Dumping Las Vegas by JP Bowie

Author:JP Bowie [Bowie, J.P.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
Publisher: Wilde City Press
Published: 2015-02-21T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

I woke around seven the next morning…or was it the same morning? God knows what time we eventually got back to the hotel, exhilarated if not a tad exhausted by our sex tournament in the desert. But that hadn’t stopped us from going at it again, then showering, then eating the lasagna we’d brought back from the restaurant. It was cold, but still delicious.

My time with Taylor had been, for me at least, a roller coaster of emotion. I could never have imagined that the guy I met in the lobby of the Royal Monaco, just the day before, the man who’d brought me here to help get my brother out of trouble, would also be the one I’d have sex with three…or was it four times?…that’s right, four—and in addition relate our life stories to one another. Maybe that was why I felt so darned good this early in the morning…

Beside me, Taylor stirred and slipped an arm round my waist, nuzzling his nose into my neck.

“Good morning, sexy.”

“Good morning.” I caressed his cheekbone with my thumb. “Sleep well?”

“Like a log, after you finally quit molesting me.”

“You can’t molest the willing. And if I remember correctly, you went to sleep holding my cock in your hand. Like you couldn’t let it go.”

“What an ego.” He gazed at me through sleepy eyes. “But you’re right, I couldn’t let it go.” His hand slid down to grip my morning wood. “See, he’s ready for more action, and so am I.” He ducked down under the sheet, and I let out a contented sigh as his lips enclosed the head of my erection.

Suddenly, all the shit that had gone down the day before came back at us in a very big way when the door exploded inward and two enormous hulking bodies practically fell into the room.

“Fuck!” I yelled, staring into the deadly barrel of the gun Chuck held unwaveringly at my face.

“Get up, faggots,” he hissed. “Get the fuck outta that bed, and give us the check you thought you’d get to keep all to your faggoty little selves. Sign it over to us, and this time no funny business or I’ll blow you and your fag friend here to blazes!”

I had a feeling he didn’t quite mean ‘blow’ in the way Taylor had been about to do to me. Taylor’s tousled blond head appeared from under the sheet and he looked at me with such a classic ‘What The Fuck?’ expression, I almost laughed. Almost…

“Okay,” I said, feeling my erection shrivel at the thought of exposing myself to the crude glares of Chuck and Frank. “Take it easy. You’ll get the check.”

“Too fuckin’ right,” Frank grunted. He nudged his compadré and snickered. “Looks like we caught them in the act. Sorry you didn’t have time to stick it up your pal’s butt.” He stared at Taylor and licked his lips. “How is that anyways? He got enough to peg ya good?”

“Shut the fuck up,” Chuck growled, giving Frank a sullen glare.

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