D.J. Manly - Blood Pond 1 - Blood Pond by DJ Manly

Author:DJ Manly [Manly, DJ]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

August bolted upright in bed. The sounds wafting down the corridor and into his room sounded like a wounded animal. He shook the sleep from his eyes and got out of bed. As he opened the door, he realised the noise was coming from Bruce's room. "Jesus." He hurried down the darkened hallway and opened the door, moving quickly over to the bed where Bruce laid thrashing, the blankets huddled at the bottom of the bed. The window was wide open, the cold air pouring in and making the room feel like a deep freeze. August quickly went to close it then came back to the bed.

"Bruce," he said gently, then a little louder as he placed his hands on his shoulders to quiet him. "Stop it, wake up. You're okay. You're safe."

Bruce sat up and went right into his arms. He shook like a leaf as he clutched onto him, his body wet with sweat in spite of the freezing room. He hugged him so tight, August could hardly breathe. He wrestled a bit with his arms, causing Bruce to relax his hold. "It's all right. It's okay."

Bruce sobbed on his shoulder, and August stroked his back, rocking him a little as one might a baby. Then he caressed his hair, and the baby-soft fineness of it felt like silk between his fingers.

"August, don't leave me," he moaned. "Please." "Bruce, it's freezing in here. Why was the window open? Did you open it?"

"I don't know," he muttered. "I didn't open it. Don't leave me. Stay with me," he whispered as August felt his lips press against his shoulder. A hand moved down his back and over his lap.

August sucked in some breath as Bruce's hand moved over the hardness in his underwear. When had he gotten an erection? Maybe he'd woken up with it or maybe being here in this room, holding a practically naked Bruce in his arms in the middle of the night, had spurred it.

Bruce's fingers strayed over his cock, measuring its girth blindly through the material. "You're beautiful," he whispered. "Stay here," he moaned, moving his mouth up August's throat to his jaw, "stay here with me and fuck me."

Fingers curled around his shaft now, still cushioned by the material of his briefs. He suddenly longed for Bruce to touch the hot flesh underneath. He snaked his hand down to the waistband of his briefs as Bruce's tongue met his and lifted his sex out over the waistband.

Bruce sighed into his mouth, his fingers now truly fondling his cock. He grunted something and pushed August down on the bed. He leaned over, with August's feet still on the floor and ran his tongue up the length of August's shaft. August's fingers tightened on the sheets as Bruce grasped the base of August's cock in his fist and sucked the head into his mouth. August lifted his hips in invitation, and his hand came down again on that baby fine hair.

Bruce took him deeper into his mouth, and August pulled at his hair.

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