It's 1953, and the golden age of Hollywood musicals. Paul Dunham couldn't be hotter on the dancefloor or the silver screen. Hoping to capitalize on Paul's popularity, the studio pairs him with up-and-comer Jack Wells.<br><br>On the marquee, it's a match made in heaven, but for Paul, it's a personal hell. He hates Jack's newfangled acting style, and he hates Jack's blue eyes, and he especially hates the fact that Jack is one of the most talented dancers he has ever met.<br><br>Jack, however, doesn't hate Paul. In fact, everything Paul does fascinates him. After their first meeting, Jack is determined to win Paul over, and he won't back down until Paul admits the two of them are perfect partners ... in every way.

Sticks and Stones

Paul wanted to test to see just how hot Jack’s ass was, but he knew that if he released Jack’s hip, he would only take that as a sign to buck his hips and try to take control. He also wondered just how Jack’s flesh would feel against his tongue, but that would require shifting attention from Jack’s cock, and he didn’t want to do that. Not yet. Not until he finally tasted Jack’s come on the back of his tongue.


Anything else was lost. Jack shouted the same moment his cock pulsed, and Paul quickly slid far enough up his length to catch the first shot across his tongue. Warm, sticky fluid filled his mouth, drawing shivers to Paul’s flesh as he swallowed it down. His hands dug even deeper into Jack’s muscled hips, hard enough to likely leave bruises, but he wouldn’t let go or ease up until Jack had finished, until every last, delicious drop was gone and Jack was limp beneath him.


Chapter 46