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S.T.A.R#3: Security Breach

Novel By: writinglover
Gay and lesbian

After closing a big case, all the teams want to do is rest. That will not be possible with the threats and attacks at all the STAR bases. This case will be more difficult for some agents than others, erecting memories that are better left behind. They must find out who is attacking and stop them, which is not easy when Alex's team is left short handed... View table of contents...


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Submitted:Jan 28, 2011    Reads: 36    Comments: 2    Likes: 1   

That night, Jorden decided he had been around familiar people long enough and went out to the nearest club. He could dance and forget all about the problems and rejection from regular people. He wanted to find someone that he wouldn't know and maybe have some fun with them. It had been quite a while since he had been with anyone, and seeing Alex and Bailey together was killing him.

When he walked into the club, he smiled at the bouncer and greeter that were both standing at the door. Showing them his ID, he grinned when they let him in. He went to the bar first and ordered a shot of whiskey. Shooting it back, Jorden made his way to the floor. After being turned down by several people when they saw his eyes, he spotted a dark haired man, who was dancing by himself. He was careful to lower his gaze slightly, so the full effect of his slightly glowing eyes would not scare the young man off. He hoped it would not have the same effect on him as it had the others.

The young man smiled at him, still moving slightly to the music. "Can I help you, sir?"

"Maybe," Jorden smiled back at him. "I noticed that you are dancing by yourself. It is usually more fun with another person. Isn't that the main reason for going to a club, and someone as hot as yourself should be dancing, just not alone."

The young man laughed lightly. "Do you know someone that would be interested?"

"I am definately interested," Jorden lifted his gaze to meet the other man's. When he did not become uneasy, Jorden cocked his head. "Would you like to dance, then?"

"Sure," the young man answered quietly.

"Thank you. Shall we?" Jorden held out his hand, which the other man took and pulled his out into the sea of people. It didn't occur to Jorden that he had not asked to young man's name until they had been dancing for a while. At that point, he did not really care, because he was already thinking of upstairs.

Shaking his head, he cleared his head of those thoughts. This man appeared to be very young, and though he was a good dancer, he may not be experienced at other things. He decided to test that by dropping his head and licking the young man's neck lightly. When he moaned and arched against Jorden, he increased to pace, also grinding his hips slightly. The young man grabbed the back of his neck, pulling him over the a corner. Once there, he smiled at Jorden.

"I don't even know your name, yet you are driving me more insane than anyone else in this club could," the young man grinned at him. "My name is Trent, and I would very much like to continue this in a quieter place. What do you say?"

Jorden took a deep breath. Maybe he had been wrong about the experience, or he might just be forward. "Jorden, and yes, I would."

Trent pulled him to the staircase, where he asked if there were any free rooms. Once they had been cleared, the two of them hurried upstairs.

When the door had been closed, Trent pulled off his own shirt, laying back on the bed.

"Come here, Jorden. I would like to feel more of you," Trent unbuttoned his tight, black jeans and spread his legs, motioning to Jorden.

Jorden smiled at him slightly. "Are you sure. We don't even know each other."

Trent frowned. "Do we need to? This is a night. Nothing more," he shrugged. "Unless you would rather only make out. I would be up for that, also."

Jorden smiled, unbuttoning his shirt. "Okay. I just wanted to make sure."

Trent nodded, understanding. "Because I am young. That's okay, 'cause I'm used to this."

"Alright, then," Jorden said, and was pulled down to the bed in response.


The next morning when Jorden woke up, Trent was gone, but there was a note on the nightstand. Jorden picked it up carefully, smiling. He usually did not like taking people, because it was too much responsibility, but last night had been a lot of fun. It had definately taken some off the tension away.

"Jorden, I had a wonderful time last night. I have never been with anyone like you before. You are special, and I hope you realize that. Thank you.


He folded the paper up and placed it in his jacket pocket once he was fully dressed. He needed to head back to the base.


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