IT guy Michael figures he's in for an awkward evening when a client takes him to a girlie bar. When he gets talking to big, blond Kyle, it seems like it's his lucky night after all. But they have a shared past Michael's managed to forget and Kyle is hoping he won't remember.<br><br>Kyle's deeply ashamed of his weakness back in high school, when he stood by and watched as Michael became the victim of a gay-bashing -- by new boy Kyle's group of friends. He's going to have his work cut out to persuade Michael to take a chance at trusting him now.

Stronger Where It Counts

“Well, baby, are you going to get your ass over here, or do I have to come over there and get you?”


And don’t think I’m not tempted to stand my ground and make him fetch me. But there’s only so much a guy can take, and I’ve about reached my limit. I need to touch him, now. So I climb on up that bed until I’m straddling his hips and our cocks are pressed together again, just how they like it, and I kiss him and let the heat of his body fill me up with warmth. Then I scoot back down again, rip open a foil packet, and roll it on that glorious dick and then I take him back in my mouth. I miss the taste of his dick, the saltiness of his pre-come, and I’m worried it won’t feel so good for Kyle but he groans straight off, a huge, shuddering sound, so I figure he’s not suffering too badly. 


Chapter 9