Blurb: Sam Channing has enrolled at FLETC for the rigorous seventeen-week training program for U.S. Marshals. Though Marco visits him when he can, their snatched moments together are precious few. Sam begins to realize how much Marco means to him, especially when he learns that his lover is working on a crazy case with wacko, drugged-out Canadian movie star, Ezra Winters.
Things turn violent when Ezra’s female co-star is taken hostage, but Marco has plenty of backup. Sam gets to see his new Marshal family in action firsthand. In spite of everything, at heart, it’s all about love and the extraordinary lengths the men and women of law enforcement will go to in order to defend and protect it.
NOTE: This story was previously published with the ISBN: 978-1-62232-087-5. This reissued version of the story has been revised and reedited.
Genres: Gay / Contemporary / Western (Modern Day) / Action / Adventure / Mystery / Detective / Series
Heat Level: 3
Length: Extended Novella (36k words)
We walked down the hallway to the library where I knew Ronnie would be, probably talking to Barbara on the computer. As soon as Ronnie saw us, she jumped up and came over.
“Marco!” She threw her arms around him and gave him a big hug. “You’re gorgeous!”
Marco laughed. “Thanks, Ronnie. You, too.”
She grinned. “Sam goes on and on about you.”
“Do not,” I protested.
She punched me in the arm. “You make such a good-looking couple. Sorry your boyfriend is confined to barracks.”
“Wish I could be confined with him,” Marco muttered.
Ronnie moved closer. “Maybe you can.”
“What?” I looked at her.
“Women’s barracks is deserted. Use my little room at the back. There’s a door.” She gave us a shrug. “Sam knows it. Take him there, stud,” she told me. “Give it to him good, for me and Barb.”
I think I blushed.
Marco laughed. “Come on, stud. Ronnie, we owe you, girl.”
“It’s okay. Sam will fill me in later.”
“Will not!” I protested.
Marco dragged me out of the room. “Show me,” he grunted, pressing his erection against my thigh. That’s all the encouragement I needed.
Well, the Marshals Service loss in terms of recruiting women was my gain, given all the space and empty beds. We didn’t talk. I opened the door on Ronnie’s tiny room and Marco began to take off my clothes. “Call me boy,” he whispered. “Make me do anything you want.”
I smiled, pressing him down to his knees as he undid my shirt, then my pants. “Suck my cock hard. Put some effort into it.”
He laughed and took my cock into his hand, while pulling down my pants. I made short work of shrugging out of my shirt while Marco took my cock in his mouth. There was nothing like the real thing. And I needed this. I needed him.
I placed a hand on the wall to steady myself and let him take me away. “Um, yeah. Go. Go, boy.” When I got to the brink, I urged him off my cock. He looked up at me. “You look like a pirate with that eye.”
I laughed. “Aye, time to get fucked, boy, or walk the plank.”
Marco laughed as I pulled him to his feet. He ran his hands over my chest, kissing and sucking each nipple into his mouth. “You have the greatest chest.”
“Yeah, and you, young man, need to get naked.” I pulled off the T-shirt he was wearing and threw it aside, then laid little kisses on his chest as I undid his pants…
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