Erotica Harem

Title:

Flatland, Chapter 15 X-Rated  (XGC) Skip and Danny at last get together #1679162 by Max Griffin 🏳️‍🌈

Author: Max Griffin 🏳️‍🌈

Plot:

Danny and Skip consummate their relationship.

No gaps or holes in the plot. Well, except for one hole but that one’s important. LOL

Style & Voice:

Told in third person from Danny’s point of view. I didn’t notice any head-hops or changes in pov.

Scene/Setting:

Very hot, Bill! It wasn’t just a sex scene, but very romantic as well. Great job!

Characters:

No new characters.

Just My Personal Opinion:

As I mentioned before, this chapter is smokin’ hot! But I also liked the emotions of Danny during his sex with Skip. That added so much to the scene.

Grammar:

Just a couple of typos and a couple of additional comments.


In the kitchen, is hand fumbled until he found the drawer where he remembered seeing kitchen [Repeated word.] matches. By touch he found the box, pulled one out and struck it. In the faint glow, he made his way back to the table where he knocked a shin against one of the chairs. "Shit." It screeched against the floor and Zsa Zsa yipped at him. He shook the first match out and lit another. He found the candles still on the table. Once he had all four burning, the kitchen-dining-living room combo glimmered in light and shadow. Mystery and redemption [Do these two words go together?] seemed to lurk in the depths, as though he were in a scene painted by Rembrandt instead of a trailer in a seedy mobile home park.



"Sure. I bought it when I went shopping for our meal. I thought I'd feed some to Butch, and maybe Zsa Zsa, too. Food is a good way to make friends, don't you think." He didn't quite wink. "Is this my tea?" He draped the towel he'd been using on his hair over his shoulders and pointed. [Does Butch have shelter during the storm?]



Skip gave him another lop-sided grin. "I'm not sure Rembrandt ever painted Adonis. Rubens, maybe, but his Adonis was kind of fat, and had a woman hanging on him. Ick." Skip placed a palm over Danny's chest. "But you, my friend, you are gorgeous. You make my heart go pitty-pat." [Wow. That’s sweet. ]


"I love that you're so hairy. It feels so masculine against my skin." He nuzzled against Danny's chest, rubbing his check cheek back and forth. He roamed lower, his tongue toying with the dense fur on Danny's abdomen, then tracing a delicate line lower.

Sparks of delight flew down Danny's thighs when Skip's fingers found his balls. Then a wondrous, wet warmth consumed his cock and he dissolved into the pure bliss of the moment, letting Skip play him like Galway plays played a flute.




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