Come by Chance
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by A. J. Llewellyn
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
Description: When photographer's assistant Gary Holland meets three Australian underpants models--all called Bruce--on what should be a routine shoot in LA, it turns out to be anything but. He falls for the geekiest, yet sexiest, Bruce of them all, but soon learns Bruce has not only never been with another man but is an anxious virgin. Bruce lives in the whimsically named town of Come By Chance in northern New South Wales, population 178. After a torrid fling starts in California, Bruce wants Gary to visit him in the land down under. Shocks, laughter, love, a shy kangaroo named Phillip, a goose called Zeus and a tractor that thinks it's a horse, soon welcome Gary to a life he never thought he'd want to live. Can two men who are such opposites make a life together? Does love like this really?come by chance?
eBook Publisher: eXtasy eBooks, 2011 2011
eBookwise Release Date: October 2011
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [102 KB]
Reading time: 64-90 min.
They all showed impatience in how long it took getting each other's shirts off. I felt my own rising heat tickling the back of my neck. Had it been this erotic when Duke and I were together? I shook the thought from my head. For the first time, I noticed a criss-cross pattern of fine scars on Virgil's back. There were a lot of them, as if the guy had been flogged. I blinked, wondering if he was into BDSM. The scars were old, by the looks of things. Maybe he'd had abusive parents. I noticed that Duke had found the scars, because his fingers seemed to be tracing them with a gentle touch. It appeared to drive Virgil nuts. Their kiss took on a new feral frenzy. I'd forgotten how much Duke liked to kiss.
In the same moment I was relieved to realize I was over Duke. He shifted his face to kiss Virgil's neck and throat. It was, to me, an even more intimate gesture than sucking the guy's cock.
They began unzipping flies, taking each other's cocks out of their pants. Duke always went commando and wore leather pants with a button-down fly. Virgil sprang Duke's big hummer out of the opening and it fell like a club into Owen's waiting hand. I saw Owen glancing down, his eyes widening. Oh, the look of gluttony. He sank to his knees, lifting Duke's hefty cock to his lips.
Duke shifted his hips toward the man, kissing him as Virgil leaned into Owen, taking turns sucking the man's nipples. Owen went berserk. The open-mouthed, wild kiss he and Duke shared was hotter than the barbecue. Something must have been left to char on the grill because smoke rose from it in manic puffs. I stood to douse the flames. When I turned back around, I found Bruce inside the RV, glued to the window. He looked totally woebegone.
God ... what must he be thinking?
I reluctantly left the porn party and went inside the RV. Poor Bruce must have been giving himself some relief watching the action outside, because he was hastily trying to stuff his cock back into his jeans.
"Sorry," he said, his face beet red.
"Don't apologize. You thought you were alone. I just thought maybe you were upset ... or embarrassed."
"I am upset. Watching them makes me horny. How can that be?"
How did I answer this question? Because you're gay...
"Don't be upset," I said. "Men find all kinds of things ... erotic."
He stared at me. His cock just wouldn't go down. Outside, I could hear the murmurs of passion turning into stark cries. We turned and looked. Both Owen and Virgil were on their knees, Virgil taking his turn to suck that mighty cock and Owen kissed and licked Duke's flat hip. He angled himself up higher, his hand on the back of Owen's head. Owen moved south, sucking in Duke's ball sac as Virgil kept working the massive shaft.
Clyde stood, glued to Duke's side, kissing him, Duke tweaking the man's nipples with his free hand. The other kept rubbing Clyde's ass through his jeans.
Owen and Clyde switched places, Clyde taking over the cock, Virgil noisily sucking Duke's balls.
"Jesus Christ," Bruce whimpered. "I've dreamed of that."
I swiveled my gaze toward him. "What, two guys sucking you?"
He shook his head, the sad look back on his face again. "Anybody sucking me. My girl won't do it. She says it's disgusting." He hung his head. "I have fantasies though..."
"Want me to do it?" The words were out of my mouth before I could stop them.
"No," he said, his voice coming out in a scared shriek. "I'm not gay!" He finished zipping up his pants, winced with pain and hurried out of the RV.