Author: Jet Mykles

  • Candy – Skirt part 2

    ByJet Mykles

    Originally posted on Fiction with Friction in 2008.

    Since Finn and his skirt was rather a hit around Halloween, thought I’d bring him and Jeff back for the December holidays. Besides, he showed me his new costume and I couldn’t resist.

    Story is quite X-rated. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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    ©2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

    Jeff rounded the corner then slowed his car down in front of the one story blue house that was nearly hidden behind mostly well groomed trees and shrubbery. He considered getting out and going up paved walkway to the front door, but decided against it. Finn had told him to text when he got there and had been adamant that he not come to the door. Since the last thing he wanted was to piss Finn off when he hadn’t seen him for three weeks, he stopped the car, left it running for the heat, and pulled out his cell to send a text to the amazingly cute guy who he’d sort of been seeing for two months now.

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  • Skirt – part 1

    ByJet Mykles

    This story was originally posted to Fiction with Friction in October 2008

    This one’s rated X folks. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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    ©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.”

    She gave him a long silent look and he read what she was thinking loud and clear. Although she didn’t say anything, he knew she was confused by his choice to wear dresses. He didn’t do it every day, but it wasn’t exactly an odd occurrence, even when it wasn’t Halloween. She just didn’t understand and he’d given up trying to explain himself.

    After dropping the candy wrapper in the little wastebasket next to the sideboard, he smoothed a hand up the snug blue bodice and checked his upstanding high, white collar. Then a quick check to his swept up hairstyle in the mirror to make sure she hadn’t messed it up. He’d spent a lot of time pinning his own hair up just right, after all. He was rather proud of his Snow White costume. He especially liked the short, frilly yellow skirt and the opaque white tights that showed off his legs. His cape lay on his bed upstairs, waiting for him to pick it up for the party later on that night. A party where he hoped his costume would gain him attention so he could get laid.

    But first, he was on candy duty.

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  • Glory Boy – Part 1

    ByJet Mykles

    This story was originally posted back in 2008 at Fiction with Friction as part of our Independence Day week of short fiction. It’s number one of a series of three.

    Pairing: m/m

    Edited a bit recently. NOT SAFE FOR WORK

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    © 2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

    “The glory boy is home.” Eric rolled his eyes. “My life is complete.”

    Nancy turned her head to look in the same direction “Where?”

    Switching his weight to his other elbow, he lifted his arm from the wooden railing and pointed toward the gazebo. “Over there, talking to Mr. Wilson.”

    She tilted her head down to look over her sunglasses. “Oh yeah. Man, he’s still hot.”

    Eric replaced his elbow on the railing and sunk his chin back on his palm. “Yes he is.”

    She chuckled. “Too bad he’s not gay, huh?”

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  • Love in Appy Valley 4

    ByJet Mykles

    OK, here, finally, is the sex.

    This isn’t edited, it’s straight from my draft. So there may be errors and I am solely to blame for them. Hopefully, there aren’t so many as to intrude on the story.

    NOT NEARLY SAFE FOR WORK

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    ©2012 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

    It rained. Hard. Eriyk and Dakota huddled in Eriyk’s little sportscar and hoped the torrent didn’t rip open the fabric top. When they got to the restaurant, it was to find a crowd in the waiting area. They just heard the last of the hostess telling the crowd that a leak in one of the dining rooms meant that some reservations were going to have to be postponed.

    “Well, shit.” Dakota stood beside Eriyk, listening although he couldn’t see the hostess over the people in front of him. He smoothed wet fringe from his face and looked up at Eriyk. “You want to bail?”

    God, he looks good. Even soaking wet — maybe especially soaking wet — Dakota was a beacon of warmth, the chestnut and black of the hair plastered to his head resembling a banked fire. Heart sinking, Eriyk shrugged. “It’s up to you.”

    Dakota glanced out the open doors at the sheet of water pounding the pavement. He huddled a little in his raincoat. The freak late-spring storm wasn’t especially cold, but it was ferocious. “Eh, it’s not worth it. Let’s find someplace else.”

    “You sure? I’m supposed to wine and dine you here.”

    Dakota grinned as he led the through the people who’d come in behind them. “There’s wine and food in other places and this one’s too crowded. Let’s get out of here.”

    The short trek back to the car re-drenched them since neither of them had deigned to bring an umbrella. Eriyk had only grabbed a coat at the last minute to protect his silk shirt and at least part of his dress slacks. He was pretty sure it was the same for Dakota. Late-spring storms weren’t uncommon in Appaloosa Valley but he still hadn’t expected it. He started the car and turned on the engine to heat up. Rain pounded on the canvas top of his convertible. “Where to?”

    Dakota stared at him from the passenger seat. “Gotta do something first.”

    “What?”

    Without another word, Dakota reached over to hook a hand around the back of Eriyk’s neck. He pulled, Eriyk leaned and their lips met somewhere over the stickshift. Eriyk moaned, opening his lips in response to Dakota’s probe and they played tongue-wrestle for who knew how many minutes. They hadn’t kissed when Eriyk picked Dakota up and they’d mostly laughed about the weather on the way over. Eriyk’s heart soared that it was Dakota who’d taken the initiative.

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  • Love in Appy Valley 3

    ByJet Mykles

    More on my Sims 3 characters. This one isn’t much about the romance, mostly filler for Eriyk’s life. I guess it’s my own indulgence. The four kids mentioned here are the kids of my original couple.

    No warnings

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    ©2012 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

    Eriyk grinned when he saw the caller ID on his cell phone. He punched it on and raised it to his ear. “Hey you.”

    “So where are you taking me?”

    A bubble of joy in his chest burst from his lips as a laugh. Lying on his bed across their room, Jassen looked up at Eriyk in question. He’d deal with his brother later. “Wherever you want.”

    “Hmph. Better be good. Expensive. You can afford it.”

    “That I can. Steak? Seafood?”

    “There’s a new seafood place in Riverside. Romy’s or something. We might be able to get in there.”

    “Should I look it up?”

    “I’ll do it. 7:00 good?”

    Eriyk glanced at the spaceship clock between the room’s two windows. Damn, we need to redecorate. It was 1:00 now. “That’s perfect.”

    “You’re driving.”

    “Of course.”

    “I think it’s semi-casual dress. I’ll text you the info.”

    “Okay. I can’t wait.”

    “Hmm.” Then a warm chuckle. “Neither can I. See you then.”

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  • Love in Appy Valley 2

    ByJet Mykles

    Continuation of my story about 2 of my Sims 3 characters.

    Warning: some kissing

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    ©2012 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

    Not going to work. Eriyk stared into the glimmering depths of the pool and tried not to sulk. I need to get out of this.

    For two months, Eriyk had tried the friend thing. He couldn’t say he didn’t have fun with Dakota. In fact, they had lots of fun both when they were with others and when they were alone. Their likes were similar enough to be compatible but different enough to keep things lively. They teased, argued and laughed a lot. The end result, however, was that Eriyk was more helplessly in love with Dakota now than he had been before.

    Gotta tell him. Even if it ruined everything, Eriyk had to confess. It was a good time too. If things went sour, there was an opening at a paper in Riverview that he could probably get if he applied.

    A shadow passed over him then Dakota was sitting on the pool’s ledge beside him. Gorgeously muscled shins dunked in the water and a lean, hard shoulder bumped Eriyk’s. “Deep thoughts.”

    Eriyk didn’t look at him. Couldn’t. Dakota just wore shorts and the rest of his glorious skin was on display. The blistering summer sun that pounded on his back was nothing next to the heat in Eriyk’s groin when he let himself take in the sight that was his obession.

    Tell him. “Yeah.”

    “Care to share?”

    “Don’t know if I should.”

    “Uh-oh. Sounds ominous.”

    Eriyk said nothing. Do it.

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