Bryant’s smile would have
frightened the hell out of anyone watching, but no one was at the moment as he
strolled out the back door of the club.
From what he’d seen he
didn’t have anything to worry about as far as Mr Kent Tyler was concerned. The
young man was obviously not the faithful sort if what he’d seen, and taken pictures
of, was any indication. The guy who had joined Kent
at the bar was on the make from all indications and Kent had reacted with interest,
even allowing himself to be kissed. Bryant just wished he’d been able to
capture that from a better angle so the Crispin would see exactly what sort of
man Kent was. But the picture definitely showed the two men had been kissing
even if the man’s head blocked most of it.
Bryant had followed his
brother to the city because he wanted to find out, if he could, precisely what
was going on. His normally calm and collected brother had been all over the map
since he’d met Kent. Enough so that Bryant had been worried his mood might
affect what they had done last night. He’d been surprised when Crispin, usually
one to watch while Bryant played with their prey in the basement, had gotten
involved instead. Surprised and not quite certain he liked it. Any deviation
from the norm could be a sign of trouble to come. And Crispin was definitely
deviating on several fronts.
Once they arrived in the
city, Bryant had watched as Crispin parked in front of what he presumed was
young Mr Tyler’s apartment. Then Crispin just sat there for a while staring at
the front door before finally getting out and going up to it. Bryant knew that
something had happened between the two men when Crispin rang the bell several
times with no response. Crispin had returned to his car and then headed to the
highway so Bryant had assumed he was going back home. He’d called to make
certain, forgetting until he did that his brother would never answer his cell
while driving.
So he’d waited, using the
time to check out some of the gay bars along Hennepin on the off chance that
Kent was out cruising them. By the time he figured Crispin would have arrived
home, if that’s where he was going, he’d gotten lucky and found the club where Kent was
hanging out. One call to his brother and he knew from the music in the
background when he answered that he was at home. Hanging up without talking,
Bryant had settled down the watch Kent and wait to see what happened.
And what had happened had
made Bryant’s night. With the pictures safely stored on his cell to show
Crispin at some future date if needs be, he was free to do his own cruising.
The game last night had de-stressed him just as it always did, but that didn’t
mean he wasn’t up for a good fuck if he could find the right woman, one that
would take him home with her.
He got lucky, he got laid,
and he was now on his way back home with only one thought in mind, to get some
sleep and forget about Kent and the problems he was causing. After all, now he
had the proof he needed to make certain Crispin dropped the young man once and
for all.
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Out today
'Jackie'
Blurb:
Dropped in the city, deposited like so much discarded trash and forbidden to return home, Jackie is forced to live on the streets. His only hope for survival is Solo, a young man who takes Jackie under his wing. Their friendship, and possibly more, develops over the weeks that follow, until Solo inexplicably disappears.
Dropped in the city, deposited like so much discarded trash and forbidden to return home, Jackie is forced to live on the streets. His only hope for survival is Solo, a young man who takes Jackie under his wing. Their friendship, and possibly more, develops over the weeks that follow, until Solo inexplicably disappears.
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