking this old myth would actually work. He wondered if someone was playing a joke on him. He wouldn’t put it past his friends to pay Chuck and Willy to go into his bar and purposely say all that shit for him to overhear.

Shane’s shoulders dropped in defeat and he stepped away from the center. He took two steps when suddenly he heard a silky-smooth voice behind him. “Well hello.” God that voice was sexy. Shane swallowed and lifted his head. He noticed that the light breeze was gone and the crickets were silent. The world around him was eerily quiet. He slowly turned to face the voice. He wasn’t exactly sure what he was expecting, but what he found definitely wasn’t it.

The man standing before him was stunningly beautiful. He was so hot, that he could be on the cover of every magazine in the world. He was about six-five, about two hundred and twenty pounds , with nice broad shoulders, a wide muscled chest, high cheekbones, a strong jaw, sleek nose, plump, kissable lips, and deep emerald-green eyes that had long black lashes surrounding them. His hair was black as night, pin-straight, went down past his shoulders, and shown blue in the moonlight. The silky black button-down shirt he wore under his black wrinkle-free suit had three buttons open at the top and revealed nice olive skin with a light covering of black hair. Holy fucking hell this guy is every gay man’s wet dream. Shane thought to himself.  “Hi,” he managed to squeak out and then wanted to kick his own ass for how pathetic he sounded.

The gorgeous man gave him a bright smile full of straight, white teeth. “So what is a gorgeous creature like you doing out here all alone in the middle of the night?”

“I–I was l–looking for someone,” Shane whispered.

“All the way out here in the middle of nowhere?” The man opened his arms wide and made a sweeping motion to their surroundings.

“This is where I heard he could be found.”

“And who is it exactly that you are looking for? Girlfriend? Boooyfrieeend?” he stretched out the word as a knowing smirk crossed his lips.

“Are you him?” Shane asked nervously.

“Am I who?” The man smirked again as he stared at him. Shane felt like the man’s eyes were penetrating through him to his very soul.

“The dark man,” Shane whispered as if someone would hear him.

“I am Dantalion.”

ADULT EXCERPT

“Oh my fucking god, you taste so good,” Shane panted against Dan’s lips. The two were locked in a heated embrace as they tried to make their way up the stairs to Shane’s bedroom. Hands grabbed and groped. Clothes was pulled from bodies and discarded wherever they landed along the way. Lips slid together as tongues claimed and teeth nipped. Dan popped the button on Shane’s slacks and forcibly pushed them down Shane’s legs. Shane thrust his fingers through Dan’s hair and held on tight as he used one foot to release the other leg from the pants and then kicked them aside. Dan groaned deep in his throat from Shane pulling on his hair, and it seemed to amp up the man’s lust. He grabbed Shane’s ass and picked him up, pressing Shane’s hard cock against his taut stomach. Shane wrapped his legs around Dan’s waist and continued to thrust his tongue down Dan’s throat.

They made it to Shane’s bedroom and Dan hurriedly made his way to the bed. He tossed Shane down and quickly removed his pants and briefs. Shane bounced on the bed and slid his briefs off, tossing them aside as he watched Dan get naked. Shane licked his lips in want and appreciation when his eyes landed on the delicious-looking cock jutting out from between Dan’s legs.

It was the most beautiful cock Shane had ever seen. It was long and thick, but not too much where it would split him in two but would completely fill him and he would feel it for days. And it sat in a nice bed of dark black curls. Shane watched as a clear drop of Dan’s juice rolled down the side of the olive-skinned cock as it shimmered in the light, drawing Shane’s attention to all the veins and ridges. Damn the man’s whole body was beautifully perfect. Nice toned muscles everywhere covered by flawless golden skin. Shane wanted to run his tongue through every valley and over every hard ridge of Dan’s chest and abs before he went lower to worship the man’s hard cock.

Dan climbed onto the bed and it swayed slightly, making him freeze his movements. Shane gave him a shit-eating grin and motioned him closer. “C’mere”

Dan crawled closer and slid between Shane’s spread legs until he hovered above Shane, looking down into his eyes. Dan settled between his thighs and they both moaned when their cocks made contact. Dan cupped Shane’s cheek, then slid his fingers through Shane’s hair, cupping the back of his head. He dropped his head and claimed Shane’s lips in another heated kiss.

Shane reached out and grabbed the control pad from under the pillow then pressed a button, and the bed began to rise. He pressed another button and the lights turned off, and then another made the curtains open, allowing the moonlight to filter in, casting a soft glow over their naked bodies. Another button had soft music played in the background.

Dan pulled back slightly from the kiss and looked at Shane with mischief sparkling in his eyes. “Does that thing hand out lube and a condom, too?”

“No, but I do,” Shane said in a husky voice and slid a condom and a tube of lube out from beneath the pillow, handing them to Dan.

“Any objections to me dipping?” Dan asked.

“None at all.”

Dan claimed Shane’s lips again as their hands began to roam and learn each other’s bodies. Dan began a slow thrusting of his hips, causing a delicious friction of their heated cocks. The rubbing pushed Shane’s need higher and he wanted to feel this man buried deep inside him more than he wanted air at this point. He couldn’t remember ever having a need this intense for anyone else.

Shane’s back arched and he hissed when Dan captured one of his hard nipples between his teeth and began to nip and suck. Damn, it felt so good. Shane was floating in a place of ecstasy when he heard the small snick of the cap opening. Then he felt a wet finger slide between his heated cheeks and rub over his hole. Dan slowly circled the twitching muscle around his hole and pressed the tip of that finger inside. He wiggled it around, loosening the outer ring a little before sliding all of the finger in. Shane moaned from the dual pleasure Dan was giving his body.

“Does that feel good, baby? Do you like when I rub inside you?” Dan’s voice came out in a low rumble. It sounded so sexy that it made a shiver race down Shane’s spine.

“Hell yeah. But I want to feel more.”

“Oh, you’re gonna get more. I promise,”  Dan said and slid a second finger in beside the first as he started to lick and nip Shane’s chest and stomach. “Damn your body is beautiful and you taste amazing.”

Shane could only moan again as Dan dipped his tongue into his belly button and then slowly dragged the wet appendage down his happy trail. Dan licked around the base of Shane’s cock, down to his balls, and sucked one of the orbs into his mouth as he continued to slide his fingers in and out of his puckered hole. Shane couldn’t help his body’s reaction to everything the man was doing to him. He began to squirm and arch as his moans grew louder.

He was so lost in the blissful pleasure Dan had him in that Shane didn’t realize when Dan added a third and then a fourth finger into their play. His body arched high off the mattress as he yelled out his pleasure and began to thrust against Dan’s hand, meeting him thrust for thrust.