Wednesday, May 17, 2017

Wednesday Briefs: The Sheriff #12 (4.1)

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After bumping into the Sheriff and his group, Dustin and his date take the action somewhere else. See what develops in this chapter of The Sheriff! Don't forget to visit the other Briefers and see what they are up to. Their links follow my tale! Enjoy!

The Sheriff #12 (4.1)

They had barely gotten inside Jordan’s apartment before Jordan had Dustin pressed up against the door and fused their mouths together.  Jordan’s tongue battled with Dustin’s for supremacy, and Dustin didn’t argue, simply enjoyed the exploration. The sensations Jordan was producing felt too good to fight, and Dustin wasn’t about to.

By the time Jordan pulled back, Dustin was breathless with desire. He couldn’t contain the moan that escaped at the loss of Jordan’s warmth.

Jordan had a killer smile, and he was using it now, to full advantage, obviously pleased with the effect he was having on Dustin. “Don’t worry, there’s lots more where that came from, sexy,” he said. “You and me, we have a whole night ahead of us, don’t we?”

Dustin nodded, not trusting his voice at the moment. He was free to do as he liked, he was a grown man. And what he wanted to do right now was get naked with Jordan, in the worst possible way.

“Why don’t we take this into the bedroom?” Jordan suggested, even as he cupped Dustin’s aching groin and pressed against it provocatively. Dustin nodded again, feeling more than a little tongue-tied and oh so needy.

Jordan released him without another word and spun about gracefully before exiting the room. Dustin paused just long enough to catch his breath before following the other man into the bedroom.

Dustin had hoped he’d be able to help Jordan out of his clothes, but that apparently wasn’t going to happen, as Jordan was already disrobing when he arrived. Dustin swallowed his disappointment and began to remove his own clothes, following Jordan’s lead. He folded every item carefully and set it on a chair on his side of the room. He didn’t know why he was so nervous. Not like he was a virgin or anything. There was something about Jordan which was both exhilarating and a little unnerving at the same time. Dustin had never met anyone quite like him before.

Unsure what he should do next, Dustin glanced between the naked Jordan and the bed. Damn, he had one fine body. Dustin couldn’t wait to touch those muscles, especially one in particular, which rose majestically from a dark nest of curls. Dustin shivered at the thought of having that inside of him.

“Go ahead and lie down,” Jordan instructed with a wave of one hand.

Dustin eased himself onto the large four poster bed which was the center of the room. Mirrors lined the walls, as well as the ceiling, he noticed. He’d never seen so many mirrors in one bedroom before.

“Like what you see?” Jordan asked as he climbed on top of Dustin, brushing their cocks together.

“Hell yeah,” Dustin replied, resisting the urge to reach for that great big hunk of manhood between Jordan’s thighs. Patience. Play it cool.

“Spread your legs for me,” Jordan instructed, and Dustin automatically complied. He darted a quick glance toward Jordan’s bedside table, expecting to see some sign of condoms or lubes, but spotted neither. Swallowing down a momentary unease, he forced himself to relax and simply enjoy the moment.

“You’re a sexy motherfucker, Dusty.” Jordan’s breath was warm in Dustin’s ear.  “You want me, don’t you?”

“You know I do,” Dustin murmured. “Very much.”

Jordan purred in a low, throaty growl, as he reached between his legs and guided himself to Dustin’s entrance. Before Dustin could protest at the lack of lube, he had thrust inside in one move, as Dustin gasped.

to be continued

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  1. Oh shit! That gave me shivers. Dustin's in trouble and as for Jordan, he deserves a good lamping as my grandfather would have said.

    1. I guess that goes to show not all pretty packages are good :) And to think they've only just begun!