Parole Officer's Bitch

by Yamila Abraham

  “Holy shit.”

  I just about came on the spot. My swollen dick looked so good. The sounds I was making were hot as fuck.

  Lucassen started ramming me hard enough for his pelvis to slap against my butt cheeks. “Oh yeah—let’s do it!”

  My chest started heaving. He was pounding into my sweet spot. My stomach was quivering hard now. I watched my cock getting worked on the screen and pumped my own dick at the same rhythm. My face made a painful grimace. I was so close. My dick was tickling up the center line and my nuts were starting to clench into me, just like they were on the screen.

  “Oh fuck!” I said in real time.

  Lucassen started grunting. “Aw! Yeah! Yeah!”

  I saw my dick erupt on the video. My fist turned furious. My hot cock started convulsing in my hand. The hard eruption made my back curl. I had more come left than I realized. The spew shot out of my cock in hot gushes.

  “Ahhh!”

  Lucassen was twitching against my back. His dick thrust hard one final time. My own cock was rubbery in my hand. I let it go and collapsed against the bed. Lucassen sat back against the wall. I could hear him panting.

  “Ohhh yeah. Fuck.” It took a while for him to be able to talk. “You got a gaping asshole right now, Martos. Looks real nice.”

  I rolled over to glare at him. His dick was already sealed up in his pants again. He must have tossed the condom in the bedside trash.

  “Whoo. Now that really was a stress relief.”

  “You’re welcome, motherfucker.”

  He jabbed a finger at me. “Don’t get pissed off now. I fucked you gently. And you got off, too. Twice.”

  “Yeah, I know.” I was still basking in the afterglow, to tell you the truth. My ass and dick both had tender aches.

  Lucassen dragged himself off the bed. I was surprised he could get up so easy. I was ready for a ten hour nap, myself.

  He shoved his feet into his loafers. “Get up and get dressed.”

  “Naw, man. I need to sleep.”

  “Fuck that. I’m talking you to a jeweler in midtown so you can actually get some decent money for your gold. Then we’re going to Hoboken to pick up your wagon.”

  I sat up. “Are you serious?”

  He sneered at me. “Damn right. You think I’m going to let you blow the money on more meth supplies? You’re going through with this business. You’re going clean.”

  I hopped off the bed. “Yeah, motherfucker! That’s what I want!” I was suddenly wide awake. I pulled on my boxers quick, then got my pants.

  “You better not let me down. This is the last time you can use your ass as a get out of jail free card. You listening?”

  I threw on my shirt. “Fuck yeah. Let’s do this shit.”

  I met his eyes. Lucassen smiled at me. Not a creepy asshole smile, an ‘I actually like you’ smile. He knew I was for real.

  ***

  It was a damn easy set-up. All I had to do was ride around in my bike wagon with the big $25 Oil Change sign and I had business coming out of my ass. I either had work right away, or left a card and got a call later. Who the fuck wants to pay $100 for all sorts of extra shit you don’t need when I was cheaper and came right to you?

  In three months I had enough money to move us to a nice apartment in Brooklyn. This time Lucassen called before coming out for his home inspection. He was impressed. The apartment was sweet and he knew I’d gotten it legit.

  “You’ve done pretty good for yourself,” he said while looking around. “Not bad for a gangster.”

  I smiled. “Shit.”

  “I’m done. Everything looks good.”

  “You ain’t even checked every room yet.”

  “Don’t need to. I know you’ve cleaned up your act.” He paused at the door. “So. You want to get dinner?”

  I blinked a few times like I didn’t believe what I heard. “Excuse me?”

  “You’re my last stop. I’m off duty. Let’s get something at that Polynesian place on the bottom floor. My apartment’s right around the corner from here, too.”

  “What are you—taking me out on a date or some shit?”

  He scoffed. “I’ll still revoke your parole if you fuck up down the line. This time though, you can say no to me and I won’t revoke you.” His eyes kind of gleamed. “I’m just looking to get laid.”

  I wet my lips. “Bet you miss my sweet ass, huh?”

  “More than you can know.”

  I grabbed my coat off the hook on the back of the door and put it on. “You’re still a dickhead perv.”

  He led the way. “You trying to make sure I spank you again, too?”

  Just him saying it made my dick lurch. “Maybe I am, motherfucker.”

  He didn’t just spank my ass red. We were at his place so he had plenty of toys to use on me. He pumped one of them white cone shaped vibrators in and out of my ass until I jizzed hard. Then he climbed right on top of my back to fuck me. We took our time—a good two hours. The bitch even let me fuck him.

  I still thought he was mostly an asshole, but I didn’t feel like knifing him in the street no more. And yeah, we got together without me having to, but it ain’t like we kissed or nothing. It was just a fuck (a damn good one).

  Who knows—maybe my dick would drop on by to see him again. END

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  I like for characters to have to do things that make their souls ache, but where they have so much incentive that they just have to force themselves to do it. That was the prevalent theme of this story. In The Eidolon's Conquest Rand is sick over the idea of surrendering to this enemy who he not only pissed off, but who is going to do sexual things to him. I worked the situation to make sure my character was trapped. He had to give in—to sink into absolute submission.

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  I started out getting published in small literary journals when I was out of college. I won contests here and there, and I always seemed to be working on my next submission for publication. In 1999 I discovered yaoi, and it was an epiphany for me since I'd been writing yaoi for decades but never had a label for it. In 2004 I started my own publishing company, Yaoi Press, and put out yaoi graphic novels. I got out 50 or so before Borders Books closed and the bottom fell out of the market. The last book Yaoi Press published was in 2012, and I'm pretty sure that's the end of ink and paper books for me.

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  Almost every story I write is a variation of beauty and the beast. One big monster type going after one small vulnerable type. The story is in how the monster seduces beauty. The beast character is often a demon in my writing. The Demon and the Emperor, Vanquished Knight, Incubus Master, and Xenoskar. I dig stories about big sexy demons taking sweet tender ukes. Demons, to me, are vampires without the fangs and bloodsucking. They're sexy monsters that can be whatever you want. In Demon Consort I had the demon take the role of the sweet vulnerable one and the human took the role of the beast.

  When I was growing up you didn't see sexy demons all that much in Western comics, literature, and media. I thought the huge horned demon Tim Curry played in the Legend movie was pretty sexy, but that pointy cleft chin turned me off. Pinhead in the Hellraiser movies was pretty cool, but how do you kiss him? Demons in Western comics were similarly disappointing. I gravitated instead towards anime and manga where feudal Japan traditions brought about demons who were less monster and more beautiful and godlike. This ultimately led me to write graphic novels in the manga style for my publishing company Yaoi Press. The big hit for me was Winter Demon. My other notable graphic novel is Dark Prince (which you can read for free right now on http://yaoimila.com).

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  While sitting in class at the start of my second semester at Princeton a small baggy of cocaine fell out of my coat pocket. The kid behind me sent a text to campus security. They nabbed me right when I was walking out of class.

  “My dad is the CEO at Chase Manhattan,” I said, while seated in their bullshit interrogation chair. “Call him, for fuck’s sake. He’ll straighten this all out.”

  “No problem. We’ll call him,” the female security guard said.

  “Good. Because you know you’d have your asses handed to you if you let this blow up.”

  In a few minutes I heard the chatter from a cop’s radio heading toward me. The fuckers had called the police.

  I’d hit the NYC club scene in a massive way once I’d gotten to college. To make sure the doors were open for me at the hottest parties I always tried to have a few grams of coke. The dealer at Princeton was unreliable. After a long dry spell I managed to pin him down and bought his whole supply: fifty grams, each in their own little baggies. I figured I’d be good for a while. I crammed them in my coat pocket and went to class.

  This was how my life got fucked up.

  It’s a humbling experience getting bailed out of jail by a father who was way too busy at his job to deal with such bullshit. I told him the same thing I told the cops. I wasn’t dealing. These were just my VIP passes to the best parties in Manhattan. He was furious, but he knew, the same as I knew, that the drug trafficking charges would be dropped. People like me didn’t go to prison.