The Garage

You open the garage to find the lights on. However, you find it odd that its so empty given the massive party going on.

"HEY! OUATA HERE. I DON'T KNOW HOW MANY TIMES I NEED TO TELL YOU FUCKERS TO READ THE SIGN" A rough deep voice says. A tall ginger man pops out from behind the hood of the car. You look at the door.

OFF LIMITS

You look back at the man.

"What's off limits, you close the door behind you, locking it so you two can be alone."

"The garage, now get..." He replied

"You need me here right now and you'll let me know it." You stare into his eyes, he looked confused.

"Why do I feel I need you here all of a sudden?"

"What's your name?"

"Dimitri" He replied. Huh, why did he look so familiar.

"You don't have a son that goes here named Derrick by any chance?"

"No, but a nephew...what you meet him."

"Yep I think so." Dang was this guy hot. "So what are you working on?"

"Oh, one of those frat guys hired me to fix their car, but I can't seem to figure out what's wrong with it with all this loud music."

"Can I take a look" you say.

"Go ahead" Dimitri replies stepping aside. You look down, but really just take advantage of the opportunity to get Dimitri to look at your ass.

"I see the issue" you say after a minute of touching various parts of the engine abscently, "The car's run out of juice."

"Juice? but I just changed the gas. It has a full tank."

"Not that kind of juice. Semen. Everyone knows that the best way to jump start a car is for two men to cum on it." Dimitri looked confused at first, but then recognition dawned on his face.

"Your right, it's so obvious. Damn, I must be an ass mechanic."

"Well you defiantly have an ass," you give his a quick smack.

"Ha, that I do." He laughed. "Hey will you do me a huge favor and help me jumpstart the car?" Dimitri asked.

"Sure, as long as you service my..."