Private investigator Ian visits his friend unannounced, only to discover the man lying in bed, not asleep but dead. Ian resolves to find out how his friend died and, if he was murdered, to bring the killer to justice. But the details of the case are bizarre: the door of the condo unit is locked and the only other occupant is a bodybuilder, Horst, found sitting on the living room couch, half asleep or drugged. Ian calls 911 and the cops, when video footage showing no one entered or left the condo around the time of death, fixate on Horst as the most likely suspect. Ian is convinced Horst is innocent and offers his services to help the police solve the mystery of his friend’s death. But the situation is complicated, not only by the self-contradictory nature of the physical evidence, but by the fact that Ian increasingly finds himself drawn to Horst. Worse, the lead police detective shows increasing signs of interest in Ian himself. Love and death become strangely intertwined, their resolution not easily discovered. Is Horst as innocent as Ian believes? Can Ian help solve the locked-room mystery?

Bliss

The next second, the cock was sliding forward again, and soon I was throat-impaled again, and held there. It was exquisite, this sensation of complete surrender and being totally dominated


This was repeated until I felt the cock swell inside my mouth, and begin to pulse against my lips and tongue. I felt the seed deposited deep inside my throat—a curious and delicious experience, producing such a profound sense of having been conquered that waves of arousal in me increased to the point where they overflowed. My own cock began to pulse as I too came. It was one of my favorite ways to cum, impaled on a cop’s dick.


Chapter 14