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good or bad thing—until I kiss him and make up his mind for him.

And it’s on those silky, slippery sheets that I make him all mine, kissing his lips, tasting his hard exposed nipples, and bathing his rippling abs with my warm, wet tongue. I taste him everywhere. I taste his exposed armpits with my tongue, causing him to buck, tickled and squirming and turned on at the same time. I bite the waistband of his tiny bikini briefs and drag them down, exposing his hard cock to my face, which I quickly devour, inch after inch. Tye, completely ungagged and with his mouth fully free to express his every emotion, lets out moan after delirious moan as I consume him.

My mouth is traded for my hand, which rides up and down his slippery cock, causing Tye’s gasps and breathing to become vocal. He was so worked up from our long photo shoot, I know it won’t take long, despite my wishing I could make it last all night. I pull out my own cock, throbbing from its neglect, spit on a hand, and jerk us both at the same time.

We both need relief. We both deserve relief.

And when we come together over his valley of deeply creviced ab muscles, it’s like a river we’ve carved together of our long-delayed satisfaction.

Neither of us will forget tonight for a long time.

“I’ve never felt so …” Tye interrupts himself with a sudden bout of laughter, which fills my little bedroom space.

We’re both lying on our backs, staring up at the ceiling, mostly naked, and his head is rested on my arm, which I slid behind it, with his body somewhat pressed against mine. I’ve freed his arms and legs. Neither of us have bothered to clean up, for now enjoying the peaceful afterglow too much to care about the mess on our bodies.

I lean my head a bit to the side, feeling the tiny spikes of his buzzed head against my cheek. “You never felt so what?”

“Everything?”

After such a long overdue orgasm, every little thought feels so profound and reality-breaking. “I just realized I don’t know the first damned thing about you. Where you live. Who you live with. Or if you got a brother or sister … or both? If you’re in school, or got a job, or homeless …”

“Huh, true. I didn’t mean to hide anything. I guess I just …” He seems to smile, from the tone of his voice. “I don’t know a lot about you, either.”

“Let’s remedy this,” I suggest.

“Let’s. So I live in East City, just before the—”

I press a finger to his lips. “After a shower.”

“Or … in the shower?”

I smirk, liking the way he thinks.

A minute later, we’re shrouded in steam in my shower, which is also a dramatically big area made out of an old utility closet, which used to store tons of supplies for the building and has a water main. In that shower, while washing like a pair of sweaty dudes in a locker room after a gym session, we spitfire factoids about ourselves at each other like a verbal tennis match.

“I’m in East City, like I said,” he tells me. “I’m still with my parents. They love me, and it’s great, but I want to get out into the world, know what I mean? Find my independence. Be on my own and start my life. Are you from here? From Mayville?”

“Grayson Point, originally. My parents are off traveling the world, enjoying ‘retirement’, I guess. The two of them deserve it, after the tough time they’ve had getting to where they’re at.”

“They had a tough time?”

I snort. “You kidding? The two might’ve been high school sweethearts, but my nonna wanted my pops to marry some nice Italian girl. Of course, my parents fell in love anyway, resisted the pressure for them to break up, and my mama won them over in the end with her strength and devotion to my pops … and her home cookin’.” I chuckle. “Fast-forward three children later—that’s my two older sisters followed by me—and you got my whole family. Guess nothing does the trick like a spread of good food.”

“Two sisters? Wow. I wish I had siblings.”

“Everyone says that … ‘til they have them. Just kidding,” I quickly add with a laugh. “My sisters are cool as fuck. So tell me something else about yourself. Besides living at home. You in school?”

“I’m taking a few online courses, but I’d love to attend college when I can