Nailed: Men In Heat
“I want to hear exactly what you wrote.”
Daniel let out a low whistle. “Damn. You’re into voyeurism now?”
“Read, Daniel.”
The command, low and unyielding, went straight to his cock. He flipped the book open, skimming the messy handwriting. His smirk slipped.
“Fine,” he muttered. “Entry one. Monday night. P**n. Two guys going at it, rough, spit everywhere. Got off in like five minutes.” He glanced up. “Happy?”
“Keep going.”
Daniel swallowed. “Entry two. Tuesday. Tried to watch something softer. Kissing, slow grinding. Got hard, but halfway through… nothing. Dick just died.” His throat tightened. “Had to switch back to rough stuff to finish.”
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