Chapter 87
Chapter 87:
“Suuure,” I grinned, and he laughed before getting out of bed. His cock was visibly hard, but he kept walking to his drawers. Seconds later, he pulled out several jockstraps.
“Black, pink, blue, navy, rainbow, gold,” he listed with a smile.
The man kept pulling jockstraps out one after another, like he was some kind of magician, and I laughed so hard that it brought tears to my eyes.
“I don’t know if you’re a hoarder, a magician, a stripper, or if this is some kind of kink,” I teased.
He chuckled, telling me it was Bill and Rhys’s doing. “They modeled for an underwear startup company and got lots of samples.
They gave them away to any gay friends to help spread the fashion brand p>
“Okay, so you’re taking that for our four-day trip. And now… I want to see you in the blue one, please,” I bit my lip, eager to fuck him in it. When Remy put it on, he gave the strap a quick snap, and I groaned as my dick throbbed. I couldn’t wait to be inside him.
“Come here, you tease,” I said. He laughed, jumping into the bed and wiggling his ass, asking for a solid smack. When my palm made contact with his cheeks, he moaned sexily, and I lost it. I pushed his chest to the bed and fucked him hard, reaching for the lube and condom I had placed earlier on his bedside table.
When my legs were about to give out, I emptied myself inside him while he soiled the blue jockstrap with his cum.
“Thank you, I fucking needed that…” I slumped to his side, and he cuddled up under my arm.
“I like seeing you in my bed,” he murmured.
“Mmmhm… I like being in your bed,” I replied.
I was so excited for the next day that I could barely contain my thrill about the foreign country Ghazi was going to take me to, especially since I had never been outside the country before. He wouldn’t even tell me where we were going, saying it was going to be a surprise. He mentioned picking me up before lunch, and while we had planned to leave early, it got postponed because of a last-minute meeting. He apologized, but I assured him it was fine and that I could use the time to rest.
But, of course, I only managed to sleep for two freaking hours, which annoyed the hell out of me. I had hoped to get some rest so I’d be refreshed when he picked me up, but knowing I couldn’t get back to sleep, I decided to throw on some clothes and grab my favorite creamy coffee and donuts from the coffee shop around the corner. Maybe it would calm my excitement a bit.
The walk was nice, the morning air still cool, and everything was quiet. It was early, so there weren’t many people out.
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As I approached the coffee shop, I saw a couple and a child.
The man looked strangely familiar. It wasn’t until he turned around that I recognized him. His eyes locked with mine as the woman fussed with the kid, and they both entered the coffee shop.
The child looked just like my dad. My steps faltered, my chest tightened, and I had to take a deep breath to steady myself. I stood frozen, just a few meters away from the coffee shop.
“Are you following us?” His voice was sharp, accusing. It felt like my chest was being crushed.
“W-what?” I stammered, confused. This update is available on.net
“You heard me. Are you following us? What do you want? Money p>
I hadn’t thought about my adoptive parents in so long. Not once had I ever asked for money from them since I moved away for college. I took whatever they were willing to give, but I never looked back.