When I can't find time for my muscular sexpot of a boyfriend, he takes it into his own capable hands to make time....
These days I'm just so busy with everything. No matter how hard I try, it's a struggle to make time for my boyfriend, Greg, given that I'm working at all hours of the day at a financial firm in order to roll in the dough.
It's sad, really.... In a lot of ways, I owe a lot of my sexual identity to Greg for taking me under his wing, so to speak. He was my first real boyfriend after a young adulthood of being raised by sexually repressive conservatives, and Greg was the person who really first helped me embrace being gay.
A large part of why I work so much, though, is because I want the best life possible for the two of us, and as I'm leaving the office late one evening, I try not to let myself feel too bad about it. That is, until suddenly I'm kidnapped and thrown into a van from right off of the street, and taken to an unknown facility scared out of my wits.
When I next see light, I'm in a vacant brick room with a dirty concrete floor. And it just so happens that my kidnapper has some very sadistic things in mind for me....
Warning: This book contains lots of hot sex, drama, and adult language.
©2015 R.P. James (P)2015 R.P. James