Test of Endurance (Up-Ending Tad: A Journey of Erotic Discovery Book 2)
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Test of Endurance (Up-Ending Tad: A Journey of Erotic Discovery Book 2)
**Re-edited December 2015
The last time Tad saw Scott, the ripped physical trainer left him with quite a lot to think about. And that's pretty much all Tad's been doing for nearly two weeks straight. At his wit's end, he seeks Scott out, voluntarily, on his own terms. Will the completely different setting offer what he's seeking; proof that their exchange's unexpected turn was just a random mishap? Hormones run amok and truly nothing more? Or will being in Scott's presence suggest something different... their newest encounter tempting Tad's resolve while testing his ultimate limits.
Warning: contains explicit gay sex.
Excerpt for adults only: Another wave of pleasure rolled through his body, compliments of Scott’s fingers working the small of his back. Tad’s lips fell open. He was so freaking relaxed that, despite his raging boner, he felt like he was starting to drift. “Tell me something,†Scott murmured, still leaned over his body. This close Tad could totally smell him again. But this time he smelled like warm, savory spice, not the sexed-up cologne from their previous romp. Tad wondered if it was Scott’s natural scent. Real deal or not, it still made him salivate. Which was disconcerting as hell and… well… also a turn on. Absently, he licked his lips. “What do you want to know?†“What your favorite part was the last time you were here.†Whoa. Blunt much? Tad’s eyes peeled open to stare at the floor. God, should he even answer that? In truth, Scott had done so many mind-blowing things, it’d be impossible to pick just one. But he probably shouldn’t encourage the guy by rattling off a list. “Um… finally being able to come.†Screw it. It was probably the truth anyway. “Mmm,†Scott murmured. “And did you ever. Hard and all over both of us. Have you ever come like that before?†Well, that was an easy one to answer, regardless of how badly Scott just stirred his belly. “No,†Tad admitted. “Never even close.†Scott moved back around to the side of the table, working his way down Tad’s body. “’Cause you held off for so long. It’s a shame people don’t bother with that kind of self-discipline. As you well know, it’s definitely worth the effort.†Tad’s manhood twitched in agreement. “Yeah. No shit.†“You think you could hold out like that on your own? Think you could pull it off?†Tad chuckled, a small smile tugging at his lips. “If it’d get me an orgasm like the one that night, I might be willing to try.†His answer was hypothetical, but apparently not to Scott. “Good to know.†Slowly, he worked his way toward Tad’s ass. Tad stilled at his tone. “What’s that supposed to mean? I wasn’t saying I—†“Nothing,†Scott chuckled, cutting him off. “It wasn’t supposed to mean anything.†His hands abruptly left Tad’s body. Cabinet doors opening followed suit. And then another towel settled over his thighs. It felt good, though why it’d been put there, Tad had no idea. “Lift your hips,†Scott softly instructed. Not giving it much thought, Tad did as was told. A rolled towel promptly slid underneath, effectively propping up his ass. Tad frowned. What the— His heart sped up. Oh god, what the hell was Scott up to now?