King of the Avenue
Erotic Alternative Romance, M/M, public exhibition, voyeurism, HEA]
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Hot Dirty Sex between a porn king, and a devoted fan!
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Exciting and a major come back story. Stoney's character grows from a beauty of only skin deep to a shallow beauty finally developing into a honest inner beauty which is what life should be about. Hud's character grows as well. Hud realized that true love is not about hiding who are nor is it about making people into what you want but accepting them and letting them grow and develop as they chose. The growth of these two characters lead to a promising future for both.
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The combo will be entitled "Killer Kisses!"
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Excerpt - King of the Avenue
This kiss wasn’t like the other. It was hot, heavy, and wild. It was a kiss that was a prelude to a fuck. Hud thought about the nights he’d held Stoney’s picture close to him. The touching, the lovemaking, the nights spent with his face in the book, longing to lick him, love him, and take him in every position he could think of, and now he was here in his arms. The mental images spurred him on. He wanted to lay over Stoney and do all the things he’d dreamed of doing to him until he screamed out his name.
Suddenly Stoney pushed away, retreating from the kiss.
“No, Stoney. Don’t let it end here on a dark, wet street, in an alleyway where two men have just opened their hearts to each other. Let’s go back to my hotel room and—” Hud’s words faded when he felt Stoney’s hand reach down inside his trousers and feel his skin, his hair, and the velvety smooth head of his cock that twitched excitedly at his touch.
“Oh, God, S—”
The words were barely out of Hud’s mouth when he felt Stoney tear open his trousers, revealing the tip of his long, hot stick that measured at least nine-inches. Another tug from Stoney at his own jeans had his own showpiece released and springing skyward with a slam against his abdomen. It was no surprise that they were both dripping pre-cum. Hud took in the sight of those juices that oozed from the tip of their bolt-upright cocks and took in a deep breath. Breathing deeply, he smelled the mist of the fog, the scent of wet dirt, and the smell of sex, so pungent he could taste it. With an erotic sway to his hips, he touched his cock to Stoney’s and moved against him. Oh, God, it felt like heaven. He embraced him, brought him closer, his cock and balls tangling with Stoney’s, both eager with want, each one getting harder and harder as they filled up with sinful cum.
“What do you want, Stoney?” Hud whispered. “I’ll give it to you. Anything you want. A new face, a new address, money, and all I want is a good fuck in the ass, or I can suck you like a lollipop.”
“Eat me, Hud. I haven’t had a good blow in so long I’ve forgotten how it feels. But not here.”
Hud pulled away. “Not here? Where, then?”
Stoney looked deeper into what Hud thought was an alley. “We’re in the courtyard between my apartment and your hotel. Are you athletic? Let’s climb the fire escape to my apartment, and do it outside my window.”
“My God, you are an exhibitionist.”
“It’s helps when you’re a porn star. I’m used to having eyes on me every minute. For some people it inhibits them, but for someone in the porn business it can be a thrill knowing the whole world is watching you make love. It feeds something inside you. While you’re under all those lights your mind goes wild, imagining all the eyes that may be watching your every move, and getting lost in a world of pure sexual pleasure.”
“Like I did,” Hud answered, and looked at Stoney thoughtfully. “When this happened to your face it must have done more than just take your career away, it took something inside you.”
“It takes a lot away. Your self esteem, your dignity, your whole life. My career was only one of many things I lost.”
“My God, I’m so sorry, Stoney.”
“I can’t let myself think about it. I just have to keep on going. Anyway, I’ve learned to adjust.” He looked around to get his bearings, and then said, “Follow me.”
Hud turned and followed him, his heart pumping at the thought of fucking Stoney Martin.
