When Seamus O'Donnell returns to his Massachusetts hometown for Samhain, or Halloween as his neighbors like to call it, he has a bone to pick with someone.<br><br>At twenty-six, with a career on Wall Street, life was looking up for him until cancer attacked. Now, on that night when the veil is thin between the dead and those who aren't dead, feeling he has nothing to lose, Seamus summons up the one thing nobody wants to see.<br><br>To Seamus's surprise, he doesn't get an ugly skeleton in a dark robe, but rather something quite handsome. When it misunderstands something Seamus says in anger, the being makes Seamus a proposition he just can't refuse.

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Seamus laughed, and then looked Mine up and


down. Mine was a lot bigger than Seamus, and the idea really turned


Seamus on. In college he had once fucked a jock who was almost this


big. The idea of riding a guy so much larger than him was hot.


Seamus knew that some guys would be intimidated by it, but when he


looked down at his eight plus inches he knew he was ready for


kneeled behind Mine’s still open ass. Seamus pushed his dick head


up to the opening and spit on his dick. He hoped that the spit,


combined with the juicy tonguing he had given Mine, would be enough


to make them comfortable, but then he thought about it. Without


moving his cock, he reached over to the cedar chest and pulled out


some oil his family often used for healing rituals. He slapped some


“Take me,” Mine said. “Make me yours.”


Seamus pushed his engorged dick head up to


Mine’s hole. His head was thick, and he wasn’t sure it was going to


Chapter 9