Game Face

Game Face

B.J. Scott

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A compilation of the following short stories:
The Key Club, Kenton’s Game, The Bodyguard, Insider Trading, Quinn’s Pursuit, Quinn’s Conquest, The Ritual

About the stories:
These stories are fun, adventurous, sexual and sensual stories written to arouse and satisfy, entice and stimulate, while celebrating male/male relations.
 

 
PUBLISHED BY: Beau to Beau
ISBN:
PUBLICATION DATE: 2010
WORD COUNT: 22885
SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 5 5 5 5 5
EBOOK READER RATING:
CATEGORIES: Erotica, Anthology, BDSM, Contemporary, ManLove, Multiple Partners, Mystery/Suspense
KEYWORDS: gay fiction, gay erotica, gay sex, m/m, m/m/m, voyeurism, bdsm, multiple partners, adult content, short stories, anthology
 

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EXCERPT
COPYRIGHT B.J. Scott/2010

The Key Club
Carter was new to the city and new to the business. When his coworker Brian invited him to join the Key Club, Carter thought it would be a great way to meet other men in the city. Carter had no idea what the Key Club was or what was required to join, but he did know that it was for gay men only. “Tonight is one of our Key Parties, Carter.”

Excerpt:
The president continued. “Okay, that’s good. I see I’ve got a room full of horny men tonight.” Everyone knew the rules of the Key Party, but for the new members the president outlined them anyway. “You will place your house keys in the basket here, and then each will draw one out and report to that house for the evening. Now, those of you who are single will choose from a separate basket containing the keys of our more adventurous members.” He laughed at his own wit. “This way no one is left out of the fun. Remember, though, if there is no one at your house right now waiting, don’t put your key in the basket.” They laughed at the thought of going to an empty house with an hard cock expecting some action.

***

Kenton’s Game
Kenton thought his cock would break, but he always loved the young tight asses that had never been entered before. Kenton was a master when it came to seducing those eager for their first time. Kenton moaned as he slowly went all the way in. “Isn’t this wonderful, Russ?” “Yes,” he gasped out. Kenton enjoyed his own pleasure now, his just reward for the time and effort he had just put into this kid. And he was doing the next guy a huge service. Russ would be all broken in and ready.

Excerpt:
Kenton was at the gym today just as he was every morning at 5:00 a.m., desperately trying to maintain his once youthful body as he rapidly approached middle age. He envied the young guys who stopped by for their before work rituals. They could maintain their youthful bodies with twenty minutes a day, and Kenton seemed to be losing a never ending battle with nature. Russ came in at 5:30 a.m., just as he always did. Russ was like a son to Kenton, though Russ did not think of Kenton like a father. Kenton was hot, and Russ was hot for Kenton.

***

Kenton looked at Russ, wondering what was on his mind. As he looked at him, Kenton noticed that Russ was now a man. He noticed the good looks of Russ’ father in the boy’s face, and the youthful body that he envied. He couldn’t help but notice that Russ now had a man’s bulge, not a kid’s. Shit, what am I doing, he thought, fantasizing about my friend’s kid? But Kenton couldn’t help himself. “Well, Russ, have you had sex yet?” What the fuck kind of question was that, Russ wondered. “Um, kinda,” he answered, feeling like a jerk. “Kinda, huh? What does kinda mean?” “It’s just that I…,” Russ began, but didn’t finish. Kenton leaned forward. “If you want to tell me something that you don’t want your parents to know, Russ, you can. Everything you say will stay right here.”

***

The Bodyguard
Ian had no idea his weekend at the ski resort would be like this. He awoke to what sounded like loud arguing in the room next to his. Ian opened his door and stood just outside the door of the room the arguing was coming from. He tried to listen but couldn’t hear the voices, until he leaned his head against the door. “You will make certain that the job is completed by tonight or you will regret it,” a man shouted. “Yes sir, I won’t let you down, sir,” another man replied meekly. Ian dropped the ice bucket he was carrying and it hit the man’s door. Shit, he said as he hurried back toward his room.

Ian closed the door to his room, but not before the shouting man caught a glimpse of the back of him as he hurried back inside. “Now go,” the man ordered the other man from his room. The frightened man hurried off. The man who had seen Ian stood in the hallway for a moment, waiting to see if Ian would come out of his room again. Ian was leaning against the door of his room almost afraid to breathe. He didn’t think anyone had seen him. He hoped no one had seen him. But the man, Marcus, had seen Ian from the back.
 

Excerpt:
He opened the door to find a man leaning leisurely against the wall. “Good morning, young man,” he said. Ian could feel his heart pounding inside his chest. “Good morning,” Ian replied, and began to walk down the hall. Marcus was behind Ian in a second, placed his hand over Ian’s mouth, and led him into his room. Once inside, Marcus locked the door and told Ian not to say a word. Ian nodded and Marcus removed his hand from Ian’s mouth. “Have a seat,” he demanded. Ian sat in the chair by the window. “Were you listening outside my door earlier?” “Um, no sir,” Ian lied. Marcus looked at Ian. He looks young, early twenties maybe, Marcus thought. “Stand up,” he demanded of Ian. Ian stood. Marcus looked him up and down. “Turn around,” he further demanded.

***

Marcus looked at Ian’s crotch one more time. No erection, how odd, he thought. Marcus pulled his hand out from between Ian’s legs with as much force as he had when forcing it between them, and Ian made an involuntary “uh” sound as he struggled to stay on his feet. Ian was supposed to ski today. He didn’t have time to “accompany” this man. “Where are we going, Mr. …?” “The name’s Marcus, but to those who owe me money or to those I do not trust or believe, I am called sir. You, young Ian, will call me sir.”

The man’s piercing blue eyes deep set in his dark face was a mesmerizing sight to Ian. He was as gorgeous as he was frightening. “You will ask no questions, young Ian. You will do as I say.” “Okay, but you can tell me here where we’re going,” Ian challenged. Marcus glared at Ian. “This is not a game, young Ian.” Marcus looked Ian up and down again.
 

***

Insider Trading
“We’ve got everything you could ever want in here, Cam. We’ve got toys, we’ve got lube, and we’ve got the crème de la crème right here,” Langdon enticed as he grabbed his crotch and Gavin’s at the same time. Cam sat on the bed, and then he lay back onto the bed. His head was spinning from the champagne and he was afraid he was going to pass out if he didn’t lie down. “Somebody’s in a hurry,” Gavin teased. “It was either lie down or fall down,” Cam said laughingly. “Sure it was, uh huh.” “Here, you don’t have to do a thing. We’ll undress you.”

Excerpt:
Cam rang the doorbell and both Langdon and Gavin opened the door. “Come in, Cam, our favorite resident.” Cam walked in and hugged the two men who had become his buddies, not just his supervisors. “This is a very special occasion, Cam, and we must toast to it.” Langdon poured glasses of champagne and handed each a glass. “Champagne goes straight to my head,” Cam warned them. They were hoping it would and that Cam would forget this night ever happened. “This is your night, Cam, and as you know, or maybe not, Gavin and I have been watching with lust and envy the movement of your youthful ass inside the thin layer of material they call scrubs.” Cam poured himself a second glass of champagne after being taken off guard by these very straightforward words. “No, guys, I didn’t know that.” “Hey, buddy, we didn’t mean to embarrass you. We’re just being honest. How ‘bout it, buddy, before you head off to your new life?” Gavin added, “We’ll be good, we promise”, and then laughed at his own words. “Look guys, I’m certainly flattered and can’t deny that I’m attracted to you, but don’t you think it’s crossing the line?” “Not at all, Cam, you’re one of us, as of tomorrow,” Langdon reminded him.

***

Langdon was enjoying the feel of Cam’s balls and Gavin was stroking Cam’s cock. “Oh, man,” Cam said. This was a new experience he could definitely experience again. Langdon and Gavin took turns ridding themselves of their own clothes so that Cam would never be without the attention of at least one of them at all times. Langdon patted the bed. “Come up here, Cam, so that all of you can be shared by us. Cam lay in the middle of the bed and while Gavin began to suck his cock, Langdon placed Cam’s legs wide apart on two pillows to raise his ass for optimum enjoyment. “Mm, I’m liking this full service treatment,” Cam said honestly. Gavin stopped sucking Cam’s cock and stroked it as if he were petting it.

***

Quinn’s Pursuit
Quinn Locke was well known to some and a complete unknown to those he wanted, and those he wanted were young men. Quinn was one of the wealthiest men in the world, but his wealth did not satisfy him. Young men satisfied him. He had an insatiable hunger to conquer and control. He craved young men more than he craved sex, and he craved sex with young men insatiably. When it came to young men, Quinn was a master of disguise. He was good-looking, had a great body, and had the amazing ability to turn on the charm at just the right time. Quinn had mansions all over the world, and young men at his command.

Excerpt:
Quinn was almost asleep when he heard a young man’s voice. “Hey, are you waiting for someone?” Quinn looked up to see a bright eyed young man, innocent looking, standing next to him. “No, help yourself,” Quinn said, as he helped the young man spread his blanket. “The sun’s bright today. Let me help you with some sunscreen. A young guy like you with such perfect skin needs to protect its youthful sheen.” The young man almost blushed from the compliment, which Quinn was very good at providing. “Here, lie back and let me do it for you,” Quinn said with such warmth that the young man could not resist.

***

Bobby was so relaxed from the wine and it had definitely made him uninhibited and also somewhat horny, and he leaned closer to Quinn. “I can make you feel good, Bobby.” Quinn touched Bobby’s face and kissed his youthful lips. To Quinn’s surprise, Bobby was kissing him back. This is almost too easy, thought Quinn. “Mm, your sweet lips are doing things to me, Bobby.” Quinn placed Bobby’s hand on his hard cock that was covered by very thin shorts and nothing else. “See what I mean?” Bobby had wanted to touch Quinn on the beach but was afraid. He was no longer afraid, thanks to the wine and the seduction of money portrayed before him on the screen. Bobby was intrigued by Quinn’s cock that felt so thick and wide inside the tight shorts. He looked at it and outlined it with his hand. “Do you want to see it, Bobby?”

***

Quinn’s Conquest
Following Bobby’s first night with Quinn, Quinn delivered on his promises. He moved Bobby into a beautiful home just outside of Los Angeles proper. It was not a mansion, but it was large and included every amenity that Bobby could have imagined. “This is your starter home, Bobby. Very soon you will know the lavish lifestyle which you witnessed on the theater screen in the penthouse.” Bobby looked around. It was certainly larger and more beautiful than any home he had seen. “What do you think, Bobby?” “It’s nice.” Just then a young man about Bobby’s age walked into the room. “Dade, this is Bobby. He will be sharing the house with you. Tonight is his first night here, Dade.” Dade nodded at Quinn, and shook hands with Bobby. “Hi, Bobby. I’ll show you around.” “I will return tonight, Bobby,” Quinn said. “Dade will ready you for tonight’s festivities.” “Okay,” said a naïve Bobby.

Excerpt:
Dade closed his eyes, remembering the feel of Quinn’s tongue deep inside him. Dade swished as much of the wash inside Bobby as he could, which wasn’t much given Bobby’s young yet-to-be-entered hole. Bobby laid his head back on the side of the tub. This stuff always felt good the first time, Dade thought. Dade got out of the tub to dress for tonight, and to get Bobby’s attire. Bobby began to get out as well. “Stay, Bobby, enjoy your bath. I’ll be back shortly.” Bobby let his mind wander as he lay quietly enjoying the bath. The soothing wash had made him a little horny and he thought about Quinn’s touch. He was such a considerate lover, thought Bobby. He constantly told me how beautiful I was, and how much he wanted to make my body feel good. He promised so much and asked for so little.

***

The Ritual
Loy knew that he should never pick up a hitchhiker, but it was raining and the man looked harmless. When the rain began to beat down in sheets and the road turned to mud, Loy’s old reliable car began to sputter. He had no choice but to stop at the house that was home to the hitchhiker, and the man had been nice enough to invite him to what he called “The Ritual.”

Excerpt:
Loy felt the car begin to slide. “What’s happening?” “Oh, the road turns into mud pretty quickly out here when it rains.” He seems nice, thought Loy, but not much of a talker. “Turn here,” KC instructed, and Loy turned onto the road that led to KC’s house. Loy struggled with his old, usually reliable car, but it seemed as if the car didn’t want to turn toward the house. Loy cranked the wheel hard and the car finally gave in. “Some are harder to break than others, but they all have their breaking point,” KC said, looking straight ahead. The lane was long and winding, but at least it was not made of mud.

***

In the darkness of the room, KC looked at Loy. “Lift your arms,” he commanded. Frightened, yet a little aroused by the manly scents in the room, Loy lifted his arms allowing KC to remove his shirt. KC then moved to Loy’s jeans, removing them too, and then slid his hands inside Loy’s shorts, down the back first, running his hands over the smooth firmness of Loy’s ass. Then he looked at Loy and kissed his mouth, breaking the kiss just when Loy was wanting more. He then held Loy’s shorts open. “Spread your legs,” he ordered. Loy quickly opened his legs, and KC pulled Loy’s shorts down and off, but did not allow Loy the satisfaction of his hand on his cock which was hard now and begging to be touched. “Look at me,” KC commanded, and Loy looked at him, watching as he undressed, waiting to see naked the bulge now confined by denim material.
 

 
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