Alexander Monroe lives in Grasspatch, a town so small, the founders couldn’t even be bothered thinking up a proper name for it. He works at the newsagency/post office, where his duties include ordering newspapers and magazines, printing Lotto tickets, and delivering the mail. One morning he has to deliver a parcel to the mysterious Mr Christian O’Neill, who lives in an oddly-shaped mansion on the outskirts of town. Not much is known about Mr O’Neill, although there is certainly an abundance of rumours -- a faded rock star, a media-shy actor. Alexander can’t wait to find out the answers for himself. Rather than being odd, Christian turns out to be the most interesting person Alexander has ever met. In fact, he asks to come back, and with each consecutive visit, he learns more and more about Christian, and about the power of the mind and the wonders visualisation can bring. But even as Alexander learns how to get what he thinks he wants, he loses Christian. Is it too late to find him again? And if he does, will what they had still be there?

Cool Blue

“What about dinner?” he asked. “It’s getting cold.”


“So we’ll eat it cold,” replied Christian as he reached between Alexander’s legs and inserted a finger into Alexander’s well-lubricated hole.


Alexander moaned and reached down to take his cock in his hand.


“Suck my nipple,” said Alexander. “Suck it gently.”


Christian’s lips brushed against the erect nipple, eliciting a long sigh from Alexander. 


Alexander’s hand began to pump his cock faster. He bucked his hips upwards, giving Christian the opportunity to push his fingers deeper into him.


“I’m going to cum,” he announced breathlessly.


Christian raised his head, but Alexander used his free hand to push it back to his bright red teat. Christian resumed sucking it, firmly, gripping it between his teeth as he flicked it with the tip of his tongue.


Chapter 10