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Brian gauged the distance from the bed to the door. And then the distance from the door to the window. Both were too far for him to reach in time.

He pulled the coverlet up to his nose instead. Jim came around the other side, pulling in a meditative way at his beard. It was hard to tell, most of the time, if Jim was smiling or frowning under that thick curly mass, but Brian was pretty sure that this time Jim was not smiling.

He couldn't help but lick his lips. Because that? Was some midnight snack. Those stubby gold lashes barely lifted above honey-colored eyes. Who turned on the lights? Well, okay, not his entire life. Because that would have been uberboring, and Brian was lying in bed with a naked hunk beside him while two more leather daddies glared down at him, and he really didn't have time to review the second grade or his sweet sixteen party.

Actually, his first thought was how did I get into this mess? And then, of course, he remembered. It had all begun with Daddy and the Faultline bar. Funky, unpretentious and oh-so-affordable, the Faultline was inarguably the best leather bar in the Silver Lake area.

Brian visited regularly. He had a fascination with the big leather-clad men and had found that they liked his slim, youthful body and curly blond hair. It was a good place for cheap beer and harmless flirtation. Truth was, since Brian had landed in LA, he'd been a little lost, a little blown away.

When they had said Big City back home, they had somehow managed to not mention how big. Or how much like a little speck a guy could feel there. He was enjoying the Faultline's traditional Tuesday night happy hour when a hand appeared on the bar a couple of customers down. The hand was like one that might have been seen on the Roman god Vulcan: calloused, muscled and thick across the middle.

It slid money across the bar and received a longneck in return. Brian's eyes fixated on that hand, then traveled past a three-inch-wide studded wristband to follow a complicated nest of snakes twining and winding their way up a muscular arm, over shoulders as thick and succulent as a roast ham, to an inked neck.

Trying to get a closer look, Brian squeezed his way past two guys who reeked of new leather, looked up, and saw a tattoo ad spray painted over a bodybuilding commercial. Six feet three at least. Bald as an egg and inked on practically every inch of exposed skin.

His Roman god stood out from the crowd, even in a room full of big burly men. The man took a long drag on the bottle of beer, and thick throat muscles worked. There was a black adder tat that started at the back of his shaved head and circled his thick neck until it ended close below his earlobe, venom-dripping fangs gaping wide.

The man twisted his torso away from the bar, and Brian saw the tat that undulated over the man's six-pack. And he simply reached out and fondled Brian's head, his big fingers gentle in the curls. Brian melted. Something came out of his mouth.

It sounded suspiciously like tee hee , and his head pressed up into the caress, like a puppy. And that was it, really. Well, of course there was a beer or two shared. The requisite flirtations. The man— Paul— reached down finally and grabbed Brian's ass like it was a basketball and he was Kobe-fucking-Bryant.

Like, dry-ice hot. Smoke came out of them. Paul led him out of the club and climbed astride a huge, rumbling monster of a Harley. He helped Brian to step up into the seat behind him and helped him get comfortable, wrapping Brian's arms around his chest and fitting that fine, hard ass right up against Brian's crotch. Brian tipped his head back in awe and watched those throat muscles work.

I travel with the bike sales. Jim, well, he's a free spirit, I guess. And Scott's a truck driver, so he's on the road a lot. He crossed the room in, like, one step and looked down into Brian's eyes.

Paul led Brian into a bedroom with a gigantic futon bed. Brian stripped while Paul peeled off those leather pants. Then he turned, hands on hips, long cock pointing straight at Brian, whose mouth popped open just like that. Christ, there were more tats below Paul's waistline than there were above. Brian's feet just went over there.

Brian's knees just landed on the floor at Paul's feet. Brian's tongue just started tracing every bit of ink like it was reading braille. And finally his lips just encircled Paul's cock and sucked it. A moan came from both their throats. Paul palmed Brian's head, supporting without forcing.

Brian's mouth was as happy as it had been in a long time. Paul's cock was silky smooth and warm, leaking already. Brian drew off regretfully and looked up into those smoky blue eyes.

And he urged Brian to stand. Fingers traveling nimbly over his snap and zipper, stripping Brian and pushing him gently toward the bed. And he was doing exactly that. Paul gently pulling his arms and legs wide, big palms running over every ripple and curve of his body like a craftsman might stroke a piece of walnut. A gentle tug and squeeze, and Brian whimpered a bit as that big hand worked his cock. The cock ring was leather, and Paul warmed it a bit with his breath before he fitted it over Brian, pulling a big ring on it down and cinching it around Brian's balls.

Brian shivered all over and groaned and clutched at Paul. Paul's thumb gently rubbed at Brian's cockhead, the precome slippery and slick there, the pressure just enough to make Brian breathe faster. Then Paul poured a little liquid from the bottle and massaged it into Brian's shaft. It was the warming kind, and Brian was goo in an instant— hard as granite, begging, pleading goo.

Brian gasped and pushed his ass into the sensation. There were a lot of things going on behind him now. The heat of Paul's thighs against the backs of his legs, those hands turning his ass into a giant ball of need, thick thumbs plunging, stretching his hole.

Brian rocked up onto his knees. The futon mattress was firm, with no bounce whatsoever, and he was able to get total leverage, fucking himself on Paul's cock, really, more than Paul fucked him.

The big hands held his hips straight while Brian just went crazy, feeling it like nothing he had in a long time. The heat, the tightening in his belly, the driving ache in his balls. Until finally, when he thought he'd just go fucking crazy, Paul released the cock ring and Brian's fuse blew as his cock blew and he heard Paul roar, pumping hard into him. Later, tracing that D. His lips were soft and warm, and his tongue gave Brian everything he had. And the little boy inside Brian, the one that had been wandering scared shitless in the Big Bad Woods of Los Angeles for the past year, curled his fingers and toes around that kiss and hung on.

Paul drove Brian back to his apartment building on the Harley. Brian's whole body was still tingling from the man and the ride, traipsing around his tiny kitchenette in a euphoric haze, when he realized Paul had not asked for his number or mentioned seeing him again. It shouldn't have mattered too much. Brian had had his share of one-night stands.

But there was something about the guy. Brian could feel it in his gut. Like a hook had set there.

Goldilocks and His Three Bears (10 page)

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А потом они со Сьюзан будут лежать в кровати с балдахином в Стоун-Мэнор и наверстывать упущенное время. Девушка наконец нашла то, что искала, - газовый баллончик для самозащиты, экологически чистый аналог газа мейс, сделанный из острейшего кайенского перца и чили. Одним быстрым движением она выпрямилась, выпустила струю прямо в лицо Беккеру, после чего схватила сумку и побежала к двери.

Шлюзы открылись - в Интернет хлынула публика. К началу 1990-х годов некогда тщательно охраняемый правительством Интернет превратился в перенаселенное пространство, заполненное общедоступными почтовыми серверами и порнографическими сайтами. Вскоре после не получившего огласки, но причинившего колоссальный ущерб государственной безопасности проникновения в базы данных Военно-морского флота стало абсолютно очевидно, что секретная информация, хранящаяся на компьютерах, подключенных к Интернету, перестала быть тайной.

Директора АН Б дорого заплатили за осознание того факта, что двадцать шесть тысяч сотрудников не только огромная ценность, но и источник больших неприятностей. Все крупные провалы в сфере безопасности в истории агентства происходили внутри этого здания. В обязанности Мидж как эксперта по обеспечению внутренней безопасности входило наблюдение за всем, что творилось в стенах АНБ… в том числе и в кладовке столовой агентства.

A Man, a Jersey, and a Tight End

Зарубежные ученые-математики проверили Попрыгунчика и единодушно подтвердили его высокое качество. Они заявляли, что это сильный, чистый алгоритм, который может стать отличным стандартом шифрования. Но за три дня до голосования в конгрессе, который наверняка бы дал добро новому стандарту.

Странно, что она чувствует нервозность в такой знакомой ей обстановке. В темноте все в Третьем узле казалось чужим. Но было что-то. Сьюзан на мгновение заколебалась и оглянулась на заблокированную дверь. Всего двадцать минут, подумала .

Как только эти два агрессора увидят, что Бастион пал, они издадут боевой клич. Фонтейн ничего не ответил, погруженный в глубокое раздумье. Слова Сьюзан Флетчер о том, что ключ находится в Испании, показались ему обнадеживающими. Он бросил быстрый взгляд на Сьюзан, которая по-прежнему сидела на стуле, обхватив голову руками и целиком уйдя в .

Он несколько раз моргнул затуманенными глазами, надеясь, что это лишь галлюцинация. Увы, ангар был пуст.

Ей слышался голос Дэвида: Беги, Сьюзан, беги. Стратмор приближался к ней, его лицо казалось далеким воспоминанием. Холодные серые глаза смотрели безжизненно. Живший в ее сознании герой умер, превратился в убийцу.

Грязь, в раковине мутная коричневатая вода. Повсюду разбросаны грязные бумажные полотенца, лужи воды на полу. Старая электрическая сушилка для рук захватана грязными пальцами. Беккер остановился перед зеркалом и тяжело вздохнул. Обычно лучистые и ясные, сейчас его глаза казались усталыми, тусклыми.

 - Включите на секунду. Лампы, замигав, зажглись. Беккер поставил коробку на пол и подошел к столу. Наклонился и осмотрел пальцы левой руки.

A Man, A Jersey, And A Tight End (2011)


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