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After lubing himself up with some lube nearby, I felt
Tanner positioned himself just outside my opening and popped his head in with a
groan.
        "Oh hell...he's tight. You sure
you did him?"

       
        Beau chuckled, his lips making lines
down my back.
        "He's always been like
that."
        My eyes rolled back as Tanner's
massive girth filled me, and Beau's lips closed over mine to keep me from
getting too loud. His hands moved from the backs of my knees to my ass, which
he cupped and began spreading. I gasped sharply as I felt Tanner slip himself
all the way inside, stretching me as I'd never felt before. It was exquisite.
Beau shifted me forward until I rested against Tanner's broad chest. Beau was
narrower in proportions than his friend, so I wasn't used to feeling dwarfed by
a man, but Tanner somehow managed to make me feel even smaller. His nails raked
along the backs of my thighs, and I bit my lip in pleasure. Every last part of
me was stimulated, and it was almost unbearable.

"You ready for this, David?"
        I heard the snap of a lube bottle,
and my eyes grew huge. Beau slipped underneath me and positioned himself so
they could both get in my ass.

"Beau, you're--"
        My words were cut off as I felt him
slip inside my ass. For a moment the pain shocked me, but Beau pulled me
forward into a deep kiss, his own hips slamming against mine. I was held up
between both men as if I weighed nothing, and for the first time in my life I
felt delicate and small. It was a decadent feeling, and I focused on it as Beau
found a rhythm with Tanner, both of them alternating their thrusts so I was
stimulated beyond rational thought. There was something so natural about the
way we all fit together, and the two men seemed to work well as a team as they
took me. I clung to Beau, pressing kisses to his shoulders and broad chest. His
hand crept tenderly through my hair, pressing my face against his shoulder.
Beau stroked my cock as he fucked me, a feat of hand eye coordination.

Though Tanner had never taken me from behind before, I
decided it was something I could quickly get used to. Tanner’s hands rested on
my hips as he pounded me. Beau began kissing along my shoulders and neck again,
and it all got to be too much. My body spasmed in an orgasm, as I shot my load
on Beau’s stomach, but neither of the rampant men ceased. I fell limp in their
arms, but Tanner held me up with both arms, as did Beau.

Their thrusting increased in pace until I wondered how
any of us were still standing. I knew that there was no way my own body would
support me right now. Beau grunted as he came, spraying his essence deep inside
my ass. Tanner followed suit, grunting as he emptied himself inside me. We all
slumped back onto the bed, covered in a delicate sheen of sweat and panting.

I could only stare up blankly at the ceiling at Beau
adjusted my gown into place before replacing his clothes. Tanner stayed hunched
over me, smiling.
        "Well, Mr. Schmidt--"

"David," I interrupted him.

"David," he corrected himself with a smile.
"I think we can safely say that you're good to go."

Beau chuckled. "Isn't it a little unethical to
have sex with patients when they've just had a car accident?"

I couldn't help but stroke a finger down Tanner's
perfectly formed chest. "I don't mind, Beau."

Tanner leaned down, pressing a soft kiss to my lips.
"Well, I can safely say this was the most enjoyable part of my day."

I grinned a little. "We'll have to do it again
sometime. Outside the hospital, of course."

Beau looked thoughtful. "Why not dinner at my
place? All three of us, tomorrow night."

Tanner straightened from his crouched position over
me. "I believe I'm free."

Wait...was this a date? With two hot men?
"Beau... are you...?"

His smile was enough to send my heart pounding.
"Perhaps it's time to discuss our future, David."

It is funny how sometimes the worst of moments, can
quickly turn out to be the best of times.

Hard

“Who did he think he was? With his carefree hair and
fuck you attitude? I could never be with such a jerk!”
Jimmy was known
for his stunts, both on and off the track.  He was brash, brazen and
didn’t care about anyone but himself.  If you looked at him though, you
would certainly get lost in his eyes.  He had that kind of attractiveness
that you couldn’t stay away from. He walked around with the swagger of a man
with nothing to lose.

Anthony led a very boring life, almost ashamed of the
choices he had made in life.  He had always been very careful. 
Anthony hated Jimmy, but when Jimmy looked at him, something moved deep inside
him that Anthony couldn’t control.
His passion for hating Jimmy would come out in an unexpected way, and now he
was going to get it Hard, Fast and Without Protection.

This book is a work of fiction any resemblance to
actual persons living or dead or actual events is entirely
coincidental.   Any names, characters, places, businesses and events
are strictly from the imagination of the author.

Copyright
 2015

       
With an enormous bang, the two cars piled into each other.  Screeching
tires and the uneasy sound of metal giving way, to the forces of speed. 
Then all at once a loud explosion. BOOM!  Fire engulfed the two race
cars.  The crowd leapt to their feet almost simultaneously to look at the
commotion.  There was no movement from either car. The scene was engulfed
in so much smoke and flames, you would not be able to see if anyone was
actually moving or not.  A pensive hush fell over the crowd, as both men
and women covered their mouths in horror.  The sound of rushing emergency
vehicles, could be heard in the distance, someone in the crowd shouted, “I see
someone!”

        The crowd collectively leaned in
closer, in a vain attempt to see more clearly.  In the midst of the smoke,
you could make out the shape, of one of the drivers calmly exiting his car,
while it was engulfed in smoke and flames.  Rather than run from the fire,
the driver casually walked over to the other car, undid the driver’s
restraints, ripping the unconscious driver from the burning car.  You
could make out only the silhouettes of the 2 drivers as they emerged from the
carnage.  Fire crews, ambulances, safety men all converged on the scene,
too late, as the Hero had already taken care of the situation.   You
could only call him a Hero, for that is what he was.  He had saved the
life of that other driver, there was no mistake about it. 

        The hero walked slowly, with an
unfettered confidence, his white race suit was stained from the fire.  His
helmet was still on his head, which was marked up from the many impacts his
head must have had with the inside of the car.  The Hero continued to drag
the driver from harm’s way.  He dragged the driver in his unconscious
state, uncaringly, with one hand.  The crowd began to hoot and holler at
the amazing feat of bravery.  When they were both clear of the wreckage,
and smoke, the Hero dropped the unconscious driver to the pavement.  A few
seconds later, the downed driver regained consciousness, stood up, took off his
helmet and reached out to shake the Hero’s hand.  That is when Jimmy Spade
knocked Dave Valley out with one punch.

        The race crews ran over to break up
the Melee. They all jostled around Jimmy, who made no attempt to protect
himself nor fight back.  Jimmy felt he had made his point, and at no point
after that, did he raise his hand.  As far as he was concerned, there was
no Melee.  Jimmy was wronged on the track, and that had caused the
accident, in the first place.   The two pit crews, who now joined in
the action, wrestled together hurling fists and insults to each other. 
Jimmy had already left the scene, he was walking in the opposite direction, not
looking back.  He was making his way to his trailer, when stopped by one
of the race officials.  The official was waving a finger in his face,
Jimmy stared at him deadpan, but did not respond.  That enraged the
official even more, but still Jimmy had nothing to say.  Eventually, the
official gave up and left. Jimmy turned and walked away, again.  

*     
*      *

        Anthony
watched the entire series of events, on the monitors in front of him.  He
was an official, who held a position on the discipline committee, of the AMAN
racing series. Anthony had the liberty of all of the camera angles, that were
available, many of which were not available to the public. It was a precaution
the AMAN series had instituted, to get the angles they needed, to ensure
everyone was playing by the rules.  Anthony took notes on his pad of
paper, ensuring that he time stamped all of the events. 

       
The crash took place at 11:01.24.  Flames broke out at 11:01.35……….

        He continued on this pursuit,
ensuring he took careful notes of the entire event.  Anthony had no
expertise in racing, he was a paralegal, working for the head lawyer of the
AMAN Racing Series.  Anthony had now watched the tape, dozens of times, trying
to be very careful not to miss anything.  Each time he saw Jimmy emerge
from the flames, Anthony thought to himself,
what a pompous ass!

Just then, Suzie his friend poked her head in,

        “Hi Anthony, are you ready to go for
lunch?”

       
“Oh, hi Suzie, yea, I am just finishing up a few things, give me 5 minutes and
I will meet you in the lobby.”

       
“OK, will do.”

        Anthony always enjoyed the lunches
with Suzie, she was a great confidant and a very funny girl.  No matter
the problem, Anthony was more than happy to open himself up to Suzie. 
They had known each other since high school and had remained friends ever
since.  In fact, Suzie got Anthony his interview at AMAN.  However,
Suzie being Suzie would say,
it was Anthony that got the job, I just made
the introduction. 
Anthony turned off all of the monitors he was
watching, picked up his jacket and went to the lobby to meet Suzie. 

        The two of them went to their usual
local pub for Friday lunch, pretending not to order or drink too much. 
After all it was a Friday!  They spoke about life, love and everything in
between, they laughed they joked, and most of all, they enjoyed themselves. At
one point in the conversation Anthony’s expression changed, as he posed a
challenging question,

        “Suzie, I know you would never tell
me even if I was, but……”

       
“What is it?”

       
“Well, I have not had a great luck dating these days, and I was wondering……is
there something wrong with me?”

       
“Anthony, how could you ask me that? You know there is nothing wrong with
you!  You are a great guy, you have just not met the right guy yet. 
You will, I assure you, you will.

       
“I just don’t know why can’t I find, the right man?”

       
“Anthony, you know why, you need to get out more.  You spend too much time
at work, you know that.  We have spoken about this before!”

       
“I know, I know, you are right as always.  I guess I always thought the
right man, would just jump into my lap someday, sweep me off my feet and take
me away from all this.  Who knew fairy tales didn’t come true.” 

        Anthony cast Suzie an uncomfortable
smile, he was close to tears.  Suzie reached across the table and put her
hand on Anthony’s to console him.  Suzie was always there to console him,
Suzie was a great friend. 

         Anthony was a bit of a
workaholic, and was not a fan of going out.  He would rather spend his
time at home, reading a book or watching and old movie. Anthony was quite
attractive, with big luscious lips, bronze skin, and a fantastic body. 
His eyes were a striking green color, they were so green they looked fake. He
may not have been a supermodel, but all of his insecurities, were in his own
mind.  He needed to get out of his own head, and then he would surely find
happiness. 

        “Come out with me tonight Anthony, I
promise you will have fun.”

       
“Not tonight Suzie, I have too much to do, and I am tired.”

       
“See, this is the problem.  I tell you what, I am going to text you later
tonight and I expect you to change your mind…….At least tell me you will think
about.”

       
“…..OK, I will think about it…..”

       
        They shared an awkward smile, paid
their bill and walked back to the office, laughing all the way.  It may
have been the wine at lunch, or just that they loved each other’s
company.  They arrived back at AMAN Headquarters and parted ways. 
Suzie went back to her receptionist’s desk to trudge through the day, while
Anthony went back to his desk, to finalize the report for Jimmy Spade’s
disciplinary hearing. 

        Anthony wanted to be ready for
tomorrow, which was the main reason he didn’t feel comfortable going out, he
hated to be tired at work and this was an important case.  Jimmy Spade was
a repeat offender, even though he was the top man in the race series, he was a
liability to the company.  The big wigs from the AMAN head office, were
trying to figure out ways, to prevent him from continuing his dangerous,
liability inducing activity, while protecting the investment they had made in
him.  There was always a delicate balance, between the money he drew to
the series, and the risk of a law suit, due to his reckless behavior.

       
Anthony also had a personal stake in seeing him suffer, he hated Jimmy’s
pompous attitude and disregard for human life.  Anthony was always a
careful person and thought,
you can’t just walk around cheating you way out
of death all the time, and not expect there to be any consequences.
 He
also hated him because of the hundreds of hours of work Anthony put into his
hearings, and no matter how much evidence, the AMAN heads always let him
go.  Anthony felt there was no justice in that, rules are rules!

        Anthony continued to work, right
until it was time to go home.  On his way home, he began to think of
Jimmy.  He was trying to piece together his recent act of heroism, in a
way that didn’t make him feel Jimmy had done the right thing.  It had to
be recognized that it was, quite impressive.  Anthony hated to think of Jimmy
in any other light but a bad one, but it was hard to ignore his seeming
altruistic behavior in this case.  Anthony’s mind wandered to the image of
Jimmy’s face, which was on one of the AMAN posters in the office.  His
sharp blue eyes, jet black hair and perfectly sculpted features were hard to
ignore. Anthony was sure Jimmy had used his smile to get out of many of life’s
problems. 

        Anthony got home to his apartment,
knowing Suzie was going to call him to try and coax him out of the house. To avoid
having to tell her some lame excuse, Anthony turned off his phone and headed to
bed.  He wanted to be ready for tomorrow, no matter what shenanigans Jimmy
may throw at him. 

        As he drifted off to sleep, he began
to think of Jimmy, and not in a way he had thought of him before.  He was
obviously drawn to Jimmy, his confidence, his grace under fire, he was a true
man.  As he dreamed, he envisioned Jimmy undressing, until he was
completely naked.  Jimmy looked at him with that same cocky smile he did
everything with.  The smile that said,
I know more than you know, and I
could have you any second.
Anthony knew it to be true, he was gorgeous, he
wanted him, but he hated him. 
        Anthony woke up the next morning
quite hot and bothered.  Anthony tried to place the dirty thoughts deep
into the recesses of his mind, as he continued to get ready for work.  He
always dressed well, most of his money was spent on buying quality
clothing.  He loved to be the best dressed guy in the office. 
Anthony understood that very well, how to dress and how to make the best of
what you have.
       
        He hopped into his car and began the
drive to work, all the way in practicing what he had to say. 

       
“Mr. Spade, please take your seat……Mr. Spade, welcome back…..Mr. Spade, FUCK!”
        Anthony was more nervous than he had
been in any of Jimmy’s other disciplinary hearings, that may well have been
because, this was the first time, he ever admitted his attraction to
Jimmy.  It made little difference though, he found Jimmy morally
reprehensible. Jimmy was so pompous, he would never even give him the time of
day.  Anthony started to yell at himself in the car,

       
        “Come on Anthony!  Don’t let
this asshole get the better of you.  He has used that smile before, you
are not a sheep!  Don’t be swayed by his good looks.  Even people
with good looks, kill other people.  He is a danger and needs to be
stopped!”

        That was the pep talk that he
needed.  Anthony knew he had a job to do, and he had worked too hard for
someone to screw this up for him.  Anthony pulled into the parking lot of
the AMAN headquarters with a full head of steam, and all the intention in the
world.  As far as he was concerned Jimmy had met his match.  It was
then that he decided, he was not going to over-practice, he knew what to do, he
had been through this countless times before.  Anthony parked the car,
slammed it into park, almost ripped the emergency brake from its cables,
grabbed his bag, got out of the car and slammed the door.  Anthony had
built up such a head of steam that he stormed right past his boss, barging into
the building. 

        “Hey, hey, Anthony?  Where is
the fire?”

       
“Oh, Mr. Davies, I am sorry, I am just so fired up for this case!  I want
to nail this bastard today.”

       
“Woa, Woa, hold on their Anthony.  We have talked about this before, we
are all on the same team here. We are not here to ‘nail’ anyone.  We are
here to find an amicable resolution between the two parties, and try to curb
Jimmy’s behavior.  Don’t commit career suicide here Anthony, you are too
smart, and I need you too much.”

       
“Mr. Davies, what is the point of all of this then?  If you know you are
going to let him off, why do I have to do all this work?”

       
“Anthony, let us not be naive, we all know why we do what we do, and it is not
because of morals.”

        Anthony had a good mind to tell his
boss how he truly felt.  Anthony was an idealistic person who did have a
strong belief in justice and good will.  However, he also had bills to pay
and thought better of arguing with his boss.  He had a pretty easy job,
and it would always be his job if he didn’t rock the boat.  Anthony calmed
down and walked with his boss into the AMAN’s main boardroom to continue their
conversation, and prepare their case.  Anthony felt awful, like he was
selling himself out and even though what he had was a pretty sweet job, he
could not help but think of leaving it.  He may be broke if he left, but
at least he would not have to compromise his morals.