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. Dal laughed, eyes just dancing."Neither is this, he murmured, pulling a black leather cockring from his pocket.There were small studs on it, meant togo on the inside, designed to drive Dal wild.Dal's eyeswent wide, lips forming a sweet, bruised  o".He patted hislap. Come sit here again and I'll get you ready for ourdance.""You want me to dance with that on?""Mmm.I do.Leather wrapping your torso, leather wrappingyour cock.Oh, yes.I do."Dal groaned, sliding into his lap, cock a hard bulge in hisslacks.Moaning softly, Dillon slid his fingers over the silk-coveredcock, feeling the heat of Dal through his trousers. All forme. His fingers plucked open the first button, then the nextand the third."Yeah.You.I mean, I. Dal blushed and shook his head,hips pushing up into his fingers.Oh, so lovely.Bending, he brought their mouths together,lips sliding, nibbling, biting, as that heat slid along his palm. Yes, Dal.You. He licked Dal's lower lip and wrapped theleather around the base of Dal's cock.Dal leaned into the kiss, taking it deep and hard, that mouthstill tasting like him.He squeezed Dal's cock, pressed afinger along the studded ring at the base.God, such asensual, sexy man."Fuck me. Dal growled, toes curling, pushing up towardhis touch."Oh yes.Not right this minute, but it's coming.I promise.He gave Dal's cock one last sweet stroke, and then tuckedit back into Dal's pants, barely able to do the buttons uparound the hard flesh."Bastard. Oh, look at that fire."You don't want to dance with me, baby? He pushedgently, helping Dal to stand. There's music, low lighting.He held his hand out, waiting for that lovely hand to slideinto his.Dal moaned and stepped right up into his arms, almostcuddling, warm and sensual.He hummed softly, givingthem music to sway to, to slowly dance their way over to thestereo.He flipped it on and dimmed the lights, moving slowand easy with Dal.It was easier than he'd thought it would be.More peaceful.Gentler.He could feel Dal's heat beneath the silk, could feelthe motions of the sexy body beneath his fingers, andagainst his own body.It made him hard, made him need,and he hummed, fingers sliding to draw circles in the smallof Dal's back, right beneath the edge of the cincher.Dalgasped, lips soft and hot on his throat."So sexy, he murmured, hands moving to push the silk shirtfrom Dal's shoulders. Oh, yes, look at that.""Hmm? Look at what, lover? Dal lifted his face for a kiss.Dillon chuckled, licking quickly across Dal's lips, and thenstepping slightly back. Look at you."Reaching out, he slid his fingers along the top of thecincher, flicking them up as he passed the pretty rougednipples, fingertips rubbing against Dal's nipples.Whitecincher, black pants with a prominent bulge, rougednipples, kohled eyes Dal had put on his plumage tonight,and Dillon admired every bit of it."You're perverse, you do realize that? Dal was trying hisbest not to buck, to gasp.He let one of his eyebrows rise. You're the one in all theleather, he pointed out, voice rather husky.His fingersrepeated their journey along the edge of the cincher, thistime stopping long enough to pinch the pretty nipples."Mmm.Harder. Dal groaned, arching against him.He laughed, pinching one nipple, letting Dal feel hisfingernails. You're always so pushy, baby.""I want to get them pierced.I never will, but I want to."He groaned, pinching the other one, harder this time, hiscock jerking in his pants. You'd look stunning. He'd findclamps that looked like rings for Dal.And he'd have themmade if he couldn't find them."You think so? I'd be crazy."He tugged Dal closer and slid his hand down the back ofthe silk pants, fingers sliding over Dal's crack, following itdown to the little hidden rings. Crazier than this?""I'm used to those. Dal leaned forward, lips brushing hisear. I can forget them.""Not when I do this you can't. He twisted and tugged onering and then the other, working them with rough, jerkymovements. We could put a weight on them.Then youwouldn't forget.""Not a chance. Oh, look at that pretty flush."Maybe not this time. God, he'd love to know Dal had aweight or two on during their next meeting.Something thatwas his.He swallowed hard. So, you still want a next time?"He met Dal's lovely eyes. Don't you?""Yes. The word was bald.Simple.Full of emotion.He nodded, hand sliding to cup Dal's head. Me, too, baby.He brought their mouths together, groaning into the kiss,the heat between them immediate, explosive.Dal wrapped his arms around Dillon, hands squeezing hardenough to leave marks.Leg pushing between Dal's, givingthat bound prick something to rub against, he fucked Dal'slips with his tongue, holding on just as tight [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]