Stuart

"It's Stuart, Gary met him through Sharon," Veevee whispered to Hank as they stood in the shadows looking into their living room.

"Right, Gary was car-sitting his van," Hank whispered back.

Gary had just finished fucking Stuart the surfer dude. He sat back on his knees, recovering.

"Thank you, Gary my man," Stuart said. "You're kinda big for my ass, so next time you watch my van we'll trade something else, huh?"

"Okay," Gary said. "Thanks. That felt really good. Even if it's just once."

"You never let me in," a young man by Stuart's side said.

"You never earned it, T-Bar," Stuart said. "Take it up with your girlfriend maybe." He stroked his erection. "Hm, who wants this?"

"Kevin does!" said a petite young woman, bare naked with a surfer's tan darkening her golden skin. Sitting at Stuart's side, she looked like she might be barely five feet tall. Her straight black hair buzzed short on the sides.

"I do not, Rei," Kevin said. Rei's companion was a lanky redhead probably a foot taller than her.

"But you would, I know you," Rei said.

"Huh," Kevin said. "How about you?"

"You know I'm a one-dick chick, and that one's yours, babe," Rei said, rubbing Kevin's half-erection.

Stuart looked over the young people in the Menards' living room, figuring who might be up to take him on. His gaze landed on Trent, sometimes known as T-Bar, on Gary, and on another young person who hadn't spoken up.