College Athletes Climax (bisexual MMF threesome)
College Athletes Threesomes, #3
Romance, Erotica, Gay, Contemporary
| Author: | Sapphire Rush | ISBN: | 9781502282460 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush | Publication: | September 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Sapphire Rush |
| ISBN: | 9781502282460 |
| Publisher: | Sapphire Rush |
| Publication: | September 4, 2014 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
Peasefield College is a small place with two ruling passions: fundamentalist Christianity and hardcore college hoops. Fringe player John McAdams and team superstar Greg Winston have just helped guide their team to March Madness for the first time in 20 years, and now it's time to celebrate. Of course, if the college community were to found out how their basketball players liked to celebrate with each other, they would probably disapprove...
These saucy 3,000 words of uncensored bisexual fantasy contain a hot threesome with strong gay themes, masses of sexual tension, and a mind-blowing finale.
Excerpt:
They kept walking, going further away from campus, further and further into the sleepy small town of Peasefield. John wanted to ask where they were going, but he knew G-Dub wouldn't tell him. That wasn't his style at all. So he just kept quiet and waited, until they came to a stop at a seemingly random intersection.
“What now?” said John.
“Any moment”, said Greg. “Here we go.”
A car was pulling up. “Come on”, said Greg, and John let himself be pulled into its back seat.
“Hi, boys!” chirped Lucy, from the front seat. “We are now running non stop to Lover's Lane!” And they pulled out into the traffic again, heading away from town, up into the hills just outside it.
“Central State not have a game tonight?” said John.
“No”, said Lucy. “We've got A&M tomorrow.”
“Jesus”, said John. “You drove all the way down here, and you're going to go all the way back up there?”
“Are you complaining?” said Lucy.
“No!” said John. “No way. Not a chance. Jeez.” He scratched his head. “I just mean, it's gotta be tough, driving all that way.”
“You boys are worth it”, said Lucy.
“Calm down, J-Mac”, said Greg, putting a hand on his thigh, squeezing gently. “If the lady wants us that bad, the lady wants us. She's a grown ass woman. She can make her own decisions.”
John smiled. Greg had a way of making anything seem reasonable. He could probably talk the entire team into holding a live televised charity circle jerk, if he put his mind to it. He relaxed, as Greg's hand started to explore his thigh, more and more insistently. He felt himself awakening in his pants, filling him with warm, erotic feelings, extending himself towards Greg's hand.
They leaned across and kissed, again and again, hands exploring each other. “Dammit!” said Lucy. “The driver can't concentrate on the road with that show going on in the back seat...”menage mmf, gay, bisexual erotica, public sex, threesome, sex stories, jocks
Peasefield College is a small place with two ruling passions: fundamentalist Christianity and hardcore college hoops. Fringe player John McAdams and team superstar Greg Winston have just helped guide their team to March Madness for the first time in 20 years, and now it's time to celebrate. Of course, if the college community were to found out how their basketball players liked to celebrate with each other, they would probably disapprove...
These saucy 3,000 words of uncensored bisexual fantasy contain a hot threesome with strong gay themes, masses of sexual tension, and a mind-blowing finale.
Excerpt:
They kept walking, going further away from campus, further and further into the sleepy small town of Peasefield. John wanted to ask where they were going, but he knew G-Dub wouldn't tell him. That wasn't his style at all. So he just kept quiet and waited, until they came to a stop at a seemingly random intersection.
“What now?” said John.
“Any moment”, said Greg. “Here we go.”
A car was pulling up. “Come on”, said Greg, and John let himself be pulled into its back seat.
“Hi, boys!” chirped Lucy, from the front seat. “We are now running non stop to Lover's Lane!” And they pulled out into the traffic again, heading away from town, up into the hills just outside it.
“Central State not have a game tonight?” said John.
“No”, said Lucy. “We've got A&M tomorrow.”
“Jesus”, said John. “You drove all the way down here, and you're going to go all the way back up there?”
“Are you complaining?” said Lucy.
“No!” said John. “No way. Not a chance. Jeez.” He scratched his head. “I just mean, it's gotta be tough, driving all that way.”
“You boys are worth it”, said Lucy.
“Calm down, J-Mac”, said Greg, putting a hand on his thigh, squeezing gently. “If the lady wants us that bad, the lady wants us. She's a grown ass woman. She can make her own decisions.”
John smiled. Greg had a way of making anything seem reasonable. He could probably talk the entire team into holding a live televised charity circle jerk, if he put his mind to it. He relaxed, as Greg's hand started to explore his thigh, more and more insistently. He felt himself awakening in his pants, filling him with warm, erotic feelings, extending himself towards Greg's hand.
They leaned across and kissed, again and again, hands exploring each other. “Dammit!” said Lucy. “The driver can't concentrate on the road with that show going on in the back seat...”menage mmf, gay, bisexual erotica, public sex, threesome, sex stories, jocks
