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Saturday, March 11, 2017

Smutterday - Window Dressing

Window Dressing

Will Finn and Jared recapture what they lost in time for Christmas? 

Finnegan Gables moved away six years ago, leaving behind his friends, the city he grew up in, and his lover, Jared McNaughtly. They weren’t ready for a commitment then, but now Finn’s back and hoping to rekindle their Dom and sub relationship…if he can find Jared, that is.

Jared’s not had an easy time of it since Finn left. His one attempt at staying in the lifestyle resulted in a stalker, forcing him to change all his contact information and move to a new apartment. He’s disillusioned enough to have left the lifestyle altogether.

A chance crossing of their paths bring them together the week before Christmas. Can they move past their separation and everything that’s happened in the last six years to find a Merry Christmas together?

Originally released with another publisher.

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Smutty Excerpt:

“I’m going to let you ride me, boy. I’m going to let you prepare yourself for my cock.” Finn grabbed his legs and pressed them back against his chest, exposing part of his ass and all of his hole to Finn’s gaze.

“Finn!” Jared rocked a little, his lower back loving the stretch.

“Just helping you reach that sweet hole of yours.”

God, Finn’s shit-eating grin was sexy as hell.

“You focus on slicking, boy. I’ll hold and watch.”

A shiver went through him, and Finn’s smile got wider, a pleased rumble coming from his chest.

“One day soon I’m going to watch you get undressed, prep and fuck yourself with a dildo. It’s going to be the prettiest show ever.”

“So confident.” He’d always loved that about Finn. Always.

“I know what I want. And I know you want it, too.”

Finn grabbed his hand and brought it down to his ass. Jared didn’t play, pushing three fingers deep like he did to get himself off. Groaning for him, Finn grabbed his hand again and slowed him down.

“Easy. I want to enjoy watching you.” Finn found a new rhythm for him, holding his wrist and moving it slowly. He panted, open-mouthed and needy. “Spread your fingers apart, Jared. You need to really open yourself for my cock.”

His cry was embarrassing loud, the words making his prick leak. Finn licked his lips, gaze on Jared’s ass. It was gratifying to see how much he was turning Finn on. It was only fair, given how hot Finn had him.

“Please? Soon?” He needed it. Hard and fast and now.

Finn shook his head. “Find your gland first and peg it.”

He growled, bared his teeth, but did as best he could. He could barely brush it. Finn pushed, shoving his hand in deeper.

“Now!” Jared demanded. He was tired of playing.

Finn froze and started at him for a moment. “What was that... boy?”

“Please. Oh, God. Please, Finn. I’m burning up inside.”

“Mmm. Begging always works better than orders.” Finn tugged his fingers out of his hole. “So you’re ready for my cock now? Ready for me to fill you up and make you scream?”

“Please.” Now. Now was good for him. Now was great for him. In fact, was not soon enough.

Grinning, Finn pulled his hand away, settled between his legs. He could feel the heat of Finn’s cock against his hole. Dammit, he wanted Finn to need him, to want him just as bad. Finn waited until he looked back up and met that gaze. Then the thick cock spread him, Finn sinking in—not teasing, not taking his time, simply shoving in.

“Yes.” His eyelids were too heavy to hold open.

Finn rolled him up a little more, hands holding onto his calves and pressing them back against his chest as Finn found a rhythm. Each time Finn’s hips surged forward, they slammed up against his burning ass. Jared groaned, his body on fucking fire.

“Fuck!” Finn’s hand wrapped around his cock, the grip tight, but the strokes jerky, Finn clearly barely in control.

They rutted, pushing hard, slamming together. It was fucking glorious. It was glorious fucking. No shame, no worry, just two men seeking pleasure. Jared let himself go, let himself feel and touch and share this sensation. The silk sheets rubbed against his ass every time Finn punched into him, adding to the pleasure coursing through him.

“Fucking stunning,” muttered Finn, moving even faster.

Hell, yes, it was good. Better than, and Jared wanted more. He got more, Finn shifting around until Jared cried out at the pleasure of that hot cockhead hitting his gland. Then Finn became even more focused, banging against that spot with every thrust.


Oh, fuck. Harder. Harder, you bastard. Make me feel it.

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