Out on The Street

My phone buzzed as I was heading for my car. It was Dylan's reply. He was wondering if I was trying to start something by sending that pic, but regardless, I had. "Get home. Fast," he ended the message.

Well, good. After this day, this ridiculous day, what I need most was A, to just forget it, and B, to get fucked. Badly. And Dylan and his cock were exactly what i needed for both.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!