lips and refused to say anything.
“Danny, do you have a collection of porn you’re trying to hide from me?”
Shit! I never did have a filter between my brain and mouth and I regretted that flaw even more with the knowing look Lance gave me. “Fine,” I said with a huff. “I have a couple of DVDs but nothing you’d be interested in.”
His brows rose and his grin turned to a smirk.
“Whatever.” I pushed his hand away from my face. “Even if you were interested in them, I’m not about to put one in. We don’t know if Bo is going to show up or not. Speaking of Bo, don’t you think you should move to his bed, just in case he does come home?”
“No way in hell he’s coming home in this shit. I barely made it in myself and that was over two hours ago. So about those videos?”
“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
I crawled over him and went to the closet. I pulled the box down that I stored them in and started rummaging through it. There were a shit load of burned amateur DVDs that Lee had shared with me— Bondage Boy and Homemade Rough Stuff —that I sure as hell wasn’t about to pull out, and shoved them beneath the purchased ones. It wasn’t anything I wanted to try, even if I had gotten horny as hell when I’d watched them, it didn’t mean I wanted that stuff done to me. I certainly didn’t want to give Lance the wrong impression. Which titles like, Twins , Down on the Farm , and Gang Bang Slam were sure to do. I grabbed the first purchased one, Pool Party , and quickly added that one to the burned ones. Lance was so not ready for double-penetration videos.
“What’s taking you so long? Damn, how big is your collection?”
“Shut up,” I called back. I pulled out one called The Bachelor’s Party . It wasn’t too bad. A hot tub blowjob scene, a three-way, but nothing too kinky. I put the box back on the self, my heart rate increasing when I stepped out with the movie.
I started to walk past the TV, intending to give it to Lance to check out, but he obviously wanted to do more than read the cover when he said, “Put it in.”
Damn!
“What’s up with your sudden interest in my porn collection?” I popped open the case and pulled out the DVD and shook it at him.
“Oh, so it’s an entire collection now, is it?”
I thought about throwing the damn thing at his smug face, but it was one of my favorites so I settled for rolling my eyes at him and inserted it into the player.
I joined Lance back on the bed, sitting with my back against the wall, legs tucked up under me, just as he hit Play.
“You don’t want to cuddle me while we watch?”
“I’ve seen it. I think I’ll enjoy watching your reaction more than the flick.”
“That bad?”
“Not if you like hot ass-licking and fucking.”
Lance wrinkled his nose and I laughed. He had mentioned he’d gone to a gay club but hadn’t gone in. He’d also talked to a guy on the Internet and thought about meeting him, but again had backed out at the last minute. Was it even possible that he’d never even seen a gay porn video? I was betting that he would back out on the film as well.
The video started out innocently enough, just a couple of guys sitting at a table, but the TV was still muted so you couldn’t hear what they were saying. “You know, this is a lot better with the volume turned up.”
He didn’t respond, eyes glued to the TV, but he unmuted it.
After a brief scene where the actors talked about a party they had recently attended, the setting changed to one of the men’s memories. Two men were lying on a white coverlet atop a king-size bed, shirtless and kissing.
I pulled up my legs, wrapped my arms around them, and laid my head on my knees. My full attention was focused on Lance’s face as he watched the show.
At first, he didn’t seem to react at all, but I could tell when things started to get a little more physical on the screen by the way Lance began to behave. His breathing sped up slightly and
“Danny, do you have a collection of porn you’re trying to hide from me?”
Shit! I never did have a filter between my brain and mouth and I regretted that flaw even more with the knowing look Lance gave me. “Fine,” I said with a huff. “I have a couple of DVDs but nothing you’d be interested in.”
His brows rose and his grin turned to a smirk.
“Whatever.” I pushed his hand away from my face. “Even if you were interested in them, I’m not about to put one in. We don’t know if Bo is going to show up or not. Speaking of Bo, don’t you think you should move to his bed, just in case he does come home?”
“No way in hell he’s coming home in this shit. I barely made it in myself and that was over two hours ago. So about those videos?”
“Just don’t say I didn’t warn you.”
I crawled over him and went to the closet. I pulled the box down that I stored them in and started rummaging through it. There were a shit load of burned amateur DVDs that Lee had shared with me— Bondage Boy and Homemade Rough Stuff —that I sure as hell wasn’t about to pull out, and shoved them beneath the purchased ones. It wasn’t anything I wanted to try, even if I had gotten horny as hell when I’d watched them, it didn’t mean I wanted that stuff done to me. I certainly didn’t want to give Lance the wrong impression. Which titles like, Twins , Down on the Farm , and Gang Bang Slam were sure to do. I grabbed the first purchased one, Pool Party , and quickly added that one to the burned ones. Lance was so not ready for double-penetration videos.
“What’s taking you so long? Damn, how big is your collection?”
“Shut up,” I called back. I pulled out one called The Bachelor’s Party . It wasn’t too bad. A hot tub blowjob scene, a three-way, but nothing too kinky. I put the box back on the self, my heart rate increasing when I stepped out with the movie.
I started to walk past the TV, intending to give it to Lance to check out, but he obviously wanted to do more than read the cover when he said, “Put it in.”
Damn!
“What’s up with your sudden interest in my porn collection?” I popped open the case and pulled out the DVD and shook it at him.
“Oh, so it’s an entire collection now, is it?”
I thought about throwing the damn thing at his smug face, but it was one of my favorites so I settled for rolling my eyes at him and inserted it into the player.
I joined Lance back on the bed, sitting with my back against the wall, legs tucked up under me, just as he hit Play.
“You don’t want to cuddle me while we watch?”
“I’ve seen it. I think I’ll enjoy watching your reaction more than the flick.”
“That bad?”
“Not if you like hot ass-licking and fucking.”
Lance wrinkled his nose and I laughed. He had mentioned he’d gone to a gay club but hadn’t gone in. He’d also talked to a guy on the Internet and thought about meeting him, but again had backed out at the last minute. Was it even possible that he’d never even seen a gay porn video? I was betting that he would back out on the film as well.
The video started out innocently enough, just a couple of guys sitting at a table, but the TV was still muted so you couldn’t hear what they were saying. “You know, this is a lot better with the volume turned up.”
He didn’t respond, eyes glued to the TV, but he unmuted it.
After a brief scene where the actors talked about a party they had recently attended, the setting changed to one of the men’s memories. Two men were lying on a white coverlet atop a king-size bed, shirtless and kissing.
I pulled up my legs, wrapped my arms around them, and laid my head on my knees. My full attention was focused on Lance’s face as he watched the show.
At first, he didn’t seem to react at all, but I could tell when things started to get a little more physical on the screen by the way Lance began to behave. His breathing sped up slightly and
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