Tease Me Thursday!

Welcome to another week of Tease Me Thursday! Here we show you 7 - seven words, seven sentences, or seven paragraphs. Read my snippet and then check out the other authors on the hop!
This weeks snippet is from my past flash story, Diventando: Becoming which is being submitted for publishing. Enjoy!

Three hours later and they’d made their way through a half-dozen games. Owen had needed to test the graphics and performance on each one. Turk gave him a run for his money, proving his gaming prowess. Owen laughed out loud, having a great time, momentarily forgetting the reality of his life. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d played for fun, not work, and on this system, Owen was in heaven.

When they finished their last game, Owen was sweaty, dazed, high on adrenaline and ready for more. When he turned, Turk smirked lazily, his hand outstretched to Owen who took it without hesitation. Turk tugged and Owen found himself engulfed in the strong circle of Turk’s arms. Oh God, just being in the man’s arms, the way he held Owen so gently, in a cocoon of safety. weakened his knees. Owen was sure he’d stopped breathing when Turk gazed down on him and whispered, “I’m gonna to kiss you”.

The tingle created as Turk’s lips touched Owen’s grew and then surged through him with a speed that made him dizzy. Owen wrapped his arms tight around Turk’s muscled shoulders. Strong hands rubbed over Owen’s back, then skated down to squeeze his ass. Owen, allowed Turk to deepen the kiss, and the intimate act, which Owen had avoided  in the past, became his entire focus. Not Turk’s hard cock but his soft lips. How had he not known how absolutely wonderful kissing could be?

The sweat covered Owen’s skin and his muscles cramped as a hot searing pain, lanced through his gut. He grunted and pushed past it. Video games forgotten, his original purpose for the evening stood right in front of him. If the hard bulge against Owen’s stomach was anything to go by, he could easily have Turk, but, suddenly, he was swamped with nervousness. His hands were clammy and he had doubts about sleeping with Turk. Where the hell had the doubts come from? He’d never had second thoughts about sleeping with anyone. Yet, right at that moment, having primal, need satisfying sex with Turk felt wrong.

Another stab of pain punched Owen in the  gut. This time, it was one he couldn’t ignore. His head throbbed and his vision blurred. He stepped back from Turk, who advanced with an expression of concern. He rested a hand on Owen’s shoulder.

Owen’s gut ached, but the sharp pain subsided. Maybe he’d eaten too much at dinner.  He’d tried not to offend Turk and had eaten more than his stomach could handle. He nodded, wondering if his meal was going to stay down. The clock on the wall said it was after midnight. Damn, he so didn’t want to puke on a date.


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