Chapter 7

Trevor leans closer to my face. He smells like beer. Too much of the shit. His lips almost connect with mine. “Anyway you can introduce me to your buddy? I’d like to take him home tonight. His ass is amazing, and I want to taste it.”

I’m about to tell the guy to fuck off but Jamie steps up to our twosome.

“Gentleman, I’m hard and need a guy to fuck.”

“Pick me,” Trevor says: giddy, bubbly, playfully.

Jamie gives him a down-up scan and turns mean. “You’re not sexy enough for me. I want a man, not a woman.”

Trevor loses the smile on his face immediately. “Fuck you!” he yells at Jamie, shares daggers with him, and rushes away, obviously hurt.

I tell Jamie, “That wasn’t so nice.”

He curdles my stomach when he replies, “I’m not here to be nice. I’m here to get my dick sucked and shoot my load inside some man-ass.”

Again, typical Jamie. Typical night out with him. Just typical.