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Rand to the max.
An image of Frank's cock buried to the hilt rose. God, he wanted
him again, longed to have the man pummel
him until he was fucked into next week. Believing it wasn't
even possible for him to physically get it
up again, he was stunned when his own dick
expanded and lengthened.
    "See, you want me, don't you, Rand?"
    "How do you do this to me? I'm out of
control, so over my head."
    Firm hands clasped his hips
before Frank drove home. The intense, exquisite sensation of fullness claimed Rand; he would have
collapsed under the onslaught had Frank
not held him firm.
    Rand clutched the door
handle and gave a strangled cry. "Don't stop, don't ever stop." Liquid flames of heat pulsed through his
veins. Only Frank existed and the
methodical thrusts from behind delivering him into a
mindless frenzy.
    The words drifted around
him, so faint he wondered if he imagined them. "You're mine, Rand, only mine."
    Whether real or invented,
it was enough to pitch him off the edge of the precipice. A flood of warm liquid filled his ass in perfect
sync with the spurts of cum from his cock.
How in hell was it possible?
    Rand fell against the seat
with Frank's weight pushing him down. A short time later, Frank eased out, this time his words
unmistakably clear. "So you don't have to wonder in the future, now
I've fucked a man in a taxi."
     

Chapter Five
     
    Moonlight filtered through
the twelve-pane window, illuminating the room in striated ribbons of silver and white. Pulled from a
sound sleep, Frank sensed a menacing
presence, jackknifed up in bed and patted the empty mattress beside him—cold like the room, and
unmistakably empty. Reminiscent of a
sleep-drugged android, Rand stumbled toward the paneled wall near the bathroom.
    Frank's breath scattered in the icy air.
"Rand, you're sleepwalking."
    Onward he trudged. Frank's
words fell on deaf ears. "Rand!" A debilitating chill cloaked the air, a frigidity Frank knew
came from a deep, dank shadowland few had
entered. "Jesus!" he roared, shoving off from the bed with the speed and agility of a wild
beast.
    An arm came out—the
sickening Déjà vu from the photo album stopping Frank's heart. Like a programmed zombie, Rand's
outstretched hand reached for the
beckoning illusion and then disappeared through the
wall.
    "No!" Frank dove for Rand's
feet and, only through the grace of God, made contact with an ankle. Grasping with every ounce of his
strength, Frank yanked and twisted against
the whirling dervish seizing the room. "Let him go you son of a bitch!"
    He'd never encountered such
might. The breath wheezed from Frank's lungs, every tendon stretched beyond human limit. Rand's
upper body had vanished through the
mahogany portal, striking sheer black terror in Frank's soul.
    On the heels of a
malevolent laugh, the spirit's words echoed through the room. "You're dead, you're dead."
    Drawing on a lifetime of
mental self-discipline, Frank focused on the portico, his authoritative tone cutting through the black
void. "Release this man from the clutches
of hell!" An unearthly groan spewed through the gateway and shook the walls, the overwhelming tug threatening
Frank's grip. "Let him go!"
    The threshold receded, the
prevailing current in the room ebbing as the seconds ticked by. Frank's vitality poured from his body. He
shuddered with the realization he couldn't
have held on for another ten seconds. Before him Rand's limp body struck terror in his
heart.
    Tugging on his leg, he
dragged him back and clutched him to his chest. "Rand, speak to me, say something. Rand!"
    His eyes fluttered before
opening, and then he patted his body down. " Wha-what happened? Frank, tell me you're real."
    "Oh, God, you're back and
safe." His breath escaped in a rush. "What happened; what in hell propelled you toward that
wall?"
    "A dream." Rand brought
shaky fingers to his temple. "I thought it was a dream."
    "Tell me while it' still fresh in your mind.
I have to know."
    "A man called out to me,
said I should