Custom-made fantasy #4

[This drabble is a repost from my virtual book tour stop at Molly Lolly.]



Charlotte had been Angel’s client before – they’d met once, months ago, for a fun little role-play that involved a police uniform, a pair of handcuffs and a lot of dirty talk. He remembered her as a sassy, bright woman who knew exactly what she wanted and made sure they both enjoyed every minute of it, charming and relaxing him with her playful personality when he was still so new at all this. So he smiled when he saw an email from her in his inbox – and then his grin just grew more excited the farther he read.

Dear Angel,

I don’t know if you remember me (fondly or otherwise), so I’ll just remind you of the police baton incident… Rings a bell? I bet not many of your customers make such big fools of themselves 😉 Continue reading


Custom-made fantasy #3


Angel closed the door and leaned against it heavily, shoulders slumping with relief. His keys clattered as they slipped out of his hand and to the floor, but he made no move to pick them up, suddenly too exhausted for that much effort. It was his fifth working night in a row, and a bad one at that.

He hated it when the clients tried to force him to stay longer than the agreed time, or worse still, overnight. It didn’t happen often, and every time so far, a firm tone and a warning that his “guardian” would come looking for him had worked well enough, but it was a scare nonetheless. Angel couldn’t help wondering what would happen if someone didn’t listen one day. It wasn’t as if anyone would really come. No one knew where he was when he went out on the job.

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Custom-made fantasy #2 (NSFW)


Angel, hi!

You don’t know me, but you did have the pleasure of meeting my buddy, Michael. He says you don’t know his last name, so not to bother, but he’s the one with a stupid tongue piercing and a tattoo of a green dragon on his ass? A funny little dude. If it doesn’t ring a bell, I can get him to write to you and confirm his identity or whatever, since I heard you only work through referrals.

Anyway, Mike here tells me you would be the best guy to contact with this: I’m completely straight, but I want to try sex with a dude. Just once, you understand. See, after some shit blowing up in my life this past year, I decided to live a little more. Or a lot more. And one way to do that is going through my bucket list, crossing things off. Trying man on man sex is one of those things.

I’m talking full-on fucking here, not some softcore shit. I wanna try everything, including butt sex, preferably both ways. I assume you’re into that?

I have the money, I will hire a hotel room and we can have some beer and go at it. Let me know when you are free. Weekends only.


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Custom-made fantasy #1


Angel sank into his couch with a steaming mug of black coffee in hand and pulled his laptop closer on the coffee table. His head felt fuzzy with too much sleep. After a busy week and two late nights at work, he’d allowed himself the luxury of sleeping in, and now it was past noon and he hadn’t even showered yet. It was a blissful feeling.

There was one new message in his work inbox, and he finished his coffee and clicked sleepily through a news portal before finally opening it. He smiled as he read through the email.

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