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marbles, tapered down to washboard abs and narrow hips. His cock was long, straight, and thick, hard enough to crack walnuts, and jutting out between thighs.
    “Beautiful,” Keaton whispered.
    Ash lay on top of him, their bodies meshing together as if they were two halves coming together in perfect unison. Ash rubbed against him, their cocks sliding together.
    “Yes,” Keaton moaned. “Grind into me.”
    The sharp scent of sex rose in the air as juice leaked from each of their tips, making their slide slippery.
    “I want you,” Ash murmured into his ear. “I always want to be inside you, possessing your beautiful ass.”
    “Then take me,” Keaton answered.
    With a growl deep in this throat, Ash flipped him over and pulled his hips up. Ash slid one finger inside, opening him up. Keaton felt a sharp sting but breathed through it, and then another finger was pressed in. When the pain subsided, he felt full, incredibly, unbelievably full.
    Ash withdrew, and Keaton groaned his displeasure. He wiggled his ass but stopped when Ash came back, pressing himself against his entrance. Ash slid in slowly, inch by inch, taking his time. Keaton felt the burning pain as the big cock went deeper. But in the pain there was also pleasure. He pushed back to take Ash even deeper, moaning as he spread his thighs a little wider.
    When he was finally seated, Ash paused a moment. Breathing deeply, he laid his forehead against Keaton’s back. He could feel Ash’s heart hammering, and it excited him that he was able to bring his lover this much excitement.
    And then Ash started moving and thrusting. Pulling out, pushing in, lightly at first, to make sure Keaton was fully relaxed, then gaining in speed and intensity. Ash placed his palms on either side of him and brought Keaton’s knees up, giving him better leverage as he started to thrust heavily.
    “Oh!” Keaton moaned. “Fuck me, Ash. Harder. God, go harder!”
    Ash obliged, working his cock deeper, harder. He found that sweet spot inside, each push hitting Keaton’s prostrate and making him writhe. Ash’s balls slapped against Keaton’s ass like a paddle. Keaton slid his hand down to grasp his own cock, knowing there was no way he was going to last much longer.
    He felt Ash swell inside him, planting himself as deep as he could get before spasms raked him. It was too much, too sexy. Keaton exploded, warm fluid coating his hand.
    They both collapsed. Ash withdrew and shifted his body to curl and cuddle around Keaton’s. They stayed like that until their breathing settled, their heartbeats returned to normal, and their bodies cooled.
    Keaton picked up one of Ash’s hands and kissed the knuckles. “How can you think I would ever give you up?”
    He felt Ash sigh. “I’d understand. A girl is different. She can offer different things—”
    “A girl can’t ever give me what you just gave me which is a magnificent cock up my ass.”
    Ash chuckled.
    “Listen,” Keaton continued, “it’s you and me forever. Give Momo a chance. She’s got the biggest crush on you. And she’s an amazing singer.”
    “All right,” Ash murmured as he ran a hand through Keaton’s dark hair. “For you, I’ll listen.”

Chapter Five
     
    After his shift, Ash headed to Forty-first and Decker Street to the coffeehouse where Momo worked. It was a little hole in the wall shop that was half bookstore, narrow in width but extending all the way back. Small chairs littered every available space.
    When he walked in, a bell over the door chimed, and Momo looked up, a smile on her face in greeting. When she saw him, it faltered for a quick moment.
    “Hi!”
    She turned and poured a cup of coffee and then held it out to him. He looked at the black, piping hot coffee. Just the way he liked it.
    “How’d you know?”
    “Yesterday at the diner.”
    He looked around the small entranceway. “You have a moment to talk?”
    “Sure.” She nudged the man next to her. “Be back in five.”
    He grunted and