Fine as Frog Hair by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

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This was the way to start the New Year, no question about it. The taste of cornbread and black-eyed peas and cheap champagne and Trey in his mouth. Clothing optional. The Christmas lights twinkling, Dick Clark's Rockin’ Eve rockin’ away in the background. And skin. Lots and lots of skin. Trey's skin.

Soft and warm and close. Close enough to rub against and touch and lick and oh ... oh, Russ could get used to this just like that.

He moaned softly around Trey's nipple, fingers playing with the other one.

“Oh, Russ ... Making me need.” Trey shivered, hands dancing over his body.

“Yeah?” He looked up with a smile that had to stretch from one ear to the other, it felt so big, so good.

“I'm just getting started.”

Trey chuckled, stroking his hair. “You look like the cat that ate the canary.”

He grinned and turned to kiss Trey's hand. “Not a canary I ate.” He giggled—the champagne and happiness were making him bold.

“Oh, no?” Trey's voice was warm, wicked. “Did you get the cream instead?”

He laughed, leaning hard against Trey. “Yeah. I did.”

Warm arms wrapped right around him, held him close, Trey squeezing tight. “Yeah, you sure did.”

He leaned up to take another kiss, loving the way Trey tasted, the way their mouths moved together soft and sure and good. They fit together, warm and right, his butt resting right on Trey's thighs. His hands moved back to Trey's nipples, fingers drawn to them like a compass needle to north. Trey moaned into his lips, nipples growing hard as stones under his touches. He liked that sound, liked it a whole lot and wanted to hear it again, so he tugged on them, twisting just a little. Oh, there it was again, low and raw, and he got a shiver, Trey's hands tightening on his hips. He sucked on Trey's lower lip for a moment and then bent back down to one of those hard little nipples, taking it between his teeth.

“Russ ... Oh, God...” Trey arched and moaned, head falling back. He shifted, moving to straddle Trey's thighs, back bent as he worked that little nub of flesh with tongue and lips and teeth. The couch was rough against his knees, but Trey's skin was soft on the insides of his thighs. Soft noises filled the air, Trey shifting and rocking underneath him, one hand in his hair, the other around his hip.

He moved to Trey's other nipple, loving the way the puckered skin felt under his lips, the way Trey moved and sounded, how warm he was, how good everything smelled.

“Gonna make me so sensitive tomorrow. Gonna make me hard every time my shirt touches them.” A shiver went through him at the words. It was going to make *him* hard, knowing that Trey was hard because of him. “Sexy ... God ... Russ...” Trey's voice sounded stunned and rough, but so damned sweet.

He whimpered, teeth nipping and then tongue soothing. Trey's skin was blazing, so hot and perfect on his tongue, his lover's prick full against his inner thigh.

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