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  In The Dark

  A Collection of Gay Erotic Short Stories

  Includes

  What Should Never Be

  A Collection of Twelve Taboo Short Stories

  G.A. HAUSER

  Published by Phaze Books

  Also by GA Hauser

  Man to Man

  Miller's Tale

  Pirates

  Teacher's Pet

  Vampire Nights

  Two In Two Out

  Double Trouble

  Top Men

  In The Dark

  This is an explicit and erotic novel

  intended for the enjoyment

  of adult readers. Please keep

  out of the hands of children.

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  In The Dark

  Copyright © 2010 by GA Hauser

  ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.

  Edited by Stephanie Balistreri

  Cover Art © 2010 by Stacee Sierra

  First Edition February 2010

  ISBN-13: 978-1-60659-977-8

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  An imprint of Mundania Press LLC

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  Foreword

  Under certain conditions, human beings can react in unusual ways. Nature has provided us with instinct and reflexes to help protect us in the event of danger or fear. For instance, the response of the flight or fight impulse is part of our primal brain and can help us make the correct decision in a pinch.

  But what about the urge for affection, touch, or even lust?

  In which conditions do perfect strangers reach out to one another for comfort, closeness, or simply to get their rocks off? What causes rational people to react slightly irrationally and perhaps do things they wouldn’t normally do? Like cheat on loved ones, have a sexual encounter with someone they do not know, or fall head over heels in love at first sight?

  There are mysteries to the human psyche that people may conjecture about, hazard a wild guess, or divulge their own failings in similar situations.

  But…does anyone really trust themselves when opportunity knocks?

  And what if these chances come in the form of hot hunks that make offers one cannot refuse?

  Who knows what we should expect when ‘life happens’? Especially when those contacts are In The Dark.

  —GA Hauser

  Contents

  In the Dark of Night

  Elevator Men

  Surveillance

  Parking Blues

  Voyeur

  Mall Men

  Flat Out

  Movie House

  In the Light of Day

  Elevator Men

  Surveillance

  Parking Blues

  Voyeur

  Mall Men

  Flat Out

  Movie House

  What Should Never Be

  Twelve taboo tales...

  In the Dark of Night

  Elevator Men

  Brad was exhausted. Finally the end of the week had arrived. His briefcase in hand, he stood at the elevator on the tenth floor and exhaled deeply, wishing he was already home and had a beer in his fist, relaxing. He loosened his necktie and opened the top button of his starched shirt collar.

  A handsome man in a navy blue short-sleeved shirt and the same color blue trousers approached and stood near him waiting for the elevator. Over his left shirt pocket read the name ‘Kent’. He was carrying a small toolbox and appeared as tired as Brad felt.

  The building was almost void of occupants as most took an early out to get a jump on the weekend. It was the same every Friday. Brad tended to be the last to leave his office and by the time he was going home, the structure had cleared out. It was as if Fridays were half-days in some businesses. He wasn’t as lucky. He worked a full day.

  Though Brad was lost in thought, he found he had been staring at the man’s profile too long. Brad jumped slightly when Kent looked at him. A blush rushed to Brad’s cheeks at being caught admiring the guy. As quickly as he could, Brad evaded those lush blue eyes.

  The elevator doors opened, sliding back soundlessly. Trying to be a gentleman, Brad waited for Kent to enter. It seemed Kent was being polite as well. They laughed at the awkwardness of their indecision and ended up entering side by side, brushing shoulders.

  “Christ, I must be tired,” Brad chuckled, “I feel brain dead.”

  “Ditto.” Kent pushed the button for the lobby.

  The doors slid shut.

  “Uh…” Brad wanted to speak to this man. He enjoyed his adorable smile. “Working on the computers?”

  “Cables.”

  “Ah.” Brad nodded and tried to occupy his thoughts with something other than the appeal of this stunning man.

  The elevator jolted sharply and the interior went dim.

  “Uh oh.” Brad looked up at the numbers that were no longer illuminated over the door.

  “Crap.” Kent rubbed his face tiredly.

  “What do you think?” Brad asked. “Power outage?”

  “I assume so. What else can it be?” Kent pushed a few buttons, including the emergency one. They waited. Nothing happened.

  After a long pause where neither of them spoke and Kent continued to push at the buttons on the panel in vain, Brad cleared his throat nervously. “You, um, have to get home to the family?” Brad had no idea why he was asking him that.

  “No. I don’t have a family. I’m single. Shit. I’m just fucking exhausted. It’s been a long week and I was looking forward to putting my feet up and having a damn beer.” Kent set down the toolbox he was holding and ran his fingers through his dark thick hair.

  “I hear ya. I’m beat as well.” Brad licked his lips as he eyed Kent hungrily wondering what kissing him would be like.

  “What do you do?”

  Waking up from his fantasy, Brad answered, “Accounting. I’m Brad.” Brad reached out his hand.

  “Kent.” Kent shook it warmly.

  “I know.” Brad pointed to the nametag on Kent’s chest.

  “Oh. Duh. And you think you’re brain dead?” Kent laughed.

  Brad set his
briefcase down and they stood in silence a moment. “You don’t think this will go on for a long time do you?”

  “Christ, I hope not.” Kent took his cell phone out and flipped it open.

  “Anything?”

  “No signal.”

  “I’m not surprised. This is an older building and the walls are thick. Especially in this contraption.”

  Kent stuffed his phone back into his pocket.

  Another silent few minutes passed.

  “At least there’s a dim emergency light,” Brad whispered. “Be frickin’ insane if it was pitch-dark.”

  “Why? Are you claustrophobic?”

  Seeing Kent’s slightly amused smile, Brad chuckled. “No. I don’t think so. But trapped in a pitch-black elevator with the cable guy?” The incredibly hot cable guy? Lucky me!

  “Shut up.” Kent laughed at him.

  Dimples appeared on Kent’s face, causing Brad’s attraction to rise. He wondered if the feeling could be mutual. Doubting the guy was gay, and knowing he fantasized encounters with straight men all the time, Brad tried to calm his lust and exhaled a deep breath.

  He leaned against the back wall, crossing his arms over his chest. “You think it’s just this building?”

  “No way to know.”

  “I didn’t feel an earthquake. Did you?”

  “No.” Kent grinned. “Man, don’t get panicky on me.”

  “It’s just that California’s known for them. You know.”

  “You need a teddy bear?”

  Brad grinned at Kent’s wicked smile. Okay, I’ll play. “You got one in your box of tools?” Brad wondered if this was Kent’s version of flirting, and hoped to hell it was.

  Immediately the expression on Kent’s face changed from a silly grin to dead serious. Chills rushed over Brad’s skin.

  “You…ah…” Kent cleared his throat nervously. “You interested in ‘tools’?”

  Holy fuck! No! It can’t be! Brad felt his knees go weak. “Did you just ask me what I think you asked me?”

  Even in the dimness Brad could see Kent’s blush. “No. Never mind.”

  “Christ, is it hot in here?” Brad loosened his necktie so it hung down his chest and popped another button open on his shirt. Suddenly he was a raging inferno.

  Slowly, sensually, Kent met his eyes. “Very fucking hot,” he hissed, giving Brad’s body a glance from head to toe.

  Gulping down a dry throat, Brad connected to Kent’s gaze and they stared at each other intensely. Am I hearing this guy right? Very fucking hot? And he was staring at my dick? No. I’m hallucinating.

  Brad’s heart pounded in his chest at the look of lust he was receiving. “You…think it’ll be a while?”

  “Could be. Could be hours.”

  “Damn.” Brad’s dick went rock hard.

  As if he were trying to be casual, Kent stepped closer. But in the tiny elevator box, they weren’t exactly miles apart to begin with.

  Brad caught the scent of his cologne and sweat. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply. “Fuck you smell good.” Did I just say that?

  Like that was what he needed to hear, Kent pressed his body against Brad’s, nailing him to the elevator wall aggressively. “You think I smell good? Grrr… So do you.”

  “Holy shit,” Brad whimpered as Kent reached between his legs and took snorts of his neck.

  “Nice dick. Jesus.” Kent stroked Brad’s cock as it pressed against Brad’s thigh and down his pant leg. “Yum. Love your cologne. Mm!”

  “Holy-fucking-shit…” Brad repeated, closing his eyes as Kent licked his chin tentatively. Brad perked up and blinked at him.

  “Do you kiss?” Kent crooned sensually.

  “Hell yeah.” He wondered when the lights would turn on. Would they get down and dirty, and caught?

  “This is so hot.” Kent stroked Brad’s cock harder. “I was hoping you were into it, you know. With us being stuck like this.”

  “I’m into it.” Brad panted. Staring at how incredibly good looking Kent was, Brad made a tiny nervous move towards his lips.

  At the gesture, an explosion of passion erupted from Kent. Grunting in surprise, Brad was slammed back against the wall again and a hand shoved down his trousers as a tongue made its way inside his mouth. Wow! It was very clear Kent liked to dominate and Brad was becoming his eager slave.

  Brad let out an agonizing moan in delight and dug his fingers into Kent’s hair, deepening their kiss.

  With the assistance of Kent’s hand, Brad’s cock was set upright and stroked hotly. He was about to combust.

  Kent parted from his mouth, breathing hard as he pushed Brad’s suit jacket down his shoulders excitedly. Brad was almost hyperventilating he was so primed.

  His jacket, his tie, his starched light blue shirt, ended up in a pile on the floor by the toolbox and briefcase. As Kent lapped at Brad’s nipples like a wild man, he struggled to open Kent’s shirt buttons. Helping him, Kent licked and stripped his shirt off simultaneously. Once they were both topless, he drew Kent’s mouth back to his, dying for more deep tongue kisses.

  Brad’s trousers were opened and shoved downwards as an aggressive tongue was fucking his mouth. He sucked hard on it, yearning to taste Kent’s cock. Breaking the kiss to gasp for air, Brad watched in the dimmest of light as Kent stripped him of his bottom half of clothing. Brad’s dick popped out of his briefs, standing stiff and hard. No hiding the attraction now, was there?

  Kent moaned and was about to get to his knees when Brad began opening Kent’s pants. Time to see what’s behind these dark blue trousers, buddy.

  As if getting the idea quickly, Kent kicked aside his work boots and yanked off his clothing. Soon they were both just in their socks, staring at each other’s bodies in light that was no more than a candle flame.

  “Holy fuck.” Brad ran his hands down Kent’s silky sides. “And you think I have a nice cock?”

  “Wanna suck it?”

  “Yes!” Brad admired Kent’s perfectly cut hairless chest and abdomen, salivating at the sight of his torso and long curving engorged dick.

  Kent went for Brad’s mouth again as they both fondled each other’s cock eagerly. Slowly Kent urged him to the floor of the elevator.

  “Christ, I wish I had lube. I’d love to take that up my ass,” Brad hissed as Kent kissed him behind his ear, making him tingle.

  “A bottom?” Kent purred with enthusiasm.

  “Uh huh…love it.” Oh, yes, baby, bring it on!

  Growing more forceful, Kent shoved Brad to lie on his back, spreading Brad’s legs wide. As Kent licked from Brad’s balls to his ass, Brad groaned loudly before he shut his mouth and wondered if they could be heard outside these four walls.

  The minute his rim was wet with saliva, Kent finger fucked him. Brad was going insane, writhing on top of a pile of their clothing. “Ahh! Oh, yes! Kent! Holy fuck!” Brad bucked against Kent’s fingers and prayed, “Christ, I hope the lights don’t come on now.”

  “Me too.” Kent chuckled. “I want to be quick and I want to be slow. You know?”

  “Yes.” Brad moaned and raised his hips to get Kent’s finger in deeper. “Fuck, that feels good.”

  As if he had just thought of it, Kent spun around and straddled Brad’s face. The minute that big engorged dick was bobbing in front of him, Brad gripped it at the base and drew the entire length into his mouth. At the same time, his prick was plunged into Kent’s hot mouth. Arching his back and groaning, Brad fucked that wet orifice and felt his balls tighten up deliciously. The daring deed brought him up quickly. Well, Christ, I was already fantasizing this. And here it is!

  Brad had visions of the lights turning on, the door opening, and a crowd of people standing at the next floor gaping at them in awe. So what? Fuck it if they can’t take a joke.

  Brad felt a pulsating throb from Kent’s cock push past his lips. He increased his suction and speed. Kent’s full-mouth moans made Brad’s skin prickle with passion. Kent was obviously geared up for the b
last as well.

  Tasting a sweet drop of pre-cum on his tongue, Brad grasped Kent’s balls and pressed his index finger into Kent’s ass. Instantly Kent came, thrusting his hips deeper into Brad’s mouth. It was all Brad needed. He clamped his eyes shut and shot out his load into Kent’s mouth. Squirming, Brad sucked until he couldn’t taste Kent’s cum any longer.

  Slowing down, continuing to mouth Kent’s long organ, Brad ran his hands lovingly over Kent’s tight ass, sighing at how good his skin felt as well as his intoxicating scent.

  Feeling his cock slip out of Kent’s mouth, Brad heard him panting to catch his breath. The light flickered. They both froze.

  “What does that mean?” Brad asked in terror. “Is the power coming on?”

  “No. I don’t think so. That emergency light actually just got dimmer. I think the generator is most likely overloaded.”

  “Good. I can’t move. Fuck, Kent. That was amazing.”

  “No shit.” Kent licked his dick.

  Nudging Kent to spin around, Brad urged him to meet face to face. When Kent was on his hands and knees over him, Brad cupped the back of his head and brought him to his lips. The taste of his own cum coated Kent’s tongue.

  Kent dropped down heavily on top of Brad, sealing their sweaty, naked bodies together. “I can’t believe how good you feel.” Kent moaned.

  “Me neither.” Brad held Kent’s rough jaw. “Not to mention, you’re fucking gorgeous.”

  Kent laughed shyly. “I could say the same about you.”

  “You…ah, dating anyone?”

  “Not at the moment.”

  “No? Really? You’re single and available?” Brad wriggled his hips under Kent’s.

  “Why? Interested in the cable guy?”

  Even in the sparse light he could see Kent’s eyes twinkle impishly. “I am.”