Innocence on Film by Lilith Duvalier

Author:Lilith Duvalier [Duvalier, Lilith]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: coming out, contemporary, editors pick, erotic, gay, mm, public exhibition, romance
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Shawn’s alarm went off at six-thirty the next morning. He groaned, turned it off, and shuffled to the bathroom without turning any lights on. He relieved himself, shook off, and was washing his hands before he realized: he had nothing to wake up for.

Less than 12 hours ago, he’d been laid off.

Then the bar.

Then Fritz’s loft.

Then…

The memory flooded him. The electronic whirr of the cameras and hum of the lights. Fritz’s gentle chuckle. The soft sheets. The sweat on his skin. The heat and smell of Fletcher.

Fletcher’s cock buried inside him while he came harder than he’d ever come in his life.

The clear blue sliver of soap fell from his hands into the sink. Shawn had to take a deep breath before he could retrieve it, set it aside, and finish rinsing his hands.

Fuck.

Yesterday morning he’d been a hospital administrator.

This morning he was a porn star.

He could feel it in his body. His mouth tasted strange. The muscles in his legs were aching like he’d run a marathon. His stomach felt like he’d been doing crunches for hours. His neck ached like he’d gotten whiplash. His ass…

His ass didn’t hurt as badly as he’d expected. When he’d first slept with Arla she’d complained of being sore for a couple days afterward. Too sore to do it again, even though doing it again was the only thing Shawn could think about whenever she was around. For the next three weeks they’d only had the privacy they would have needed to have sex three times, and Arla had teased him into a frenzy the first two times and then jumped him the third. He wished he didn’t remember it in such clear detail.

Shawn moved around the bathroom experimentally, using muscles he’d never thought about before last night. Clenching in certain ways made his ass twinge. It wasn’t painful, not really. It was like the feeling of poking a mostly healed bruise. It definitely didn’t hurt too badly to do it again.

He cringed at the thought and bent to splash water over his face as a wave of revulsion fought its way up his throat. Had things really seemed that dire? Had he really been that drunk? He grabbed his toothbrush, then roughly squeezed toothpaste out of the nearly empty tube. As he sawed away at the plaque and odd taste in his mouth, he prodded his memory of last night, looking for any holes that might have been caused by getting so black out drunk that he thought agreeing to let his lifelong best friend fuck him on camera might have been a good idea.

But no.

The whole night was there. Getting on the bus, Fletcher convincing him to go out to the bar. One beer. The blue drinks, which they hadn’t even finished. The bartender convincing them to go with Fritz. Fritz’s luxurious loft. The forest of filming equipment. The wad of money he’d been handed before starting.

And Fletcher.

Fletcher all over him. Pulling his hair, fucking his mouth, sucking his cock.

Fletcher’s monster dick slowly pushing into Shawn’s tight and overwhelmed asshole.

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