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Heartsong

S. W. Vaughn

Heartsong

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Chapter One

When the guy in the suit pulled his pants down, Trystan hardly had to fake his

usual reaction. “Damn, hon,” he said. “That's a lot of cock you got there.” It was.

Nine inches easy and thick as a flashlight barrel. A nice change from the skinny-

dicked, desperate loners he'd been pulling tonightnot that he minded them either.

“You want a suck or a fuck?”

The john flashed a crooked, embarrassed smile. “I don't, ah…”

“This your first time?” As if he couldn't tell from the wedding band. The more

experienced usually took them off long before this point, before they even went out

looking for his brand of love. Probably didn't even bring lube or a condom, but that

was all right. Trystan came prepared.

“Yeah.” Another endearing little smile. “What's better for you?”

Trystan's lips quirked up. The poor sweet thing. “This is about you, hon. You're

paying. But if you want a suggestion, I'd say you should take the total-immersion

package.” This guy was gonna need some TLC. And with two hundred cash already

tucked in his pocketpayment up-front for new-to-him johns, especially for these

quick and dirty bathroom jobshe could afford to give it.

Besides, he wanted to be fucked with that nice, thick appendage. He loved

cock. Was practically addicted to it. Real useful in his line of work.

“All right.” But he didn't do anything. Just stood there with his big dick jutting

from his groin and his hands hanging in limp contrast at his sides.

Trystan moved closer. He only needed a step to do it in the dingy stallthe

handicapped onebut there still wasn't room to spit. “Let's get this off,” he said and

slid the guy's jacket from his shoulders. A little moan crept from the john's throat.

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