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More than threesome part 5
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2026-10-27 18:14:09
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Men After Dark Story 9: The Injured Athlete & His Physical Therapist
Chapter 1 Cole Maddox hated the quiet. His apartment had always been loud—teammates crashing on the couch, music through the walls, the constant low noise of a career that never really turned off. Now it was just the sound of the ice machine in the freezer and the occasional car on the street six floors down. Six weeks since the tackle. Four since the surgery. The ACL was a clean tear, the surgeon had said. Best-case scenario if he did the work. The work was the problem. Rowan Kell stood in the middle of the living room like he belonged there, which he didn’t. Early thirties, quiet in the way people get when they’ve spent years listening more than talking. Dark hair, steady hands, the kind of calm that made Cole want to pick a fight just to see if it would crack. The agency had sent him after the third PT in the clinic made Cole snap a resistance band and walk out. “We’ll start with range of motion,” Rowan said. No small talk. No pity. He set a folded towel on the floor and nodde
Men After Dark The bodyguard and the pop star part 5
Chapter 5 The last night of the tour arrived faster than either of us wanted. We were back in the same city where it started, in a different suite on a higher floor. The final show had ended an hour ago. The label team was already packing equipment and scheduling the flight that would take Lennox to London for the interview he’d spent weeks avoiding. My contract officially ended at midnight. After that I was no longer his bodyguard. Just a man who had spent six weeks learning the exact sounds he made when he came apart. Lennox locked the door, dropped his jacket on the floor, and looked at me like he already knew this was the last private room we were guaranteed. “I’m not getting on that plane tomorrow and pretending the last six weeks didn’t happen,” he said. “I know.” He crossed the space between us, fisted a hand in my shirt, and pulled me into a kiss that carried every night we’d stolen. I walked him backward until his legs hit the bed and we went down together. Clothes came
Men After Dark The bodyguard and the pop star part 4
Chapter 4 By the fourth week the secrecy had its own rhythm. I still walked three paces behind him through every terminal and hotel lobby. I still spoke only when the job required it. In elevators filled with assistants and label reps I kept my face blank and my hands off him. The second we were alone the distance disappeared like it had never existed. Tonight we were in a converted farmhouse an hour outside Lyon. No adjoining rooms, no overnight staff, just high stone walls and a bed large enough for the kind of noise we no longer bothered to keep quiet. Lennox had been quiet all evening—post-show adrenaline crashed hard, the usual label messages piling up unanswered on his phone. The moment the last car left the driveway he locked the door, turned to me, and said, “I need you to take me apart.” I did. We didn’t make it to the bed on the first try. I had him bent over the heavy wooden table in the main room, jeans shoved down to his thighs, my cock buried in him before either o
Men After Dark The bodyguard and the pop-star part 3
Chapter 3 Three cities later the pattern was set. I stayed three steps behind him in public, expression blank, earpiece in, scanning every crowd and exit the way I was paid to. In elevators and back seats of black cars I kept my hands to myself and my eyes forward. The second a suite door locked behind us, the professional distance collapsed. Tonight it was a private villa outside Milan instead of a hotel. High walls, no adjoining rooms, staff dismissed for the evening. Lennox had been on edge all day—press still circling the outing, label calls he refused to take, a performance that had gone technically perfect and emotionally hollow. The moment we were alone he shoved me against the entryway wall and kissed me like he’d been holding it in for twelve hours. I let him. His jacket hit the floor. Mine followed. We left a trail of clothes down the short hallway to the main bedroom. By the time the backs of my knees hit the mattress I was fully hard and already done pretending I
Men After Dark The bodyguard and the pop star part 2
Chapter 2 I cleaned up in the bathroom without looking at myself in the mirror. When I came back out, Lennox had stripped the rest of the way and was stretched on the large bed in nothing but the city light coming through the windows. He watched me with open satisfaction, one arm folded behind his head, the other resting low on his stomach. My marks were already starting to show on his hips. “You’re still dressed,” he said. “Someone has to stay functional.” “I don’t want you functional right now.” He patted the mattress beside him. “I want you back over here.” I should have checked the perimeter. Should have reviewed tomorrow’s schedule. Instead I unbuttoned my shirt, dropped it on a chair, and stepped out of the rest of my clothes. Lennox’s eyes tracked every movement. When I climbed onto the bed he reached for me immediately, pulling me down until I was braced over him. “That first time was rough,” he murmured against my mouth. “I liked it. I want the next one slower.” I kis
Men After Dark Story 8: The bodyguard and the pop star
Chapter 1 I was supposed to stay professional. That was the only rule I gave myself when the agency assigned me to him. No personal involvement. No reactions. Just keep the principal alive and out of the press for the next six weeks of private European shows. I’d done protection work for politicians, CEOs, even a couple of minor royals. None of them had ever looked at me the way he did the second the suite door closed behind us. His name was Lennox Vale. Twenty-six. Recently outed in the most public way possible after a leaked video. The label wanted him shielded, controlled, and still able to perform. I was the shield. He dropped his bag by the couch and turned to face me, still in the black stage jacket from the flight, hair slightly messy from the car. The suite was all dark wood and floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the city, but I wasn’t looking at the view. “You always this quiet?” he asked. “I’m paid to be quiet.” Lennox’s mouth curved. He walked closer, slow, like he
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