Kyle Blyss lives to tear up the track on his motorcycle, and touring across Europe is unbelievable. Meeting up with his cousin, an Army Ranger, who he looks a lot like, only adds to his adventure. When he meets his cousin’s friends, Kyle is excited by the lust that pulses between him and the sexy CIA agent, and he’s eager to explore the connection.
Steve Dixon always wanted to be a superspy, so he joined the CIA. His current assignment is a counterterrorist joint task force, headquartered in Germany. When he meets his co-worker’s motorcycle riding cousin, he’s overwhelmed at their mutual attraction.
Then everything goes south.
A mistaken identity, the Delta Team rescue, and a bag of gummies lead Kyle and Steve to re-examine their careers, their love...and their lives.
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Heat Level: 4
Romantic Content: 3
Ending: Click here to reveal
Character Identities: Gay
Tropes: Mistaken Identity, Rescue
Word Count: 44900
Languages Available: English
Series Type: Same Universe / Various Characters
Steve couldn’t contain his enthusiasm over attending the motocross event with his co-workers. The sun shone brightly, people were everywhere laughing and carrying on, and in the background was the excited buzz of motorcycle engines revving. Normally, he didn’t go out much. He’d taken a few tours to see some of the historical places in Germany and the surrounding countries, but he was always up for more—he wouldn’t be in Europe forever.READ MORE
Not to mention, his team didn’t make a habit of spending a lot of time together outside of work. They were a part of a Joint Task Force for Cyber Counter-Terrorism or JTFCCT, also known as JTech to insiders. Membership crossed branches of the US Armed Forces and Intelligence community. Steve was CIA, his buddy Warren was an Army Ranger and commanded the unit. Their Air Force representative, well, they weren’t exactly sure of what their computer expert was trained in, but his rank was Master Sergeant. Additionally, they had Chase Jackson, who was ex-military and working with them as a civilian consultant. He’d seen a lot of action, and his knowledge was priceless.
Jackson had accompanied Steve and Warren to the race track. Warren Blyss had a younger cousin racing, and he wanted some of his co-workers to meet him. Steve had jumped at the chance to go when Warren offered up tickets because it sounded like an adventure, and he loved motorcycles. He had learned to ride but never had the balls to actually buy a bike, but he loved them, even if he didn’t tell anyone about it.
“Let’s go find Kyle’s pit and say hello. You’ll like him, he’s super cool.” Warren led them through the throngs of people. He held tighter to the camera around his neck.
Jackson nodded and followed, but Steve saw the ex-military man taking in everything, assessing threats, just as he was. They pushed through the crowds to a row of tents dividing small areas off into rectangular sections. The awnings were brightly colored with signs announcing the teams for each pit area. They pushed past a few, then turned on a small road that cut between them to reach another row of pits. These were a little bigger than the first but still as colorful. One had a huge red, white, and blue motif with the words Apex Kawasaki StrykGear across the front, and that was where Warren headed.
Warren called out a greeting, and a slim man, decked out in race gear, popped his head up. He stunned Steve. Intellectually, Steve knew Warren was a good-looking man. Still, this racer, who looked almost exactly like him with his black hair cut short, his high, prominent cheekbones, and dark, golden tan did something else entirely to Steve’s insides. They flipped.
The gorgeous man waved them over. “Hey, Warren! So glad you came. Who’s this?”
“Some guys I work with. This is Chase.” Warren swatted Jackson in the chest. “And Steve.”
Steve stepped back to avoid contact. He didn’t want Warren inadvertently smacking his camera.
“Nice to meet you. I’m Kyle.” His eyes said so much more, flashing with happiness or something like it.
Steve decided that he had to get to know this Kyle better. His attraction to Kyle was undeniable and off the charts. “Good luck in the race, man.” He held out his hand, silently begging Kyle to take it.
When he did, the spark that passed between them didn’t disappoint Steve at all. He hesitated to let go, wanting more of the warmth sizzling between them.COLLAPSE
This is a Susan Stoker's Special Forces, Operation Alpha world story. It contains some of Susan Stoker's Operation Alpha characters, although they are not the main characters for this story.