The Phoenix [gay] (The Beauty of GAY LOVE: Konrad's jerk off stories Book 2)

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The following story contains sexual explicit material which is not suitable for those who are under the age of 18.
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This is a story of love and struggle, difficulties and success, love, betrayal and revenge

excerpt 1: “I think we never got properly introduced, I am, … was!, Billy’s boyfriend for the last 5 years, My name is Matt, Matt Dawson.” I extended my hand and he took it like a drowning man would grab the life preserver. A spark of interest appeared in his dark green eyes. Jason was really handsome. Blond, not too tall, his beard was groomed with much work in a thin line from one ear to the other to frame his chin, his hair was short and standing up like spikes. He was shivering. It was rather cold. “Come on let us have a cappuccino at Starbucks and talk.” I got up and Jason followed me like an obedient dog. I could well understand why Billy had picked him, he was terribly sexy and had the walk of a tiger.

Excerpt 2: It happened all over a sudden, we were talking about our new business venture, and suddenly he kissed me. I didn’t expect it. His voracious hot lips were rising my body temperature by a couple of degrees and it took us only instants to rip our clothes away. I was speechless by Jason’s beauty. He had the most perfect body I have ever seen in my life. I wanted to calm him down, but he was a hurricane in motion and it was impossible to withstand the force of nature. He had prepared everything, lube, condoms, the setting (our new office), I guess I lost the last glimmer of resistance when he started to suck my toes. Most of all it was Jason’s dark green eyes which never lost eye-contact which made me fall madly in love with that boy.

Excerpt 3: I spoke with a low and calm voice, but the determination in my eyes spoke more than, if I had used a megaphone: “What you have knowingly done to both of us has no excuse, and as Jason said so well already, if you don’t move out of our lives and possibly out of this town we will report you to the police, You AIDS-fucker! We hope You will pass the rest of Your life in a jail fucked to bleeding death by a hoard of ugly hairy old men, Bastard!” and I added with a formal unemotional voice “is there anything more we can do for You Mr. Smith Braxton?”
Billy, totally taken by surprise, only stuttered “ I … but, … but…”
I had been moving forward like a tiger ready to jump on his prey as I was talking and Billy was just backing off. Jason from behind opened the door and smiled at me thankful. Billy stumbled dazed out of the door almost falling over his own feet and Jason said. “Bye bye, Mr. Smith Braxton!” slamming the door behind him which made the sound of a huge thunder.