Page 52 of The Bro Pact
But we’re so drunk and so horny, that I continue to let Kyle poke and prod at my entrance, wanting him to just stick it in.
Before I do something stupid like sit on it, I hop off and turn around, facing him this time. I roll my hips, allowing our erections to grind against each other.
Fuck!
This is the hottest lap dance of my life.
And it’s with a guy.
I start to get a little too into my moves, and the flimsy camping chair suddenly topples backward. We go sprawling to the dusty ground, laughter pouring out of us.
We scramble to our feet—drunk, naked, and chuckling like we didn’t just almost have sex.
“Want another drink?” Kyle murmurs, swaying on his feet as he stumbles to the RV.
“Yeah. Thanks, man.” I grab the speaker and follow him.
As he climbs the steps, I get an up close and personal view of his bare ass.
I get the urge to spread his cheeks and bury my face in between.
What is wrong with me?
I hover in the kitchen while he mixes two Jack and Cokes.
“We should continue the game inside,” I suggest, taking my drink from his outstretched hand.
Both of us are still buck-ass naked, and a flicker of uncertainty passes over his face, but he smiles shyly and agrees.
“I double dare you to kiss me anywhere you want,” Ky whispers.
I guess I’m not the only one getting drunker and hornier with each round of this game.
“Get on the bed and lean against the headboard.”
Kyle hurries to obey, listening with an eager sort of anticipation that I’m so fucking into.
Crawling between his open legs, he spreads them wider for me, displaying his heavy sac. His balls are covered in a light blond fuzz that I’m dying to feel.
I lean in, kissing the crease between his thigh and groin.
Kyle jumps at the foreign feeling.
I stare up at him, my grin cocky and ready for more. “You like that?” I bite my tongue ring, playing with it between my teeth.
Kyle only nods, his baby-blue eyes fully dilated and half-lidded, looking more like some sort of demon ready to possess me.
And now it’s time to take things even further.
If he’ll let me.
“I dare you to let me suck your cock.”
CHAPTER TWENTY
KYLE
I’m sure I misheard him, so I just stare without any sort of reaction.
