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by. *glances around* Doesn't Raven have the most beautiful blog site? Today I
was going to tell you about my story in the recently released Ad-Dick-tion vol.
3 anthology, PAUL'S MISTAKE. This is the sequel to ERAN'S RELEASE, which came
out in Ad-Dick-tion vol. 2. But it occurred to me that you might want to know a
little about these men before you read either of these stories. I made a list:
1.
Eran is twenty-one years old, medium height,
with chin length black hair and wide vulnerable blue eyes. Paul is twenty-five,
compact built, with brown hair, brilliant green eyes and a sexy smile.
2.
Paul works as a loan officer at the same bank
Shelton does (SHELTON IN LOVE). Eran is a college student and works as the new
barista at their favorite coffee shop.
3.
While Paul has had his share of lovers, he's
Eran's 'first time' which has brought them especially close together.
4.
Paul likes a double espresso and Eran can't resist
a blended peppermint mocha.
5.
They both love the lights and energy of the city
at night.
6.
They enjoy sitting in front of the fireplace at
night with a good book, though more often than not they end up in each other's
arms before the evening is over.
7.
Paul is still close with most of his family.
Eran's mother walked out on them when Eran was a child. His abusive father is
dead and his only sister won't talk to him since he put his brother-in-law in
jail for assault and battery.
8.
Paul likes a nice rare prime rib. Eran prefers Thai
food.
9.
They both like to slow dance. Paul doesn't care
what music is playing as long as he can hold Eran tight against his body.
10. Paul
thinks they are meant to be together forever while Eran is slowly coming to
believe him.
PAUL'S MISTAKE
Paul has no doubts. He wants Eran in his life. But can Eran, a young
man from an abusive background, come to terms with his fears so he can have a
future with this man he loves?
Excerpt:
Paul woke up, stretched, and smiled at the
sunlight on the ceiling. He didn't have to guess why he was so happy. The warmth
of Eran's body next to him in bed was all the reason he needed. Disappointments
in the past made him treasure the time he had with this lovely man. He turned
on his side and laughed softly. Eran had stolen all the blankets, as usual, and
rolled up tightly. Only the tip of a pert nose and Eran's lush mouth were
showing.
Paul edged closer, unable to resist the new
hoops snug in Eran's full bottom lip, emphasizing the plump delight. Eran's
warm breath fanned his cheek and he ran his tongue along the silver trinkets
and sucked them gently into his mouth. Oh god! He recalled the hardness of the
metal over his shaft last night as Eran swallowed him down. He shuddered at a
surge of lust and brushed his lips against Eran's, seeking entrance. Eran
sighed sleepily, accepting Paul's tongue into the warm honey of his mouth.
"Mmm…so good," Eran murmured once Paul
let him breathe, a smile curling his lips. He opened his pretty blue eyes and
tried to wiggle out of the blankets. Paul took advantage of his immobility and
pinned him to the bed with his body. He deepened their kiss, tongues sliding
and tangling as he searched out all the sweet corners. Eran sucked on his
tongue and Paul hardened, the metal hoops in Eran's lip driving him wild to
feel them on him again.
He ground his swollen dick against Eran's thigh
and need jolted through him when Eran murmured approval. "I think someone
wants to play," Erin teased, then with a sudden twist of his body pushed
Paul off and tossed back the blankets. Paul drank in the flash of white skin
and sleek muscle before Eran pressed him into the pillows and straddled
him. Erin's cock arched between them,
thick and proud, and a moan of pleasure erupted from Paul as Eran rocked,
sliding their erections together. He reached up and tweaked the buds on Eran's
chest, gently twisted the hoop in his right nipple.
It wasn't enough! He wanted that hoop in his
mouth. He sat up and fingered the silver ornament but Eran grabbed his wrist.
"Not so fast! You said I could make love to you this morning. You had your
turn last night."
"We're not making love," Paul said and
rubbed the blushing head of Eran's wet cock with his thumb, thrilled at the
shiver that ran down the young body of his lover.
"No?" Eran's voice was unsteady as he
watched Paul stroke him.
"No. We're having sex." Paul leaned
down and tongued the hoop in Eran's nipple while continuing to pump his shaft,
silk over steel. An ache started in his balls and he leaned into his darling,
urging him onto his back.
Eran chuckled and lifted his hips. "It's
only sex? Then suck dick, honey."
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