This week, I'm giving you a little bit of my ongoing flash, Don't Look Back. This story is for mature audiences only, and has themes some people might not be comfortable with, so be aware of that before you read. Marshall and Lee have a very hot relationship, let's take a little look! Don't forget to visit the other authors on the blog hop! Their links follow my snippet.
Don't Look Back
“Fuck, your ass is hot,” Lee moaned. “Sweet and
tight. So tight.”
Marshall clenched his muscles about Lee’s cock,
knowing damn good and well that would drive Lee crazy. And it did.
“Holy Jesus fuck,” Lee swore. “Goddamn, boy, you
tryin’ to kill me?”
“No, Sir. I’m not trying to fuck you to death, Sir.”
Well, not literally.
Lee shifted his own position, leaning over
Marshall’s back, changing the angle of his attack. And now he was able to peg a
certain bundle of nerves, and Marshall yelped in sheer ecstasy. Again, and
again, in dizzying succession—Marshall lost count. His own dick was puddling
the ground beneath him into a wet mess.
Marshall felt Lee’s lips trailing along his spine.
He felt Lee’s hand as it snaked beneath him, taking hold of Marshall’s wet
cock.
Oh
yeah, fist me. Hard.
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