Chapter 1
Daniel’s POV.
The party was finally dying down, that heavy bass thump from inside the house fading into a distant pulse while the backyard patio emptied out under those cheap string lights, leaving just a few stragglers laughing too loud before they stumbled off into the night.
I had spent the whole evening nursing my own drink, staying mostly sober on purpose, my eyes glued to Derek the entire time as he got louder and sloppier with the guys, his laughs turning into these deep belly chuckles that made his broad chest shake under his tight shirt.
I kept feeding him stronger mixed drinks under the excuse of bro bonding, casually bringing up his girlfriend drama to watch him vent and knock them back faster, my own c**k twitching in my jeans every time his voice got thicker an
