New Book Launch! WIRED HARD 4: Erotica for a Gay Universe
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Wired Hard 4: Erotica for a Gay Universe
edited by Cecilia Tan and Lauren P. Burka
ISBN: 978-1-885865-71-7
Word Count: 28,000
List Price: 7.49
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The fourth volume of gay male sexuality and erotica, viewed through the lens of erotic science fiction and fantasy. Masculine tales of kings and castles, futuristic rentboys, phallic magic, and sexual technology. Eight stories in all of unbridled, raw sexuality and flights of imagination that can only exist in the realms of science fiction and fantasy.
Includes:
- Hold Your Breath: Introduction by Xan West
- When the Angels Fall by Helen E. H. Madden
- Slavery By Degree by Gavin Atlas
- Parts by Kal Cobalt
- Balance of Power by Jamie Maguire
- Nectar by Diane Kepler
- Royal Catamite by Tom Cardamone
- Beneath Sea and Sky by Shanna Germain
- The Succession of Knoorikios Khnum by Zachary Jernigan
Excerpt from Slavery By Degree
by Gavin Atlas
The company had told Sky to strip naked before he put himself in the machine, otherwise whatever clothes he had on would be destroyed. For his particular job, they told him it would be wise to lube up his ass first as well. The contraption was fairly heavy, but Sky had carried it back to his parents’ apartment and placed it on his bed. He climbed nude onto the frame’s padding and strapped his ankles into stirrups before reclining flat on the synthetic mat and headrest. As he fingered himself, he tried to remember what they’d called the machine. A cage? A pen? A mew. That was it.
He hadn’t been as nervous or as turned on in a long time, and he had to take a few deep breaths before putting the black metal ring on the index finger of his right hand. A huge electric flash surrounded him and then his bedroom vanished. In fact, his vision was gone altogether. He felt pins and needles all over his body. It was more of a jabbing sensation than when his foot fell asleep, but it felt pleasurable to Sky instead of frightening or painful.
Then he felt pressure in his rectum that grew rapidly until he slammed back into the machine, his sight returning instantly. There was a large black man kneeling over Sky and the mew, his dick sinking deep into Sky’s ass.
Sky cried out at the pain and shock of the sudden invasion.
“Ooh, a new ass slave,” said the man. “This feels like a damn good hole.”
“Thank you,” Sky managed as he concentrated on relaxing his muscles so the man could fuck him. He thought he would look around to see where he was and ask questions of his top, but the man’s dick was so big, he could think of nothing but the rhythm the man made inside him. He exhaled in a puff of effort every time the man slowly thrust in.
“Mmm, incredible ass,” the man said. “And you’re the most beautiful slave I’ve gotten on this service.”
The compliment warmed and relaxed Sky, and he wanted to reward the man by rolling back further to better offer up his ass, but with his ankles locked into the mew’s stirrups, his range of motion was limited. Still the man rumbled with pleasure as Sky moved beneath him.
Sky looked at the man and figured him to be in his late forties. Although his chest was muscular, he had a substantial paunch as well as a bald head, both characteristics that turned Sky on. The man was a patient if eager lover. Sky could feel from the man’s steel-hard erection and expression of pure ecstasy that the man lusted for him deeply. It was a sensation that Sky experienced often, but a man’s intense desire for him and for his ass never ceased to make his stomach thrum with pleasure, especially from an older man such as this.
Sky then realized his hands weren’t handcuffed like he’d been told to expect, and the man’s wonderful thrusts made Sky need to jerk himself off. He pulled his right hand down from above his head and gently slid it under the pushing of the big man’s paunch.
“That’s right, baby,” the man said in a husky voice. “This should be good for you, too.”
Sky never had partners that cared about his pleasure, so he felt the rise of his orgasm quickly. As he began to grunt and moan, the man said “Yeah, baby” and began to pound Sky faster and harder. The man shouted twice, and Sky felt the man’s come fill the port condom, sending him over the edge. White jets of seed began to cover Sky’s stomach as he shuddered in climax.
The man stayed inside of Sky for a moment, breathing heavily and staring hard into Sky’s eyes.
“I’m Hal,” he said.
“Sky. No hurry, but since I can’t get up, could you clean off my stomach?”
Hal didn’t move. “Sure, in a moment. Each time you go through teleportation, there’s an ablution cycle. At least if you’re an ass slave for SubAdonis Corporation.” Hal stroked Sky’s chest above the area come had hit. “Mmm, I wish we had time for me to fuck you again, but if I keep you from being pulled after thirty minutes, the fees are outrageous. Like they say, ‘everything costs.’”
Hal pulled out of the mew’s port condom and then gently removed the device from Sky’s ass. “Okay, tiger, let me clean you. But only because I want to. Don’t expect this from most subscribers.”
As Hal slipped on a burgundy robe, Sky looked around at marble tables and gold figurines that Sky figured were fake until he noticed the fireplace. He’d never seen one except in pictures. “How come my hands weren’t tied?” Sky wondered aloud.
“Is that too trusting of me?” Hal asked from the bathroom. “I’m pretty big and strong, and the mew has your ankles bound. Nothing’s going to happen. But I’m not typical. Most people who can afford SubAdonis’ rates are rich old men, and most of you ass slaves are young and strong. Your hands will be cuffed a lot.”
“You sound like you know this is my first time,” Sky said, looking at the mew. While his legs were still held in the air and spread, the mew seemed more comfortable and less confining than his device at home. He hadn’t realized that he would be teleported without his own machine.
Hal returned and applied the softest cloth to Sky’s skin that he’d ever felt. “I pay extra to get boys first when they contract to SubAdonis. And I paid even more for a smooth, blond ass slave. You’re the most beautiful one I’ve ever had though, so I’m going to do something I shouldn’t.”
He took a layered black disc with a flashing red light and waved it up and down in front of the mew’s control panel as if scanning it. The disc emitted a series of beeps. “Got it.”
“Got what?”
“Your teleport signal. I can hack into my mew and pull you to me if you’re available. SubAdonis wants subscribers to put in repeat requests through them, and if a slave is popular, the price can be astronomical.”
“Everything costs,” Sky said, beginning to notice a strain in his thighs caused by their continued suspension in the air.
“And you’re going to be very popular, young man,” Hal said. “So why did you sell yourself into slavery?” Hal asked while fondling Sky’s upturned ass cheeks.
“Because I love getting fucked. I’m a slut.”
“And you’re very good at what you do, Sky. Your ass felt kind of tight for a slut though.”
“Some of my regular tops give me money so I can buy a tightening and conditioning cream. You’ve got the best of both worlds. A virgin tight ass from a boy who knows how to give pleasure.”
Hal shook his head. “I’ve heard of that stuff. You’re going to have so many men inside you I should probably buy shares in that company.”
“Is there a way for you to lower my legs?” Sky asked.
“Okay, baby.”
Hal hit a switch, and the mew beeped and produced a mechanical voice. “Warning, for your protection, SubAdonis Corporation does not recommend freeing the teleportee from the apparatus. Any and all guarantees may be voided if the teleportee is freed.”
“I can’t free you completely,” Hal said. “SubAdonis will have a fit. So the neck harness will have to stay on. I can open the face cage though.”
“That’s okay. That’s not bothering me.”
“I wish I could have you with no mew at all. Having your legs in the air was damn good, but I want you on all fours and bent over the side of my bed and riding my dick cowboy style.”
“I look forward to that,” Sky said with a smile he hoped was seductive.
The mew beeped a five minute warning.
“May I ask what city I’m in?” Sky said, trying to look out the window. He realized he was on an upper floor of a high-rise since he could make out several glittering skyscrapers.
“I’m not going to say. But you’re still in America for now. You’re going to spend a lot of time in the Middle East.”
“I am?”
“They all want to fuck the asses of gorgeous young Americans, especially blonds. This isn’t the safest occupation you could have chosen.”
“What could happen?”
Hal began to lift Sky’s legs back into the stirrups. “It’s fine now, but what if someday someone figures out how to remove the port condom? You’ll get your ass barebacked even if these things let you feel practically everything already. They still have transmission errors once or twice a year, and then someone could try to break you out of the mew, take off your ring, and hold you captive. You could be stranded in some bad country and never see home again. If you’re doing this simply to be a slut, you should have just put your ass in the air for men in your home town.”
“Okay, it’s not just because I’m a slut. I also want the benefits. My parents have a lot of debt for investing in my future. When I didn’t study hard enough for comps, I didn’t get any scholarships, and there was no way they could pay back the loans.”
“Well, damn, why the hell didn’t you study?”
A louder, one minute warning trilled twice.
“I couldn’t find the time. Too busy getting my ass pounded,” Sky said with a sheepish smile. “My mom told me, ‘if the only thing you’re good at is getting fucked, then that’s how you’re going to pay us back.’ I told them I would indenture myself for three years, after which their debt will be paid, I’ll have enough for my own place, and SubAdonis will pay for my education.”
“I have trouble believing a mother would be that harsh.”
“My parents may not be great people, but I don’t blame them. Giving up my ass really is what I do best.”
A ten-second countdown began, and Hal pressed a release button. The interference field that prevented Sky from being teleported away was lifted, and the ring on Sky’s finger glowed green. Sky saw Hal wave goodbye, and then there was the flash, the blindness and the pins and needles. However, this time there seemed to be a soothing mist as well.
The pressure began in his ass again, and he slammed into a dark room. A very hairy white man with a large mustache had his dick in Sky now. He couldn’t understand why he had trouble breathing until he realized this mew was fitted with a gag for his mouth. His hands were bound above his head this time, and he felt slightly wet, as if tiny water droplets covered him. His thighs felt as if they’d been rested and massaged during the teleportation. Sky was thankful the regenerating lubricant that SubAdonis had provided him with worked well as this man’s dick was almost as big as Hal’s.
“Don’t even moan,” the man whispered in an accent Sky took to be Spanish. “My wife is asleep right over there.” It was then that Sky realized this mew was on the floor in a corner. The parts of his back, neck and rear that weren’t supported by the padded mew touched cool wood paneling. Sky looked to his left and could make out a supine figure on a bed above him. The woman was less than five feet away.
The man fucked Sky slowly, his head tilted upwards and his eyes closed in apparent bliss. Occasionally he looked at his sleeping spouse. Each time he did so, he would thrust inside Sky’s ass especially hard.
Sky’s vision was impaired by the darkness, but he could make out an intricate fresco painted on the expansive ceiling. Surely someone who could afford such a luxury had another room where he could fuck an ass slave in private.
Sky imagined the man to be angry with his wife, and that fury needed to be spent in Sky’s hole. The thought made him try to roll back and make his ass even more vulnerable for the hairy man. The stirrups of this mew were looser, and Sky could pull his knees practically to his face. He took deep, even breaths through his nose in rhythm with the man’s pumping cock.
The man uttered a low growl. The figure on the bed rustled and murmured in her sleep. The man leaned down to whisper in Sky’s ear.
“You can’t stop me from fucking you, can you?” The man’s breath was fast and labored. Sky felt his dick stirring. He had no control over it; he loved being taunted. “That’s right, boy. You can’t stop anyone from fucking you, now that you’re a slave.”
Sky writhed, intoxicated with pleasure. He yearned to get fucked by every man in the world.
The man let out a series of harsh gasps as he pummeled Sky’s hole and then barked as he came.
“Pedro?” the woman said. “What’s that noise? Is something wrong?”
The man, who must have been Pedro, raced to set the release button on the mew. Just as the woman raised her head, Sky saw the flash and was pulled out and onto another dick.
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