Tuesday, December 6, 2011
Dave is a man on the edge. He’s still in love with his ex, he’s trying to stay on top of his career and he has a secret love of the darker sides of sexual experience. As he’s trying to get his life where he wants it, Dave discovers a subculture of men looking to catch the AIDs virus and be given The Gift.
As his boyfriend Jimmy is willing to try again, others offer another type of experience that calls to his darker side. Dave is a man on a mission but the results might not be what anyone is expecting.
Excerpt (this is very explicit):
For a moment, I’m afraid I might throw up. I shouldn’t have taken the pills my host offered but when one attends an orgy, it’s impolite to abstain. And abstinence is not one of the virtues in which I’ve ever indulged.
Truth be told, virtue and I haven’t been on a first name basis in years. Maybe if I’d been a little more open to it I wouldn’t be on my knees in the living room of this tract house with my hand up some guy’s ass.
He’s a pretty boy with a long blond ponytail that swings over his shoulder and grazes the barbell in his nipple. His ass is lovely and shiny from the lube. It takes a lot of lube to make this work.
My partner grunts as I flex my fingers. I want to pump my hand in and out but I don’t think he’s ready. Not many men can take that kind of pressure. My own erection is at a semi-hard place. The pills are making my head fuzzy and my chest feels tight. I don’t want to get sick here. I don’t want to be an overdose on this stained carpet, remembered as the dead guy with shit on his hand and a limp dick.
Our host is bent over a chair getting fucked by a bald, black man. I wonder what it was that he gave me. I hope he knows so he can tell the paramedics.
“Oh God. God.” My blond boy is starting to move, a small thrust and my dick stirs. This is what I like. He’s getting used to the feeling and soon we’ll be pumping together. I hope he can restrain blowing my hand out of his ass. It’s hard to explain a sprained wrist because a neophyte couldn’t control his ass muscles when he blew.
I can’t remember the name of the guy who owns this house but he’s totally getting fucked by the black guy. I should concentrate on my blond but I love watching the muscles bunch in the other man’s thighs. He looks a little like Jimmy in his sweet dark skin, the black hair collecting droplets of sweat.
No, I promised myself I wouldn’t bring thoughts of Jimmy to this party. This is about me. Tonight is my taking this little boy on his knees and blowing his mind. After this party, this sweet little boy will never be the same. My hand will always be imprinted in his mind.
My dick is thick with blood and heat and this boy’s submission. I rotate my wrist just a little and his groan is music.
This is the life.
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