“You gotta love yourself, buddy. Like I love ya. That’s all. Just – you know – be who you are.”I know all you cranked-up-cocksuckers that ar...e reading this are getting ideas, and I’ll admit I’ve had a few of my own. But it wasn’t like that with us. Hardly ever. I mean – hardly. There was that one night when we both got fucked up and the next thing ya know, we were making out. That was hot as fuck. I always took him for a ‘lay-back-and-let-ya-suck-it’ kind of straight dude, not a making-out kind. I told myself don’t be a push over and go for the sex. I was right she was looking for money to replace a tire on her car that had gone bad. She asked me if there was ANYTHING she could do to earn this money as she wasn’t a mooch. Here was the opening I was looking for well before I even had to ask. So being the horn dog I am I told her I’m always horny. She played word games and I just said well my offer stands if you want and told her which truck I was in and walked away. I had just got my. Itll just be a quickie. Ohhh Chris moaned as I continued to kiss him. I could feel his cock getting hard, poking at my ass now! Got him! I thought. I kissed him for a few more seconds before getting off his lap and moving us both to his bed. I pushed Chris down first, and then crawled in next to him. Get your pants off honey. As he undid his jeans, I undressed myself as well, taking off my sweats. When he was done, I instantly got on top of him and pulled my thong to the side as I guided his. ’ He hung up the phone and looked apologetically at Julia. ‘We need to make a pit stop first.’ She nodded and started the car. Five minutes and one hasty explanation later, Julia’s Camry pulled up in front of the main entrance to the RBC Center. There were only two police cars there, but the dual sets of flashing lights served as a beacon, drawing anyone within range to North Carolina State’s basketball arena. Tim saw Carlos’ blood red Ford Fusion parked 100 feet away from all the commotion,.