Surreal (Divine Trilogy #3)
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“I’m . . . I’m sorry, man. Truth is, like you, I don’t know. Spent too many years having to shower amongst swinging dicks. I don’t fucking know!” He threw his body against the back the couch, and it squealed as the legs dragged over the wood floor from the force.
“What about the girls I always see you talking to at school?”
“They always shoot me down. Nobody wants to date the orphan.”
Micah felt a spot inside him softening for Chase. “Wow.”
“Yeah, anyways. I don’t wanna talk about it anymore. Tell me what that book’s about. What kind of title is Enslaved at Sunset?”
Feeling his cheeks warm, Micah felt shy all of a sudden. “Um, well, maybe I could read a bit of it to you?” At Chase’s nod, Micah wet his lips, then cleared his throat to begin after opening to a random page.
The gilded sheik stood from his jeweled throne and moved to stand next to her trembling husband. While the ropes dug into her skin, scratching her naked bosom, Sarah watched on with horrified fascination as the foreigner adjusted the fasteners on his billowing pants to reveal a long, limp penis. The tip looked nothing like her Henry’s phallus, not until the sheik took himself in hand and began stroking it. To her amazement, as he thickened, he also lengthened, and the loose skin at the end stretched tight to reveal a glorious, bulbous head—
Chase started coughing, choking in shock. “Jesus, Micah! That’s exciting to you, and you aren’t sure if you like dick or not? I’d say it’s pretty fucking clear you do.”
Feeling berated by Chase’s reaction made something inside Micah ‘switch.’ A sudden desire to make amends, to correct his discretion and earn Chase’s approval came over him. He dropped his eyes to the floor and mumbled an apology before getting up from the floor. Micah had just reached the door when Chase called to him.
“You want to suck my dick, don’t you?”
He froze with his hand on the knob, shame and arousal flaring to life within him at the same time. Why did this have to be so hard? He’d tried to be nice, but Chase was still making fun of him, teasing Micah for his own selfish gratification. Finding an inner strength, he decided to call Chase on his offer to scare a lesson into him.
Turning, Micah fixed a heated glare on Chase. “What if I do?” His heart managed to thump several times while he held his breath, awaiting the other teen’s reaction. He wasn’t prepared for what came, and it took him a moment to jump into action, but once he did, he didn’t look back.
“Then I’d say get back on your knees and get my dick in your mouth, little boy.”
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