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The Agency

Author(s): JJ Massa

Held together and directed by the strength of one person, known only
as The Old Man, The Agency acts as the world’s anti-terrorist
organization. Regardless of race, creed, or sociopolitical backgrounds,
talented young people are gathered, trained, and their skills put to
good use, making the world a safer place. Every agent has a tale to
tell, every Agency employee comes with a story.
 
This double
novella features Tyrone and Marek. Tyrone is a cook, Marek a crack
agent also known as "the Shadow", whose love may surprise everyone. The
second story pairs Agency operative Lancelot and biochemist Vanya, who
team up to stop a major terrorist operation. See what stories The Old
Man finds most entertaining. Join The Agency today!
 
Excerpt: 
 
The very idea of touching and being touched by the
stranger in the picture terrified him, even sickened him. Conversely,
leaning against Lancelot Morgan’s broad chest and having the agent’s
muscular arm around him–that felt better than anything ever had in his
entire life. He felt safe and he was reluctant to give that up.
“I do not know how,” he confessed in a whisper, face pressed to the starched white shirt of the older man.
“You
don’t… What? You’re afraid that….” Vanya felt Lancelot take a deep
breath. “Okay,” the larger man shifted around and tilted Vanya’s face
up with one hand. “How about this?” he began, “You’ve kissed someone
before haven’t you?”
“Ni, no, no kiss, no um, how you say, mitsno obiymaty,
is embrace with arms, is hug. No,” he repeated becoming upset again.
“My inadequacies will cause death, injury! I cannot do this! I cannot!”
He
struggled to move from Lancelot’s tight embrace but the larger man held
him fast. “Hush! Be still,” Lancelot admonished, both arms going around
him now. “We are partners on this case, Vanya. We’ll figure this out
together.” Vanya struggled halfheartedly one last time. “Together,
Vanya,” Lancelot repeated, giving him a hard squeeze.
“I am having hug now, yes?” Vanya wheezed, causing Lancelot to laugh and loosen his hold slightly.
“Yes,
little professor, and if you put your arms around me, we’ll both be
having a hug,” Vanya could hear the smile in Lancelot’s voice.
Slowly,
shyly, Vanya eased first one arm and then the other around Lancelot’s
ribs until his hands clutched at the smooth muscles of the other man’s
back. They sat silently for a minute and Vanya reveled in the warm
closeness of his first hug.
When he felt
Lancelot shift slightly, he drew back and looked up at him. “You will
show me how, yes?” he asked, so grateful for the other man’s presence.
“You will teach me?”
Lancelot looked down
into the pleading eyes of the little chemist and was lost. Vanya didn’t
need perfect English to make himself clear. Lance understood that the
man in his arms had never made love with anybody, ever, and he wanted
Lancelot to teach him how to seduce someone.
While
Lancelot doubted that this innocent little man could ever purposely
seduce anyone, Dr. Havalon would expect Vanya to be experienced with
men. If not, their hand would be tipped. Besides, he reasoned, it
wasn’t right that the young man’s first sexual experience be a job.
Sliding
one hand up to cup the back of Vanya’s tilted head, Lancelot sunk his
fingers into the gilded silk of his hair and lowered his lips to caress
the pounding pulse at his temple.
“I’ll teach you,” he agreed, moving to kiss first the left eye, then the right, and ending with a kiss on his nose.
“I feel odd,” Vanya whispered. “My heart, it beats fast and I feel both cold and hot. My limbs shake. Perhaps I am ill?”
“No,
Professor,” Lancelot murmured warmly, brushing his lips across a smooth
cheek. “You aren’t ill, you’re excited. And maybe you’re attracted to
me just a little?”
Vanya tilted his head and Lancelot fought a smile as the studious young man analyzed that statement.
“I have long admired your looks. You are tall and muscular. Strong with dark hair and dark eyes.  If only I were more….”
Lancelot cut him off by dropping a light kiss on Vanya’s startled mouth. “Not one more word,” he growled. “You are a very attractive man, Vanya. I thought so this morning and I think so now.”
Saying
the words and looking into Vanya’s innocent and open face, Lancelot
knew he was telling the truth. The minute he’d seen that mischievous
twinkle in those intelligent and slightly exotic eyes, his blood had
pooled and heated in his groin. It had surged again when he’d seen that
disheveled, sun kissed mop in The Old Man’s office.
For Lancelot, teaching Dr. Vanya Ambrozak about the pleasures of the flesh would not be a hardship--not at all.

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ISBN (Print):
ISBN (Electronic): 1-60370-321-7
Genre: GLBT
Date Published: 09/10/2008
Publisher: Torquere Press

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