Page 145 of The Mysterious Graves


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As Graham couldn’t move, he loved every second of it. This had been the sensation he’d been chasing for the last seven years.

This.

Right.

Here.

When Michael’s hips began moving faster, Graham moaned, as his once-lover hit that perfect spot over and over again.

Roughly, he drove into him, trying to fill him up, and himself too.

This was healing.

It was familiar.

And for that, Michael was grateful.

Already, he was on his way up the precipice where he knew he’d take one hell of a tumble.

As he stared down at his thick erection slipping in and out of Graham, he was on the verge of losing control.

With him, that would mean more sex.

One orgasm was never enough.

If anything, he’d get them both off a few times for old time’s sake.

“Fuck!” Graham muttered, as D’Artangnan kept switching up the rhythm to make it harder for himself to lose control yet.

The feel of Graham’s ass gripping his cock was something he’d missed, and he was hesitant to stop. A part of him was afraid this was a dream, and he was actually dead at the bottom of the lake.

Could he possibly have redemption, and a second chance in life with Graham?

Was this real?

“Fill me with your cum!” Graham begged, and that was all it took.

Michael lost control.

Sex with Graham had always been off-the-charts hot, and it still was.

As he could no longer hold on, Michael slammed home, pulling a gasp from Graham’s lips as he exploded in one hell of an orgasm.

There was that hot, wet explosion, deep in his ass, as seven and a half years of regrets poured out of him, and cleared the way for a new chance at joy.

“Oh, God!” Graham whispered, as that heat filled him, and he never wanted not to feel this. Oh, he’d had plenty of men cum in him, but this man…

This was theONLYman he wanted in his ass.

Pulling out of him when he was finished cumming, he left him leaning against the wall.

He was enjoying the view.

There was something about Graham’s ass with his cum on his thighs.

It made Michael feel…alive.

Grabbing the soap, he went back to washing himself, and enjoyed it when Graham turned around.