Dignity Takes a Holiday by Rick R. Reed

Author:Rick R. Reed [Reed, Rick R.]
Language: nld
Format: epub, pdf
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

WHEN Pete came downstairs again, the crowd in the living room was

getting ready for the first game. “Thank God,” Pete whispered. It was

high time for some good, clean fun.

“Let the games begin!” Bubbles shrieked as she marched down

the stairs, dangling a flea colar from one red-clawed hand and

looking quite pleased with herself. A soaking wet Chihuahua, its tail

tucked between its legs, watched her progress from the top of the

stairs, snarling and baring its teeth.

When the partygoers were gathered ’round, Bubbles said,

“We’re gonna play that old chestnut everyone might remember from

high school: Dark Room.”

Bubbles’s friend Harry blurted out, “Isn’t that the one where

you turn out the lights and see what develops?”

“Harry, you bastard! You stole my thunder!”

It wasn’t long before the game was in ful swing. Pete wasn’t

sure what to do. Nervously, he had seated himself on the red velvet

settee, practicaly holding his breath, waiting for someone to touch

him. After it seemed he would be left alone among the panting and the

grunting, he suddenly felt a hand grasp his knee and begin slowly

creeping upward. Pete leaned back, delighted to be finaly getting

some attention, and parted his legs a bit. Another hand moved to tug

at the elastic waistband of his pants, tugging on it until his boner

popped out, slapping back against his tummy. The hand began to

caress and stroke his penis, causing him to throw back his head and

moan with pleasure. “Yeah, that’s it,” he whispered to the darkness

as the hand increased its tempo. He felt someone sliding into position

across his lap and then the gentle touch of a tongue at the very tip of

his penis. He lifted his ass to alow better access and was rewarded

by having his whole cock engulfed in a world of silken, wet pleasure.

Pete let his head lol back on the couch, running his fingers through

the geled hair of his tireless and enthusiastic cocksucker. Pete kept

his head back, eyes squeezed tight, panting, as he felt the approach of

a tidal wave of sensual splendor. He gasped out into the darkened

room when suddenly he heard snickering, and even through his

eyelids, Pete could tel the lights had been turned back on. Dizzily, he

opened his eyes to find the entire party assembled around him, in

bright overhead light, laughing and nudging each other. And then he

looked down to see who the tongue bandit was, the one who brought

him so much pleasure. Perhaps Harry….

Oh my God, Pete almost screamed when he saw it was not a

man between his spread thighs, but Phylis Henderson. Pete sat up

hurriedly, knocking Phylis out of the way with a wel-placed knee,

and struggled to pul his pants back up with shaking hands.

It was then he turned his head and saw her, glaring, disgusted,

and slowly shaking her head. “Mother!” Pete screeched. “What are

you doing here?”

“How’d you like the fortune cookies, Pete?” Helen chuckled.

“I had ’em made special.”

The entire party, Pete realized from their laughter, had been in

on the joke. Damn Mother and her cruel ways…. Al of this, he was

sure, had been done to get revenge on Pete for not bringing her.

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