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Silas's Choice
by habu
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Suspense/Thriller
Description: Former Marine, Renaissance man, and commando spy, Silas Collins makes his own unusual choices in life, work, and manner of loving. Trapped into recruiting for the Agency's special "candy store" unit, finding his choices in doing his commando work grating against the wishes of his masters, and failing in love with the one man he cannot attain, Ward Spano, Silas chooses to retreat from it all. Ward Spano, however, tracks Silas down, having made a choice of his own.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: June 2010
 
10 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [336 KB]
Words: 33023
Reading time: 94-132 min.
All Other formats: Printing DISABLED, Read-aloud DISABLED
"Silas's Choice by habu is a mile-a-minute, erotic--and I do mean erotic--thriller...If you enjoy reading about extremely erotic and scorching man-on-man sex, then you will find this book very much to your liking... And then, you too, will find yourself a stalk?er fan of the author named habu." -Kathy, Dark Diva Reviews, 4/5 STARS
I sat there in the administrative office, cheery sunshine streaming in through the window, looking at the photographs: Silas fucking me, both in the gym room and in our dorm room. I had been set up. But the cameras hadn't shot anything that wasn't true. There was nothing there I could deny.
The man in the expensive, well-pressed suit told me that his name was Sam Winterberry and that he was putting together a new unit in the Agency, one that tracked down good intelligence the old-fashioned way.
"Do you know the quickest and most effective way to get intelligence out of a target, Mr. Pulido?"
"No, what?" I said, still stunned, not able yet to talk to the man, not able to lift my head up.
"It's not to torture him for the information. Then he will tell you what he thinks you want to hear--anything to stop the pain. No, Mr. Pulido, the best way to get reliable information out of a target is to give him what he wants--and to make him want more. And then to deny it to him if he stops giving you information that is both good and reliable. And all the better if what he wants is something that will cause him great pain and suffering if it comes to light that this is something he wants."
"Oh, that's interesting . . . but what . . . ?"
"Spy candy, Mr. Pulido. I'm starting up a unit of very, very special operatives that we're informally referring to as the candy store."
"Candy?"
"Yes, and we can give you two choices, Mr. Pulido. You can be severed from the Agency--just let go without any consideration or a recommendation--because, after all, you knew very well what our requirements were when you applied for a career here, didn't you? Or you can join the new unit I'm creating. I think you can be very useful to us--and we won't mention whatever sexual preference you want to follow as long as it doesn't publicly redound on the Agency. You'd be doing important work--getting good information from targets in a time-honored way, helping to dispense with any need for torture tactics. Your choice. Which will it be? All you need do is nod, and we'll start the processing in immediately, and you can come back to Langley with me. Just a nod."
My prospects were bleak. Of course I gave the nod.
"Ah, yes. Very good choice. We'll leave within the hour. We'll be arriving in Northern Virginia late, so you can spend the night at my house."
When I left the office, Silas looked up, and I saw the pained expression in his face. I didn't bear him any grudge. I'd known the risks, and I could only imagine what was being held over his head to participate in this recruitment. And, if I'd been asked, I would have had to admit that, despite everything, if Silas had stood and beckoned me to him, I'd have let him do anything he wanted to do to me right there in the corridor of the administration building at the Farm.
Sam Winterberry fucked me that night in the four-poster bed in his townhouse in McLean. He was a master at it, and he made clear that this was all part of my instruction to the new job. But he couldn't give half the cocking that Silas could.
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