About Obsidian: What You Wish For 2
by Alex Jacobs
69 pages / 34500 words
ISBN: 978-60370-98703
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In ‘What You Wish For’, Jared Cross came to a realization that he was
gay after a surprising proposition from the much older Nicol Romanenko,
the owner of a local gay hotspot. Obsidian continues the morning after
their first evening together.
Jared and Nicol take the first steps in what promises to become a very
interesting and fulfilling relationship. But that is all cut short when
Jared finds himself in the hospital after a mugging. Can their
relationship survive when Jared’s family and ex-girlfriend show up and
find out that Jared is gay?
Sample
Jared fell silent, just basking in the feeling of being held by Nicol.
His gaze wandered about the room for a while until it came to rest on the
closed door that he'd been so curious about five nights before. "Nicol? Care
to show me what's behind that door now?"
Nicol looked down at Jared and seemed to consider it, but then said, "I'm
not sure it's the right time. I think I'm quite comfortable right here,
after all."
Jared gave Nicol's shoulder a playful little punch, "Come on, Nicol. You
said you'd show me that room when you had more time. I've got lots, and you
said yourself the club is closed tonight. Please?"
Nicol smirked a little, stroking his chin as he looked down at Jared. He
lowered his lips to kiss at Jared's neck. "I don't know, boy," he murmured
softly, brushing his teeth against Jared's ear and nipping lightly. "I
really don't think you're asking properly."
Jared gasped as he felt those teeth grip his ear. It didn't hurt much, but
the contrast from the delicate kisses and tenderness that Nicol had shown so
far made an almost electric thrill run through him. He frowned a little,
furrowing his brow in confusion, unsure what Nicol meant. "I, uhh, well, I'm
just curious, Nicol," he stammered. There was something about Nicol's
demeanor that had changed ever so slightly. He twisted his neck to look up
at Nicol, and saw in those deep gray eyes a faint hunger. It was the same
look he'd seen their first night together: possessive and needful, with a
presence of will focused on Jared that evoked a feeling of nervousness,
embarrassment and a gentle fluttering in his belly. "N-nicol?" he asked
hesitantly.
"Now there you go again, my boy," Nicol said softly, his hand brushing
Jared's cheek gently. "You're not even remembering what to call me, let
alone asking me to properly show you my play-room. That first night, when I
had you on my lap, and I was stroking you, what did I tell you to call me?"
Jared blinked and then squirmed in place, turning his face against that
gentle touch. "I, well, I, you told me to call you... Sir?" Nicol's smirk
turned into a full grin, and he nodded. "B-but I thought you meant that
n-night. You m-meant all the time? Even when we're not... you know..."
Nicol shook his head. "Boy. Jared. What I want from you is much more than a
little play. I offered to teach you, to help you experience and be what I
think you were meant to be. I want you to show your deference to that
teaching, and the position I want to hold over you in our play and
relationship, by calling me 'Sir'. Now, boy, ask me properly, and I'll
indulge you."
Jared bit his lip nervously, trying to compose himself. After a few moments,
he said in a small voice, "Please, Sir, will you show me your play room?"
Nicol clucked his tongue and tapped his chin, then smirked. "I will. But
first, I want something from you, my dear. I want you naked, kneeling in
front of me, in the next sixty seconds, and asking properly for me to show
you my play room." His gaze grew a little more intense, the smile a little
more sadistic, and he continued, "And, Jared my boy, I want you to ask...
no, I want you to beg me to punish you by spanking that fine little ass of
yours for every single time you've called me by my first name instead of
Sir."