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Chapter 27
Percy
7:24 PM FRIDAY
So I’m in the back of a tuk tuk, bouncing up and down on the big, meaty cock of my on-again-off-again sugar daddy as we speed through the streets of Bangkok.
“Oh my god, Iknow,” I moan as my eyes go crossed. “Hemingway and Fitzgeraldweresuper gay together—but F. Scott loved Zelda! What was he supposed to do?”
Silver Fox tries to say something back to me, but I just clap my hand over his pretty bearded mouth and keep driving his D deeper and deeper into my B-hole. He’s pretty much the size and thickness of a baseball bat, so I’m more than happy to feel him tossing it into my dugout, if you know what I mean.
“Jesus fucking Christ, Percy,” Sammi yells over to me as her tuk tuk pulls alongside ours. “Can you take it up the ass on your own time, please?!”
Sammi is being a total buzzkill right now. Like, snoooooore.
Luckily, she’s wedged between Liam and Becks as they try to make out across her lap while Mysti May flashes her tits at tourists from the front seat.
But surrounding Sammi with fun has totally not made her fun by osmosis. Like, honestly, I don’t even think she’s fucking drunk—boooooo.
“You’re going to get usarrested, Percy!” Sammi pleads over to me while our tuk tuks race onward, side-by-side.
“You’regonna get us arrested!” I slur back at her, grinding ass down on Silver Fox’s man-meat until he’s balls-fuckin’-deep. “Wee-woo-wee-woo, it’s the fun police! Officer Sammi, can I see your badge?”
“I saidonedrink.” Sammi cradles her face in her hands while Liam and Becky tongue each other’s face-holes over her back. “One drink! Why couldn’t you guys respect that?”
“Probably for the same reason Percy couldn’t respect theno shoes, no shirt, no servicepolicy at that expat bar.” Mysti May looks over her shoulder and sticks her tongue out at me.
I flip her off with both hands while I keep riding my silver stallion with my titties flopping in the Bangkok breeze.
“Probably for the same reason Mysti May sexually harassed that Thai massage lady,” Becky comes up from air mid-make-out sesh for just long enough to add.
“Probably for the same reason Becky gave me a hand job for poker chips,” Liam agrees before diving back in, tongue-first.
“You guys are killing me,” Sammi groans.
I mean, you know how it is, though, right? First, you’re just casually flashing your nips at your on-again-off-again sugar daddy so he can eat pad thai off your titties at an expat bar.
Then your maybe-gay BFF is misinterpreting the signals from a pretty Thai masseuse and you’re getting kicked out of a massage parlor.
Then your other BFF is making her husband spray his sexy British man-seed all over the green felt of a poker table.
And before you know it, you’re racing through the streets of Bangkok in the back of a tuk tuk with big, fat billionaire dick shoved up your ass while you and your gal pals head to a ladyboy bar.
Typical Friday night, right?
So, there I am, swallowing Silver Fox’s peen with my ass and riding it straight to anal O-Town when Sammi breaks out the big guns.
“One drink at this bar,” she says. “And then we’re going back to the Golden Gun to crash. Okay?”
“YES! YES! YES!” I scream, gripping the seat in front of me while Silver Fox grunts beneath me.
“What?” Sammi raises an eyebrow in disbelief. “Really? You mean it?”
I laugh, realizing the mix-up while Silver Fox pumps my ass full of cum.
“Oh my god, sorry,” I giggle. “I was coming. But like…ugh, fine Sammi. One drink, then we’ll head back.”
“Thank you,” Sammi says, slumping down in her seat. Probably to avoid getting involved in Liam and Becky’s makeout sesh as it gets even steamier.
