I picture Sarah’s ass, and my hand moves faster.
Yes. That’s a nice ass.
Now she’s pulling her panties to the side and tells me she wants me to fuck her rough. I pump faster, harder.
Yes, yes, fuck I’ll cum.
“RAGE!” Someone yells my name from the other side of the door.
Fuck!
I stop jerking, and feel my orgasm fading away.
Fuck, fuck!
Knock-knock.
“Rage, open up!” It’s Carter.
I jump up and open the door, and pretty boy walks in uninvited.
“What the fuck do you want Carter?” I ask him in an unfriendly tone.
He stutters. “I-it’s Bruno. H-he called me ten minutes ago and–” He bounces around the room, dodging my personal belongings, ignoring that I'm in my underwear.
With a hard-on…
“So? Did you get his location?”
“No. Before I could get him talking about that, he said all of a sudden that he was going to call me again in an hour.”
“Did he say anything before hanging up?”
“No. Why?”
“I see.” I go silent, analyzing Bruno’s reaction. Carter looks at me, waiting for my explanation.
I cross my arms over my chest and frown. “What?”
“Oh, you’re going to make me ask you? Fine! What the fuck?”
“He probably thought he was being tailed. That’s why he did that. If that’s the case, then he’ll call back in a few minutes.”
“He said an hour.” He throws his hands in the air.
“Uh-huh. You don’t know him like I do when it comes tolosing tails, pretty boy. He’ll ring you any second now, you’ll see.”
“Whatever.” He stays silent for a second then asks, “Why is your dick hard?”
“I’ll tell you when you get older.” I walk away.
Carter’s phone rings.
“It’s him!” Carter says, visibly surprised.
“Wipe that surprised look off your face and take the goddamn call,” I urge him.
“Who would’ve thought? You were actually right.”
