Defined by Deceit

232 Pages·2015·0.7 MB·english

by  Via

Defined by Deceit
Published By: Via Star Wings Books
Copyright © March 2015
Edited By: Ally Editorial Services
Cover Art By: Jay Aheer of Simply Defined Art
Formatting & Illustrations By: Fancy Pants Formatting
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Trademark Acknowledgments
The author acknowledges the trademarked status and trademark owners of the following
trademarks mentioned in this work of fiction:

Back to the Future: Universal Pictures
BMW: BMW of North America, LLC.
Boy Scouts: Boy Scouts of America
Carhartt: Carhartt, Inc.
Chevy Blazer: General Motors
Cialis: Lilly USA, LLC.
Country Kitchen: Country Kitchen
Cracker Barrel: CBOCS Properties, Inc.
Days Inn: Days Inns Worldwide, Inc.
Diner Dash: PlayFirst Inc
Fisher-Price: Mattel
Ford F-350: Ford Motor Company
Ford Focus: Ford Motor Company
Forever 21: FOREVER21, INC.
I’ll Be There for You: Jon Bon Jovi & Richie Sambora
iPod: Apple Inc.
Mercedes: Mercedes-Benz USA, LLC
NBA: NBA Media Ventures, LLC.
Patron: The Patrón Spirits Company
Playboy Bunny: Playboy Enterprises.
Polo: Ralph Lauren Coproration
Thermos: Thermos L.L.C.
Timberland: Timberland LLC
Town Car: Ford Motor Company
Transformers: DreamWorks SKG,, Paramount Pictures, Hasbro, Di Bonaventura Pictures
Tupperware: Tupperware
Viagra: Pfizer Inc.
Visa: Visa, Inc.
WWF Smackdown: WWE, Inc.
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty-Two
Epilogue
Coming Soon!
About the Author
Also By A.E. Via
Writing Llewellyn’s dramatic story was definitely my most
challenging accomplishment. I couldn’t have done it without the help
of a very talented team and long list of friends.
I have to thank my family for all their support and understanding
of the long days and nights closed up in my office. My husband is the
most patient and understanding man in the world and I love him with
everything I have.
Tina Adamski has once again done a fabulous job with editing my
work and teaching me important lessons on writing in the process. I
really appreciate you working so hard to make my words flow easily.
Casey of Fancy Pants formatting, as always, thank you for coming
through and putting everything together into a beautiful package.
An extra special thank you to Jay Aheer for the most beautiful
cover I have ever had grace the front of any of my works so far. I cried
out for help after putting myself in a bind regarding this cover and she
answered immediately, pausing her own work load to help me. She
designed the cover for DbyD in one draft and I was so floored when I
saw it that I literally had to dab at the corners of my eyes. I feel my
writing has advanced to a higher level of maturity and I’m so grateful
that Jay designed a cover that reflected that as well. Thank you so
much and I look forward to working with you a lot more in the future.
Thank you to my team on Facebook – headed up by Iris Pross and
Barb Hicks - that constantly spreads the word of my work and takes
time out of their schedule to post promo for me or to read and review.
You are all very special and very important to me. Thank you so much!
Especially to River Mitchell, Andrea Goodell, Jennifer Wedmore for all
of your great advice on developing this storyline. Taking time to stop
from your own schedules to read and dissect each part of this book.
That was so very important to me and I love you for doing it. Thank
you. Crystal Marie thank you for writing the blurb for me, I fear that’s
a talent I’ll never possess so thank you so much for rescuing me.
Fans, I love you to pieces. I hope you will enjoy this book. I’d love
to hear what you think. Drop me a line on social medias or leave me a
review.
Chapter One
“Llew don’t break anything!” Moss half-yelled, half-laughed while
his boyfriend chased him around his parents’ mansion-sized home.
“Your ass is mine when I catch you… literally!” Llewellyn yelled, as
he rounded the large kitchen island. His boyfriend was his best friend
as well as his lover. In the small town of Emporia, Virginia, they were
likely the only gay students in their high school. That anyone knew
about. A kid that moved there from Los Angeles a few years back was
gay and unashamed of it. He was colorful and flamboyant because he
felt free to be himself. The community had been so cruel to him and
his family, that they were run out of town so fast Llew didn’t
remember the pretty boy’s name. He did remember being envious,
though.
It was by sheer accident that Llew and Moss discovered each
other’s sexual orientation in the first place. They were football
teammates and both attended a party hosted by one of the
cheerleaders during their freshman year. Rosie Jameson’s parents
were traveling salespeople who left her and her twin sister home alone
every couple of weeks. So that meant at least twice a month the
teenagers had something fun to do in their dreary-filled-with-retirees
town. Llew and Moss got shit-faced drunk, and ended up alone in
Rosie’s father’s den watching WWF Smack Down. Moss couldn’t hide
his hard-on while watching the oily, ridiculously hot, and ripped
wrestlers writhing and rolling all over each other in the small wrestling
ring. When Moss looked horrified that Llew had busted him and was
ready to bolt; Llew smirked at him, and pulled up the hem of his long
hoodie, exposing his own erection. The conversation they had that
night changed their lives. They didn’t immediately fall in love, but
things progressed fairly quickly from that point.
They were so young back then; they just wanted to be friends.
They needed someone to talk with openly; a friend they could drop the
mask with. The mask they had to wear twenty-four seven with
everyone else.
When Llew got pneumonia in their sophomore year, neither his
mom nor dad could afford to take time away from work to stay home
with him all day. Moss was there every day before and after school,
taking care of him the same way a significant other would. Llew knew
then that things had changed between them. He suddenly saw Moss’
blond shaggy hair as sexy instead of messy. He’d noticed that his
friend’s once scrawny frame had benefited from their hours in the
weight room, after school. Now his best friend was seventeen-years-
old, with fashionably tousled hair, bright blue eyes, and a tightly
packed body.
“Stop chasing me, I’m tired.” Moss rounded the corner of the
media room, and hurdled the couch in the formal living room like the
track star he was.
“Then stop running,” Llew huffed back, quickly closing the
distance when Moss slowed down. Llew tackled his boyfriend onto the
plush carpet, pinning him beneath his much larger body. He gripped
both Moss’ wrists together above his head, and used his other hand to
push back the long bangs that had fallen over those blue eyes. He
loved Moss so much. They’d been inseparable from the moment they
met six years ago. Seamlessly transitioning from friends to lovers, now
all they talked about – well Llew talked about – was leaving for college
where he could love on Moss freely.
When they first moved to Emporia, Llew’s father owned a small
landscaping business and was contracted to service the mayor’s
property. Llew was ticked off he had to help his father every summer.
Kids would tease him when they looked out their windows or rode by
on their bikes on their way to the YMCA pool. While he hauled away
over-flowing bags of cut grass, Moss had come out of his mansion and
started shooting baskets at the hoop in his immaculately paved
driveway, but not before giving Llew a bottle of water and extending
him an invite to play along. Although Moss was wealthy; the son of the
mayor and sixth generation heir to the McGregor Empire, he never
looked down on the working class like his parents did.
The mayor and his wife weren’t bad people; they were wonderful
to the townspeople. In spite of that, they always felt that their son
could do better than the company he chose to keep. After Llew’s
parents died last year in a car accident, they took pity and stopped
giving him and his older brother dirty looks. His now twenty-six-year-
old brother was his only living relative and had moved back home to
take over their father’s business and make sure Llew graduated.
“You get sexier every day, babe.” Llew ground his stiffening cock
into the hard thigh beneath him. “What time are your parents coming
home?”
Moss opened his eyes. The usually bright blue irises were the color
of the sky before a thunderstorm, dark and smoldering with lust.
“Mmm. In about an hour.”
“Damn. I could fuck you so hard right now.” Llew spread his legs
wider, and drove down hard, pulling a strained moan from his
boyfriend.
“Would you throw me around first? Slam me against the wall and
take it has hard and fast as you wanted?” Moss moaned, his hips rising
up to meet Llew’s punishing thrusts.
“Ahhh, god. Hell yeah, I would. You’re such a fuckin’ pain slut,
babe.” Llew groaned, pulling hard on Moss’ hair. His guy was into
hardcore fucking, and Llew couldn’t deny that he loved that shit, too.
It was smoking hot. Moss would scream his name, bite, and scratch
him while he pounded his tight ass. No matter how hard he fucked
him, Moss would beg for more. He loved being tied down, gagged and
even slapped a little. Llew had almost twenty pounds on his track star,
so he was careful with him, but oh, how he got a head rush from
controlling him. They were limited to backseat fucks most of the time,
but every now and then Moss’ parents would be out late at a charity
dinner, or some official function and they’d have well into the night to
explore their ever growing need.
“I would love for you to be bad right now, Llew, but you gotta go. I
don’t feel like hearing my parents’ shit.”
“Damn. How come they think I’m not a good enough friend for
you?” Llew sat up, turning his back to his boyfriend. He pushed his
hand through his thick, brown hair. “I’m the fuckin’ star running back
on the football team, and I have the eighth-highest GPA in our class.
Goddamn. You think they’re setting the bar a tad high on who’s worthy
to hang around you?”
Moss rose to his knees and draped his long arms around Llew’s
neck. He kissed him softly behind his ear, whispering in that voice that