In the quaint, sleepy college town of Huntsville, history has an eerie way of repeating itself generation after generation ... When in-the-closet college student Matthew Rhodes arrives at the old building in the town's historical district, little does he realize his life is about to take a sudden and dramatic turn. He is certainly prepared to earn extra income by posing nude for erotica artist Skylar Novak, and definitely anxious to discover if the sexy and reclusive man has an interest in him other than one of an artistic nature. But things get complicated when Matthew meets a handsome stranger lurking outside the artist's door. A stranger who has a sudden and compelling effect on him before disappearing in the blink of an eye. Matthew and Skylar quickly discover they share both an uncontrollable and supernatural bond with each other, leading to a red-hot and steamy affair, but they also realize they are mysteriously linked to the stranger. Is he even a man at all, or could he be an entity from another plane of existence with lecherous designs of his own? And could his connection to Matthew and Skylar have historical significance, involving an elaborate and desperate plan that has miserably failed every generation for centuries? Before the situation can drive him insane, Matthew is determined to open his mind to new possibilities and learn the whole truth. But in doing so, will his burgeoning love and unquenchable sexual appetite for Skylar, the man of his dreams, suffer in the process? Or will his actions secure their love for eternity?

Art for Art's Sake

Novak dropped to his knees in time to take me into his mouth. He sucked out my final eruptions, his hungry moans filling my ears. His hands rubbed the ivory juice over my six-pack as he deep-throated me, then finally came up for air. He danced his tongue over my crimson crown just before it retracted into the moist folds of foreskin.


“My God!” I exclaimed, the tangy aftertaste of his seed still potent in my mouth. “Did you take some cum pills or something? I’m sure I’ll be sloshing when I walk for the rest of the day.”


He climbed to his feet, giving my belly a thorough licking before meeting me face-to-face. “I told you, Matt. When I paint in this room, my dick becomes a virtual hose.”


“After nearly drowning in that cum bath I just gave you, there’ll be a next time?”


“Many, if I have anything to say about it. Damn, that was good.”


Chapter 52