Cold War, hot spies, y'all. Vincent and Kolya are back -- in the Deep South. They must protect a brilliant chemist and his family while the man completes the new formula he's promised to sell to T.H.R.U.S.T.<br><br>The assignment should have been a piece of pecan pie, but F.I.S.T. has its eye on the formula, and the local rednecks take exception to a bunch of Damn Yankees moving into their territory. Can the two spies keep the family safe? Will the doctor's two precocious children sabotage the whole assignment?<br><br>And what about Vincent and Kolya's new relationship? This is their first assignment since they made the decision to move in together. Can they cope with the strain of the job ... and the humidity? Or will their new romance be put on the back burner along with the grits and collard greens?

Southern Fried Spies

“Yes, Vikushka, hard!” Nikoloz spread his legs wide, shoving backwards.


Vincent pushed slowly forward, easing into the tight hole. He knew his thick cock wasn’t the easiest thing to accept. He also knew Nikoloz was panting for it, eager to be split apart. Vincent ran his hands over the smooth ass cheeks. He slid his fingers forward to tweak the nipples into hardness. Then, he set up a pounding rhythm that had Nikoloz grunting as his ass was spread open.


It didn’t take long, not with the sight of his hard cock sliding in and out of the slim body bent over for him. He felt that deep buzz in his balls, and hauled Nikoloz’s ass tight against his crotch. He shoved hard and felt his cock erupt deep within the other’s body.


“Damn, Kolenka,” he gasped, pumping the last of his load into the hot ass. “I could almost come just watching you get off. You’re so fucking sexy.”


Chapter 21