Hi,
Hope all brought 2018
into the light in a very special way. This year I hope that my year is full of
writing and exercising. On the writing from, here is the first flash fiction blog
post of the year.
Enjoy and remember
let your imagination soar when you read.
Julia
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Unedited Scene
Adult Content.
M/M Romance
If under 18 please leave the site.
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Travis sat on some
ratty old sofa that had been drug outside his cousins backyard. No telling how
long it had been out there, or how many times it’d been rain on. Sure did
stink, but there was no other place for him to sulk. He’d tried his cousin
bedroom, but . . . He’d scared himself for life when he walked in on his cousin
banging some chick. Not a sight he ever wanted to see. Not just his cousins
ass, but a naked woman. No one who came to Ralph’s parties cared who you dated
or fucked for the fun of it. Most of them was bi-sexual. There were a couple of
gay men who came, including him. Normally, he brought David, but the ass-wipe
had flaked on their night out. Again.
“Hi.” He looked up
and locked onto a pair of dark, dreamy brown eyes and a nice angular cheekbones.
Ones that begged for someone to nipple a path down them ending at the base of
his neck.
“Care if I join
you?”
Travis shook his
head.
“Or . . . was you
wanting to be alone?”
Another shake of
the head.
“Okay, you are a
silent type.”
What? Shit. He’d
not spoken the Greek-God like man. There was nothing wrong with talking to another
man. Who said the hunk of meat was even gay. Who was he kidding, his gaydar
sprang to life the moment he locked eyes with the man. If he could he’d adjust
his cock, but doing so would be to obvious. And he was not single. Or was he?
“Names’ Brandon.”
“Hi. Nice to meet
you.”
“You do have a
sexy voice. I knew it.”
“Thanks. Names’
Travis.”
“I know. I asked the
host.”
Course his cousin
enlightened the man. He would have thrown him over to him, if he didn’t think
he’d get his ass kicked by Travis. No one in his family liked David and his
flaky ways. They’d told him over and over to leave the jerk and find a man
worthy of him. Part of him agreed, but Travis wasn’t to keen on leaving a five
year relationship. Hard to start over.
“He also told me
you are here alone. Tonight at least.”
“True.”
“How come? I’ve
seen you at these parties for the last month or two and you’ve been here with
the same man two or three times.”
He had been to his
cousin’s parties with David. Or the nights he didn’t flake on him.
“If you were my
man . . . I’d never let you go to one of these parties alone. I’d be afraid someone
would try and steal you from me.”
Some had, but he’d
always rejected them. Something about Brandon enlightened him. Teased his
hormones. Increased his libido. Then again . . . David.
“How’s it going cousin.”
“Fine. Sorry about
earlier.”
“No problem. It happened
all the time at these parties.”
“Oh. TMI, man. TMI.”
“Whatever.” His
cousin slapped Travis on the back. “Told you he was alone tonight.”
“Tonight, yes, but
something says he’s not officially alone.”
“Does that matte?”
“Does to me.”
Travis sat down beside him. “But doesn’t mean I can’t try and persuade him to
leave whoever abandoned time with him.”
“Hope so. David is
an ass who doesn’t appreciate what he has.”
“Cousin, shut up.”
He held his hands
up and back up. “Just saying what I’ve always said.”
Brandon bumped his
shoulder and grinned at him. “Do I have a chance of intriguing you more than you
already are?”
Did he? Travis
wasn’t sure, but he knew he’d taken about all the no-shows from David. He deserved
a man who put him before his job.
“Tell me about
yourself.”
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