Star-Spangled Showdown by Hank Edwards

Author:Hank Edwards [Edwards, Hank]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mitten Ginger Media

Dom nearly choked on his coffee when Owen entered the breakfast buffet area. He wiped his mouth and sat back, crossing his arms and narrowing his eyes.

“Good morning,” Owen said in a bright and cheerful tone as he pulled out the chair across from him and sat down. “Did you sleep well?”

“What are you wearing?” Dom said.

“Hmm?” Owen looked down at the Mets jersey, then reached up to adjust the so-familiar royal blue Mets hat. “Just some lightweight summer clothing. Why? Does it annoy and distract you?”

Dom leaned in over the table and lowered his voice. “Later, after I’ve won today’s competition, I’m going to have you wear that jersey as I fuck your ass hard and deep, and I’m going to pull out and shoot my load all over it.”

Owen’s pupils expanded as he stared back, and Dom saw his Adam’s apple bob up and down as he swallowed hard. After a moment to collect himself, Owen leaned in close and dropped his voice to a whisper. “That’s interesting. I was thinking when I won, I would wear this jersey and hat so you could look at it between your upraised legs as I fucked your ass hard and deep.”

“Dude…” Dom said on a slow exhalation.

“Shall we get some breakfast?” Owen winked and got up to approach the buffet.

“Yeah, Mets rule!” said a man across the room.

“Yeah they do!” Owen responded.

“Going to be a very long day,” Dom muttered to himself, then pushed back from the table and followed Owen to the buffet.

They teased each other in line about the amount of carbs and grease in the selections they were making, then returned to their table. After a few bites, Dom grinned at Owen. “How do your ass cheeks feel today? That chair got enough padding for you?”

A blush colored Owen’s pale cheeks above his beard, and he looked up at Dom through his lashes. “Barely. You really went to town on my ass last night.”

Dom felt a bit nervous. “Was it too much?”

“No, I really liked it.” Owen smiled. “I did ice my butt back in my room while I watched TV, though.”

“Oh, sorry.” Dom made a face.

“It’s okay. It was hot as fuck.”

Dom nodded. “It really was.” He looked around and lowered his voice. “I’ve always liked doing that, but I’ve never found anyone else who liked it as much.”

“Me, too.” Owen met his gaze for a moment, then looked down at his food. “Must be the rivalry coming out between us.”

“Right. That must be it,” Dom said, but he wondered if perhaps it wasn’t something much deeper. There wasn’t time to consider that, not at that moment, so he went back to his food.

When they’d finished eating, they dropped off their trays, and Owen headed for the main doors.

“You’re really going to wear that jersey down to the park?” Dom asked.

Owen turned and smiled as he spread his arms out. “I told you, I’m going to be wearing this all day, and most of the night. Get used to it.

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