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“Sorry, Izzy. I don’t make the rules, but you have masochistic hedonist sub written all over that pretty face.” “Well, as long as I don’t have cum on my face, I guess it’s an improvement.”
“William Richard Cox.” Will took a dramatic bow, showing off more flair than he ever had during their hookups. “It’s like my parents were trying to fulfill a prophecy.” Colton cocked his head. “Huh?” “Willy, Dick, Cock.” Will shrugged nonchalantly. “Oh.” Colton blanched. “That’s something for sure.”
So much of his time was spent making himself smaller so others felt content.
The tattoo of a razor-toothed smile that stretched from one side of Isaac’s stomach to the next, tucked neatly below his belly button, gave Colton reason to pause. It was an eerie tattoo, something like the Cheshire Cat’s smile but more shark-like.
“Then you are mine?” “Yes.” Colton let out a breathy groan. “And I am yours,” Isaac whispered; his words ran along Colton’s skin like silk. “Yes,” Colton said with a whimper. “We are exclusive.” Isaac worked his hand on the tip of Colton’s cock, massaging the head. “Our bodies, our desires, our feelings, are reserved only for each other.”
It hurts to have this much of you and feel like I don’t have anything at all.”