Chapter 2
Tyler burst out laughing at that, reaching over to high-five Jake as he cracked open a beer from the fridge, the foam spilling a little over his hand that he licked off slowly, his tongue darting out in a way that made me think dirty thoughts I should not be having.
“Ha, yeah, you two are hilarious,” I muttered under my breath, grabbing my bag again and turning toward the hall, but inside my head.
It was a mess, thoughts swirling about how their bodies looked, how casual they were about being half-naked, and that musky smell in the air that had to be from them getting off earlier.
I could picture it too clearly, Jake with his hand down his pants, stroking that thick c**k I had accidentally glimpsed once at a family pool party, or Tyler grinding against his bed while watching
