Jim Newsome is the CEO of a food services consulting firm, working primarily for the healthcare industry. He wears a shoe lift due to a childhood accident that shortened his leg. Whenever he acquires a new client -- typically a hospital -- Jim goes undercover to get a firsthand look at the problems before reporting his findings, and possible solutions. His current assignment hasn’t been an easy one, and Jim’s relieved it will all be over at the end of the week. Then Jim meets Lance Lamas, an orthopedic specialist. Lance tries to strike up a conversation, but Jim isn’t playing nice. But Lance’s relentless pursuit pays off, and the two men go out on a double date with friends. The evening ends in the best way possible, and when Jim reveals who he really is, Lance knows he wants to keep him -- shoe lift, dirty mouth, and all.

To Lift My Sole

“It’s been years since I lost control like that. Wow.” He swallowed and studied me. I was sure I looked like a Cheshire cat.


I lost some of my inner glow. I didn’t want to think about the men in my past.


“You’re the first guy in a long time who has been…honest with me, about everything. That, by itself, is a huge turn on.” I was hard, but I could wait.


“What can I do for you? Do you want me to suck you off? Or fuck me? Anything. I’m at your command.” His face held a look of wonder, lust and, dare I say it, affection. I hadn’t expected that.


“I think I’d like to rub against your stomach until I go off. May I lick your pecs? I’d love to pull on the hairs of your chest while I fuck you. Maybe you can grab my ass and hold me down and we can—”


Before I finished, Lance was out of his chair and dragging me down the hall to his room. I chortled at his haste.


Chapter 10