Shannon Administrator
     creator (little c) of the 9 realms member is offline
![[avatar]](http://i178.photobucket.com/albums/w259/barrelvalley/cp-125-coverani.gif)
she who writes the words...
Joined: Aug 2006 Posts: 84 Location: middle of nowhere, pa, usa Karma: 100 |  | Chances: A Second Chance (ADULT- m/m) « Thread Started on Jul 22, 2008, 10:39am » | |
Second Chance ADULT EXCERPT
The human in Chance’s arms writhed in pleasure. The man’s deliciously perfect ass pressed back against his raging arousal, sliding his cock up between his lover’s cheeks. “Take me, Chance. Take me like you did in the snow.” Not just any human… Josh’s words gasped out on panted breath, begging for what Chance so desperately needed.
He rocked his body, sliding over Josh’s entrance, teasing them both. He reached around his lover and cupped the erection that was every bit as hard as his own. He stroked over him, sliding the tight skin with short, firm strokes. He kissed a trail of fire up over Josh’s neck. His lover liked affection as well as fucking. Josh was perfect for him in every way. Their desires met and consumed. Josh’s hips pushed back impatiently.
Oh yes, Chance’s lover wanted exactly what he wanted. He changed the angle and rubbed the head of his cock over Josh’s entrance. And then he pushed forward, taking that perfect ass in a long slow thrust. Josh’s hands caught his wrists, using them to balance against the force of the slow penetration. “Oh, Chance… Yes…”
Starting shallowly, he drove deeper with every thrust, until finally their bodies were flush together, pressed hotly from shoulder to thigh. Josh was tight. Every movement, no matter how slight, ricocheted pleasure through him.
“Hey perv! Time to wake up.”
His brother’s voice jerked him awake. Chance opened his eyes and the human faded away with the wisps of imagination. Not just any human, but the one man who’d been consuming Chance’s thoughts and dreams for five months.
Damn Josh anyway.
Why couldn’t he find satisfaction with anyone else? No more than a few hours in Josh’s arms and now he was ruined. Damn him. Damn them both.
Chance rolled over, ignoring his brother’s annoyed look. So what if he had been humping his pillow? It was none of Meryk’s business. “What the hell are you doing in my house anyhow?” He couldn’t keep the snarl from his tone. Being hard and unsatisfied made for a bad way to wake up.
“I’m tired of you moping around. I’m the one with a bad attitude, not you. I came down here to offer to watch over your last chance demons so you can go get your head on straight.”
“What in the hell are you talking about?” He pulled on a pair of leather pants while trying to wake up enough to understand Meryk.
“I said, you’re on vacation. I can manage things for three or four days. Go figure out what’s wrong and get it fixed.”
After stuffing his feet into a pair of boots, he faced his brother. “Just like that?”
“Yep. Any idea where you’ll be going?”
“Miami.” He snagged a silk shirt from his closet and dematerialized from Hell.
END EXCERPT Chances: A Snowball's Chance (hot flash) ~ 3/3/08 Chances 2: A Second Chance (hot flash) - 7/22/08 Buy these hot stories at Changeling Press http://www.changelingpress.com/author.php?uid=77
| I may have built the world, but all are welcome to come in and play. www.lshannon.net |
|