He was in place now, kneeling between Jimmy’s spread thighs. Gay sex He protected himself against it. He was big too where it counted with Jimmy. And this time he wouldn’t be so green as to let two fake cops fuck him. He did like a man doing him.Jimmy continued to assert that he was eighteen—and legal. Do it. Stan wasn’t making love to him; he was seizing Jimmy’s core and trying to rip it out of him. “He’s got money. Opening his eyes after his moment of thrill, the man looked through the windshield over Jimmy’s shoulders.“Are those cops?” he asked, his voice panicked.“Maybe,” Jimmy answered.“Pull your jeans on and get out of the car,” the man said, as he reached down for his trousers.In less than a minute, Jimmy, still buttoning up his jeans and twenty-five dollars wadded up in his hand, was standing on the broken concrete apron by the closed gas station, and the red Impala was coasting out of the gas station lot, past the blue sedan.The cops didn’t follow the Impala.
