Hung Jury 2 by Aubrey Watt
Boy Juror Bondage (Hung Jury Gay Bondage)

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Synopsis

A sizzling hot look at the secret benefits of jury duty! The trial has started, and Tyler has been inspired by the first piece of evidence: a celebrity bondage sex tape. Sequestered in a hotel room, what is there for two boy jurors to do but recreate the crime? [Warning: explicit descriptions of rough anal sex] [4k words]

Excerpt:

"Tyler, you can't be over here!" Curtis shut the door and locked it, peering out the window to see if anyone outside had noticed the other juror sneak in. "We're not supposed to see each other outside of the courtroom. This is juror misconduct!"

Drawing Curtis into his arms, Tyler gave him a playful smack on the ass. "No, this is juror misconduct," he said, pushing Curtis back onto the bed so forcefully that the cheap motel drywall behind the headboard shuddered with the impact. He jumped on top of Curtis, straddling him on the bed. Curtis felt himself becoming instantly aroused even as he tried to push Tyler to the side.

“We can't do this,” Curtis said, but as Tyler kissed him on the neck he began to let his self-control wane. “We can't...”

Tyler moved forward, kissing him on the neck. “I thought you were going to tie me up and spank me like a movie star.”

“No!” Curtis flushed.

“Then let me tie you up instead.”

Curtis didn't know that he could get redder, but his entire face was aflame at this last comment. He was terrified at how much Tyler had aroused him by suggesting such a thing. He had never done anything like this before and it made him uneasy to consider how quickly his own cock hardened at the thought of Tyler pinning his arms above his head, oh god--

Tyler bent down and kissed Curtis so hard that he became lightheaded, the kiss deepening and sucking him into a place of complete desire, where every thought of his was erased by the one thought of needing Tyler, of needing him now. Curtis gasped as Tyler drew back from the kiss, his fingernails pressing grooves into his palms.

“Yes.” Curtis didn't know whether he said the word loud enough for Tyler to hear, but then the man on top of him was ripping his shirt off of him more quickly than Curtis thought possible. He tried to sit up and Tyler tore his shirt off completely, a button popping off of the bottom of the seam and flying into a dark corner of the hotel room.

“Easy, easy,” Curtis breathed.

“No way,” Tyler said. “This is going to be anything but easy.” He planted kisses on Curtis's chest, working his way down to his belly as he spoke in short clips.

“This is going to be fun,” he said, kissing Curtis's hip. Curtis reached down and touched his dark hair.

“This,” Tyler said, nibbling at the skin right above Curtis's waistline, “is going to be rough.”
 

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Published May 16, 2012 16 pages
Genres: Erotica, Gay & Lesbian, Literature & Fiction. Fiction

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