The Americans (2024)
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Bastian Karim — Producer
Episodes 5
Expectations
I had no idea what to expect. In fact, sitting there waiting for my first client, I was becoming terrified. It was way too late to back out but, for the first time, this wasn’t just a kinky fantasy. This was real. My ass was actually on the line. I was committed to having sex with a man that I knew nothing about. Zilch. Not even a name. I was given an address and told that a man would be waiting for me and I was to do what he asked.
Read MoreThe Courier
When my stepfather found evidence that I’m gay, he was not pleased. Traditional Spanish men can be macho and chauvinistic. My stepfather was as traditional as possible. While not a member of the Mob himself, we are part of a mafia stepfamily. My Stepuncle Luise is deeply involved. Even though my stepfather has always been careful to stay arms length from the stepfamily connections, he turned me over to my stepuncle. I needed to be taught how to “be a man.” I guess in his mind, it was a choice between the Mob and the military and he trusted his stepbrother more than the government.
Read MoreAmerican Import
I was lost. I just finished my first year in college because my parents were paying for it and that’s what you do, right? Well, unless you want to be a total loser. What my stepdad didn’t know was that the college had an option to spend freshman year just taking core curriculum classes and wait until sophomore year to declare a major, and that’s what I did. The problem was that freshman year was over and I still didn’t know what to major in. I had no fucking idea what to do with my life.
Read MoreDeal Closer
Andrew was excited to have gotten the call for his very first official client as the Mafia’s ‘entertainment escort.’ The one who had tagged along with him, Noah, had gone out on assignments already, but the same could not be said for the mastermind behind their plan.
Read MoreThird Party
It was one of those days that was so beautiful outside, you couldn’t help but feel lucky to be alive. I had to get out there and enjoy it. Spring was in full bloom. The sun was shining, and the temperature was perfect for a run. A warm breeze came through the window as I tied up my running shoes, grabbed my favorite jockstrap and running shorts and headed for the door.
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