eager hole. “Yes, Daniel. That. Please. Fuck, yes.”
In one deep thrust, Daniel pushed that monster at least halfway in, ramming Trelain’s gland and shooting fire straight up his spine to his brain. “Yes!”
Finally, Daniel’s composure seemed to slip. “Oh, shit, beauty, you feel so hot. Oh my God, I didn’t know… Oh yes.” And his words became grunts as he slammed into Trelain’s pulsing hole over and over.
Trelain’s fingers dug into the buttery upholstery that his cock was rubbing against, just taking the pounding and loving every second. He wanted it to go on forever. It was so good. The man kept changing it up. Just when the shallow strokes might have gotten redundant, he’d slam in so deep, Trelain thought he could feel him in his throat and that the top of his head would come off. Oh, so good, so good.
But his cock wasn’t having the “go on forever” business. Trelain felt the hot, bubbling sensation of semen getting ready to blow. He pushed one hand back and grabbed his cock, only to have Daniel slap his hand away. “You want to come, beautiful baby, I’m gonna do it for you. I’m going to do everything for you. Do you hear me?”
Some tiny piece of Trelain’s mind wondered what he meant, but he could only beg. “Yes, Daniel. Yes, make me come.”
The big hand began to stroke as that cock kept up its relentless work, pounding, ramming. It only took a few strokes. “Oh, fucking hell, yeeeees.” Hot cum poured from his cock into Daniel’s grasping hand. His sight went black, then burst into light as heat filled every nerve. He just kept shuddering in spurt after delicious spurt.
“Oh God, baby. You wring me out.” Trelain felt Daniel’s body lose its rhythm and begin to buck frantically. “Oh, oh God.” His body froze over Trelain’s hips, and Trelain imagined all that thick, hot semen pouring into his ass. Powerful arms came down on either side of Trelain’s body as the big man tried to keep from collapsing on top of him.
The seats were wide for a car, but too narrow for a bed. Still, Daniel wriggled around until he managed to wedge his body along the seat and pull Trelain’s back against his chest. When they were settled, Trelain felt lips against his neck. “Don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but that seemed pretty damned incredible to me.”
Trelain chuckled. “Bragging, are we?”
Daniel reached around and brought Trelain’s head up to they could see each other. “No, I think it was a mutual masterpiece.”
Trelain gazed into those midnight blue eyes. “Yes. It was brilliant.”
“You’ll find a hand towel in that compartment.” Daniel pointed to the spot where he’d found the condom. Trelain reached over and fished out the towel, handing it over his shoulder. Daniel wiped his hands, then put the very full condom into the towel and tossed it on the floor of the car.
Trelain settled back against Daniel. They both still wore their shirts, but their bottom halves were bare, and he could feel Daniel’s softened cock against his arse cheeks. He glanced toward the car windows. “Do you think we’ve reached Oregon by now?”
Daniel chuckled. “Probably more like Long Beach.”
“I’ve never been here before.”
“Want to stop and see the aquarium?”
“Fish? Not my thing unless they come with chips.”
“They might object to that. How about we go home and have a swim? Pool or ocean, your choice.”
“Ocean. Sounds brilliant.”
* * *
The man who stood in front of Horst’s desk today was anything but rumpled and unsure. Rutger filled the space before him with the breadth of his chest, and while he wasn’t necessarily a candidate for Mensa, he was shrewd and without conscience. “Terrebone seems to have a new collector’s item.” His strangely high voice with its heavy German accent seemed to whisper from everywhere.
“Are you speaking of the dancer?”
“Yes, they’ve been seen together twice that I know of.”
Von Berg frowned. “Not
In one deep thrust, Daniel pushed that monster at least halfway in, ramming Trelain’s gland and shooting fire straight up his spine to his brain. “Yes!”
Finally, Daniel’s composure seemed to slip. “Oh, shit, beauty, you feel so hot. Oh my God, I didn’t know… Oh yes.” And his words became grunts as he slammed into Trelain’s pulsing hole over and over.
Trelain’s fingers dug into the buttery upholstery that his cock was rubbing against, just taking the pounding and loving every second. He wanted it to go on forever. It was so good. The man kept changing it up. Just when the shallow strokes might have gotten redundant, he’d slam in so deep, Trelain thought he could feel him in his throat and that the top of his head would come off. Oh, so good, so good.
But his cock wasn’t having the “go on forever” business. Trelain felt the hot, bubbling sensation of semen getting ready to blow. He pushed one hand back and grabbed his cock, only to have Daniel slap his hand away. “You want to come, beautiful baby, I’m gonna do it for you. I’m going to do everything for you. Do you hear me?”
Some tiny piece of Trelain’s mind wondered what he meant, but he could only beg. “Yes, Daniel. Yes, make me come.”
The big hand began to stroke as that cock kept up its relentless work, pounding, ramming. It only took a few strokes. “Oh, fucking hell, yeeeees.” Hot cum poured from his cock into Daniel’s grasping hand. His sight went black, then burst into light as heat filled every nerve. He just kept shuddering in spurt after delicious spurt.
“Oh God, baby. You wring me out.” Trelain felt Daniel’s body lose its rhythm and begin to buck frantically. “Oh, oh God.” His body froze over Trelain’s hips, and Trelain imagined all that thick, hot semen pouring into his ass. Powerful arms came down on either side of Trelain’s body as the big man tried to keep from collapsing on top of him.
The seats were wide for a car, but too narrow for a bed. Still, Daniel wriggled around until he managed to wedge his body along the seat and pull Trelain’s back against his chest. When they were settled, Trelain felt lips against his neck. “Don’t mean to jump to conclusions, but that seemed pretty damned incredible to me.”
Trelain chuckled. “Bragging, are we?”
Daniel reached around and brought Trelain’s head up to they could see each other. “No, I think it was a mutual masterpiece.”
Trelain gazed into those midnight blue eyes. “Yes. It was brilliant.”
“You’ll find a hand towel in that compartment.” Daniel pointed to the spot where he’d found the condom. Trelain reached over and fished out the towel, handing it over his shoulder. Daniel wiped his hands, then put the very full condom into the towel and tossed it on the floor of the car.
Trelain settled back against Daniel. They both still wore their shirts, but their bottom halves were bare, and he could feel Daniel’s softened cock against his arse cheeks. He glanced toward the car windows. “Do you think we’ve reached Oregon by now?”
Daniel chuckled. “Probably more like Long Beach.”
“I’ve never been here before.”
“Want to stop and see the aquarium?”
“Fish? Not my thing unless they come with chips.”
“They might object to that. How about we go home and have a swim? Pool or ocean, your choice.”
“Ocean. Sounds brilliant.”
* * *
The man who stood in front of Horst’s desk today was anything but rumpled and unsure. Rutger filled the space before him with the breadth of his chest, and while he wasn’t necessarily a candidate for Mensa, he was shrewd and without conscience. “Terrebone seems to have a new collector’s item.” His strangely high voice with its heavy German accent seemed to whisper from everywhere.
“Are you speaking of the dancer?”
“Yes, they’ve been seen together twice that I know of.”
Von Berg frowned. “Not
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