Okay I'm a glutton. I just had to come back for more. This week's snippet is from my current project with Evelise Archer - Yesterday's Secrets. This scene happens after a rather wicked voyeuristic scene between Keegan and Marik as they watch Luis and his lover, Andre go at it on the beach. (Did I mention that this resort in Key West is a clothing optional gay friendly place?) Enjoy as Keegan squirms as he meet up later with Andre and Luis.
“Ah…nice to meet you, Andre.” Keegan tried not to flush as he accepted the man’s offered hand. Luis’s boy-friend had deep whiskey colored eyes – ones that it would be easy to get lost in and a physique that went on for days. He kept remembering the sight of Andre bent over taking every inch Luis gave him. His cock was at half-mast just remembering. Of course it doesn’t help he’s naked as the day he was born.
He swallowed hard when Andre smiled at him knowingly. The fleeting glimpses he gotten as they fucked early were even better up close. As his cock tried to wrestle free of his shorts, he almost wished he hadn’t come to the luau. But restless and tired of his own company, he’d been lured out by the sounds of music and voices.Andre gave his lover a fond smile as he released Keegan’s hand. “Of course, mon ami. My Luis has done nothing but talk about the yummy man he picked up from the airport earlier today. I’d have to agree with him. You’re très sexy.”Keegan flushed at the backhanded compliment, unsure how to take it. He averted his gaze, taking in the multitude of naked and semi-naked men dancing on the beach. “Yeah, well there are sexier men wandering around than me, but it’s nice of you to say so.”
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