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Daniel soon, but was distracted by the big body that settled behind him.
Years of hard work had made Daniel solid, muscled, and perfect in every bloody way. Michael
liked to think it was his own diligence that kept one part of Daniel in shape, however. The part that
nudged his backside, in fact.
Yes. Now. He moaned it out, needing so badly that he feared he would cut his palms where he
gripped the tub.
Indeed, Daniel agreed. Now. One heavy thrust put Daniel in him, seated so deep he felt it
everywhere inside, as if Daniel would push to his very core. To his very heart.
Not that Daniel did not already own that, lock, stock and barrel.
Move, damn you, he demanded, and Daniel bit his shoulder for his impertinence, moaning about
what a pushy rotter he was, that thick cock beginning to spear him over and over.
Of course he was pushy. He had Daniel. Who would not be the greediest man on earth with such a
feast?
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Daniel moaned for him, all pretense of coolness gone as the man settled firmly behind him in the
tub, rocking them so that water sloshed about. Chest to his back, Daniel moved, the hair there
abrading him, Daniel s thighs cradling his stinging backside until he wanted to scream.
His prick felt on fire, and Michael pried a hand off the edge of the tub to try once more to touch
himself, only to have Daniel stop him once more.
No. Mine.
Then do something with it! Damnation, Calhoun, I am about to expire.
We cannot have that. Daniel fished about in the water and came up with the jade phallus, rubbing
it up along the underside of Michael s prick. Hard, now cool, it was completely unexpected,
completely foreign.
It excited him beyond thought.
Michael became a ball of heightened sensation, feeling everything Daniel did to him, wanting more
and more with every thrust, every touch. His lover was tireless, pushing him to greater and greater
heights, slipping the phallus down to lift and roll his balls in their sacs.
He heard himself chanting, saying, Please, please, please, and he felt the worst sort of wanton,
the most needy sort of harlot.
Daniel began to talk to him, rough words in a torn voice. Michael. Beautiful. So tight. So ready for
me. I love your gift. Need you so.
Your& your hand. Please.
Daniel knew what he meant, once more dropping the jade toy into the depths of the tub and finally,
finally circling his prick with one immense hand.
Yes. Oh, yes. Michael strained into Daniel s hand, pushing his prick as hard as he could through
the rough circle of thumb and fingers and palm. His hair prickled on his scalp, his balls drew up
even tighter, and Michael cried out, spending himself in great, uncontrollable jerks.
Seemingly made of steel, Daniel kept pushing him, stroking into him with long movements, that
sweet prick finding the tiny spot within him that made his poor spent prick jerk.
Calhoun. My dear, I am not sure I can again&
Silence, if you please, St. James. I am busy.
Daniel moved in him, around him, steady and even, if fast. The continuous friction had him
moaning, his head hanging down between his now braced arms, his back arching as he began to
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rise once more. Impossible, but true.
He moaned, moving his bottom back against Daniel s hips and thighs, his balls aching, his cock
moving as it came back to life. Who could have known his toy would inspire Daniel to such
heights?
Next time I shall watch you suck it, St. James. I will watch you put it in your mouth to get it ready
for me. Then you may use it as you intended.
Oh. Dear God in Heaven. The very thought of Daniel s moss colored eyes watching him as he
licked and sucked to wet the thing before putting it in Daniel s body& It drove him on, higher and
higher.
The water was cooling, easing the steamy heat of his own skin, and Michael rode Daniel s
impalement like a man born to it, viciously erotic words falling from his lips.
Yes, love. Yes, I shall put it in you and push it in and out until you beg for me. You beg so
prettily, Daniel. You fight it and fight it but you give me what I crave.
Slamming into him, Daniel made him cry out, hitting his tiny gland over and over. Who is begging
now, my love. Who is begging now?
I am. His body shuddered, so oversensitive that even his fingernails and teeth seemed to tingle. I
am. Please, Daniel. I need you to fill me.
Soon, love. Daniel was trying to soothe him, but that voice was so deep and hard that it only
made things worse.
No, now. I am ready.
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