Tuesday, April 26, 2011


by Lou
Tim rubbed his darkly stubbled cheek over the hair at the junction of Rob's thigh, nosing his way to that softest of skin and breathed in the morning muskiness he knew so well. He felt the man's pulse under his fingers as they ghosted up his inner thigh to his groin. Glancing across at the tall mirror by the wardrobe, Rob eyed the reddened swell of Tim's backside as he shifted to a more comfortable position between his legs. Giving himself up to the warmth of Tim's mouth, Rob smiled, happy that was the only evidence now of yesterday's discord.

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