When Brad comes home from the gym he’s doing a crossword puzzle as he walks into the bedroom. He’s using a pen. Black ink.
Nate jumps him, not because of that, but because Brad smells like sweat and he looks happy and Nate wants to devour that feeling. Maybe suck it right out of Brad’s dick.
Brad’s surprised into dropping his bag and pen and magazine, but he grins when Nate pins him to the bed.
“Hello,” he purrs, hips lifting to let Nate peels him out of his jeans and briefs.
“Hey,” Nate says, distracted by the cuts in Brad’s muscles, dragging Brad’s tank up his belly. His tongue runs through the lines, dipping down into the circle of Brad’s navel. His sweat is tart and familiar and Nate draws a straight line through it, down to Brad’s soft cock.
“Right for the money,” Brad smirks, drawing one knee up so there’s room for Nate to be comfortable.
Nate mmms, kissing the base of Brad’s cock, the curve of the shaft. Brad smells amazing, musky, right on the edge of dirty and it hooks into Nate’s belly, pulling his own dick into a hard jerk.
He ducks his head further, cupping his tongue around the smooth head of Brad’s cock. He suckles gently, slowly taking Brad in further as his cock hardens.
“God, Nate,” Brad says quietly, arching his hips up lazily. “Yeah.”
He touches Nate’s hair carefully, his fingers slipping down, his thumbs brushing the moist corners of Nate’s mouth, urging him closer, his lips open wider, until his cock’s as deep as it can get. His taste and smell fills Nate’s nose and mouth completely.
Snippet Post II: Return of the AWESOMEmaurhetiOctober 29 2009, 12:23:53 UTC
Holy fucking GOD. I'll be... over here. With my head stuck in a bucket of ice to keep my brain from exploding. So far, it's a close thing. I mean, you know, starting out all innocent-like (of course Brad uses pen... hee!), and then, it... with Brad being all accommodating and...!! And that last sentence? Oh, my heart...! Dude. I can't even. I'm going to wallow in this snippet some more now.
Yeah, clearly I'm not at all excited.
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Nate jumps him, not because of that, but because Brad smells like sweat and he looks happy and Nate wants to devour that feeling. Maybe suck it right out of Brad’s dick.
Brad’s surprised into dropping his bag and pen and magazine, but he grins when Nate pins him to the bed.
“Hello,” he purrs, hips lifting to let Nate peels him out of his jeans and briefs.
“Hey,” Nate says, distracted by the cuts in Brad’s muscles, dragging Brad’s tank up his belly. His tongue runs through the lines, dipping down into the circle of Brad’s navel. His sweat is tart and familiar and Nate draws a straight line through it, down to Brad’s soft cock.
“Right for the money,” Brad smirks, drawing one knee up so there’s room for Nate to be comfortable.
Nate mmms, kissing the base of Brad’s cock, the curve of the shaft. Brad smells amazing, musky, right on the edge of dirty and it hooks into Nate’s belly, pulling his own dick into a hard jerk.
He ducks his head further, cupping his tongue around the smooth head of Brad’s cock. He suckles gently, slowly taking Brad in further as his cock hardens.
“God, Nate,” Brad says quietly, arching his hips up lazily. “Yeah.”
He touches Nate’s hair carefully, his fingers slipping down, his thumbs brushing the moist corners of Nate’s mouth, urging him closer, his lips open wider, until his cock’s as deep as it can get. His taste and smell fills Nate’s nose and mouth completely.
If Nate closes his eyes, Brad’s the whole world.
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I love this line so so much. Boys!!!!
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You are so ridiculous come into my bed
I mean. Thanks!
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But to the important stuff: I love that Nate just jumps Brad. This snippet shows such an intimacy between the boys, I love it. And it's HOT too, damn.
If Nate closes his eyes, Brad’s the whole world.
Guh. Way to kill me with the hot-hot-and-tender!
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