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Keep reading for a smoking hot excerpt of my novella, Breaking the Marine!

breakingHe entered the shower room and hung his stuff on the hooks provided, as the floor was still damp from earlier. He switched on the water and grabbed the soap, planning on stepping beneath the water long enough to soap himself and rinse off, and then get the hell out of there.

The water had barely had enough time to warm up, but he didn’t let a bit of cold water slow him down. He stepped beneath, the frigid spray quickly morphing to warm as he ran the bar over his hard body. Even though it had only been a couple of weeks, he could already see the effect the rigorous training schedule was having. The miles of running had started to whittle down what little body fat he had, his muscles growing more defined. Brandon wasn’t a vain man, but he could appreciate the changes happening to his physique.

Rinsing off, he turned to grab his towel.

He wasn’t alone.

Will stood in the entrance of the showers, holding Brandon’s towel. “What do you think you’re doing, Recruit Rosen?” he said softly. “Do you know what time it is?”

Brandon’s cheeks flushed hot. “Yes, Corporal. I…I had an accident, Corporal.”

Will stepped deeper into the room, closing the gap between them. Brandon was only too aware that Will still held his towel, and that he was standing completely naked, with water dripping down his legs and torso. It wasn’t as if Will hadn’t seen him naked before. After all, they were made to stand naked in front of the drill instructor every night. But this time there was no one else in the room. It was just the two of them again.

“An accident, huh? Don’t you know how to control yourself, Recruit Rosen?”

“I guess not.”

“You guess not? Is that a proper answer? I want a yes or no.” Will’s blue gaze drilled into him, and he felt the stirring in his groin again. Oh God, no. He needed to get a hold on himself. He couldn’t stand here with a full-blown erection in front of Will.

“No, Corporal,” Brandon said in the most direct voice he could manage without shouting. He didn’t want anyone else to hear something, and come and investigate. “I don’t know how to control myself, Corporal.”

Will took another step closer.

More blood rushed to Brandon’s cock, and he squeezed his eyes shut, trying to put the thoughts of how naked he was and Will’s proximity out of his head. But when he opened his eyes again, he found Will had moved even closer, and the other man’s gaze was travelling down Brandon’s body and had alighted on his rapidly hardening shaft.

“That’s right, Recruit Rosen. It doesn’t look like you can control yourself, does it?”

Will dropped Brandon’s towel to the floor and reached out, his hand circling Brandon’s cock. Involuntarily, he let out a groan. Will squeezed, and instantly Brandon’s erection was rock hard.

Will began to pump, slowly at first, but then picking up speed. “You disobeyed the rules, Recruit Rosen. You need to be punished.”

Brandon’s breath grew shallow.

Will leaned in closer and spoke in his ear. “Turn around.”

He let go of Brandon’s cock long enough to allow him to do as he was told. He faced the tiled wall, still wet. A shove in the back from Will pushed him forward until he was only inches from the wall. His erection nudged the cold tiles, the head swollen and almost purple in colour. The cold sent a little shock through him, making his balls tighten into his body.

“Spread your feet apart and lean forward, so your forearms are on the wall.”

Brandon obeyed orders and leaned his forehead against his forearms. Will’s hand reached back around his body and circled his cock again. He began to masturbate him, his hand sliding up and down his dick.

Brandon became aware of Will’s other hand smoothing down his back, getting lower until it reached the top of his buttocks. With a single finger, Will parted the top of Brandon’s arse cheeks and ran his finger down the crease until he met with the tight pucker of his anus. Brandon froze, his breath held in anticipation, his body tense with excitement. The hand removed, and he heard the click of a cap before cold gel slipped down the crack of his arse. He jerked at the contact, lifting his head up again.

What the fuck? He keeps lube in his gear? Who the hell was this guy? But Brandon was too far gone to question it. He needed Will to make him come more than anything else he’d ever needed.

He felt pressure against the pucker of his back passage again, and Will’s finger slipped inside him with a sharp sting of pain. Brandon moaned, his forehead falling forward to rest back on his forearms. This guy was killing him. Will applied just the right amount of pressure to Brandon’s cock as he matched the pace of the finger he thrust into his arse. Brandon’s hips jerked in time, and he wished Will was in front of him so he could bend him over and use the lube on him. He’d love to force his own cock up Will’s tight back passage, grab his hips and fuck him until he screamed.

The thought pushed Brandon over the edge, and he came hard and fast, white streams of cum spurting over the tiles. Will held him, his finger still in his arse, until the final spasms had shuddered through his body, and then he slipped his finger out of him and released his hold on his dick.

Will reached to the wall and turned on the shower, quickly stepping out of the way so his clothes didn’t get wet.

“Wash yourself off, Recruit Rosen,” he said, as he quickly rinsed his own hands under the stream of water. “You’re a mess. And don’t let me catch you out of bed again during lights out hours.”

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