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and place.
At dinner, he d been amused at Nate s polite responses to the
women Janet had clustered around him, women who at the time
were probably imagining what it would be like to let the gorgeous
Nate into their panties.
Later, Kevin enjoyed the repartee related to his kiss and Nate s
comment about his tux and the dancers trade dress. Right now
Kevin was wondering how good his orgasm would be if Nate
reached into his pjs and played with what was as hard as a board
and as damp as early morning dew.
Nate didn t seem to be fully awake yet and his face was lined
with pain. Stepping into the room and approaching the bed, he
shook Nate s shoulder and discovered fine sweat covered it.  It s
Kevin, Nate. Is your eye hurting? Do I need to call the doctor
again?
Nate ran his hands through his hair, causing the large muscles
in his chest to ripple and flex and his relaxed dick to shift under the
linens. Kevin fought back a moan of pleasure and hunger.
When Nate reached for his eye patch as if to pull it off, Kevin
caught his arm.  No, man. You ve got to keep that on. You were
having a nightmare. Does your eye hurt?
 Hi. It came out slowly. First, Nate struggled to open his eye
and awaken fully. Now, focusing on Kevin s face, he shook his
head slightly, as if testing the degree of pain.  My eye s
uncomfortable, but I m not in serious pain. It s the patch that s
driving me crazy. Plus, I had a horrible dream probably brought
on because I was tangled up in the covers and am way too hot. Did
I wake you?
Nate s glance dropped to Kevin s crotch, taking in the evidence
of the stiff rod threatening to pierce through the cloth. After a long
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pause, he looked into Kevin s eyes.  I see I did. I startled you into
thinking it was an emergency. I m sorry.
Kevin turned away, feeling foolish that he d let his emotions
hold onto the erection triggered originally by his fear for Nate s
eye.
He felt Nate s hand on his hip.
 Don t go. Nate s voice was husky.  I like what I see. And
there s only tonight.
The idea Nate found him attractive sent a torrent of happiness
through Kevin, and his resolve to leave weakened with Nate s
words. He was right. They only had tonight and then they d go
their separate ways.
Nate slid his hands slowly up and down Kevin s back, stopping
at the elastic waistband.  You re so beautifully tan. You ve been in
the California sunshine while I m pale from working in the
helicopter or in shady forests.
 Creamy, untanned skin suits your black hair. I love it.
Especially in this silvery moonlight. Kevin s voice was as hoarse
as Nate s. His mind silently begged Nate to slide his hands under
the cloth and put them on his ass, then to search out all the
sensitive places that would ignite his desire to a brilliant flame.
Right now he thought he might die unless Nate did.  Keep that up
and my cock s never going to go down.
 I can think of several ways to make it do that.
As images of the ways sprang to Kevin s mind, his fully
aroused cock jumped and he sucked in air between his slightly
open teeth.
Nate s hands continued to caress and beguile from nape to
elastic. Next they skimmed past the top of the pajamas and settled
on Kevin s firm cheeks.  I melted inside like butter because you
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cared about my injury, and I love knowing how your fear for me
gave you an erection only minutes ago. You turned me on when
you danced as a Chippendale, and I fought to bring my cock under
control. But then you kissed me and it threatened to get big again. I
fell asleep that night with my hand on a full cock and the feel and
taste of your mouth on mine. I can even tell you what you had to
drink that night.
 The Glenlivet, Kevin said.
 Single malt. Ever since your hand cradled my neck to kiss me,
whenever you ve been near me, I imagine I feel your heat soaking
into me, penetrating the thick denim of your jeans and mine,
making my pucker tingle and my balls thicken. Your saucy ass [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

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