“What,” Pablo cooed, “you don't like what you see, Kinney?” He placed his hands over the hotel towel between Brian´s legs, cupping the stiff erection. “Are you sure about that?”
Brian half-gasped, then laughed. Up until this moment, he had never thought of Pablo as anything other than someone to avoid, an eyeroll, a headache. Yet now, here they were in his hotel room, almost naked and entirely ready, his hand on his stiff cock. Maybe he did have sexual feelings for him, that he simply hadn't realized before? Or maybe loathing someone, if strong enough, could be close to desire? Or at least, for tonight, close enough.
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Cover art by Emilee Lordwww.emileelord.com
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