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teach—if he even thought about him at all. So there was no need to hash it all out.
Finn, on the other hand, obviously wanted to talk, and what kind of friend would Derek be if he wasn’t there to listen?
As he caught up with his friend, he called out his name. “Yo, Finn! Finn, you drunk asshole. Wait up. I’m not gonna let you walk home by yourself.” And when Finn rounded to face him, he added, “Don’t go off all half-cocked—ha! Get it? Half-cocked?” trying to get a grin.
There was no immediate smile, but Finn did stop and wait for him, and Derek gave a sigh of relief, knowing that was his sign. Everything between them would be okay.
* * *
AS THE INCESSANT beat of the techno dance music throbbed throughout the club and vibrated through his body, Jordan shut his eyes and let his head fall back on the shoulder of the man behind him.
Mhmm, he’d needed this tonight. Boy had he been wired when he got home today. Not only wired. But horny. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so fired up. But man oh man , he thought—then laughed despite himself, because, yeah baby, sometimes two men were better than one. He’d tried that in the past, but really, all he wanted tonight was someone fun, frivolous, and very fucking capable of getting him off. And August was that man.
Jordan had his hands looped around the back of his friend’s neck as he gyrated his hips against the rigid cock aligning his ass, and he felt fantastic. Several minutes earlier he’d peeled his top off and shoved it into the pocket of his skintight jeans. As August ran his hands down his ribs to his waist and then , yesss, a little lower , Jordan let himself get lost in the delicious feel of being seduced.
He knew that’s exactly what August was doing, too. He’d known August since he was thirteen and on a family vacation in Lake Como, Italy. Yeah , if he and his family were rich, he wasn’t sure what that made August.But the term out of this world sprang to mind.
From that first vacation when they’d met, the two of them had been inseparable every summer, and when they’d turned fifteen and experimented with a few kisses and fumbling hands, they’d quickly discovered that the both of them were extremely compatible when it came to getting naked and having some casual fun.
August’s large palm flattened over the zipper of his jeans, and Jordan quickly added his own to increase the pressure so he could grind a little harder against that hand. He heard August’s wicked chuckle in his ear but didn’t give a fuck. It’d been too long since he’d been with someone who knew all the right buttons to push, so he was going to enjoy this to its full potential.
When August’s mouth skimmed across the shell of his ear, Jordan twisted his fingers under the dark shoulder-length hair that curled against his friend’s neck and tugged his head down so he could take those laughing lips in a hot, sweaty kiss.
Perspiration ran down Jordan’s temple and his body felt fevered as the song switched and an anthem with lyrics about respect blasted from the speakers. Jordan halted as the words filtered through his mind, and then shook his head, trying to shake them loose. He tried to lose himself in the rhythm and his partner, but as the lyrics continued on a loop in his head, a very different face was coming to mind. One with a brazen stare and an audacious tongue, and for a second, he lost his fucking footing.
When the heel of his boot came down on August’s toes, August cursed in his ear and tight fingers wrapped around one of his wrists. Jordan was spun around and yanked in close to his date, who lowered his head so he could speak directly in his ear. “Want to watch your feet, J? Or mine, for that matter?”
Jordan found August’s dark eyes and smiled apologetically. “Sorry, hon. I got distracted for a second there.”
“Yeah, I noticed. It’s all good. But now my foot’s throbbing as hard as my cock.
Finn, on the other hand, obviously wanted to talk, and what kind of friend would Derek be if he wasn’t there to listen?
As he caught up with his friend, he called out his name. “Yo, Finn! Finn, you drunk asshole. Wait up. I’m not gonna let you walk home by yourself.” And when Finn rounded to face him, he added, “Don’t go off all half-cocked—ha! Get it? Half-cocked?” trying to get a grin.
There was no immediate smile, but Finn did stop and wait for him, and Derek gave a sigh of relief, knowing that was his sign. Everything between them would be okay.
* * *
AS THE INCESSANT beat of the techno dance music throbbed throughout the club and vibrated through his body, Jordan shut his eyes and let his head fall back on the shoulder of the man behind him.
Mhmm, he’d needed this tonight. Boy had he been wired when he got home today. Not only wired. But horny. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been so fired up. But man oh man , he thought—then laughed despite himself, because, yeah baby, sometimes two men were better than one. He’d tried that in the past, but really, all he wanted tonight was someone fun, frivolous, and very fucking capable of getting him off. And August was that man.
Jordan had his hands looped around the back of his friend’s neck as he gyrated his hips against the rigid cock aligning his ass, and he felt fantastic. Several minutes earlier he’d peeled his top off and shoved it into the pocket of his skintight jeans. As August ran his hands down his ribs to his waist and then , yesss, a little lower , Jordan let himself get lost in the delicious feel of being seduced.
He knew that’s exactly what August was doing, too. He’d known August since he was thirteen and on a family vacation in Lake Como, Italy. Yeah , if he and his family were rich, he wasn’t sure what that made August.But the term out of this world sprang to mind.
From that first vacation when they’d met, the two of them had been inseparable every summer, and when they’d turned fifteen and experimented with a few kisses and fumbling hands, they’d quickly discovered that the both of them were extremely compatible when it came to getting naked and having some casual fun.
August’s large palm flattened over the zipper of his jeans, and Jordan quickly added his own to increase the pressure so he could grind a little harder against that hand. He heard August’s wicked chuckle in his ear but didn’t give a fuck. It’d been too long since he’d been with someone who knew all the right buttons to push, so he was going to enjoy this to its full potential.
When August’s mouth skimmed across the shell of his ear, Jordan twisted his fingers under the dark shoulder-length hair that curled against his friend’s neck and tugged his head down so he could take those laughing lips in a hot, sweaty kiss.
Perspiration ran down Jordan’s temple and his body felt fevered as the song switched and an anthem with lyrics about respect blasted from the speakers. Jordan halted as the words filtered through his mind, and then shook his head, trying to shake them loose. He tried to lose himself in the rhythm and his partner, but as the lyrics continued on a loop in his head, a very different face was coming to mind. One with a brazen stare and an audacious tongue, and for a second, he lost his fucking footing.
When the heel of his boot came down on August’s toes, August cursed in his ear and tight fingers wrapped around one of his wrists. Jordan was spun around and yanked in close to his date, who lowered his head so he could speak directly in his ear. “Want to watch your feet, J? Or mine, for that matter?”
Jordan found August’s dark eyes and smiled apologetically. “Sorry, hon. I got distracted for a second there.”
“Yeah, I noticed. It’s all good. But now my foot’s throbbing as hard as my cock.
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