Death in Eden

Death in Eden

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In the second Clint Folsom gay male murder mystery, unapologetically promiscuous bottom NYPD detective Folsom finds himself flying to a wealthy hunt country suburb of Washington, D.C., at the request of a former lover, Peter Blair, who is now the Loudon County, Virginia, police chief. He has been summoned to whitewash the murder of a former Mafia sex-torture assassin, Johnny “The Club” Wallace, who had once assaulted Folsom himself. Wallace has been salted away in the unlikely rich hunt country location with the witness protection program but, at the time of his death, was close to being charged in the molestation of the Loudon County Commonwealth Attorney’s luscious blond hunk son, Jason. Blair himself was known to have threatened the life of Wallace. Although obviously meant to finger the Mafia for the hit on Wallace, the Loudon County authorities haven’t counted on the dedication, honesty, and tenaciousness of Clint Folsom.
 
PUBLISHED BY: eXcessica publishing
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PUBLICATION DATE: 2008
WORD COUNT: 21450
SEXUAL CONTENT RATING: 5 5 5 5 5
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CATEGORIES: ManLove, Erotica, Contemporary, Mystery/Suspense
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I heard them before I saw them, and there was no mistaking what they were up to. Peter had given me an excellent description of the Danby youth, so even at the angle I first spied him, I instantly knew it was him. But I hadn’t even considered, though, was how much he looked like my lost lover, Dan. That completely knocked me off balance—or at least it was my initial shock.

They were in the shadows, off in a corner of the field house, but near the front door. A blue wrestling mat was down on the floor, and the young man—Jason—was upside down, his shoulders bearing his weight, his arms spread out wide and his fists clutching at the plastic surface of the mat. His butt was in the air and his legs open wide. Standing over him, holding his thighs, and fucking down into his ass was an older, naked man, maybe of thirty or thirty-five. Muscular, well cut, athletic. Jason’s body was lithe and subtle, blond beauty, almost Apollo like in his attractiveness, his wavy hair spread out around an angelic face, which at the moment was intensively lost in the sex act. The man fucking him was at least partially black—dark haired, with a thatch of curly hair that spread down from his heaving pecks and surrounded a penis darker than the rest of his skin, encased in a jet-black condom, which appeared and disappeared inside the young man’s channel at a highly athletic, vigorous speed. He wasn’t just fucking at the surface, either, he was jack hammering down deep into the channel.

While I watched, the older, dark guy pulled out of the younger one and reached down and took a bludgeon of a black dildo off the floor and began to fuck the younger guy, which led to a lot of moaning and groaning from the bottom. After a bit of this, though, the older guy tossed the dildo off to the side and returned to cocking the younger one.

Nothing was happening to Jason that he didn’t want happening to him. He was moaning and groaning and crying out for more, deeper, and more rapid.

I slipped inside, but drew into the shadows at the other side of the door. I watched, not unaffected, as they fucked on for several more minutes. I could tell by the way the older man cried out and jerked that he ejaculated first, and then Jason gave him a big smile and shot several spurts of his own cream up onto the older man’s belly.

 
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