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“Uck. You are the cheesiest human I’ve ever met.” Eli slaps at my chest while everyone chuckles.

“Tomorrow, you will be Elliot Vaughn. Tonight, go get drunk with Jordan and Brit.” I grab his chin and lift his lips to mine in a quick kiss.

“What the hell am I supposed to wear tomorrow? I didn’t bring anything fancy!” He’s starting to panic over the details.Oh, ye of little faith.

“You really think I would plan all this and forget to bring you something to wear?” I ask him with a lifted eyebrow.

His face falls. “Oh no, what did you do?”

Jordan laughs and grabs his hand, pulling him down the beach toward the bar.

“Hey! Stay away from that damn bartender!” I yell, Aaron and I following after them.

“Holden is married, caveman!” Eli shouts over his shoulder. “But he does have weed lube. You ever gotten high off anal?”

What the fuck did he just say? Aaron runs into me when I stop short, my brain not understanding the words Eli just said.

“Hold up!” We hustle to catch up to the trio, who are now laughing hysterically. “Weed lube?”

Eli is wiping tears from his eyes from laughing so hard, holding his stomach.

“I never thought I would say that sentence,” he wheezes.

“That dude has lube with weed in it? Like leaves? Is it chunky, because I don’t think that would be fun?” Why am I questioning this? This leads to everyone around me doubled over in laughter, but these are serious questions. Eli, Jordan, and Brit walk away toward a different part of the island as Aaron and I head back to my villa while no one has given me answers. I expect Eli to get wasted, so I don’t want to get too drunk, but we can hang out, eat, and have a few drinks. See if there are any basketball games on and wait for everyone to get back. Jordan and Brit have a villa on the next pier over from us, but Aaron is at the end of the same one we’re on.

I find a game and pop the tops on a few beers, handing one to Aaron.

“You did it, man.” He clinks the bottles together, and we both take a drink. “I’m happy for you.”

“Thanks. I really appreciate you coming out here.” I drop onto one of the velvet, shell-shaped chairs in front of the TV and take another drink.

“Of course, I wouldn’t miss this for the world. You’re family now.”

I smile, a warmth spreading across my chest. Eli and I found ourselves a family in San Diego for sure. Aaron’s parents are amazing and will be here tonight. They’re the parents Eli always deserved and the ones I missed out on. Mr. and Mrs. Thomlyn accepted us with open arms, and we’ve been one of the kids since Thanksgiving when we were invited to dinner.

For a few hours, we just chill. Drink some beers, eat dinner that is brought to us, watch sports on the TV, and eventually go for a swim. The sun has long since set, and the water is lit up with lights under the villas while we fuck around in the water. It’s fun, and we’ve both got decent buzzes going when the trio returns.

“Aaaashy poooooo!” Eli singsongs on the back deck, stumbling around as I climb up the steps with a grin on my face.

“Hey, baby.” I wrap my arm around his waist to catch him before he attempts to step down a stair. “Feeling good?”

“Mmm,” he hums, turning his face up to me. “I need you to fuck me.”

A strangled cough sounds behind me, and I snort.

“That is my cue to go.” Aaron grabs his stuff and heads out, promising to make sure Brit and Jordan make it back to their villa too.

“What were you drinking?” I back Eli up to a table on the deck and push him to sit, then lay back. His whole body doesn’t fit, but I don’t need it to.

Unbuttoning his shirt, I lift him up to remove it and open his shorts. Eli lays back down, and I lean over him, kissing and sucking on his skin while palming his dick through his underwear. With my hand under his jaw, I push his face up to give me better access to his throat. His Adam’s apple bobs as I suck on it.

His back arches when I wrap my hand around his soft cock. I have a feeling he’s too drunk, but I can still get him off. I kiss, bite, and suck my way down his torso, leaving a trail of red marks down his body. At the waistband of his blue underwear, I slide my tongue just under the edge and smile when Eli pants out a whimper.

“Make that sound for me again, baby.” I lick under the band again, this time licking across his tip, and he groans, gripping his fingers in my hair.

I get the rest of his clothes off and eye his inner thighs, kissing each scar on my way to the short blond hair surrounding his cock. Dragging the tip of my nose up his sack, I nuzzle into the hair and breathe him in. Eli moans and pulls on his dick, but it’s no use. His poor body is just not able to do what he wants with all the alcohol in his system.

I lick his hole, and my boy cries out for me. A sweet sound that shoots right to my cock.

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