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eBook Category: Erotica/Erotic Fantasy/Fantasy
eBook Description: When Matt diLorenzo gives his lover, Vic Braunson, a copy of the Kama Sutra for Gay Men as a Christmas gift, they find it doubles as a handy reference guide to Vic's super powers. All they have to do is test out the positions to see which one gives him what ability... Vic works out at the same gym where Matt is employed as a swim instructor. Some mornings Vic stops by the gym to bench-press a few thousand pounds, show off for his fellow bodybuilders, and spend some time with his lover before he has to start his day. A quickie in the pool showers seems like a good way to get the blood pumping, but what power will a position called "Two Pillars" give Vic? Genres: Gay / Fantasy / Superheroes / Exhibitionism / Public Places

eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2007
Fictionwise Release Date: May 2008

This eBook is part of the following series:

• J. M. Snyder's The Positions of Love Series

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Words: 7250
Reading time: 20-29 min.
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"4 Angels!...Ms. Snyder has created another surprising chapter to...series. On the outside, Vic appears dangerous and unapproachable, but Matt sees beyond his exterior to find someone who can love him for himself...Together Matt and Vic create a love that isn't just beautiful to see, but can at times seem like they come right out of a comic book. I for one can't wait to find out what will happen next to Vic and Matt in the next...book. Thanks go to Ms. Snyder for another surprising and fun read."--Teresa, Fallen Angel Reviews

Turning his back on the pool, he headed for the open door to Matt's administrative office. A large window made up one wall; in front of it sat Matt's desk and chair. Beside that was a file cabinet whose drawers Vic knew looked like a paper explosion inside--Matt wasn't much for filing. Depositing his gym bag onto Matt's chair, Vic glanced at the clock on the desk, which read quarter to eleven. He had to be dressed and in the car by eleven thirty if he hoped to make it across town and south of the James River in time for work.

Off to one side of Matt's office was a swinging door that led to a small set of lockers, a bathroom, and a few shower stalls. This wasn't the public locker room, but a private area for the pool staff. Stripping off his tank top, damp with sweat, Vic pushed through the door and dropped his shirt on the first bench he came to. There he stepped out of his sneakers, tugged off his socks, and pulled down his sweat pants and jock strap together in one smooth motion. Leaving the clothes piled by the lockers, he grabbed a clean towel from those folded on a shelf near the bathroom and headed for the showers.

Three separate stalls ran in a line off the locker room, each hidden by a thin plastic curtain. A wooden bench lined the wall opposite the showers; it was here Vic left the towel. Reaching past the curtain into the middle stall, he turned the faucet knob all the way to the left--water shot from the showerhead to beat against the plastic curtain. After a moment, steam began to rise from the stall. Vic pushed past the curtain into the rush of hot water that pounded down over his head and shoulders. Closing his eyes, he raised his face into the spray and let it wash away the sweat, his burning muscles, all emotion.

Because these showers weren't for general use, the employees kept personal effects in them. The middle stall was Matt's. A bottle of his favorite shampoo sat on a shelf, along with the blue bath loofah that had been among the gifts Vic had given him for Christmas. Using the shampoo as soap, Vic lathered the loofah, then began to lather his body.

He moved briskly, rubbing over his skin with rough strokes. When Matt climbed out of the pool, Vic sensed his movements, though his lover blocked his thoughts. Even without reading his mind, Vic knew Matt planned to join him, closing himself off in an attempt to sneak up on his telepathic lover. With bare feet, Vic would never hear him approach over the sound of the shower. A slow smile spread across his face as he lathered his chest. ::Where you at, Matty?::

No reply.

Vic rubbed down over his shaved groin, gasping when the loofah scratched along his heavy cock. It was an almost painful sensation, but Vic fisted himself through the loofah and thrust into it, his fingers massaging his balls as he soaped up. He lingered long enough to get aroused, then ran the loofah down his legs. When he bent over, his hard dick bumped against his stomach, sending shivers of delight through his body.

Then a hand eased between his legs, fingers curving between his buttocks.

Caught off guard, Vic stumbled into the wall of the shower, his lover's name on his lips. "Matt," he sighed, a sound lost as the shower curtain was pulled open, then closed.

With one hand smoothing along the cleft of Vic's ass, Matt pressed his chest against his lover's back and kissed Vic's shoulder. "You looking for me?" he purred.

Vic arched his back to push his buttocks against Matt's crotch. He felt his lover's own erection strain the slick Lycra of his swim briefs. Moving his hips, Vic rubbed back into Matt, his buttocks clenched as that sheathed cock slid between them. Still hugging the wall, he turned his head, mouth open, eyes shut at the sensations that rose in him at his lover's touch. Matt's next kiss landed on his lips, his warm tongue possessive, eager.

Matt's arms wrapped around Vic's body, one high across his chest, the other angling for his dick. Gentle fingers smoothed over his soapy balls, fondling them, then stroked beneath Vic's length slowly, petting him. Another touch tickled his right nipple, plucking it, teasing it erect. The shower rained down around them, and the water seemed to sizzle with their lust. When Matt began to trail kisses along his lover's jaw line, Vic growled, "Take off those damn Speedos and fuck me already."