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Cecilia St. Clare
Doing His Roommate (M/m Anal Sex Erotica)
Doing His Roommate (M/m Anal Sex Erotica)
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Scott's roommate Jim is a live wire with some boundary issues and a unique approach to paying the rent. When Scott walks in on Jim in the middle of a solo session, things take an unexpected turn for the sexy.
This story contains lots of hot man-on-man action, including oral sex, rough first time anal, and some BDSM elements.
Excerpt:
“I don't believe you,” he said. “Something's gone wrong in that head of yours.” He looked me straight in the eye. “I know you were watching me.”
“Beg pardon?” I said, as indignant as I could make myself sound.
“That's all well and good, but I can't go around giving it away for free. It's bad business practice, Teagues.”
“But I wasn't --”I blushed
“Oh, hush,” he said, putting a finger to my lips. “You were. It's okay to be curious. I just wish you'd asked permission. And paid like everybody else.”
At that, I pushed him backwards onto the bed and pinned down his hands with my own. Furious, my face right next to his face, I stared him down.
“I don't know what you were doing, but I wasn't watching you, whatever it was, understand? I was not.”
He tried to squirm out from under my grip for a few moments. Then, suddenly, he reared up and kissed me on the mouth, his lips meeting mine with real tenderness. Almost reflexively, I slapped him across the face with the back of a hand.
“That was uncalled for,” he said.
“I could say the same thing to you.”
“Well, Jesus, Teagues, you've got me where you want me. What do you want me to do?”
“Blow me, Jim” I said, quietly.
“What?”
“I said, blow me.”
He looked at me for a moment, then nodded obediently.
This story contains lots of hot man-on-man action, including oral sex, rough first time anal, and some BDSM elements.
Excerpt:
“I don't believe you,” he said. “Something's gone wrong in that head of yours.” He looked me straight in the eye. “I know you were watching me.”
“Beg pardon?” I said, as indignant as I could make myself sound.
“That's all well and good, but I can't go around giving it away for free. It's bad business practice, Teagues.”
“But I wasn't --”I blushed
“Oh, hush,” he said, putting a finger to my lips. “You were. It's okay to be curious. I just wish you'd asked permission. And paid like everybody else.”
At that, I pushed him backwards onto the bed and pinned down his hands with my own. Furious, my face right next to his face, I stared him down.
“I don't know what you were doing, but I wasn't watching you, whatever it was, understand? I was not.”
He tried to squirm out from under my grip for a few moments. Then, suddenly, he reared up and kissed me on the mouth, his lips meeting mine with real tenderness. Almost reflexively, I slapped him across the face with the back of a hand.
“That was uncalled for,” he said.
“I could say the same thing to you.”
“Well, Jesus, Teagues, you've got me where you want me. What do you want me to do?”
“Blow me, Jim” I said, quietly.
“What?”
“I said, blow me.”
He looked at me for a moment, then nodded obediently.
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