Dom, Sub, and Boy: Beginning
When Grant sells off his company and retires in his mid-thirties, things change. He and Mark are as committed as ever, but Grant now has so much more time on his hands while Mark is busier than ever at the hospital. With nothing else to occupy him, Grant yearns for a twenty-four-seven boy, while Mark worries he’s not enough for his passionate Dom. Could bringing in a third be what they both need to round out their lives?
Mark’s best friend Ting just might fit the bill, but how do Grant and Mark bring the topic up with each other, let alone Ting himself?
For the longest time Grant simply stared at him, then he smiled and said “Hey” back before bringing their lips together.
His soft cry surprised Mark, torn from him. Finally he was home and he could need.
Grant’s tongue pushed between his lips, storming his mouth and owning the kiss. Hungry man. Mark held on, meeting that need and strength head on. Grant dragged his hands from Mark’s shoulders down his spine to his ass. He loved how those big hands cupped him, lifted him and rubbed them together. Jesus, his lover was strong. It never ceased to amaze him.
Those amazing muscles were wrapped around him, rubbing up against him.
“Need.” Mark groaned the word, driving against Grant’s slick muscles.
“I know. It’s about time we shared an orgasm again.” Grant’s voice was all growly.
“God, yes. It’s been eons.” Mark knew you couldn’t die from blue balls, but still.
Taking his mouth again, Grant pushed him up against the wall of the shower, and rocked their bodies together. Mark went with it, cock sliding against perfect, slick skin. Biting his lower lip, Grant increased the friction between their bodies, one hand wrapping around his hip tight enough to leave bruises.
“Jesus. Please.” Mark was going to blow. Bang. Just like he was an untried kid.
“Because it’s been so long, you’re allowed to come.”
He wasn’t sure even Grant’s will could stop that now, but he’d go along with the offer to come. “Thank you.”
“Show me, then. Show me how much you’ve missed me these last few days.”
Oh, now, that was a pleasant demand.
Grant slammed their bodies together and Mark grabbed the back of Grant’s head, their kiss going breathless and wild.
That amazing pressure on his hip increased. He had two days, right? He could chance a little bruising.
“Come on, baby. Give it to me,” Grant demanded.
Grant gave Mark one sharp, sure smack, and the burn sent him over the edge.
“Oh, yeah.” Grant moaned and jerked against him, hot brand of a cock rubbing along his belly.
“Love.” He bit Grant’s bottom lip, tugging.
Jerking against him, Grant came, the heat spreading between them.
There. There it was. Better.
Their kisses didn’t end, but they eased, became…more intimate.
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