Chapter 6

Doesn’t seem to bother him that I’m still here bantering. Bobby lifted an eyebrow, having come to a decision. “Too young even for a little bit of fun? I’m only too young if you plan to get serious if you don’t…” Bobby shrugged his shoulders. “I’m open to suggestions.”2

Keith sat up on the king-sized bed in the apartment over the club. “That was nice.” That was earth-shattering, Jesus Christ, what did he do to me?

“It was wasn’t it?” Bobby stretched. “Where is the bathroom? I have to clean up.”

“Nah, you lie there, I’ll get a washcloth.” What have I gotten myself into? I can’t wait to see him again. Hell, I don’t want him to leave. Pipe down—you’re too old for him.

Keith padded to the bathroom, came back with a wet cloth, a dry towel and proceeded to clean Bobby’s chest and ass of cum and lube.

“You didn’t have to do that.” Bobby stretched again like a cat waking from a pleasant nap.