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Go read it here:
I Can Feel The Salt On My Skin (I Can See The Smoke Of Desire)
make sure you have a cool drink (and maybe a cigarette ;) nearby!
Day one was like living in Awkwardville. Every time Brendon shifted or moved or did anything he could feel the thing on him. Feel the way the chastity device was squeezing him tight, with a vice-like grip. Making Brendon's eyes shift towards Jon and glare, the man seemingly unaware of the look as he darkly slid an arm around Ryan, leaning close and whispering something in the frail boy's ear. Brendon could feel himself seething, foaming at the mouth even, so jealous and envious, and every other word that meant territorial, when he looked at Jon. The handsome arms, the breathtaking smile, and the slight cock of hips that wasn't feminine as much it was defiant. Making Brendon's mouth water more than it did for the burning amber of liquor, reaching out for a moment's time before snatching the piano fingers back in realization he is suppose to fucking enraged at this very man who tempts him all the same.
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