Showing posts with label sunday snog. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sunday snog. Show all posts

Sunday, November 27, 2011

Sunday Snog-The Finest Thing

Here is my Sunday Snog,  there are more than just some kissing going on here

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After a leisurely dinner and sharing that decadent dessert Paul spoke about, Aidan pushed his chair away from the table and let out a contented sigh.  “Ah, now, that hit the spot.”

“Nothing like chocolate to cure all ails.”  Paul smiled at his happy companion.

“Is that your official prescription, doctor?” 

“Yes, but it’s not something many doctors will admit to prescribing for their patients.”

“Oh, and am I your patient now?”   Aidan smiled suggestively.

“I think I might be able to add you as a patient.  Maybe I should take you back to the office and give you a thorough checkup.” 

Before they knew it they were both back at Aidan’s room at the inn.  “You’re lucky I had an empty timeslot, I’m usually pretty booked up,” Paul said in his professional doctor voice.

“Well, I have some pain in my neck and my back.”

“You do realize I’m an orthopedist, not a chiropractor.”

Aidan unbuttoned his shirt and slowly slid it down off his shoulders. 

“Of course, I could change specialties.”  Paul sat down in a chair opposite the bed and watched the strip show, licking his lips when he saw Aidan remove his jeans to reveal the growing bulge in his underwear.

“That looks pretty painful.  I better take a closer look at it.  Please sit on the bed.” 

Aidan sat on the edge of the mattress.  “Are you going to use a stethoscope?  I don’t like them they’re always so cold.”

“No, what I’m going to do is going to warm you up and make you feel good.”  Paul grabbed the bottom of the sweater he was wearing and pulled it up over his head before he sat behind Aidan.

“Yeah?”  Aidan started to melt the minute he felt Paul’s warm fingers start to knead the tight muscles in his neck and shoulders.

“Yeah,” Paul whispered into his ear.  “I’m going to make it so good for you,” he said in a husky tone.

Aidan felt himself being gently pushed onto the bed so he was lying on his stomach.   Paul went into the bathroom and retrieved some massage oils that the inn had provided.   He poured some oil into his hand and rubbed it all over Aidan’s neck and back, feeling all the tension in Aidan’s body from the confrontation with his father disappear like it never happened. 

“Yeah, right there.   Yeah, ahhhhhh, mmmm,” Aidan sighed in contentment.   Paul continued his massage down his back and slowly slid Aidan’s underwear off.   His fingers dug into his buttocks, then down his thighs and finally to his feet.   

Sometime during the massage, Paul had removed all of his own clothes as well.   He changed his route, and started kissing his way up Aidan’s body. 

“Oh shit,” Aidan murmured when he felt Paul kiss his butt cheeks and then felt a tongue lick his balls.    Paul reached between Aidan’s legs, wrapping his hand around Aidan’s cock, his tongue pushing into his tight hole.

Paul reached over to the nightstand and pulled the draw, grabbing a condom and lube.   He pulled Aidan onto his back and showed him what he had in his hands.  “Okay?” he asked permission.

“It’s been a long time.” 

“We don’t have to, if you’re not ready.” 

Aidan reached out and grabbed Paul by the shoulders and kissed him.  “I am very ready.”  He helped roll the condom onto Paul’s cock and applied the lube.

Sunday, November 13, 2011

Sunday Snog-The Finest Thing


 

“Nice room,” Paul commented as he looked around the room.  He walked over to the window and parted the curtains.  “The view is gorgeous.”  Paul turned to look at Aidan and was met by a pair of lips on his own.

“I-I’m sorry.  I don’t know what came over me. It’s just been so long since I’ve been with someone I…”  Aidan was silenced when Paul’s lips locked onto his and they fell back together onto the bed.

Paul started unbuttoning Aidan’s shirt.  “Am I moving too fast?” he asked anxiously.

“No, I like the direction you’re going,” were the last words spoken for a long time.  Their bodies moved around on the bed to accommodate the removal of each other’s clothing.  A pile began to grow on the floor beside the bed until they were both lying naked on the sheets.

It all began with more passionate kissing, their hands taking paths of discovery, learning the pleasure points of the other’s body.  Aidan discovered Paul loved his nipples to be played with and Paul discovered that Aidan loved his ears and throat licked.  Their bodies lined up like matching bookends and their wet cocks slid side by side.  Paul’s hand wrapped around both straining members and stroked up and down, eliciting a moan from Aidan.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, right there.  Just like that,” Aidan gasped finding it hard to breath.

Moaning and groaning gave way to both men reaching the height of climax.  Aidan wrapped his arms around Paul’s equally sweaty body as they cuddled together, enjoying the afterglow.

“Were you? Did I?” Paul asked as he gazed nervously at Aidan.

“Yeah,” Aidan said, smiling at the other man. “That was great.”

Paul rested his head under Aidan’s chin, feeling him place a kiss the top of his head.  He sighed as he felt himself slowly falling asleep.  Aidan lay a few more minutes, looking at the sleeping man in his arms.  It had been too long since he’d been intimate with anyone.  He wondered for a moment what this all meant, but found that he couldn’t keep his eyes open as he fell asleep, too.
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Sunday, November 6, 2011

Sunday Snog- Love on the East End

 



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“So, do you want to come back to my place for a nightcap?” William asked him as Gabriel locked the front door to the restaurant after setting the alarm.

“Are you trying to seduce me?”  Gabriel asked.

“Not yet.” William put his arm around Gabriel’s shoulder and pulled him close so he could whisper in his ear. “But the nights not over.”  He watched a smile break out on Gabriel’s face.  “Let’s take my car, we can come back for your car later.”

“Okay.”


William drove a blue BMW.  It was a sweet ride, had all the bells and whistles.  The drive back to the winery had been a quiet, smooth one.

They parked at the front of the house and sat in the car, not doing anything. They looked at one another, gazing into each other’s eyes.  It started slowly, hands reaching out to each other, William pulled Gabriel, met him half way and before either man knew what was happening their lips met, hands gripped hair, fingers touched cheeks.

“Wait.”  William managed to say between breaths.  “You…” William took a moment to catch his breath.  “You want to go into the house?”  He kissed Gabriel. “I’ve got a king-size bed, nice, comfy and…” Gabriel silenced him with a finger to his lips.

“Shut up and take me to your bed.”  They kissed and rushed up the wooden steps to the front door.

William quickly unlocked the door and led Gabriel up to his bedroom.

Sunday, October 23, 2011

Sunday Snog- Catch of the Day

 
Time for my very first sunday snog



Catch of the Day
Synopsis: 
Kellan Murphy is a successful car dealer in Chicago, but he isn't happy with his life. He finds his job boring and wants a change. After the sudden death of his lover he decides to move someplace warm. He sees an ad for the Florida Keys in a magazine and packs everything and moves to the Keys.

Kellan starts his new life as a fisherman and tour guide. He has his own home and boat, but the one thing missing is someone to share his life with. On a rare day off he decides to go fishing and what he finds at the end of his fishing line changes his life forever.

Excerpt:
“Let me show you how to navigate.”  Kellan pressed his body against Jaran’s and placed his hand on the merman’s and, together, they guided the boat through the waterway. Kellan kept a sharp eye out for rocks and manatees.
“You have to become one with the boat,” Kellan whispered in Jaran’s ear. Jaran closed his eyes and let his mind and body relax.  He could feel the movements of the boat, the seagulls calling out and the smell and feel of the man behind him.
His body responded to it all, especially the latter.  His ass rubbed against Kellan’s crotch and he could feel the bulge getting larger.  Kellan was pressing against him.
“Shit!”  Kellan cried out.
Jaran’s eyes flew open and he was pushed aside, his legs hit the ice chest they kept in the cabin and he landed on his ass.
“What the hell?” he quickly scrambled to his feet and saw the look of concern on Kellan’s face.  They had drifted too close to the jetty.
Jaran watched as Kellan steered them away from a near disaster. When they were out of the canal and in open water again, Kellan put his head down on his arms that hung loosely against the wheel.
“Damn it!” He berated himself,  “I shouldn’t have become distracted like that, I almost crashed the boat.”
“I’m sorry, it was my fault.  I was the reason you weren’t paying attention to where we were going.  You could have lost your boat, I know how important it is to you.”
“Screw the boat,” Kellan wrapped his arms around Jaran.  “I could’ve lost you.”
Jaran was stunned by the sudden admission of Kellan’s feelings for him, but he didn’t have time to dwell on them because he found his head was being held between two large calloused hands and his lips were locked in a kiss that made his insides turn to mush.
Jaran broke the kiss,” Wait…” he shook his head,  “What?”
“Did you hit your head when you fell?”
“No, but I thought you said you wanted to take things slow.”
“I did, I mean I do, just want to make sure you know I care about you.”  Kellan softly kissed his lips again. “That I’m very interested in you.”
“I’m interested in you too.” They kissed some more until the cries of dozens of gulls caught their attention.
“Looks like they’re making a fuss over something, let’s take a closer look.” Kellan said as he fired up the boat and they went to check things out.
They came across a seal that had been tangled in a fishing net.  The seal was struggling for air.
“I gotta save her.”
Kellan watched Jaran put the ring on and dove off the stern of the boat and into the waves.
Jaran struggled to free the seal as the animal thrashed about.
“He’ll hurt himself if he doesn’t quiet down.”
“I’ll tell her,” Jaran corrected him as he held the seal’s head above water and whispered something in her ear.
“Kellan,” he grunted, “Help me.”
Kellan quickly weighted anchor, grabbed some wire cutters, took his shoes off and joined the merman.
His head broke the surface and he swam over to Jaran.
They glanced at each other they worked quietly as Kellan cut the netting away from the seal’s body and Jaran tried to keep her calm.
The minute she was free she took off like a shot.  Her streamline body smoothly cut through the water.
“We did it!”  Kellan cried.
“Yeah, we sure did.”   Jaran cried out in joy.
They heard a seal bark and a dark body pushed between them.  The seal touched noses with both men and looked at Jaran. 
“I know I’ve been away a while.”
Kellan watched the exchange between Jaran and the seal with interest. “I met someone, Kara.”
Kellan could feel the seal’s eyes on him, she dived beneath the waves and he could feel her body brush against his.
“Relax, she’s just checking you out.” Jaran’s eyes rolled.
It felt like he was meeting Jaran’s family, maybe in a way he was.
Kara resurfaced and touched Kellan’s nose again, Jaran made the introductions.
“Is it okay if I touch her?”
Kellan slowly ran his hand over her head and neck. Kara looked at him again, barked something to Jaran and disappeared
“What was that all about?”
“Kara is the leader of the seal people, she and Lydia are close friends. I think she thinks of me like a son or something. She said she approves of my choice of mate and that we better plan to visit her more often.”
“Mate, huh?” Kellan wrapped his arm around Jaran’s neck and they kissed. “I kinda like the sound of that.”
“Are we still going slow?”
“Yeah, but maybe we can kind of push things up a notch.  I don’t know if it’s the merman thing or the sea air, but all I know is I want you, Jaran.”
Jaran looked at the hopeful expression in Kellan’s eyes.
“I want you, too.” Their lips and tongues met and their bodies pressed together.
“Uh, not here, I want to see you, all of you, Jaran. I want to make love to you.”
“Okay,” Jaran had trouble catching his breath.
“I know a private cove were we can anchor, nobody will bother us.”
Jaran smiled, “Well, what are we waiting for, let’s go.”