Channeling Morpheus 06 - Brazen by Jordan Castillo Price

Author:Jordan Castillo Price [Price, Jordan Castillo]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2013-05-23T02:09:56+00:00

Jordan Castillo Price

Sweet Oblivion 1: Brazen

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and follow it up with some hot, slutty begging -- when getting horizontal had been the last thing on my mind. Seeing it turned on someone else, like a sunbeam through a magnifying glass, put Michael in a whole new league. He had stroked and squeezed Damien’s nipples beyond teasing, approaching the point of torture. They were red little peaks now that made the poor kid writhe ’til the mattress squeaked.

I snuck a hand up and gave one a flick. His hard cock stabbed up into the air, but there was nothing there for it to fuck.

Yet.

Michael lavished a loud, wet kiss over Damien’s mouth, then moved on to his neck. Damien drank air the minute his mouth was free, and then he noticed me watching him, watching the two of them, and seemed to snap back from his throes of passion enough to say, “I’ve got condoms. In my shirt pocket. And a latex glove.” And a glove. Oh, the possibilities.

“About that,” I said. What had Michael told him in their little email pow-wow? I nudged Michael in the ribs.

He spooned up alongside Damien and gave each reddened nipple one more deliberate twist. Damien’s eyes squinched shut and his heels dug into the air mattress.

A bead of fluid shone at his piss slit.

“We can bareback,” Michael said, once it’d been quiet so long, except for the stiffly-controlled breathing, that I thought he might not answer at all. “I’ve been tested.

I’ve got antibodies.”

Damien jostled to get an elbow under himself and sat partway up. The air mattress was slightly less hindering than usual, with all of our weight on it. “No way.”

“A vampire research scientist at UW confirmed it.”

“Oh my God. I’ve heard of that guy. Hartman, or something.”

“Harmon,” Michael supplied.

“Hard-on,” I muttered. They probably both heard, but so what? I was accustomed to indulging my own propensity for insult, and old habits die hard. I was nothing if not old. I figured I’d win friends and influence people better at that particular Jordan Castillo Price

Sweet Oblivion 1: Brazen

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moment with a dick in my mouth, so I hunkered down between Damien’s legs and wrapped my fingers around the base of his cock, though it was standing up plenty well by itself. “Speaking of which, I don’t see too many hard-ons that aren’t circumcised. Not around here.” Here being the blanket term for the Heartland, everywhere besides New York and L.A.

“Hippy grandparents,” Damien said, his voice slightly dampered by Michael’s hair. Michael had gone back to licking Damien’s chest as if he hadn’t just dropped a big old antibody bomb, and what I could see of Damien’s eyes through the tousled strands of Michael’s hair looked baffled. “So… what does that mean, that you have antibodies?

You can’t catch vampirism?”

He was hard enough that the flushed tip of his cock showed, looking particularly vulnerable since it was usually covered up. I tongued the foreskin as I eased it down, and enjoyed the shudder and gasp I got in return.

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