Total pages in book: 95
Estimated words: 91961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 91961 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 460(@200wpm)___ 368(@250wpm)___ 307(@300wpm)
“It’s called research for Daddy. Knowing how to pleasure your man is a full-time job. I should be able to write it off on my taxes.”
“Hayden would kill you if he heard you say that.”
“Yeah, he would,” I pipe up as I’m finishing up cleaning the espresso machine along the wall.
Derek rolls his eyes. “Oh, please. If the IRS ever comes for me, I’m just going to be like, ‘Meet my accountant Hayden and his hottie redhead boyfriend. How do you feel about DPing?’ ”
“Derek!” Gary says, his eyes widening as he gives Derek a cross look before scanning the coffeehouse for anyone who might have overheard.
“Wait, what is going on?” I say, moving away from the espresso machine and eager to hear about this delicious piece of gossip.
Derek winces at me. “Thanks, Evan. I was going to say that everyone in Midtown already knows, so Gary wouldn’t give me shit. But guess you ruined that excuse.”
“Wait. What’s DPing?” I ask.
Gary and Derek glance at each other before turning their attention to me. “You’re kidding, right?” Gary asks.
I shake my head. “Do I look like I’m kidding?”
“Oh, my sweet summer child,” Derek says.
Gary shakes his head. “You know, it doesn’t matter because that’s not a thing we should be discussing while Evan’s on the clock, and we’re in the middle of a Midtown coffeehouse.”
I turn to Bradley, who’s on his phone on the other side of the bar, probably chatting up some guy on Grindr. “Bradley, cover me for a ten?”
“You got it, kid,” he replies without even looking up from his phone. It’s not a busy hour for us, so who gives a fuck?
I turn back to the guys and say, “Off the clock now. So this DPing thing…”
“Double penetration, Evan. Two dicks, one hole,” Derek offers, seeming to totally disregard Gary’s concern.
“Hayden and Cody did that? Like as a couple?”
Gary’s jaw tenses as he turns and gives Derek another stern look. “You see? This is how rumors get started.”
“I know how rumors get started. I’m the one who starts them, thank you very much.”
Derek turns his attention back to me and puts his hand beside his mouth as though that will magically keep anyone outside of us from hearing him. “This twink named Finn from Chicago was the guy they did it with. He’s a sweetie. And probably their most satisfied customer. They weren’t together yet when it happened. Just like messing around.”
“Oh…” I say. “Still…that sounds like a lot.”
Derek shakes his head. “I’m just horrified that no one had ever told you about DPing…or at least tried it with you. You’ve done it, right, Gare-bear?”
Gary’s eyes widen, his brows jumping up his forehead. “What? No!”
Derek’s jaw drops. “Don’t say it like that! You make it sound like you’re judging me.”
“No, I just can’t imagine sticking two dicks in my butt. Travis’s is more than enough.”
“Yeah, Frankie’s is…” I stop, realizing I’ve gotten caught up in their conversation, though they both seem eager for me to go on. “It was intimidating enough. I can’t imagine sticking more back there.”
“Good thing is,” Derek says, “you don’t have to imagine it. It can happen. Just butt science.”
I laugh, and even Gary relaxes, chuckling.
“Anyway, we all have our thing, you know?” Derek adds. “We’ve all heard about the nasty shit the guys across the way from your unit see you and Frankie doing.”
“Wait, what?” I ask, more than a little freaked out. I reflect on all the puppy play we’ve shared, wondering if we’ve ever done it in a place where people could see us.
“That was a joke,” Derek tells me. “I’m just shitting you. No one said anything to me, but now I wish I had video. What kind of kinky sex are you guys into?”
“I mean, probably nothing kinkier than you and Jackson,” I say, but I doubt that’s true. I don’t imagine Derek is running around on all fours in full puppy gear in the bedroom with Jackson. But what I’m doing really isn’t about the sex. There’s an aspect that’s hot, especially when it starts with me with a tail in my ass and ends up with Frankie’s cock in me, but what I get out of the experience is so much more than a kink. The sex is just a plus.
“Please tell me you spice things up a little bit, though,” Derek says.
“I have my little bag of tricks.” But really, what I have is more like a pull-out shelf filled with puppy gear.
“A bag of tricks?” Gary asks, pulling his attention away from his laptop. “Now you have me intrigued. Do you care to share with the class?”
“I usually save show and tell just for Frankie.” I have to admit, I’m enjoying having this secret part of me that I can just share with Frankie. It’s been nice having our friends know the truth about what we’re doing, but there’s something more intimate about the fact that the puppy play is just between the two of us. But I have been looking up PupStravaganza at the Eagle. I think we’re about ready for that. I’d at least be willing to try.