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I woke up sore.
It felt like I had really worked out hard and was paying for it, but I knew this wasn't from a workout. I got up slowly, feeling every muscle in my body just scream at me. My head was ringing, my mouth was dry, it was like all the bad parts of a hangover without any of the partying the night before.
I stumbled into the bathroom, took a piss and splashed some cold water over my face. I looked myself in the mirror and all I could see was the memory of Cooper fucking me before the match.
I turned the shower on and just stood under the hot water for a while. I felt like shit and I had to wrestle? I don't know how long I stood there but after awhile the shower door opened and Cooper was there, "You alive?"
I just glared at him.
"I got two Monsters, Advil and two egg McMuffins, if you don't want them..."
"Wait," I said grabbing his wrist before he could close the door, "Bring me one of the Monsters please."
He smiled and came back with a cold one, "What do you say?"
"Thank Jesus," I answered taking the can and closing the door.
"Food's getting cold!" he yelled as he walked out.
I downed that puppy in one shot and felt the start of actual life begin to stir in me. I finished up and dried off, when I got out the guys were there, devouring their food. A bag was on my bed with another Monster.
"Oh my god that looks good!" I said ripping the bag open and eating as fast as I can.
No one said anything as I devoured my food and finished the second Monster and a handful of Advil. When I was done I looked up and let out a huge belch, signifying everything was right in the world.
When I looked they were all just staring at me, open mouthed.
"What?" I asked.
"Outside of shark week I have never seen anyone eat so fast in my life," Wyatt said.
I looked at Cooper, "Thank you for all this, really hit the spot."
He winked at me, "Anything for my best bud."
Is that what we were now? Best buds?
"So how does it feel that three matches stand between you and nationals?" Tony asked.
"Better before you fucking said that!" I bitched, tossing a pillow at him.
"You can do this," Cooper said before a retaliatory pillow could be launched, "I saw everyone of these guys fight yesterday, none of them can hold a candle to you."
I swear when he said stuff like that he sounded like he meant it.
"We'll see," I said cautiously, "The guys yesterday fucked me up pretty badly."
I made sure to keep eye contact when I said that with Cooper, he just gave me a half grin.
"Yeah well, you were a dick to them before the match. People get pissed."
Wait! What did I say to them before the match? I couldn't even remember now. I always trash talked people before the match, it was like my thing. Why would he say that? Was that why last night happened?
"Ok," Cooper said standing up, "You animals get downstairs, let Arch have a few seconds to get his head in the game."
I noticed they got up and did as he said instantly. They may have been confused why he was in charge earlier, but they had accepted it by now.
Once they were gone Cooper looked over at me, "I feel you want to talk before the match."
"Why did you do that last night?"
"What? Get you laid?"
"Fucking betray me like that."
He laughed, "Betrayed?"
"They know about me now! How long before they say something to anyone?"
He rolled his eyes, "That's what you're worried about? Dude I have three hours of them fucking a guy. How keen you think they are on having people see that? If that's what you're worried about chill, They have as much to lose as you do."
"But why them?" I asked, "Why the guys I fucking beat?"
"Couple of reasons, the main one being, you're a dick."
I waited for him to say more but he didn't.
"I'm a dick? That justifies you letting me get raped?"
Now he laughed for real, "Oh please, motherfucker if I had set you up with three guys who looked like that you would have spread your legs willingly. Rape implies you didn't want it, and dude I have three hours of footage that shows you begging for it."
"I didn't have a choice!"
He shrugged, "And? Dude you're a fucking slut, that I know for sure. So don't come at me that you didn't like it or were forced, that isn't gonna ride. As for why? You knew you could beat those guys yesterday before you even got to the mat, right?"
I nodded.
"Before you even looked them in the eye, you knew you were gonna wipe the mat with them."
"What about it?"
"So why be a dick?"
I just stood there.
"Look man, you may think being a complete motherfucker is a personality trait, but it isn't. You have spent the last four years reminding anyone who would listen that you are the best thing since sliced bread. You go on and on and on about yourself and you put anyone down who dares steps up. You don't act like a dick you ARE a dick."
"But those guys are my opponents!"
"Yeah and we are supposed to be your friends! But you still treated us like shit, like we were fucking privileged to smell your farts. So you can cry how you're the victim but you didn't think for one second that those guys had trained just as much as you had, and were about to be sent home for their troubles. You could have just shook their hands and be done with it. But no, you gotta be Archie King, so yeah, they got a little payback and you learned a lesson."
"What did I learn?"
"Well you thanked me for getting you breakfast, I've been doing that since junior high and you never once thanked me for it. You just assumed I was your fucking butler or something. So I say we're making progress."
"I've thanked you," I said unsure the moment I said it. Hadn't I?
"No Archie, you haven't. You've treated a lot of people like shit, and before you graduate, I plan on making you apologize for it. Now if you don't want the guys you're about to beat to run a fucking train on you in lobby...I suggest you play nice today. Got it?"
I nodded.
He smiled and stood up, "I'm gonna grab you some water for before the match. Those Monsters are gonna dehydrate you and you'll feel that by the end of the day. Meet you downstairs."
I nodded as he walked out.
I had to have thanked them, at least once.
Right?
I'm not going to bore you and go over each match in detail. Suffice it to say I won hands down, and made sure to be polite to every person I beat. The guys were going wild with each win, but I was detached from it, really paying attention for the first time.
Tony and Wyatt really hung on each of my games like they were the ones who was going to nationals instead of me. I couldn't tell you how their matches were yesterday with a gun to my head, but they were paying attention to every single second of mine.
And I had never even noticed it.
I glanced over at Gray and his guys and noticed they were watching with the same intensity. I didn't even know those guy's names, and they were living and dying on every single win I had. Jesus, I think Cooper was right. I was a dick.
So I won, got the trophy and got my invitation to nationals, but I couldn't appreciate it as much as I wanted to, thinking about how much of a fucking tool I had been.
We all had some pizza before getting back onto the bus and heading home. I sat next to my trophy, feeling like a complete asshole.
Most everyone had fallen asleep when Gray moved my trophy over and sat down next to me.
"Most everyone is asleep, it should be safe for me to sit here."
"Why wouldn't it be safe?" I asked, confused.
He looked at me with a stare, "Because I'm a freshman and not allowed to sit with the big, bad seniors?"
Oh yeah, that shit.
"I'm sorry," I said quietly, "What's up?"
"Did Dax tell Cooper?"
I nodded, "Yeah, not everything but he told him enough."
"Shit," he said biting his nails, "I'm sorry."
And here was someone else, feeling like shit because I was hurting. Jesus, I didn't deserve to be treated like a person.
"It's not your fault, I was the one who pissed him off."
He looked at me for a second, "You were blaming me before the weekend."
"I know, I was doing a lot of things before this weekend."
He leaned closer to me, "Arch, what happened?"
I felt my eyes stinging from tears, "Gray, am I an asshole?"
He just said nothing for a long time. Finally he said, "I'm gonna go to the very back, wait about five minutes and then come back. Ok?"
I nodded.
He got up and walked back.
I wiped my eyes and wait for a few minutes before I got up and went back to the corner, where Gray had fingered me in what felt like a million years ago.
He patted the space next to him. I sat down and he got close, "What is wrong?"
"I'm just...am I an asshole? Is that why you fucked around with me at the start?"
He didn't say anything for a while and then finally he let out a sigh.
"Of course it was," he admitted, "You ignored me for most of the year, I tried to be your friend multiple times and you blew me off every time. I mean you didn't call me by my name for weeks. When I changed rooms with you it was to get you back. But that was at first."
I felt like just fucking crying.
"Then I got to know you, and things changed..." he said smiling, "And then you went back to being a dick and things just got out of control."
"I should have never done that to you in the lunch room."
He shrugged, "I got over it, Dax didn't."
"God," I said sitting back, "This is all my fault."
"What happened?" he asked.
I thought about it for a moment and then finally just gave up and began to describe what happened this weekend. As I went on his shock got more and more exaggerated. When I was done he was just sitting there, staring at me.
"Well say something," I said after a couple of minutes of nothing.
"Are you ok?" he asked finally.
"What?"
"Are you ok? I mean, that had to be horrible."
His kind words really hit me hard, like seriously hard. I felt myself breaking down and he opened his arms and let me lean into him for a hug. Finally I began to cry and he just held me in the night, softly telling me it was going to be all right.
I didn't believe him, but it was nice to hear.
When we got back home I felt better. Everyone was exhausted so the guys didn't care I was walking off the bus with Gray, they just wanted to go home.
"You need a ride?" I asked him once we had our bags.
"Really?"
"Yeah, look...I missed you,"I said shuffling my feet, "I mean I get it if you want to tell me to fuck off but.."
"Yes," he said quickly, "I'd like a ride home."
"Really?" I asked, not able to stop the smile hitting my face.
He shook his head and we walked to my jeep.
I was driving to his house when he asked, "So what are you gonna do?"
"About?"
"About all this!" he said loudly, "You can't just let Cooper and Dax get away with all this."
"I can't?"
He rolled his eyes, "Archie! Look I know you think you deserve all this, but no one deserves this much shit. You have to do something about it."
"Like?"
"Like get back at them!"
"I have no idea how to do that," I admitted to him, "I can't take both of them at the same time."
"No you can't, not alone." he said with a grin.
It took me a few seconds, "You want to help me?"
"I mean if you want me to, if you want...you know...I mean I don't know if you..."
"I do, I would love you to help."
He stopped talking.
"And..."
He waited for me to continue.
"And if you want to hang out again and stuff..."
"Yes," he said quickly, "I want to do that too."
Once again I couldn't stop the smile from hitting my face.
We pulled up to his house, "You wanna come in?" he asked.
I was about to say yes and then everything else hit me, "Oh...um...we need to talk about your dad."
He sighed, "Lemme guess, he ended up trying to sell you on Eden?"
"Um yeah, but..."
"And you guys fucked, is that what you're trying to say?"
I nodded, shocked.
"Yeah, I'm not surprised, you're who he wants me to grow up to be. So it makes sense."
Now I was confused.
"I grew up hearing the gospel of Eden, but he never pushed it on me. He gave me the choice, I could go to Eden or public high school. And I picked here."
"Because of me."
He smiled, "Because of you."
I just stared at him, and for a second, one impossible second...time stopped.
And just like that I knew.
"Sonfoabitch," I said laughing out of nowhere.
"What?"
"Your dad, is he ever wrong?"
Gray cocked his head, "No, not really why?"
"Doesn't matter, yes, I want your help getting back at them, yes I want to hang out more, and yes...to everything else."
He paused, "What else is there?"
I just grinned, "Everything."
He just looked confused so I leaned in and kissed him, hard.
"Wow, what was that for?" he asked, catching his breath.
"For being you dummy."
He looked bemused, but that was ok, we had time to figure it all out.
"I need to get home, pick you up in the morning?"
"Really?" he asked brightly.
"If you'll have me."
"Yes!" he blurted out. "I'll have you."
God, how stupid was I?
"Ok, then I'll see you in the morning, and we'll start over."
He turned to leave, then turned back and kissed me again.
I kissed him back, feeling better for the first time in a long time.
That morning I was actually happy to pick him up. I nearly jumped out of the jeep to knock on the door.
His dad opened it, "Archie!"
I just leaned in and hugged him.
He slowly hugged me back, "What's this for?"
I pulled back and smiled, "Time stopped."
He seemed confused for a moment and then looked down the hall, "With Gray?"
I nodded.
"Oh praise Jesus!" he called out, "He finally got it!"
I felt myself blush as Gray came out of his room, "Dad! Leave him alone!"
"Go get him tiger," he said, tilting his head towards the hall.
"Ignore everything he says," Gray said as I got into his room, "He's clinically insane!" he said shouting down the hall.
"It's genetic!" his dad shouted back.
Gray closed the door, "I swear I can't with..."
I kissed him before he could finish, he stood there after, eyes closed, holding his breath.
"Morning," I said in the silence.
He opened his eyes, "Morning."
"You wanna go work out? Or you wanna make out some?" I asked.
His eyebrows shot up, "What's gotten into you?"
I stepped close and pulled him close, "Well if we're quick...you?"
It took him a second to get what I was saying.
"Wow...well...I mean yes," he said quickly, "But we need to figure out how to get you out of this shit first."
I must have looked disappointed because he added, "You can always drive me home."
And my smile returned.
"I have an idea," he said with an evil grin, "We have to take Dax down first. With him in our pocket, we can get Cooper."
"Oh I like the sound of that, how do we get Dax?"
"We don't," he said, "You do."
I pointed to myself, "Me?"
He just nodded and smiled.
During lunch I walked around the lunch room, looking for Dax. I found him in the quad, sitting with a few other baseball boys, talking shit and acting like they're the hottest things at the school. I mean they weren't that far off, but they still had attitude. Dax saw me walk up and the smile on his face went from genuine to shark like instantly.
"Can I talk to you?" I asked him, fidgeting in place.
"Be back guys, gotta talk to the fans!" he said, illiciting laughter from his boys.
We walked away from them, "What's up stud? Congrats on the wins."
"Thanks man, you got any time this week?"
His smile got wider, "For?"
"You know man, if not it's cool I just.."
"Nononono," he said quickly, "I can work you in, when and where?"
"Tomorrow after school...down by the boardwalk. You know the dunes?"
He smiled and nodded, "Fuck yeah, you wanna get railed on the beach?"
I swallowed hard and looked at him intently, "Please?"
He patted my shoulder, "Dude, don't beg. I'll take care of you."
"Thanks man, I owe you."
He gave me a wink, "My pleasure, slut."
He walked away, and I just watched him, phase one, complete.
Gray and I walked down the boardwalk after school, it was impossible not to imagine this as a date.
"He's nice," Gray said as we paused to grab some food.
"Yeah Matty is a great kid, twisted as fuck, but a good egg."
"He agreed pretty fast," Gray said, grabbing his hot dog.
"Matty loves two things, fucking and surfing, and it's a toss up which one he loves more on any given day."
"I like him already," he said as we sat down.
"So...you're not mad about your dad?" I asked between bites.
He shook his head, "It was the way he was raised, he just sees sex differently."
"So you're not upset or jealous?"
He made a face, "I don't get jealous, I was raised that sex and love are completely different things."
"Love?" I asked, choking on my food.
"Shit," he said quickly.
I downed half of my Pepsi, trying to clear my throat.
"Please don't get weirded out by that," he said softly, "I didn't..."
"I love you too," I said as soon as I could talk, "I think, I mean...I...I think I'm in love."
He started to laugh.
"I mean, I don't think I've been in love before but this feels like it...and...I mean..."
He waited for me to finish
"You make time stop," I finally blurt out.
His smile faded and his mouth dropped half open, "I do that?"
I nodded.
"If we weren't in public, I'd kiss the shit out of you right now," he said.
I looked around and then back to him, "It's worth it."
He leaned over and we kissed, and I did not care who in the world saw us.
The next day at school dragged by.
Gray and I had decided, for the time being, to ignore each other for the time being. If Dax or Coop got wind we were together, they might suspect something. So it made the whole day seem longer than it was, because all I wanted to do was see him. So was I gay now? Was that was this meant? I didn't want to think about it that much, all I knew was that Gray made me feel like no one had before, I liked getting fucked...
Shit, I might be gay.
The normal panic that came from that thought was muted, because for some reason, I didn't mind being gay with Gray. Does that make any sense? Fuck it, it made sense to me.
School let out and I found Dax leaning against my Jeep.
"Hey there he is," he said holding his hand up for a high five.
I slapped it back, "Thanks again man."
He leaned in, "It's all good girl, I got ya."
I wanted to fucking throat punch him so bad, but instead I just looked down and nodded.
"I'll follow you," he said walking back to his car.
I nodded and got into my jeep. I grabbed my phone and texted, and then took off.
He followed me down to the boardwalk, I parked and waited for him to follow. He got out and walked over, "Wow, dead at this time," he said.
I nodded, "Kinda why I chose it, no one can see or hear us."
He laughed, "Aww, I wanted to show my girl off." he said with a wink.
I looked down again, "This way," I said and started walking towards the dunes.
"I've heard fags come out to screw," he said as we walked, "Figures you'd know about it."
I bit my tongue and kept heading out, well past the boardwalk, past the beaches, close to the cove where Matty and his guys hung out. We came up on the blanket they kept out here and I paused, "We can use this."
Dax chuckled, "Look at this," he said, "Like a little picnic, me and my whore."
He kicked his shoes off, "Well come on slut, it isn't gonna suck itself."
I took my shoes off and crawled over across the blanket to where he was. He watched as I undid his belt and jeans. He was already hard, straining at the black boxer briefs he was wearing. I think Gray was right, he is a little too into this.
"Yeah," he said as he stepped out of his pants, "Get me all wet sweetie...gonna fuck you like crazy."
I slipped his briefs down and his hard cock bounced up towards his abs. He may be a dick but he was in fucking incredible shape, and he was cute as fuck, two things that was dangerous with a guy like this. I can't imagine how much pussy this kid had torn up pretending to be sweet. I am sure girls lined up to take this cock.
I began to suck him and he groaned, his hand pushed me further onto his cock, pretty typical Dax move so far. I began worshiping his jock dick like I had before. I needed him to think I was hungry for this, I needed him convinced I was just my normal cum addicted cunt, who would do anything he said.
Not that I wasn't enjoying it, I mean the kid had a great cock and a fantastic body, but I wasn't here for fun. As Gray put it, we were here for business.
"God I love watching you suck my cock," he said, both hands guiding me down on his shaft, "Nothing like a jock bitch sucking you off to make your day."
I just groaned around his dick as I kept working his shaft with my tongue, trying my best to sell it.
He pulled my face back, "You wanna get fucked baby?"
"Please Dax..." I said breathlessly, "I need it..."
He chuckled and and stepped back, "Strip for me cunt."
I got up and slipped my jeans off, I was wearing my tightest jock, my cock was straining at the pouch as I pulled my shirt over my head, making sure to keep my eight pac tight as I tossed it aside.
He just stared at me, practically licking his lips, "Fuck...you are so jacked."
I showed off for him, taking as much time as I could.
"Get down here bitch," he ordered.
I got down and crawled over towards him, watching the hungry look on his face as I crawled. He watched as I licked his balls, he was eating this up with a spoon, I took one of his balls into my mouth and rolled it around, making him groan in appreciation.
I worked him over for awhile, getting him really turned on to fuck me.
"I am going to fuck you silly," he said, "Get on all fours."
I went to comply and then paused, "Shit, I forgot lube..."
"You don't need it," he said, stroking his cock.
I looked at his cock and made my eyes wide, "Dude, you're too fucking big to take that raw...please..."
He rolled his eyes and slapped my ass, "You want me to eat your pussy out?"
"Please daddy," I whined, "Please get my pussy wet."
He leaned down and started to eat me out, fuck, I know I'm supposed to be paying attention, but he really does have a talented tongue. He really is going to town on me when Matty and a couple of his friends walk up.
"Whoa...look at this."
Dax pulled back startled, "Oh hey..." he said wiping his mouth, "What's going on?"
"Looks like you guys were about to get busy," Matty said, grabbing his package thought his baggy jeans, "You guys mind if we join?"
I can see the hesitation on Dax's face for a moment and then I can see the exact moment the thought hits his mind. "I'm more than willing to share my bitch," he said slapping my ass, "He loves to get fucked."
Matty smiles, "Sweet," undoing his belt, "Come on boys, let's get our fuck on."
The other guys started undressing as well and Dax looked at me, "Must be your lucky day,"
I tried to look worried, "Dude, I don't know these guys."
"So? You're a slut anyways, you'll love it."
"Please don't do this," I said, which just made his smile grow wider.
"Who said you had any say in it?"
It was almost as if Gray had written him a script.
"He sucks a mean cock too..." Dax began to say, turning around to the guys.
Matty was right next to him, poppers soaked rag in his hand.
"Wha the..." Dax said as the surfer pressed the rag up against his face. He tried to struggle but another of the surf pups kept him still, waiting for him to eventually take a breath.
Dax could be heard screaming into the rag, then then nothing as he collapsed into Matty's hands.
"Nighty night," Matty said, lowering Dax to the blanket, "You bring it?"
I nodded and dug the Eden lube out of my jeans, "Make sure his ass is coated, will kill all the pain."
Matty grinned and began pouring some out onto his hand, "Where do I get more of this shit?"
I started to get dressed, "Don't ask me, it was given to me."
"Too bad," he said, shoving two fingers up Dax's ass, "I could make a mint with this shit."
I pulled my jeans back on and fished my phone out of the pocket, "I'm pretty sure you're gonna make more than enough cash today."
He nodded, "Tru dat, any time you wanna bring a hot jock that will let us fucking use them, we are here for you."
I chuckled and moved off the blanket and started to film, "I'll keep you guys in mind."
He winked at me and moved his cock up to Dax's ass. The baseball stud was still out of it, but I could here him mumbling as Matty got into position.
"What's that?" Matty asked, "Fuck you? Sure thing man."
Matty pressed his cock into Dax and the jock groaned as he felt the cock enter him. He wasn't in pain but he could still feel it, and the poppers was keeping him relaxed. So Matty just shoved his surfer cock into him, bottoming out almost instantly.
"Oh fucking tight ass," he exclaimed, closing his eyes in ecstasy.
"Come on man, we want a turn," one of his buds complained.
"You can't rush as ass like this," Matty said, slowly pulling out, making sure to take his time.
Dax whimpered as he felt the cock slide out of him and then push back in. He was starting to make some noise, but Matty was on top of it.
"Someone hit him again," he said, not slowing his fuck, "I need to break this ass before that lubes wears off."
One of the pups took the rag and put it over Dax's nose again. There was one sharp cry and then nothing as the jock relaxed and sank into the blanket as he got railed.
"There we go, and he's back to relaxed."
I filmed as Matty began to speed his thrusts up, I had been fucked by the boy and I knew once he got started he really went at it. He was really slamming Dax for awhile, when he paused for a moment...
"Oh shit!" Matty said in shock.
"What?" one of his buds asked.
"Look!"
The motion was so little, almost unnoticeable, but Dax was slowly pushing up, his baseball ass gripping Matty's cock hard. Matty pulled his cock out and examined Dax. The jock's body was on full display, tight abs, big pecs, and look at that...one raging hard cock.
"Oh look at that," Matty said, shoving his cock back in, making Dax groan in pleasure, "Someone is enjoying it."
I filmed as Matty drilled Dax over and over again. Slowly I watched as Dax's sounds became less unintelligible, and started to morph into whimpers of enjoyment. That perfect baseball ass began to grind as he arched his back, his biceps straining as he pushed himself on to all fours.
It was amazing to watch him as began to push himself back, his head down, sweaty bangs covering his forehead. He looked like he was deep in concentration as Matty stopped fucking him and knelt there, hands up as Dax fucked himself faster and faster.
"You like that?"
"Shit...shit..." Dax groaned, really slamming himself back onto that hard dick. There was nothing making him do anything, he was on all fours, fucking himself, and obviously loving it.
"Oh come on stud," Matty growled, grabbing Dax's hip and shoving his cock forward.
"Oh fuck..." Dax moaned as Matty began just destroying his ass for real.
"Yeah that's it...come on bitch!"
Dax kept slamming himself onto that cock and I realized Gray had been right, about everything.
"Look, the truth of the matter is this," he explained to me days ago, "When we both did you, and I am sorry about that, when he went too far I ended up taking matters into my own hand."
"And a vodka bottle up his ass," I joked.
He nodded, "When I fucked him he liked it. He liked it a lot. When he kept coming back at me to hook up with you again, I felt it was more for him to get fucked than you."
"You're kidding!"
He shook his head, "Trust me, if my dad has taught me anything it's to recognize when someone wants to serve. And Dax wants to serve, he just needs a push."
And here we were, while Matty gave him an eight inch surfer cock push.
"Oh god...oh god..." Dax began to chant, and I knew he was getting into his own little fuckfog.
"Hey Reece," Matty said, "Shut this whore up."
One of the pups came over and grabbed Dax by his hair, and shoved his cock into the jock's mouth. I had to say, watching the baseball boy get spitroasted between two surfers, was turning me the fuck on. I made sure to zoom in on his hard cock, weeping precum as he was fucked, then back to his face as he took that cock like a champ.
"Oh shit I'm close," Matty exclaimed, speeding his thrusts up.
"Breed this cunt," Reece said, shoving his cock down Dax's throat.
Matty came and I heard Dax moan as his jock ass was flooded with cum.
"Oh fuck that's a nice pussy," he said pulling his cock out.
"Move," one of the other surf pups said, pushing Matty out of the way, shoving his cock into Dax's waiting hole.
I watched as another guy started to fuck Dax, it was fucking amazing.
"Get it?" Matty came, sitting next to me as he lit up a joint.
I stopped filming, "Yeah, shit man that was hot."
"Yeah he's a fucking stud man, so we got him all night?"
I put the phone in my jeans, "As long as you want, just keep him safe."
He nodded, "Yeah of course man, he will have a blast. You did."
I had to admit, he was right.
"How's this read?" Matty asked, holding up a piece of cardboard. On it read, "Jock pussy, 20 bucks a ride."
"He's as expensive as me?" I asked.
He looked at the sign, "Good point," took out a sharpie and marked him down to 10 bucks, "Better?"
I nodded.
"Thanks for this dude," I said standing up.
"You can pay me back by letting me fuck you."
I looked like I thought about it for a second, "Maybe." and walked off.
"Maybe? For real?" he called after me, "Don't tease me King!"
I texted Gray that it was done.
"One down, one to go," he texted back.
This was gonna be fun.