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Leo Southworth is into a very hot male on the new man network. It isn’t only about the cyber sex—it’s because Sirras can take Leo places he’s never been before.

Suffering from shattering physical injuries he sustained at a play party gone terribly wrong, injuries that cause him constant pain, Leo has shied away from physical relationships. Talking with Sirras online, however, is what keeps him going.

Sirras is breaking every law known to Avvarian "travvellers." He most definitely should not be consorting with a human online. But there’s just something about Leo that Sirras can’t resist. As if that isn’t bad enough, who should appear in Sirras’s life at the worst possible moment? Raddlack, the mage-lord Sirras left Avvaris to avoid. The Avvarian whom Sirras had shared one night of sizzling passion. A man out of his class—and a relationship that was strictly taboo.

Sirras and Leo...two lonely men who aren’t looking for love, who connect online, thinking it would be enough to satisfy their need for companionship after taking some hard turns in their lives. But love is what happens when three hot males physically come together, and it will blow all their worlds apart and ignite something brighter, hotter, and more lasting than any of them could have ever imagined.

This story is a work of original fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental.

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Copyright ©2016 by Adrianna Dane

Cover Art ©Designs by T. A. Gallup

This story was originally released in November 2008 by Amber Quill Press/Amber Allure

CAUTION: This story contains explicit sexual situations and strong language. You must be over the age of 18 years of age to read this story.

Hot Male

By Adrianna Dane

Dream Romantic Unlimited, LLC

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Leo Southworth was named after a brilliant constellation in the sky. Maybe that’s why his entire life he’d been fascinated by things beyond his reach. And why his teachers had always told him to get his head out of the clouds.

Maybe he liked rope bondage because it kept him tied to the earth. And maybe he’d enjoyed the suspension because sometimes, when he was blindfolded, gagged, and his ears plugged—all sounds beyond his inner core stifled—it felt like he was floating free in space. Right up there with the stars.

Until the night he fell to earth and his hip was shattered. All his dreams sort of flew out the window that night and he was still trying to find a way to get them back. Leo gazed up at the night sky. It was a clear night and the stars shone brightly.


He turned to look at the laptop screen.

Can you talk?

Leo limped over to the desk and eased down in the chair. He rested his cane against the desk, within reach.

I’m here, he typed in and hit return.

Up popped Sirras’s avatar. God, Leo loved that image. But this was more than a simple avatar…hot burnt orange, flames licking at the edges, a blend of flame and male body, indistinct face, broad shoulders, each muscle defined by brilliant fire. The image undulated on the screen. Moving pictures. The head was in profile, a flirt of appeal, eyes hooded. And then the eyes opened to look directly at Leo.

“Want to play?” the deep voice asked.

Leo clicked on the window, and it filled the seventeen-inch screen in full, vivid color. He reached out to stroke the image, wishing he could feel the hot energy displayed there. With his other hand, he stroked his erection.

“Yes,” he responded. His breath caught in his chest with the yearning to submit to the mysterious man linked at the other end of the conversation.

The image swung toward him—full frontal nudity. The cock surged thick and hard against a taut, flat belly. Shaved-bare, beautiful, smoothed bronze flesh, undulated light and dark, the flow of oozing, melted butter, the sweet kiss of warmed, thick cream. Leo could feel it pouring over his body, burning him up.

The hot, male image on the screen curled his fingers around the fat erection. His thumb brushed across the broad, flared tip.

Leo’s gaze rose to his chest. The screwed, dark nipples, the tasty, bulging pecs. Arms of sinewy steel that appeared like poetry in motion as he flexed. Leo watch the big hand ride his prick with slow, long licks up and down the rigid tool.

He was shocked when the needy moan broke free from his lips, the nagging pain in his hip completely forgotten for the moment.

“Show me,” the image on the screen said. He rocked his hips. “Show me what you’ve got, stargazer.”

Stargazer. Leo’s screen name. On Sirras’s lips the utterance, drawn out, felt like watching a comet shoot across the sky, dragging a tail of yellow fire in its wake. Sirras drew out the name—starrrrrrgazzzzerrrrrrr. Deep and throbbing. Just like Leo’s whole body.

“Stand up, Leo. Show me how much you want me.”

Carefully, Leo rose from the chair. He unbuttoned his jeans and shoved them over his hips. His cock popped out, more than ready to begin the game.

“Very nice,” Sirras said as the image on the screen continued to stroke the erect member.

Leo fisted his hand around the root of his cock and felt the climax building, building, bubbling up inside him, urgent to break free. But not yet.

“Take your shirt off. I want to see your tits.”

Leo couldn’t move fast enough to strip out of the shirt.

“Too naked. Did you get the package?”

“Yes,” Leo said, his words barely a whisper as he again gripped his needy prick.

“Put them on. I want to see how they look.”

It was odd, putting clamps on his own nipples. Usually in the scenes he’d participated in, someone else had administered the biting little nips. This set was a pair of alligator clips that would hold him fast—glittery stars dangled from the clips.

“How did you know?” he asked as he applied the first one, sucking in a sharp breath as the initial bite of sensation shot through him.

“About the stars? Or about how I knew you’d wear the clamps for me. Ahhh, see how pretty they look. They’re perfect on you.”

The cut of sensation arrowed through Leo. It was strange how he followed Sirras’s commands, right to the letter. And yet, Leo still felt he was in control. Not like when he’d been suspended.

Not like when he’d fallen.

“You’re not focusing, Leo. Do you need the whip?”

Leo turned his full attention back to the screen. “No. I’m sorry. I—”

“Never mind. The stars remind me of the sky. I miss being out there, stargazer. Wouldn’t you like to travel to the stars? With me?”

The image on the screen thrust his hips, his hand riding up and down his cock, making Leo hungry to taste him. “Yes, Sirras, yes. With you.” But he knew that could never happen. Astronauts didn’t have injuries like he did. He’d never have the opportunity to go farther than his apartment now.

“Sirras, have you traveled to the stars?”

“Many times, stargazer. Tug on the clamp attached to your right tit. Let me see you stretch. Let me know you feel me with you.”

Leo tugged on the clamp, drawing it from his body, stretching the nipple out, feeling the drawn out bite of pain arrow through his chest.

“More,” Sirras commanded. “Close your eyes.”

Leo tugged harder and at the same time closed his eyes.

“Do you feel my hands on you, boy? Do you feel me right through this computer screen? Don’t open your eyes until I tell you to.”

And suddenly Leo did feel other hands on his body. Hot, hard flame that licked across his flesh. Fingers of fire encircled his cock, making him shudder with ecstasy.

“Yes, Sirras. Yes.”

Leo’s body quaked beneath the hot hands stroking over his body, flicked at the clamp-decorated nipples, drawing out the sensation of pleasure mixed with pain. A hot hand at his hip stroked the white scar emblazoned there. The heat drew the gnawing pain from inside him, leaving only the clean, crisp sharpness of intense desire in its wake.

“Come for me, boy. Come for me now.” It was as though Sirras stood right here in the room with him, and suddenly he was spurting his seed into his hand. Oh God, it felt so good, the wash of his intense climax, threading through his body. He drooped over the desk, gasping for breath.

“Was it good, stargazer? Do you like what we have between us?”

Leo opened his eyes and realized the star clamps were resting on his desk, and his nipples still throbbed from the release. It was good, clean pain that undulated through him. The kind that came with amazing, hot sex.

He looked at the screen—the image was still stroking the board-stiff prick. “It was awesome, Sirras.”

“One day, you’ll come to me. And it will only get better.”

Leo pulled back from the desk, feeling sluggish and sleepy.

“I don’t know, Sirras. Isn’t it good what we have this way?”

Still anonymous. Still safe. And Leo was still in control.

“One day, you will trust me.”

Trust wasn’t an easy issue for Leo. Not anymore. But each time he made the connection with Sirras, the man drew more and more out of him. Leo had never thought he could feel this kind of satisfaction with an online relationship. And Sirras was right, there were moments when he wanted the touch of a human hand. The demands of service to a Dominant in the flesh.

Could he move beyond the scars of the past and learn to trust again?

Leo watched the image on the screen, the avatar’s hand slide up and down the prick that Leo could almost taste. He licked his lips.

Hot male was a mild term for the image Sirras presented. The soaring heat of desire went far beyond that. And Leo was afraid of where it was going to eventually lead him.


Sirras flicked off the laptop and leaned back in the chair. The session had drained him. Maintaining the image that Leo saw took a great deal of energy. Reining in his power was a constant battle.

What would happen when Leo eventually realized the man he spoke with online wasn’t really human? Sirras could only hope that when that happened, he would accept the relationship that was already beginning to flower between them. Time was running out and Sirras wanted to have earned Leo’s trust before he was required to leave Earth.

The chip embedded in his neck began to vibrate. He turned his wrist and pressed one of the buttons implanted there. The hologram flickered and then appeared before him.

Sirras rose from the chair and drew himself to attention. Once fixed, he transmorphed to his species form of orange energy patterned with his DNA imprint.

“You are late with your report, Travveller. I should not be required to waste my time contacting you.”

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