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February 13 - February 17, 2025
I love baseball almost as much as I love my dick.
The sexiest suit I’ve seen in ages sits next to me, wearing a silk burgundy tie. I have such a thing for a sharp-dressed man, and nothing says see you later to work woes like flirting with a hot-ass guy.
Endorsement deals might befuddle me, but hot men do not.
As you can see, your honor, in the matter of Maddox LeGrande’s integrity versus Zane Archer’s determination to get me in bed, well, I’d like to plead temporarily too turned on to think straight.
I swear, cocks are the biggest troublemakers in the universe.
“Back at the bar, I was consumed with this desire to take you back to my home and fuck you senseless,” he says, and I can’t fight off a shudder this time. “The only way I could get rid of those images of you naked, spread out and tied up in my bed, was to get into the zone.”
What’s an elevator ride between two guys who want to fuck but can’t? Eons.
“Since you asked nicely,” I rasp out, then I dip my mouth to his throat and press a hot kiss there. He trembles. I lick his neck, tasting him. He gasps roughly, then stretches his neck, letting me indulge. My god, he’s the most sensual man I’ve ever touched. I lift my face, then in a flash, I step between his thighs, kick one foot to the side, then the other, spreading his legs. Kick, kick, spread. His pupils dilate. “Do it,” he breathes out, urging me on. “Do anything.”
Just like that, my mind scampers out of the kiddie park and marches straight into Adult Naughty Land.
Holy shit. That was fuck hot. This man’s brain might be as big as his dick, and I am here for both of those.
He presses with the tips of his fingers. Hard. Yes, fucking yes. “You driving into me,” I offer. I won’t stop this scene we’re imagining. I want it too badly. “Me, taking you apart,” he murmurs. The feel of his hands, the sound of his breath, the weight of his want—it’s a drug, and I’m lost in the high. “Please,” I say, begging him. I’m ready to say come home with me.
My dick hardens. Great, now I’m bench-pressing with a boner. I’m a world-class idiot.
“Mmm. Want to taste you everywhere. Every inch of your body. Your ass, your balls, your cock, your chest,”
“Stroke that beautiful cock. Like you do every night, thinking of me,”
“Fucking love that your dick’s bigger than mine,” he says as he gives his a few tugs. “Yeah? Why?” “Love that you’ve got the monster cock, and you want me to fuck you,” he says.
“The night we met, I could feel all your sexual energy. I sensed it. The way you wanted to have me. The way you weren’t afraid to tell me you wanted to top the fuck out of me.”
soaring. “I want to take charge in bed. And you want me to. Tell me why you like it that way. I’m dying to know.” Finally. Fucking finally. “I spend all day trying to make things happen. At night, I want things to happen to me,” I say, making myself totally vulnerable. “I want you to happen to me.”
“After playing on a team all day, at night I just want to be the guy in charge. I want to make the decisions. I want to tell my man how it’s going to be,” he says. Then, in a husk of a voice, he adds, “I want to tell you how it’s going to be.”
Zane grips the base of his cock, smacks the head against my lips. “Now, take that dick.” I open wide.
I could spend all night here—in the filthy paradise of his warm, wet mouth. I shove my shaft deeper. “That’s right. Take it all,” I urge.
“You’re greedy for my cock,”
“Next time, you can come down my throat,” I offer. I’m so thoughtful.
tastes like sex and need and the man for me.
“You want to top me from the bottom,”
“Maddox, I fucking love your cock. I’m dying to know what it feels like to fuck it. I want to ride this big, beautiful dick into the night,”
“You’re my Mount Everest,” I say, with a small shrug. “Then climb me. Because it’s there.”
