Billionaire Boy Toy: Gay Erotica

By Jamie Jade

Nate's truck breaks down in the middle of nowhere. A mysterious white limo pulls up behind him: It's the reclusive billionaire Mr. Griffin. He offers Nate a ride – the only stipulation? That Nate lets Mr. Griffin shave his pubic hair. How far would you go for a free ride?

Excerpt:

Steam fills up the bathroom. There’s no question this is the nicest bathroom I’ve been in. Marble makes up the counter tops, a triple sink with stainless steel faucets. A fireplace takes up the corner of the bathroom. There’s two shower heads in the shower, one for each side of your body.

I let the hot water rinse the sweat off my body.

Mr. Griffin leans against the counter-top, watching.

I squirt some soap into my hand, then lather it over my muscles.
“Spend extra time on your cock,” Mr. Griffin says. “Make sure the hair is moist and easy to shave off.”

I plant my hands on my dick, rub soap over the shaft, over the head. It feels good — good enough that I’m slowly starting to get hard. I remove my hands from my dick — no need to show him that I’m enjoying this, who knows how far he’ll try and take it?

The shower head is removable for easy access.

Mr. Griffin reaches his hand inside his robe. “Bend over and wash your ass with it.”

The water jets from the shower head. I bend over, letting it first run down my lower back. Then, with Mr. Griffin watching, I spray the hot water directly onto my asshole. If you don’t tell anyone, I’ll tell you a secret — it actually feels kind of good — good enough that I get even harder, almost fully erect at this point.

“Let’s shave you.”

Warning: This is a 4000 word short story containing hot adult content.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Jamie Jade
• Release date: Jul 6, 2012
• ISBN: 9781476126098

Jamie Jade

Believe it or not -- despite what I write, I am not, in fact, a porn star OR a nymphomaniac. I'm just a regular gal who likes to write about various steamy situations. For those who want a bit more detail:Grew up in Peoria (Arizona, not Illinois). I dropped out of university after realizing that I was a) using it as an excuse to party, and b) it was going to put me in more debt than I could ever get out of. A few years after that, I tied myself up in one of those nondescript white collar jobs, the type where you go in everyday and sit under the same fluorescent lights and deal with the same problems.My hobbies include dancing and, well, to be honest -- continuing to drink more than I should. Nothing beats a good gin and tonic.During that time I started to focus more on writing -- any kind of escape from being an assistant. Now I'm publishing that writing, and I hope you enjoy it.XOXO--Double J

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