Page 5 of Thrust Me Daddy

‘Hell yeah,’ Ranger replies, duly grabbing his board and powering on ahead of me. ‘Last one to the SUV buys the pizza!’

‘Asshole!’ I laugh, noting how Ranger is streaking ahead of me. ‘It’s almost like you planned this whole thing!’

As expected, Ranger does arrive at the SUV before me, but to be honest all I care about is getting the heating turned up to max so that both of us can dry off.

With our boards secured on the roof rack and the heating system pumping out enough hot air to power a hot air balloon, I strip down to my pants and allow myself a moment of relaxation.

‘Damn, you’re looking good,’ Ranger says, his eyes all over my body. ‘Too bad you’re a Daddy…’

‘Ha!’ I retort. ‘We’ve been over this. I’m strictly a Daddy only. Unless you’re a boy, I ain’t interested.’

‘Pffft, whatever,’ Ranger replies, grabbing a towel and roughly drying his bleached blond hair. ‘I’m the same bro. Unless he’s a baby boy, I’m not going there.’

The two of us laugh together.

It’s undeniable that there’s a little bit of attraction between us, but it’s more like two bros mutually admiring one another than anything real.

Ranger and I are the same age and have the same outlook on life.

In many ways, it would make sense for us to get together as a couple – and I certainly don’t mind admitting that he’s got one hell of a body on him to go with a face that wouldn’t look out of place on the red carpet.

But…

Ranger’s as pure a Daddy as I am.

So that’s a big no-go as far as both of us are concerned.

Anyway, mine and Ranger’s friendship goes back over fifteen years at this point and if something was going to happen it would have done many, many years ago before we both got to fully understand the whole Daddy thing.

‘Come on, let’s let Google do its magic and point us in the direction of the nearest café or diner,’ I say, taking my phonefrom underneath the driver’s seat. ‘I’ve worked up an appetite. I’m hungry. And thirsty too.’

‘What’s new?’ Ranger laughs. ‘But, yeah,same.’

With that, the pair of us finish off drying our bodies and get into our dry clothes.

It’s time to hit the road and get something big and hot in our mouths.

And if we’re extra lucky, there might even be a cute boy or two serving up some thick, juicy pancakes for us to devour…

‘This is some crazy ass weather,’ Ranger says, gripping the sides of the passenger seat as I take a corner a little too quickly. ‘I’m happy to wait an extra few minutes for my pancakes if it means we get their alive too…’

‘I hear you,’ I reply, slowing the SUV down a touch as the sound of thunder draws closer. ‘But what we don’t want is to get stuck out on the road when the lightning comes. Trust me. I’ve been exactlytherein Costa Rica. It ain’t good.’

Ranger nods.

We don’t need to say another word and I pump the accelerator again, the SUV’s handling being pushed to the limits as I navigate a steep downhill bend that winds itself from left to right and back again.

‘How about we set up a cross-country rally car team?’ I laugh, relieved but full of adrenalin. ‘You on navigation, me behind the wheel.’

‘I’ll pass,’ Ranger replies. ‘I’ll be sticking to the water. No offence.’

‘None taken,’ I reply, the road straightening up ahead of me and a slight respite coming as the thunder eases off. ‘So… any new boys on the scene?’

I glance at Ranger and see a big smile breaking.

That means one thing, and one thing only…

‘Right, so I’m guessing three weeks into the month and there’s already been at least three hook-ups?’ I say, rolling my eyes.

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