Journey Series

Journey Series

Monday, April 2, 2018

Flash Fiction


Hi,

Hope all had a great Easter and spent lots of time with family and friends. Today’s flash fiction is going to be shorter than normal, but I think you all will enjoy

Let you imagination soar when you read.
Julia

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Adult Only Flash Fiction Scene
M/M Content
If under 18 leave site, please.
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A soft sting raced up the path that Jacob’s feather left in its wake. If it only went up his arm that would have been perfect, but . . . it went straight to his dick, making it stiffen. Didn’t matter to my cock that Jacob’s parents was in the next room, or that mine was down the hall, or that it was the night before our wedding. Nope. Jacob was horny and came to his man to help him out. Brought the one thing that he knew his lover could never say no to. Like he every said no to Jacob.

“You with me, lover?”
“Nope.”
“I believe you are.” Jacob’s hand slipped down his boxers. “Yeah . . . You are more than . . .” He made one stroke, getting the light sexy groan he loved to hear. “Come on, Travis, let me have a fast taste of you.”
“if you would only stop at a taste . . . Shit.” He threw his hand over his mouth.
Jacob removed it and kissed his palm. “We are adults. They know we fuck.”
“Fuck?” was that what his future husband thought they did.
“Shit. Don’t go there. Not again.”
“Again?”
“Yes. You know I love you and that nothing will ever change that. That’s why I’m in here trying to make love to my man one last time before we become husband and husband.”
“Really?” He pushed up in the bed. “Think that is why you should leave me alone for the night too.”
“Can’t.” Jacob ran his hand up and traced his slit before he ran his hand up his stomach. “Love the way you feel. The way you taste. The way you squeeze my dick when you shoot for me. Need . . .”
Damn, how was he suppose to say no to that. He wasn’t. Jacob pulled his legs to his chest and grinned at his future husband.

Monday, March 26, 2018

Photo Flash Fiction



Hi,
Hope all had a couple of great weeks. This week I chose a photo to write a scene based off of. Hope you all enjoy it and 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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Rave’s legs should have given away. He should have fainted. Screamed. Ran. Something. Anything other than stand there and stare into the dark, dreamy eyes of a lion. Yes, a lion. Full on mane with large sharp teeth. Not that he saw those teeth, but he didn’t have to, to know they were there. What kept him rooted in place was the shards of clothes that clung to the lion’s body. Yep. It was the light blue silk shirt that he’d bought Rex last Christmas. And Rex’s freshly pressed, tattered dress pants that laid around the lion’s massive legs. More that that kept Rave in place. His own eyes. He could not dispute what he saw. Nope. No laying it off on being drunk. He’d not drank a drop of liquor in five years. He was high on weed. Not smoked a joint since he was in high school. Nope. He was his normal down to earth self. Had came into his lover’s house like any other night of the week and sat down beside him to decide what to eat for supper while they watched the basketball game. Except . . . wasn’t any other night. Nope.
Rex had told him he had to tell him a secret. Before Rave got ready to absorb something bad his lover had moved to the corner of the room and became a fucking huge lion. Yep. Lion. That’s what had him springing to his feet and what managed to keep him there, until reality hit.
“Rex? What . . . Rex? Is that . . . Shit!”
Soft hands cushioned the back of his head before it slammed into the glass coffee table.
“Rave, babe, you okay?”
“Okay?” Was his . . . Shit. He had been fucking a lion. “Damn.” He ran his hand over his face. “I’m fine.”
“Let me get you on the couch then I will . . .”
“Will what? Go back to being a lion?”
“No.” Rex groaned. “Unless you want me to.”
“No.”
“Then I will sit beside you, if that’s okay.”
“Think you might need to. I need to understand what I . . . what you . . . Hell, did you just transform into a fucking lion?”
“Yes.”
“Explain.”