Miles Diamond and the Demon of Death
Miles Diamond and the Demon of Death
Badboy
Derek Adams
$3.95
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Excerpt
I was in the middle of a very horny dream featuring Ed the electrician, Rudy and an unidentified blond when a bright light glared in my face. I opened my eyes and blinked like a deer caught in the headlights. The light bounced all around the room, then shone straight up, revealing what appeared to be a very handsome fireman, complete with protective clothing, hat and double-bladed ax.
“Are you real or am I dreaming?”
“I’m real, buddy.” The man slowly swung the flashlight’s beam down onto the bed, spotlighting my towering erection. “That is one big dick.” The fireman whistled softly. “If you don’t want to get it singed, you better get up and get out.”
“I don’t see any fire.” I was still not convinced I was awake.
“The water pressure out in the Highlands is bad, and we’ve lost control of the blaze. It hasn’t hit this wing yet, but it will in about five minutes.”
“Five minutes is a long time.” I motioned the fireman over to me. “I can make you feel real good, given about five minutes.”
“I don’t think so.” There was a note of uncertainty in his tone. “We gotta go.”
“Gotta come first,” I countered, grinning raunchily. “Get over here. We’ll take care of business first, then you can rescue me.” He stepped over to the bed and set his flashlight on the night table. A couple of popped suspender buttons later, I had my face stuck between the legs of a very horny fireman.
I started to suck his cock, but that seemed to make him skittish, so I told him to turn around and slipped an arm between his legs. “Hump,” I growled, grabbing his dick and squeezing it. He looked over his shoulder at me, then started to buck, his hairy balls dragging against the inside of my forearm, his prick nuzzling my palm.
I abandoned my own throbbing cock for a few moments, grabbed the flashlight, and trained it on the fireman’s ass. Two furry globes twitched in the beam of light. The crack that ran down the center was dense in dark ringlets. I slipped the hand he was humping farther up over his slightly convex belly and coaxed him down until I felt his prong on my biceps. Once I had him in range, I buried my nose in his sweaty ass crevice and started to chow.
If I hadn’t had a good grip on his belly hair, I think he would have leaped across the room. As it was, he grunted and started to hump faster, his ass hole snapping at my tongue. Once I had him where I wanted him, I began jerking off.
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