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more than SEVEN-SENTENCES SUNDAY The new story is coming along well... here's a tease of it.

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TK closes his eyes just to rest them. He’s so tired. He must have drifted off because he doesn’t remember the door coming to a stop. He doesn’t remember getting up, walking, or moving at all. When he opens his eyes, he’s in an overcrowded hospital. There’s chatter, moans, soft screams, and crying. It’s not loud, but it’s noisy. His head is pounding, his throat is dry, and he just wants to get up and find Carlos. 

When he sits up, he winces. The pain in his ribs is excruciating. He folds his arm around himself only to find that he’s been bandaged. The piece of metal in his thigh is gone, and it, as well as his calf, have both also been bandaged. Though incredibly grateful, he’s confused as to how he got here; how he had been so out of it that he remembers none of it all.

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SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY

I wanted to join in the fun of this little game and share more of my first ever Tarlos story, Ruined - Chapter 1 is up now. This little bit (maybe a bit more than 7 sentences) is from Chapter 2. I am hoping to get chapter 2 posted in the next couple of days.

With TK pressed up against the bathroom door, Carlos kissed along the man’s neck, savoring the taste of his skin. With one hand gripping tightly at TK’s hair, the other slid between them, unfastening his jeans and invading his space. Fingers coiled around his hardened cock, stroking and tugging in a frenzied manner. 

TK mimicked Carlos’s actions. His hand dipping into Carlos’s pants and gripping onto his cock. They pawed at each other and kissed in a way that made them seem desperate for each other. 

They switched from kissing along each other’s necks to bruising kisses against each other’s lips and back to the necks again. 

Bang bang bang “Hey! Some people gotta take a piss out here!” 

Carlos grunted in response. He had every intention of ignoring whoever that was. His hand gripped tighter around TK, tugging slowly and pulling long drawn-out moans from him.

  Bang bang bang “I’m getting the manager.”

SEVEN SENTENCE SUNDAY

A little more than seven sentences, but hey... who actually follows that rule? Hahaha! Enjoy this little bit from Chapter 4 of RUINED. I should hopefully have this chapter posted within the next couple of days.

@ronenstrand

Carlos cradled TK's face in his large hands, his fingers trembling slightly as he leaned in to kiss him. The kiss was fervent and filled with an intensity that spoke volumes, a passionate declaration of feelings he had kept buried. As they finally pulled apart, their foreheads touched, creating an intimate connection that seemed to suspend time. Slowly, Carlos used his thumbs to gently brush away the tears that traveled down TK's cheeks, each droplet glistening in the soft light. “I’m going to miss you so much,” he whispered, his voice barely above a breath, heavy with emotion and the weight of their impending separation.

“I’m going to miss you too,” TK whispered, his heart racing as he pressed his lips against Carlos’s once more. The warmth of their connection enveloped them, and in that moment, he felt an overwhelming wave of emotion. “Carlos, I lo…,”

“Don’t. Please don’t say it. It’ll just make it harder for me to leave.”  He squeezed his eyes shut, feeling hot tears spill down his cheeks as he battled the overwhelming urge to voice the very words he had just silenced in TK. “I have to go.” In that fleeting moment, he leaned in for one last kiss, pouring every unspoken emotion—fear, love, and sorrow—into that brief encounter, desperate to convey what words could never express.

RUINED

CHAPTER 4 is now up posted!

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How about a little angst in this one?