is
hurting them. No one . Not your family. Not her family.” He released one of Jay"s
arms and jabbed a finger at his face. “Not you.”
Jay searched Lincoln"s eyes. The anger leaped out like a flame and burned
him. “You think I"m the one doing this?”
“The thought had crossed my mind.”
He swatted the finger away and shoved Lincoln again. “Fuck you. And to think
I felt sorry for what you"re going through.”
Lincoln staggered back a couple of steps, his eyes wide and focused on Jay"s.
“I wouldn"t hurt a little kid,” Jay said, then quietly added, “I wouldn"t hurt
anyone.”
Lincoln charged forward and crowded Jay against the wall. Before Jay could
stop him, Lincoln crushed their lips together.
It was the harshest kiss Jay had ever had. Lips, teeth, tongue, the scrape of
male facial stubble against his chin. Damn, he wanted more. He clasped Lincoln"s
neck and tugged the man closer. He opened his mouth wider, taking in more of
Lincoln"s tongue.
It seemed Lincoln liked that. He pressed his groin against Jay"s hip. The man
was hardening right there, touching him. Jay slunk a hand between them and
squeezed Lincoln"s dick. That brought out a moan, and Jay"s own cock firmed inside
his jeans. God, he wanted to know. Needed to know. He slid down the wall to his
knees.
Lincoln dropped a hand to his head. “You shouldn"t… We shouldn"t…”
Jay ignored him, got the man"s jeans open, and lowered his underwear.
Lincoln"s cock looked larger than it had felt in his hands at Sonny"s. He wrapped a
hand around it and stroked as he pushed the briefs farther down. He leaned in and
ran his tongue over Lincoln"s balls. The heated flesh, the salty taste. So damn good.
He opened wider and sucked a ball into his mouth, letting it fill him.
Lincoln worked the fingers of one hand through Jay"s hair and stroked the
back of his head. Not rough. A caress. A promise.
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Sloan Parker
With that soft touch, all denials, all arguments, all hope of fending off what
might be, were gone. Jay would not deny himself this. This—he had waited too long
for. He grazed his fingers over the length of Lincoln"s cock and palmed the base.
What did other guys like? What did other people do? He"d only known the touch of
one person"s mouth on his dick.
No—that was no longer true, was it?
Lincoln had tasted him. The man had been damn talented at it too.
Could he translate the sensations to actions?
“You don"t have to.” Lincoln"s voice was husky, deeper than a moment before.
Jay almost laughed at the words, but he had other priorities. He parted his
lips and gave an openmouthed kiss to the tip of Lincoln"s cock, tonguing his way to
the bottom ridge of the crown. He couldn"t stop himself. He opened wider and
sucked in more, moistening the head, taking a deeper taste with his tongue,
savoring the feel of another man inside him.
“Don"t tease.”
He pulled off. “Not teasing. Feels good.” He knew he"d like it—like having a
man"s dick in his mouth.
“I knew that mouth would be great at this.”
The words spurred him on. He took in more of Lincoln"s cock. He wanted to go
all the way down but his natural instincts kept it a remote wish. Another time.
With more practice.
But there couldn"t be more. Just this. Just now. Nothing more. He"d take as
much as he could. He"d enjoy each moment, each sensation until it was over.
He dragged his moist lips up and down the length of Lincoln"s dick, learning
every inch of flesh. His own cock throbbed in his pants, blood thundering to it in a
rush like it hadn"t in a long time. Pleasure, like the caress of a palm, surged
through his balls. He sucked harder, moved his head faster, all while he sped his
hand over the base of Lincoln"s cock.
Lincoln grunted with the changes. He snapped his hips and gripped Jay"s
shoulder, his fingers digging in. “Christ.”
A burst of warm cum hit the back of Jay"s throat. He breathed deep through
his nose to keep from
hurting them. No one . Not your family. Not her family.” He released one of Jay"s
arms and jabbed a finger at his face. “Not you.”
Jay searched Lincoln"s eyes. The anger leaped out like a flame and burned
him. “You think I"m the one doing this?”
“The thought had crossed my mind.”
He swatted the finger away and shoved Lincoln again. “Fuck you. And to think
I felt sorry for what you"re going through.”
Lincoln staggered back a couple of steps, his eyes wide and focused on Jay"s.
“I wouldn"t hurt a little kid,” Jay said, then quietly added, “I wouldn"t hurt
anyone.”
Lincoln charged forward and crowded Jay against the wall. Before Jay could
stop him, Lincoln crushed their lips together.
It was the harshest kiss Jay had ever had. Lips, teeth, tongue, the scrape of
male facial stubble against his chin. Damn, he wanted more. He clasped Lincoln"s
neck and tugged the man closer. He opened his mouth wider, taking in more of
Lincoln"s tongue.
It seemed Lincoln liked that. He pressed his groin against Jay"s hip. The man
was hardening right there, touching him. Jay slunk a hand between them and
squeezed Lincoln"s dick. That brought out a moan, and Jay"s own cock firmed inside
his jeans. God, he wanted to know. Needed to know. He slid down the wall to his
knees.
Lincoln dropped a hand to his head. “You shouldn"t… We shouldn"t…”
Jay ignored him, got the man"s jeans open, and lowered his underwear.
Lincoln"s cock looked larger than it had felt in his hands at Sonny"s. He wrapped a
hand around it and stroked as he pushed the briefs farther down. He leaned in and
ran his tongue over Lincoln"s balls. The heated flesh, the salty taste. So damn good.
He opened wider and sucked a ball into his mouth, letting it fill him.
Lincoln worked the fingers of one hand through Jay"s hair and stroked the
back of his head. Not rough. A caress. A promise.
62
Sloan Parker
With that soft touch, all denials, all arguments, all hope of fending off what
might be, were gone. Jay would not deny himself this. This—he had waited too long
for. He grazed his fingers over the length of Lincoln"s cock and palmed the base.
What did other guys like? What did other people do? He"d only known the touch of
one person"s mouth on his dick.
No—that was no longer true, was it?
Lincoln had tasted him. The man had been damn talented at it too.
Could he translate the sensations to actions?
“You don"t have to.” Lincoln"s voice was husky, deeper than a moment before.
Jay almost laughed at the words, but he had other priorities. He parted his
lips and gave an openmouthed kiss to the tip of Lincoln"s cock, tonguing his way to
the bottom ridge of the crown. He couldn"t stop himself. He opened wider and
sucked in more, moistening the head, taking a deeper taste with his tongue,
savoring the feel of another man inside him.
“Don"t tease.”
He pulled off. “Not teasing. Feels good.” He knew he"d like it—like having a
man"s dick in his mouth.
“I knew that mouth would be great at this.”
The words spurred him on. He took in more of Lincoln"s cock. He wanted to go
all the way down but his natural instincts kept it a remote wish. Another time.
With more practice.
But there couldn"t be more. Just this. Just now. Nothing more. He"d take as
much as he could. He"d enjoy each moment, each sensation until it was over.
He dragged his moist lips up and down the length of Lincoln"s dick, learning
every inch of flesh. His own cock throbbed in his pants, blood thundering to it in a
rush like it hadn"t in a long time. Pleasure, like the caress of a palm, surged
through his balls. He sucked harder, moved his head faster, all while he sped his
hand over the base of Lincoln"s cock.
Lincoln grunted with the changes. He snapped his hips and gripped Jay"s
shoulder, his fingers digging in. “Christ.”
A burst of warm cum hit the back of Jay"s throat. He breathed deep through
his nose to keep from
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