I checked the clock on the dashboard. Amateur porn Lots of aerobics and road work. With the black leather pants and the boots. All the while, holding onto my crotch. Desire for me. Danny’s girl? Actually, a lot of firsts. Wasn’t she a wee bit of a hoe, fucking me the day after they broke up? The underground parking and lockers were kind of cool, dark and mysterious. With three empty beer bottles. Danny was the guy who had brought us this big sexcapade story from the internet, and he had a tough time grasping the fact he was already out. Not this night. Kiss me with my cock all over your mouth. Without a word, he dropped in ice cubes, then five shots of vodka, then the fresh squeezed juice, then the finale, the perfectly cut, powder coated wedge of orange. Hot water cascading down my back. Exotic. I actually had my fist cocked. It wasn’t me doing it. Men offering themselves up as worthless little fuck toys? Then my cock did explode. This is a tough neighborhood. Stevie smiles widely. Bros before hoes and all. Everybody here wanting me? Why the hell had I ordered the drink then? Perhaps when this little adventure was over, I would return to the lady at the sex shop and nail her to the desk. All
