Point Shot 02 - Game Misconduct
“I tossed the unrolled wad onto the bed. Knowing who was on the other side of the door, and the magnitude of what was at stake in the next hour, made me stop and suck in a deep breath before opening the door. Good thing I had. Dan looked like I always picture him in my G-rated memories. Camo shorts, green beater, short white socks and his black Reeboks. His hair had been gelled, by the looks.
“I’m not sure that’s a good look for you,” I said as he lingered in the hall.
“Bite me,” he countered perfectly as he bulled past me to enter my room. I was smiling when I closed the door. It looked like he was going to assert himself right off.
“Just being honest,” I said. Dan picked up the wad of gauze from the coverlet. “I like your hair in your face, or wadded up in my fist while I’m fucking you from behind.”
His thick shoulder muscles twitched. He turned and tossed the gauze to me.
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