Chapter 42

“I want to see it on you.” He came close, positioned in a way so his dick touched mine. He put the tie around my neck, and tied it into a perfect bow.

“I couldn’t do that if you paid me. On actual prom night my father…”

Angel flinched.

“Sorry.”

“I am.” He kissed my forehead. “I’ll teach you.” He pumped my cock as he spoke, and then undid the tie. He needed both to re-tie it, but as soon as he was done, one of them was back on my hard-on, fully exposed, because we’d pushed all the covers to the bottom of the bed.

“I must look like Yogi Bear,” I said, looking at myself in the glass door. “Fur and a bow tie.”

“Yogi wears a necktie. You look like Boo Boo.”

“Really?”

“I deal in facts. And the fact is, you’re sexy as fuck.” Angel yanked the tail of the bowtie hard, undoing it again, and making me roll into him, like he had fallen into me back in the locker room a lifetime ago. Instead of holding hands, he tugged me forward, until we both stood beside the bed. “You’re my boo.”