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The Bone Lottery 2: Cock Unblocked
The Bone Lottery 2: Cock Unblocked
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Damon's recollections of the early days of the Lottery continues with the second night of the drawing. Isaac was desperate to get laid... but when the name he draws is Seamus', it's up to Joanna to hold both men to the rules of the game.
Warning: this sexy work of short erotic fiction features graphic descriptions of intensely satisfying foreplay, cock-pounding public sex, a pair of straight men exploring each others' bodies under the supervision of a surprisingly well-informed woman, men fucking utterly without abandon, male/female/male and male/male/female action and cuddling, and may lead to one-handed reading.
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“That was different,” Seamus insisted, but Isaac was more committed. Steeling himself, he gingerly put his hand out and rested it against Seamus' chest, feeling the shape of his pecs through the worn tank top that barely covered his body. Seamus flinched away.
“You'd better get into it, if you want your own chance,” Joanna reminded him, clearly loving this. Damon still couldn't figure out if she was resisting Seamus just to tease him, or because she genuinely disliked him. “Pulling out of the Lottery means no sex for you, from anyone.” She teased open the flap of her blouse, exposing a pale triangle of flesh that extended just far enough to show the curve of her breasts. “If you ever want to see these, you don't much choice!”
A low growl rose in Seamus throat and his arms snaked around Isaac's body abruptly, yanking the smaller man against him. Their lips met suddenly, hungrily, and Isaac gasped against him, his hands struggling to brace himself as he tripped off-balance, but Seamus kept him from falling.
After a long moment holding that painful-looking pose, eyes scrunched shut, both their mouths firmly closed and pressed against each other, Isaac's lips parted ever so slightly. Then closed again. He relaxed, settling against Seamus' tense body, and soon he was gently working Seamus' stiff lower lip between his own, darting his tongue out daringly. It had been a long, painful dry spell for Isaac, and – now that he'd started – his body was responding to the situation, pushing him into the kiss.
“Don't make him do all the work,” Joanna commanded. “Open your mouth! Get your tongue in him!”
Warning: this sexy work of short erotic fiction features graphic descriptions of intensely satisfying foreplay, cock-pounding public sex, a pair of straight men exploring each others' bodies under the supervision of a surprisingly well-informed woman, men fucking utterly without abandon, male/female/male and male/male/female action and cuddling, and may lead to one-handed reading.
Excerpt (for adults only!):
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“That was different,” Seamus insisted, but Isaac was more committed. Steeling himself, he gingerly put his hand out and rested it against Seamus' chest, feeling the shape of his pecs through the worn tank top that barely covered his body. Seamus flinched away.
“You'd better get into it, if you want your own chance,” Joanna reminded him, clearly loving this. Damon still couldn't figure out if she was resisting Seamus just to tease him, or because she genuinely disliked him. “Pulling out of the Lottery means no sex for you, from anyone.” She teased open the flap of her blouse, exposing a pale triangle of flesh that extended just far enough to show the curve of her breasts. “If you ever want to see these, you don't much choice!”
A low growl rose in Seamus throat and his arms snaked around Isaac's body abruptly, yanking the smaller man against him. Their lips met suddenly, hungrily, and Isaac gasped against him, his hands struggling to brace himself as he tripped off-balance, but Seamus kept him from falling.
After a long moment holding that painful-looking pose, eyes scrunched shut, both their mouths firmly closed and pressed against each other, Isaac's lips parted ever so slightly. Then closed again. He relaxed, settling against Seamus' tense body, and soon he was gently working Seamus' stiff lower lip between his own, darting his tongue out daringly. It had been a long, painful dry spell for Isaac, and – now that he'd started – his body was responding to the situation, pushing him into the kiss.
“Don't make him do all the work,” Joanna commanded. “Open your mouth! Get your tongue in him!”
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