Because Colin Hunt was totally, completely, one hundred percent in love with Dexter Erikson8
Fuck like rabbits.
Was that the expression?
Or was it like bunnies?
However the expression went, that’s what Dexter and Colin’s relationship consisted of in the months that follow. Dexter didn’t have it in him to make Colin wait until the new year. Couldn’t do it to that adorable guy. Couldn’t do it to himself either. Not especially after the night of Colin’s showcase. Which the kid earned a damn A on.
“After all the damn freaking out you did, you get a fucking A?”
“Well? I guess so!”
Dexter was glad he didn’t wait.
Colin had been a damn saint that night. Or the fucking Devil. However he looked at it, Dexter was the one who benefited most. Four orgasms, that night. Four. Dexter’s been able to get off more than once before, but four? Kid really wanted to show his gratitude, and boy, did he. Colin had Dexter screaming. All out, top of his lungs screaming.