Men of Steel by Julianne Bentley

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

tongue and, suddenly, I found myself crushed against his broad chest.

“Easy,” I whispered, struggling to move my arms from where he

had pinned them to my sides with the force of his embrace. Finally, I

managed to maneuver them so that my hands could reach beneath him

and grab his gorgeous ass. I squeezed the firm mounds and added my

own pleased hum to the sound of another of those lovely whimpers.

“Steve,” Victor rasped. “I wanna—” Too embarrassed to finish his

thought, Victor buried his face in the curve of my neck. I had my

suspicions and confirmed them by reaching one hand between his long

legs. I smiled as I found what I’d been seeking. Whoa, mama! The size

of the bulge prompted me to release an animalistic growl. Victor bucked

with a sharp gasp as I began to massage his massive erection through his

pants, pressing against the warm length with firm strokes.

“I know, baby. Shhhh. Trust me, I wanna too.” I knew that Victor

wasn’t a complete novice. After all, the whole reason he’d been avoiding

the attraction between us for so long was because of those youthful

encounters that had shown him what would happen if he indulged his

baser instincts. But the time for caution had passed, and I was

determined to show him how adults played together. When I was done

with him, he wouldn’t even remember that adolescent hand job.

I sought out his mouth again, drinking in the delicious little mewls

he made as I fondled him. Sitting beside him as I was, the angle was a bit

awkward, but I managed to unfasten the button at his waist and lower his

zipper so that his pants fell open. Taking advantage of the convenience

slit in his briefs, I dove right in and filled my hand with his large,

throbbing cock.

“Ah, Steve! Fuck!”

I laughed, ever amused by the incongruity of America’s most

famous boy scout talking dirty. “Oh, yeah, baby,” I murmured. “Soon.

Most definitely.” I kissed him hard then, working his arousal with my

hand until he was sobbing into my mouth from the pleasure of it. As a

moan caught in Victor’s throat, I groaned, my own neglected cock

throbbing in response. I could imagine the dark spot of moisture that was

spreading out on the front of my pants, and I fumbled with my fly

awkwardly using my free hand. I groaned happily when I succeeded in

freeing myself, but didn’t give in to the temptation to grab my cock and

ease the ache. Instead, I took my lust out on Victor, determined to show

him the proper way to manhandle another guy’s tool.

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