Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2009.
NOT SAFE FOR WORK
© 2009 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
Ferris tugged at the little tuft of thick curly cotton attached to the waistband of his tiny white vinyl shorts right at the crack of his ass. “This is a bad idea.”
Vondy giggled, well into an alcohol high despite the fact the two of them had just arrived at the party. “Nonsense. You look fabulous.” He tossed their coats onto the pile on the bed and slapped Ferris’s hand. “Stop that. You’ll jiggle it loose.”
Ferris scowled and switched to fingering the cuffs instead. White leather with shiny sterling D-rings that matched the collar around his neck. He felt so… exposed. His Halloween costume was all Vondy’s idea. He should have known better than to mention to his costume designer buddy that he wanted to get a certain someone’s attention. Now, here he was at Max’s exclusive party in Max’s designer house, dressed all in white vinyl, white leather and his own pale skin. The little white shorts were very much that: little. He was pretty sure the lower curves of his butt cheeks were visible and he knew they molded to his crack. Not to mention his cock which, only half-hard in hopeful anticipation of the night’s conclusion, managed to look bigger than normal. Shiny white suspenders of the same black-stitched vinyl were all the so-called clothing he had from the waist up and somehow manged to make his nipples look alarmingly pink. Even the sparse hair on his chest looked paler than usual, more like a very light coating of fur. White boots covered his feet to well above the ankles but, thankfully, Vondy hadn’t insisted on the heeled thigh highs. The headband that secured the fuzzy white and pink bunny ears to his head was obscured by the wild curls of his newly bleached, chin-length hair. He was normally a light blond anyway but Vondy had completed the white rabbit costume by turning his hair stark white. Even Ferris had to admit that it brought out the blue of his eyes and the pink of his lips. Vondy had helped things along by an artful application of makeup that made his eyes look even bigger and his lips far more generous than they were. Seeing himself in the mirror at Vondy’s had just made him more nervous. He looked like the main course for a wolf feast.
“Come, little bunny,” Vondy coaxed, taking hold of his arm. The sweep of his black cloak brushed Ferris’s bare legs. “Time to find your prey.” Continue reading Obsession – Wonderland 1
This story was originally posted to Fiction with Friction in October 2008
This one’s rated X folks. NOT SAFE FOR WORK
©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
“Eat all that and we won’t have any left for the kids.”
“So?” Finn plucked another bite-sized Snickers from the bowl. “There aren’t that many kids this year anyway.”
His mother gave him a wistful look. “I miss the days when you’d go out trick or treating.”
Finn laughed, crumpling waxed paper as he popped the chocolate treat into his mouth. “That was a long time ago, mom.”
She smoothed her hand over his hair, sighing. “I know.”
He flinched away. “Watch it, you’re gonna mess up the do.” Continue reading Skirt – part 1
Today’s my day to post Halloween fiction on Fiction with Friction.
Sexy Devil – Obsession
Warning, is graphic m/m sex.
Darien’s pretty sure his lover is pulling his leg when he starts warding the house for ghosts. But his grandmother even calls to make sure he’s doing it.
Well lookie here!
I gots not one but TWO covers to show you!
To the left we have a visual on the long awaited Dark Elves IV: Dissent, by yours truly.
To the right, the cover for a little Halloween quickie of Darien and Chris from Faith.
Click on either cover to be taken to the site’s page for more information.
Damn! I’ve got enough books on Loose Id to warrant a “next” link!
Check out this ad that’ll be in RT for October!
And lookit my name right next to Angela Knight!! *happy dance*
Do check out Loose Id in October. Sounds like the trick or treating will be for adults only
© 2005 Jet Mykles
A witch has an unusual manner of exorcism.
It may be of note that I’ve wondered if this witch lives in the Leashed world.
Humming softly, I walked straight through the unlocked doorway. It was rather easy, since the door itself had fallen from deteriorated hinges and lay rotting on the threshold. The moment I got through the opening, the howling started. Strange, unearthly moans that rattled the shattered windowpanes. A chill wind agitated dust motes in the moonlit air.
“Hello to you too,” I murmured, continuing, undeterred through the hallway toward the main room at the back of the house. I studiously ignored the waving cobwebs that dangled above and I refused to hear the scrabbling of what had to be rats—or worse—from the shadowed corners. Continue reading A Ghost Story
This title is no longer available as of June 2018.
©2005 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved
We were all silent with our thoughts. Michael sat up, gaze pointed toward my bookshelf but I doubted my paperback collection was his focus. Rudy sank back in my chair, brimming with expectation. I stayed very still and watched Michael. He was quite obviously the leader of the two and he knew way more about the situation than I could have hoped. I felt pretty confident that, with him on my side, I could stave off Roland.
Of course, with him at my side, I’d love to do a bunch of other things. Afternoon sunlight streamed through the sheers on the window behind the couch, touching off mahogany highlights in his hair. It my have been fancy, but I’m pretty sure that I could see the ghost of the rosettes that would decorate his hide when he changed to a jaguar. Continue reading EXCERPT – Leashed: Two For One Deal