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“For the love of Satan’s gargantuan gonads.” Percy groaned loudly. “Uncle Al again?”

“Yes! I’m telling you, Percy. He is fucking real!” Kevin pulled away, unbuckling his seat belt. “You’ll see. He’s not in my head.”

Or so he hoped.

Other than the crew at A Pizza Cake and Ripley’s, Kevin had the most memories of Uncle Al. Some of them were even boring, like counting down the drawer at the restaurant or running to the store for Uncle Al when they’d run out of his precious Diet Coke, the only thing Al liked to drink. Those memories had to mean something. They just had to.

“Whatever you say, peaches.” Percy patted his shoulder. “I suppose we should look for a hotel for the evening? I’m assuming you still need to sleep, yes?”

“Yeah. Don’t you?”

“I don’t need to, no.”

Kevin glanced around the rest area. It was quiet, dark, and mostly empty aside from an RV and semitruck on the other side of the lot. “I can just grab a couple hours here.”

Percy was horrified. “You’re going to sleephere? In the… truck?”

“I’ve slept in the truck plenty. It’ll be fine.”

“You cannot be serious. I am not sleeping here.”

“You just said you don’t even need to sleep, and for the record, you found it more than comfortable the other night.” Kevin smirked, turning his body to face Percy. The mere recollection of having fucked Percy right down in the seat where he was currently sitting was enough to make Kevin’s cock twitch.

Percy narrowed his eyes. “For short periods of time… I suppose it can be enjoyable.” His shoulders relaxed, and his gaze grew heated. “I do, however, much prefer the comfort of a nice, soft bed for my sleeping and non-sleeping related activities, thank you.”

“Don’t need all night.” Kevin grinned. “Just long enough to collect my prize and maybe a short nap—”

“Your prize? Ha!” Percy grabbed Kevin’s thigh, sliding his fingers inward toward his groin. “I seem to recall clearing that table.”

“And scratching on the eight ball.” Kevin’s grin grew. “Pretty sure that means I win.”

“Oh no.” Percy pretended to look upset, but he was still smiling. “Whatever shall I do? I guess I’ll just have to accept my wretched loss, won’t I?” His eyes flicked down to Kevin’s lips.

“Good sportsmanship is super important.” Kevin cradled Percy’s cheek.

“So very important.”

Kevin pulled Percy in for a sweet kiss, his heart pounding from the tension brewing between them. He loved how easy it was to joke with Percy, to laugh and tease, and the passion was effortless. The feeling only seemed to grow the longer they were together, and Kevin knew without a doubt he had no prior memory of anything like this.

It was special.

Kevin groaned as Percy’s hand rose to grab his dick, rubbing him through his jeans. His hips jerked up into Percy’s palm, and he nipped at Percy’s lower lip, sucking it into his mouth as his cock grew hard. “Fuck, Percy.”

“Later, peaches. I believe you have a very special prize to claim first.” Percy chuckled wickedly, biting at Kevin’s top lip hard enough to draw blood. He kissed Kevin harder, his tongue flicking out to claim it.

The metallic taste of blood was far hotter than it should have been, and he bucked into Percy’s hand. He growled and broke the kiss, pushing at Percy’s chest. “You’re right, I do.” He licked his bloody lip. “Come on. Get out.”

“Sir, yes, sir.”

Kevin hopped out of the truck, glancing across the bed to see Percy following his lead. They met back up at the tailgate, and Kevin dropped it down as quietly as he could. They were hidden in the shadows here, but if anyone drove by…

Fuck, that just made him harder.

Percy smirked at the open tailgate. “Should I assume the position, peaches?”

“Absolutely. Better keep quiet too. Don’t wanna wake the neighbors.”

“I will do no such thing,” Percy declared as he bent over the tailgate. “Don’t worry. If someone calls the police, I promise to bail you out.”

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