Page 61 of Hold Me Down

"Well, if you discount all the political stars, then sure."

"We were told it's going to be a pretty small wedding, so there shouldn't be too many of them, right?"

"I hope so. And I don't think there's going to be anyone above the Supreme Court Justice, anyway."

Dave snorted. "What a relief, that really narrows it down."

"Admit it, a POTUS drop-in would be cool."

"Damn, don't even say it."

Travis chuckled as he saw Dave put his blade down.

"Okay, give me that. We wouldn't want you to accidentally cut yourself from the nerves."

"I'm not—"

"It's okay, we all know you're a fan." Travis grinned, tilting Dave's head back before he put the blade to his skin. "Shut up now."

Frowning at the ceiling, Dave came up with quite a few rebuttals, but by the time Travis was done, they were all forgotten, because, as it turned out, being shaved was more arousing than Dave had ever imagined.

"Not getting it up again right now, huh?" Travis grinned at him after noticing Dave's thickening cock. "Called it."

Dave groaned. "Shut up. It's all your fault, anyway."

"I'll happily take the blame. Hell, I'll be even happier to shut up." Travis dropped to his knees, grinning up at him as Dave cursed. "With a proper incentive, that is."

Leaning against the counter, Dave gasped when Travis took him into his mouth.

"Yeah, that's good." Dave tossed his head back. "You get me off in less than three minutes, and you can fuck me in a bathroom stall at the venue. How's that for an incentive?"

Travis moaned, sending spikes of pleasure all over Dave's body.

Damn, what a life.

Dave was one lucky guy.

THE END