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seventeen
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“Like this,”Logan says, moving up behind Theo and running his hands across his boyfriend’s arms, helping him putt the ball across the green. We made it to the mini golf place across town and are currently working our way through the holes.
I look over at Finn whose tongue is poking out from his mouth as he narrows his eyes on his target.
Yeah, Finn won’t be moving up behind me to be all romantic like Logan is with Theo. No, we’re competitive as shit at this game.
Vincent bleats loudly from behind me and I hear my dad chastising him. The little terror has been munching on the artificial grass and sampling people’s clothes. He even tried to abscond with a lady’s purse ten minutes ago.
“Your turn,” Finn says, looking smug.
“Hole in one?” I ask, and Finn nods.
“Well, I still have a chance,” I say. “I can still win this.”
“Doubtful.”
I nudge him, and he eyes my lips again. He’s been doing that since I had my hand wrapped around his cock earlier. Good. At least he’s thinking of them. Because while he was driving us over here, his phone kept buzzing and he was driving with his knee to answer them.
Halfway through the ride I finally snapped and took his phone away. I stuffed it right down my pants.
It vibrated on my dick. Good. Archer thinks he’s flirting with Finn, but really, he’s flirting with my penis.
“What do I get if I win?” he asks me as I move onto the green and eye the hole in the distance.
I turn to glance over my shoulder at him.
“Hmm,” I say, running my tongue across my lips. “My mouth. On your cock.”
Finn’s jaw drops and his putter falls to the ground.
Now it’s my turn to smirk. I step up to the line and whack the ball. It bounces off the side of the curb and misses the hole by a mile.
“Seems like you’re still losing,” he says and swipes his putter off the ground.
I glance over and see Theo and Landon cuddling, Logan pressing kisses to the side of Theo’s neck.
“You should take a lesson from my brother, Finn. Look how romantic they are,” I say, pointing to the two love birds.
“You want my hands on you?” he asks as we walk down the green to where our golf balls lie.
Finn gets his putter ready and just as he’s about to tap it into the hole, I lean in close and utter, “I want your fingers in me again.”
The ball goes wide and I let out a small laugh.
“You’re cheating,” Finn grumbles.
“I’m using what God gave me to my advantage. We all know you’re better at mini golf than me.”
“I’m ignoring you now,” he replies and I move into his space, pressing my hand to his chest, feeling the steady thump of his heart beneath my palm.
“Maybe I want to lose, Finn. Maybe I want that big dick stuffed down my throat.”
He lets out a shaky breath and he meets my playful gaze. “I’m going to win fair and square.”
“Sure, we’ll see about that,” I say, and then step up and hit my ball wide on purpose. Just to fuck with his mind. Let him think he won because Ilethim.
