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pubes.”

“What pubes, bro?”

“You know what I mean.”

Ty crossed his arms. “I’m still annoyed we didn’t get the tattoos I wanted.”

“Did you really need a tattoo to tell you to open wide while you’re down there?”

“Luke’s got a good point, babe. I’m pretty sure your mouth already opens wide when it’s down there. Ten out of ten, would recommend.”

“You pimping him out?” I asked.

“Sorry, no.” Declan sighed. “Just excited for the wedding and horny as fuck.”

“You’re not wearing a cage, are you?” Luke asked.

“As if they make one big enough. His dick would rip it apart,” Ty said.

“I’m being good. When he wears the cage, I don’t cum either. I’m saving it for the wedding night.”

“I told you we should’ve bought them the towels. They’re gonna need ‘em.” I slapped Luke on the arm.

“Watch the tattoo!”

“Are you guys gonna eat?” Ty asked. “I could go for a burger.”

“I need a huge-ass beer.”

“DId someone tall, dark and handsome want a beer?” Kelly appeared out of nowhere to gawk at Declan and stare at Ty’s cage.

The white lycra was see-through at this point from what I guessed was precum. Not sure if it was the tattoo, Declan’s proximity, or Folsom in general that had turned Ty on so much. I guess it could be the cage too.

“Yes! They have a Hawaiian burger!”

“Glad you’re enjoying yourself so much, Ty,” I said.

“Thanks, bro. Nothing like hanging with my three favorite people with a painfully hard dick.”

“There’s the Ty I know and love.” Luke slapped Ty on the ass before resuming his lunch.

“You’re lucky that was the right cheek,” Ty warned.

Three trips to the bathroom later for me - I was staying well hydrated - and Declan, Ty and Luke were trashed. I had texted the other three to come help me with their drunk asses, but had yet to hear back from them. I was about to go search the street when Ezra finally appeared.

He looked like he had been utterly used, but he wore a big smile. He held his hood and tail in his hands, so when he finally saw me and waved, the tail flopped back and forth, making him laugh.

“Have a good time?” I asked. The other guys hadn’t seen him yet.

“Oh, sweet Jesus, the fuck of my life. I don’t know if I’ll be walking right ever again.”

“Fuck, you get gangbanged?”

“No, no, no. Just one guy, but he knew what he was doing. Fuck! I’m gonna get hard just thinking about it again.”

“What’s his name? You seeing him again?”

“I don’t know. He kept his hood on. We fucked as pups.”