First. Breathe. That was hot as fuck. Please cross more lines.
Two. Resend that damn video.
Three. Sorry about my delayed response. You short-circuited my brain, and I wasn’t thinking. I should have messaged back right away.
Four. I hope this makes up for the scare I just caused you.
I upload my video.
I get my phone plugged in, hit the light, and settle into bed. My phone dings, and my smile is instant. I snatch my phone and see I have two messages. I open our text chain, and there’s a picture of Shane’s fully hard dick imprint pressing eagerly against his yellow banana boxers.
Sunshine
Look what you do to me, JJ. Getting off this much cannot be healthy. And yes, I wore these just for you.
Me
There are some other things I’d like to see you in.
Sunshine
Ask me nicely, and maybe you’ll find yourself getting your wish.
Me
Pretty please.
Sunshine
Now you’ll have to wait and see. Good night, Storm Cloud.
Me
Night, Sunshine.
THIRTY
SHANE
I ease off second,giving myself a healthy lead. I got myself a nice little double, and now Olander’s up to bat. I have two stolen bases already this game. I’m ready to make it three. This pitcher’s motion is slow, and I’m speedy as all hell, so my coaches have been giving me the green light all night. My eyes are trained on my third base coach.
No sign.
The pitch comes in.
Foul ball.
I retreat back to the base, then dance off the bag again once the pitcher gets set, attention flicking between him and my coach.
Go.
I explode toward third, feet pounding the dirt, arms pumping, head low.Mine, mine, mine.This base is mine. I slide, dirt spraying up as my foot slams into the base. The third baseman’s glove slaps down on me. I wink up at him.Nice try, bro.
I pop up and dust myself off.
Woo boy! Three stolen bases. Icing on this amazing cake of a week. Everything is back to right. Almost feels likeGroundhog Day. Take two of Shane and Jed. We haven’t had a chance to hook up since the backseat of his Range Rover, but we’ve had some ridiculously hot video calls.
Paulie and Easton have been teasing me mercilessly for how easily I fell back on Jed’s dick. But, like, can you blame a guy? I was just given my new toy back. Let me playyyy.
