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“HA!” He licks the tip of my dick with a devilish look in his eyes. “That was a good one.”

I chuckle, but then his expression turns serious. “Gabe, I was kidding before.”

I pause, trying to catch up. “Huh?”

“When I said I liked it better when you didn’t talk. I was just joking—fucking around, you know?”

My heart is kicking against my ribs right now.

“I knew it was a joke,” I say with a smile.

He relaxes, then swallows my cock to the back of his throat.

My head leans against the tree, and I look up to the sky that’s growing darker by the second.

“You taste so good,” he croaks before pushing me to the back of his throat, letting the soft palate of his mouth massage my cock head.

“Finger me,” I whine. He slides his hand between my legs and massages my rim. “Slide it in.”

Jason does, his finger curling and massaging that special spot.

My breath hitches as he picks up speed, sucking me with fervor and finger-fucking me.

“I–I’m gon—”

He grips my cock and strokes it while my release lands on his tongue. I look down to see his eyes rolling back as cum covers his tongue and lips.

He gives my cock a little tug, lapping up the last of my release, then licks it off his lips.

“So good,” he says, low and soft.

“Kiss me.”

He stands and slants his lips with mine, letting me taste the salty cum still lingering in his mouth.

“That was wild,” he says between kisses.

I kiss him some more, sighing as we hold each other, until I realize...

“How am I going to get home?” I ask. “You tore my clothes to pieces.”

He takes off his beater and slides it over my head. It’s long enough that it covers my ass because he’s taller than me.

“There,” he says. “Though, I should make you walk home naked for making me do this Kitty Cat Club thing.”

“Shut up,” I tell him.

He zips his pants, then wraps his arm around my shoulders.

“Let’s head back,” he says.

He keeps his arm wrapped around me as we walk back to the trailer just as the first few stars twinkle in the navy blue sky.

Chapter 26

Jason

Gabe and I walk up to the Kitty Cat Club just after dusk—this place is starting to feel like a second home with the number of times I’ve been here in the past week.