Magic Man – Zak/Nick/Aaron

Chapter One

Nick started it, really. Or it could have been Aaron. Who brought the weed again? That was definitely Aaron. Yes definitely. And it was good. Zak felt good. He was floating above the bed he was sitting on, joint between his fingers. Nick sat across from him in the desk chair. When he laughed, Zak saw the musical notes come out of his mouth.

Ok, maybe it was Zak that started it.

He wanted to capture those notes. He had never seen musical notes come out of someone’s mouth before. “Aaron, bro, are you sure this shit isn’t laced with anything?” Zak asked.

Aaron lay on the floor, staring up at the ceiling. “Dude said that it was clean, but man… its some good shit.”


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Collared – Zak/Nick

Chapter One

Zak nestled into Nick’s chest. The lockdown had been long. The need for the testosterone high of his on-screen personality had wiped his energy. He breathed deep, inhaling the smell of Nick fresh from the shower. It was this time after the lockdown that he truly loved. Zak would melt into Nick within seconds of the cameras being shut off, allowing someone else to take control.

A strong hand stroked his back as the tv provided a muted background babble. Zak sighed happily, listening to the calm heartbeat beneath his ear. “Happy birthday,” he mumbled.
Nick kissed the back of his head. “Thanks, now go to sleep. Tonight is going to be a long night.” Continue reading

Black Bag of Tricks Part 2 – Grant/Jason

Jason sat at command central glancing sideways over at Grant occasionally. The only word that the younger man had said to him that afternoon at lunch was, “Tonight.” Jason knew what that meant, and he didn’t like it. Grant had promised paybacks for the night he brought out the black bag of toys. Tonight was the night he was going to get it and that scared the hell out of him.

That night, Jason walked slowly back to their hotel room, quietly hoping someone would suggest going to the bar, or watch a movie, or anything that would involve him not having to go back to the room with Grant. Taking the room key card from his pocket, he slid it through the door. As the door swung open, he felt hands on his back shoving him in. The door slammed hard and Grant barked, “Naked. Bed. Now.”

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