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Dude Ranch
by Savannah Reardon
Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica
Description: Brad has one place he turns to when life gets too stressful and one person in particular. At the Dude Ranch, Dillion is Brad's go to guy for stress release. He knows just what buttons to push to make a guy scream for more. Life has gotten way out of hand for Brad, and he needs Dillion's special touch. Brad desires the kind of stress relief that makes your knees buckle and for this moment, money is no object.
eBook Publisher: Excessica Publishing,
eBookwise Release Date: June 2012
 
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Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [16 KB]
Words: 2109
Reading time: 6-8 min.
Weaving and dancing about to his own internal music, Dillon slowly dropped the shirt over his broad shoulders and let it drop to the floor. His muscles rippled as he flexed for his audience of one. Turning around, he unbuckled his belt and slipped the button through its hole as he shook and shimmied, moving his tight ass in circles as the jeans slid down to reveal the bare cheeks. They were as bronze as the rest of his body... no tan lines to be seen. Dillon danced around a bit more, taunting Brad with the sight of his delectable ass before finally turning.
Even though he'd seen it before, the sight of Dillon's cock never failed to get an immediate rise out of Brad. The thick shaft curved slightly as it stood in aroused attention. The head was the crowning glory, the pink ridge around the bottom flaring out to give it a mushroom like appearance. Brad's own cock twitched in anticipation of feeing that wonderful fat head stretching his ass.
Dillon picked the tie up from where he'd dropped it on the bed and crawled up to join Brad. After putting most of his weight onto Brad, Dillon took his wrists and bound them with the tie, leaving one end free which he used to loop around the top rail of the headboard. Leaning to the side, he pulled a drawer open on the nightstand and removed a blindfold. The soft black satin caressed Brad's face as Dillon stretched the elastic band over his wavy brunette locks.
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