Have I always been this way, or is it just him?It’s a cliché, right? Gay sex Understood?”I nodded, and he guided my head with his grip, forcing me to take him in. Please!”“How do you want me to fuck you, whore?”“I don’t care! how did I get here?My poor heart was beating so loud and fast that I could hear its beat against my eardrums as I walked up to him. Zane pulled me off him, holding my hair and jaw. I want to fuck you! “Fuck, yes, man. I purred, not even trying to hold back now. Let’s try it like this.” Zane untied me and pulled me up to sit. Slower. So, I did what I’d been doing all week—drove by the station. Sorry, I wasn’t really thinking clearly. I kept humping him from below, desperate for him to release my cock but too embarrassed to say it out loud.I was beside myself when he started to move down my body and finally opened my pants, pulling them down. Thanks.”Zane was about to leave the room when he turned back. I’m still exploring the possibilities.”“Right.”Zane’s tone shifted as he looked intently at me. “I’m going to the store. Zane stared at me intently.”Wait here, whore.”I gulped, and not trusting my voice,
