Brush With Catastrophe by Tara Lain

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

Ryder laughed, and that felt good. “Keep licking, Al.” He went into the bathroom,

and Sammy heard the water start. Then he came out to the little kitchenette. “Can’t give

you coffee. Not good for you right now. Have you got any tea?”

“I think I got some for one time when Dr. Barth came over.”

Sammy heard rustling. “Got it. Hope it’s not ancient.” Pans rattled. Sammy closed

his eyes. How nice it was just to lie there, snuggled under the covers. Gods, his neck

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burned. He shifted his head, trying to get more comfortable. Al’s tongue kept scraping

across his forehead. Soothing.

Maybe he drifted off, because next thing he knew, he was floating through the air.

Wow. Like a powerful witch. Wait. He opened his eyes. Ryder was carrying him

wrapped in the blanket. “Uh, how are you doing this?”

Ryder’s glistening green eyes looked down at him. “Because you don’t eat

enough, and you’re light as a feather.”

Sammy snuggled his head against Ryder’s shoulder. He smelled like vanilla.

Sammy loved vanilla. “I forget.”

“Well, I remember, and you’re going to get fed.”

“By who?”

“By me. Shh. Just rest.”

With pleasure. But before he could snuggle back into Ryder’s neck, he was set on

the toilet seat, unwrapped from his blanket, and lowered into a warm bath. Bubbles all

around. “Mmm. Nice.” The water smelled good but not as good as Ryder.

Sammy took a deep breath and scooted down another couple of inches into the

warm sudsy water. He felt a sponge on his arm. “You gonna wash me?” He couldn’t

keep his eyes open.

“Yep.”

“That’s the best thing ever.” The sponge moved slowly over his shoulders. So nice.

Down his arm. Mmm. Other arm. Then warm water sluiced across his skin.

The sponge started on one foot. Sammy giggled.

“Ticklish.”

“Mmm.”

Up his calf, knee, thigh. Oops. He was way too exhausted to move, but nobody

told his cock. The beast was rising like a seeking serpent, and the tip pushed through

the bubbles. Sammy moved his hands down to cover the thing. “Sorry.”

The Aloysius Tales 2: Brush with Catastrophe

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