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in his hands. What Devin lacked in self-confidence he made up for in his masterful manipulation of the other man.
    Soon Devin felt Chase’s fingers sliding away from the back of his neck. Chase’s eyes rolled up into their sockets as Devin stroked the big, bound cock, and he knew he had him. “That’s it,” he murmured. “Let yourself go. Let me stroke you into oblivion. Let my fist guide you into ecstasy. Forget about everything else. It’s just my pumping fist squeezing your big dick, ready to explode against me.”
    Chase’s knees were obviously melting, as he started sliding down the metal shelf. But Devin wound up turning himself on so heavily, all in one instant he found himself on his knees, inhaling the bulging dick down his throat. Chase emitted a bearish, guttural groan, slapping his hand to the back of Devin’s head to cradle it to his crotch. Devin slurped and gulped in a mindless fury, relishing the full feeling of the velvety cockhead at the back of his throat, swirling his tongue around the few drops of salty jism that oozed out the slit.
    God, he loved this man.
    And he knew it showed through in the lust he put into his cocksucking.
    He sucked heartily, his throat muscles closing around the girth of the cock. When he felt the fine tremor vibrating the front of Chase’s thighs, Devin knew he had him. Devin’s tongue felt the underside of the cock undulate with the force of the exploding semen. He was so aroused he humped his lover’s leg like a dog, clamping down with his own powerful thighs, taking great pleasure in rubbing the length of his own dick against Chase’s knee.
    There. Absolutely delicious . Devin furiously swallowed jet after jet of delicious semen, but even he didn’t gulp fast enough to drink the flood, and some dribbled out the corner of his mouth and down his chin. What a glutton I am.
    Yeah. A glutton for Chase.
    Chase’s hips jerked and twitched, and the poor man hissed in air. Devin swilled like the pig he was, taking pride in the smacking sounds he made, glad he could display his love so loudly. He loved rubbing his thumb against the underside of the cock, feeling the surge, his lips slowing down against the squeaky glans.
    Reluctantly he settled back on his heels to admire the pulsating cock. He was happy he’d satisfied Chase. He could tell by the way Chase’s hand lay like a piece of tissue against his corrugated abs, the way his head lolled on a weak neck. Devin knew that was the best way to keep a leash on his pet lover. He wasn’t the only hot cowboy in the Hell’s Delight area. But Chase sure as hell was the only former underwear model turned dildo storeowner. Devin had to bring his A-game, or Chase would get bored.
    “Holy shit,” panted Chase, settling his ass onto a shelf that held boxes of flavored condoms. Now he weakly patted Devin’s head like the dog he was. His long cock pulsated visibly, nearly purple with the stricture of the ring. “Good God. I can’t believe how good you are. And you claim you never sucked off a guy before you met me.”
    “Never,” affirmed Devin, pride welling in his chest.
    Chase opened his eyes and graced Devin with that sly, devilish grin. But he only said, “Let’s go to that new Senegalese restaurant. Oh, but you’re probably not hungry now.”
    What an arrogant asshole . But Devin had to grin, too. It would be a mistake adding a woman to their mix. He just hoped a woman acceptable to both of them didn’t cross their paths anytime soon. He could keep postponing it if he kept finding faults with the women Chase pointed out.

Chapter Three
     
    “Now, let me finish talking before you kill me.”
    Lacey allowed Katrina to take a bite of her fish and okra stew, but she didn’t have much patience. She knew the jerk Katrina was trying to set her up with. He was a successful highway patrolman, but he’d made the rounds of every single gal in Hell’s Delight and had failed to click with anyone. Maybe because he was a