Clearly checking me out.“Damn, brother, you’re starting to look real soft to me.”My face paled. I blamed the vodka.“That’s it,” he muttered, adding a third finger. Gay sex I let out a sigh—he had a point.“Fine.” I took it. I flinched, but then his tongue was in my mouth, and I couldn’t stop myself, kissing him back. We caught a fish yesterday—well, I caught it but Bradley ate most of it. He cared more about his macros than surviving.He even wrestled me for the last protein bar. Keep your dick in your pants and stop saying weird shit like that.”I stood up but he was faster, blocking me.“Relax, man. A body. “You did, didn’t you? Just kinda floated there. But at least he put on a decent entertainment.Thankfully, we still had a few protein bars left. My hands gripped his back without thinking, clawing. I also did not take any chances so I just let it be. If you’re looking for something fun to read, try this.
