An Evening Night Out
Carl hugged his mom and dad goodbye, followed by Chuck. Carl’s mom telling Chuck ‘You’re a nice guy, Chuck. I want to see you next time Carl comes home. Hopefully, Jeremy will also visit. I miss him and Kayla being together.” Chuck bit his lip and said, “I had a great time. Thank you for your hospitality. You have a great son, Mrs. Buller.” “I told you, call me Carla.”, Mrs. Buller said as she punched him in the arm. Chuck pretended pain and said, “Ouch! Yes ma’am! Um, I mean, Carla.” Kayla then gave Chuck a hug and said, “Take good care of my brother, Chuck. I’m glad he found himself and I’m glad he found you.” Chuck smiled at Kayla and said, “Thanks. That means a lot, Kayla. I’ll do my best. Have a great New Year, and a safe trip back to England.” She said, “Thanks. At least I know I’ll have some peace to sleep at night.” She couldn’t help but grin as Chuck turned red. Then she said, “Sorry, but I couldn’t resist. I said the same thing to Carl earlier.” The Bullers all said their goodbyes, then Carl and Chuck hit the road. They chose to leave before sunrise to beat traffic.
Jeremy was in the kitchen with Travis making coffee. Travis said, “I appreciated the advice yesterday. It definitely made a difference and I’m getting better.” Jeremy said, “I noticed. You weren’t choking nearly as often as you were with Tim.” Travis grinned, “Not to mention the difference in length and thickness.” Jeremy laughed and said, “I wasn’t going to go there, but Tim is still growing, and he isn’t small.” Travis said, “No, not at all. He’s almost seven inches. It’s just that you’re kind of above average.” Jeremy smiled and turned a little red. He was about to say something when the door opened as Carl and Chuck walked in. Jeremy said, “The sun is barely up. You must have left pretty early.” Carl said, “We wanted to beat the traffic. I’m just going to grab some clothes. Would you mind washing my clothes from the weekend when you do laundry. I could take them with to Chuck’s.” Jeremy replied, “No worries. Leave them here.” “I can wash them for you, Carl”, Tim’s said as he walked from the direction of Jeremy’s bedroom. This did not go unnoticed by Carl as he said with a grin, “Thanks for the offer, Tim. I’ll let you guys fight it out.” Carl tossed the bag with his dirty clothes to a boxers-clad Tim and headed into his bedroom with Chuck. As they got inside, Carl asked Chuck, “Did you notice that Tim came out of Jeremy’s room? My room doesn’t look disturbed at all.” Chuck grinned, “I certainly did take notice. I didn’t see Chris or Elijah either.”
When Carl and Chuck came out of Carl’s bedroom, Carl asked, “Where’s Chris and Elijah?” “I’m right here.”, Chris said as he emerged from Jeremy’s bedroom in a pair of orange CK briefs. His hair was wet showing he had just gotten out of the shower. Then Carl and Chuck realized that Tim’s hair was still wet also. They smiled at each other, then Jeremy said, “Elijah stayed another night at his parent’s place. He should be back today unless he decides to stay longer.” Carl smiled, then said, “I’m glad you no longer have to deal with the creepy preacher any longer, Tim, you too Travis.” Travis smiled, “You should have seen Tim at the sentencing. He not only stood up to Smith, he had some words for his father too.” Chuck said, “Good for you, Tim!” Carl smiled, “I’m really proud of you, Tim!” Carl then walked over and hugged Tim, getting a tight squeeze from Tim in return, “Thanks Carl. I feel so much better now that he’s in prison. He won’t be able to hurt any more kids.” Carl whispered into Tim’s ear, “So, how are things going with you and Travis?” Tim whispered back, “Great. Travis has my heart, and I have his.” Carl smiled as they broke their hug and said, “I’m happy for you both.” Then he said quietly so only Tim could hear, “I noticed my room looks undisturbed, almost like it wasn’t slept in last night.” Tim’s face turned crimson, and he couldn’t keep his smile hidden. Carl said, “That’s what I thought. I’ll be staying at Chuck’s place again tonight, so if you need to, my room’s available, but only if you need it.”
Carl went into the kitchen asked Jeremy, “Did the material arrive, and what the fuck happened to the fence, hedge and Chris’ jeep?” Jeremy turned to Carl and Chuck, “A woman’s tire blew, and she apparently swerved in front of some guy. He in turn hit her car, sending it rolling into Chris’ jeep. As far as the material, a lot of it arrived. I was down in the basement checking it out to see what we can get started on. We’ll probably hold off until after New Year.” Carl said, “Yeah, but maybe we can do a little of it this week while we still have off. I hate to say it, but the insurance company is probably going to total the jeep. Do you have any classes this week?” Jeremy said, “Yeah, Chris and I both have a class on Friday. The start of our new semester. At least I have off from work until next Monday. If Henry gives the ok, I guess we could get a start on it tomorrow.” Carl said, “Sounds good. Chuck and I are going out for dinner tonight and then I’m staying at his place. I’ll see you tomorrow.” Carl and Jeremy hugged and then Carl gave him a kiss. Chuck hugged him also. They then also hugged Chris, Tim and Travis goodbye, then headed out.
Later that afternoon, Chuck was saying to Carl, “Come on, the food is great, and the clientele isn’t all gay. Straight people eat there too. We won’t see anyone there who will recognize us anyway.” Carl said, “I don’t know. Is the food that good?” Chuck said, “It has a four-star rating, one of the few in the area.” Carl sighed, “Alright. Since you’re that adamant about it. I just know that anyone I’ve ever heard talk about it call it the gay restaurant.” Chuck laughed and said, “Well, it’s owned by a gay couple.”
They arrived at the restaurant and were greeted by the maître D. He looked to be in his late forties, “May I help you?” Chuck said, “We have a reservation under Napoli.” Ah, yes, Mr. Napoli. Please, follow me to your table.” As they followed him, Carl whispered to Chuck, “He looked at us like we were his next meal.” Chuck grinned, “I know, right.” As they arrived at a table, they were seated. The maître d then said, “Your waiter will be right with you. I hope you enjoy your meal. I’m Michael. If you have any questions or complaints, please have the waiter summon me.” Chuck said, “I will, thank you.” Michael then seemed to stand there staring at them for longer than necessary before returning to the entrance of the restaurant. Moments later, their waiter arrived, “Hi, my name is Stephen and I’ll be your waiter this evening. Can I get you something to drink?”. Stephen handed them each a menu with a smile. Stephen was probably around eighteen, with blond curly hair and a boyishly cute face. They ordered some wine and Stephen rushed off to put their order in. They were surprised when Stephen returned with two glasses and a bottle of wine, “Michael instructed me to give you this bottle of wine as a gift to you.” Stephen filled the wine glasses and then left the bottle for them to finish. Carl thought this was unusual. Chuck knew it was and said, “Please, thank Michael for us. That was incredibly gracious of him.” Stephen replied, “I will. This is a first for me. I’ve never seen him do this before, but then you two are a gorgeous couple, if I may say so.” Carl blushed and Chuck said, “Thank you, Stephen.” Stephen said, “I can take your order now or I can return if you need more time.” Chuck said, “I think we need a few more minutes, Stephen. Thank you.” Stephen said, “I’ll return in a few minutes. Enjoy the wine.” As Carl looked around the restaurant at the other tables, and listened to the conversations, he realized there wasn’t one table with a couple that was a man and a woman. He quietly said to Chuck, “I guess the title of gay restaurant was right. There’s not one straight couple in here that I can see.” Chuck looked around and shrugged, “Yeah, so? I didn’t say there would be, but it’s not exclusively gay. What’s your problem with that?” Carl said, “I don’t know. I guess I’m still worried about being identified as being gay. I don’t know how my employer would react. I’m worried one of my coworkers or even one of our football friends will see us. I guess that’s me just being paranoid. I’m sorry.” Chuck reached across the table and took Carl’s hand, “Carl, I understand your concern. I don’t give a fuck who finds out I’m gay, but I know that some employers can be homophobic. I didn’t bring you here to have you feel uncomfortable. If you are, we can leave. I’m sorry if I pushed you into this, but the food here is very good.” Stephen returned and asked, “Have you decided yet, or do you need more time?” Carl looked into Chuck’s eyes and said, “I’m ready to order, are you?” Chuck smiled, and said, “I’m ready.”
They ordered their food and had a great meal. Carl found he was enjoying the meal, Chuck’s company, and Stephen’s friendly visits, bringing more drinks and a dessert menu. Then Stephen approached them with another bottle of wine. He said, “This is from another guest here and they want to know if they can join you for a glass of wine.” Chuck asked, “Another guest? Do we know them?” A voice behind Carl said, “I think you might. May we join you for a drink before we leave?” Carl recognized the voice, and he froze. Basketball! Chuck smiled and said, “Jerome. Taylor. It’s good to see you. Yes, please have a seat.” Carl wanted to crawl and hide somewhere. This was exactly what he was fearing would happen. His face turned white. Chuck noticed and said, “I’m sorry, would you two mind, I need to use the restroom. Carl, could you join me?” Carl just nodded, stood up, and gave Jerome and Taylor the slightest acknowledgement.
In the restroom, Chuck said, “I’m sorry. I had no idea they’d be here, but they’re both gay, so I’m sure they wouldn’t out you unless you wanted them to. Why don’t you just accept that? Let’s get to know them, instead of being afraid of what they might tell others.” Carl let those words sink in and his panic began fading a little. He said, “No, I’m sorry, Chuck. I let my fear of being outed ruin a nice gesture from Jerome and Taylor. I should apologize to them for being so rude.
They returned to the table where Jerome and Taylor were giving them questioning looks. Carl sat down and said, “I have to apologize for the way I acted.” Suddenly, Taylor began laughing, and Carl looked on in horror. Taylor ‘s laughter subsided, and he said, “I’m sorry, Carl, but your reaction was just like Jerome’s the first time I brought him here. He was so worried about being outed as a gay black man. I felt so guilty about bringing him here, but he later thanked me for the awesome food that I introduced him to and the friends we’d later meet. You don’t have to worry about us outing you. You come out when you’re ready, that is, if you are gay. I’m just glad to have you as a friend, gay or straight.” Jerome added, “Same here, Carl. You’re in a no judgement zone here. I’m just glad to know you’re not just a friend, but possibly a teammate.” Carl grinned and said, “I guess now that’s more ways than one.” They poured the wine into their glasses and Jerome said, “Let’s toast to a special friendship between us.” Chuck raised his glass, and said, “Salute!” They clicked glasses and then sipped their wine. A few minutes later, Stephen approached the table and asked, “Is there anything else you need?” Taylor said, “No. Thank you, Stephen. I’ll make sure you are rewarded for your excellent service. I think you may have some recurring customers.” Stephen smiled, “I certainly hope so, and if you wish, the next time you make a reservation, you can ask for me as your waiter. I’d love to serve you again.” As Stephen left to attend to another table, Taylor giggled, then said, “By the looks he was giving you two, I think he meant that last part in more ways than one.” Carl blushed, and Chuck said, “He is cute.” Jerome then asked, “Would you two like to hang out with us a little longer? We’d really like to get to know you better.” Chuck looked to Carl, and Carl asked, “Do you mean here or go somewhere else?” Jerome replied, “We could hang out here, if you’d like, or.” Before he could finish, Taylor said, “You could follow us to our place. It would be more private, so you might feel more comfortable.” Chuck said, “I like that idea. What do you think, Carl.” Carl sat back and took another sip of his wine, then replied, “I’d like that.”
They finished their drinks and then followed Jerome and Taylor back to their place. They were surprised to find themselves in a high-end apartment and condominium area. It turned out they lived in one of the condominiums. As they entered the split-level, going into the lower level, they were impressed by the living area, a large room with beautiful artwork, and the furniture seemed to be very expensive. Chuck joked, “So, this is your art museum.” Taylor giggled and said, “We have an eye for fine art.” Jerome said, “I’d appreciate it if you didn’t say anything to the guys we play with. I don’t need them knowing how we live. I like to keep it on the down low if you know what I’m sayin’” Chuck said, “We won’t say anything to them, but we might want to tell our close friends about meeting you at the restaurant. It would be nice to share our great experience we had.” Jerome said, “That’s fine as long as they don’t say anything to the others. I wouldn’t mind getting to know your other friends, too. They seemed to take a liking to Taylor. Some people think he’s a little too feminine for their tastes. It took a little for some of those guys to get comfortable around him. Once they got to know him, they found out he’s a very great guy.” Taylor said, “Jer. You know I’m right here in this room.” Carl and Chuck laughed, as did Jerome. Jerome continued, “Anyway, you and your friends accepted Taylor with open arms. Hell, Baker and Jeremy even talked him into joining us in flag football. I hadn’t even thought to ask him.” Carl said, “Jeremy and Chris have hearts of gold.” Jerome asked, “Chris. That Baker’s first name?” Chuck laughed and said, “Yeah, except it ain’t Baker anymore. It’s Summers.” Jerome asked, “What do you mean it isn’t Baker anymore? He get married and decided to use his wife’s name or something?” Carl then explained about Chris’ name change to his foster father’s last name. Taylor asked, “So, what should we call him now, Summers or Chris?” Carl replied, “You’ll have to ask him that. He’d probably be fine with Baker. He’s a pretty easy-going guy.” Jerome laughed, “Yeah, it might get confusing, at least at first. Can I get you a drink? We have most anything, wine, mixed drinks, even beer if you’d like.” Carl asked for a rum and coke. Chuck wanted a beer. Jerome returned with the rum and coke and a beer for Chuck. He handed Taylor a beer and Carl noticed Jerome holding a glass of wine. Carl smiled to himself as he thought it would have been the other way around. Chuck was looking at a painting on the wall of a scenic harbor and asked, “I like this painting. Where did you get it?” Taylor said, “Jer painted it. I like it too.” Chuck turned around with wide eyes, “You painted this, Jerome?” Jerome nodded shyly. Carl said, “That’s awesome! You’re a talented artist, Jerome.” Chuck said, “I like the brush strokes. You’re not just an amateur. You’re pretty good. Have you sold any of your work?” Jerome said, “No, but Taylor’s dad keeps bugging me that I should. He wants to put some in one of the art shows he attends. I don’t know if I should embarrass myself with that.” Taylor said, “Nonsense, Jer. You know my father has an eye for good artwork, and he thinks yous is really good.” Chuck said, “I’m not an art critic, but I know talent when I see it. I think you should at least give it a shot. What could it hurt. They don’t know you anyway.” Taylor said, “That’s what I keep telling him, but he won’t listen to me.” Carl said, “Maybe he’s afraid you’re just trying to encourage him because he’s your boyfriend.” Jerome said, “He’s always telling me I’m great at everything.” Carl said, “I think Chuck is right though. You may find people like it. Do you agree with Taylor that his dad has an eye for art?” Jerome said, “He does, but I think he may be just humoring me.” Carl replied, “Then the only way to find that out is to call him on it.” Taylor smiled and said, “Thank you, Carl. I said the same thing, but you’re an outsider, you too, Chuck. For some reason, I want to call you Charles. Chuck sounds too droll.” Chuck made a face and said, “Please don’t.” Carl and Jerome both laughed. Taylor said, “As you wish, Chuck.” Taylor then smiled devilishly.
Jerome got them another drink and they sat down and talked. At one point, Taylor asked, “So, are you two a couple?” Chuck smiled and looked at Carl. Carl said, “Yeah, we just decided on that. We’re planning on Chuck moving in with me and my roommate, Jeremy.” Jerome said, “So, he knows you’re gay?” Carl said, “Yes, he does. It’s not a problem. He even encouraged Chuck to move in with us and I didn’t want to leave Jeremy stuck with the rent on the house.” Chuck said, “Yeah, the landlord is even adding a bedroom and kind of a family room down in the basement for any guests.” Jerome said, “Sounds like a great landlord.” Carl said, “He is. He’s almost like a grandfather to us. Initially, when he found out Jeremy was a university student, they were reluctant, but now they’re the sweetest people.” Chuck said, “Henry’s really taken Tim and Travis under his wing.” There was silence in the room for a minute, then Taylor glanced at Jerome before asking, “So, are you two exclusive, or do you play.” Carl asked, “What?” Taylor said, “I’m sorry. You don’t have to answer that. It was rude of me to ask so soon.” Carl looked at Chuck who gave him a shrug. Carl then looked back to Taylor and Jerome and said, “No. It’s ok. It just caught me off guard. It’s not like we just met you. Chuck and I do, um, play, but we play safely and with only a select few.” Jerome said, “Same here. We’re both on PrEP and get tested frequently. We only play sporadically.” Taylor grinned and said, “Sometimes Jerome gets an urge and I’m exclusively a bottom, so we play. It keeps our sex life exciting. You see, I like to watch when Jer bottoms. I end up with the best orgasms when I watch Jer bottoming.” Chuck grinned and said under his breath, “Yeah, me too.” Carl heard him and grinned, knowing he was referring to a different Jer. Jerome then asked, “So, would you guys think about playing with us at some point in the future?” Carl looked to Chuck who once again shrugged. Carl said, “Yes. It might be fun.” Chuck then said, “Fuck! At first, I thought you were talking about tonight.” Taylor grinned and said, “Tonight?” Then he looked at Jerome. Jerome smiled and raised his eyebrows. Taylor turned back to Chuck and Carl and asked, “Would you want to play a little tonight?” Chuck grinned as he looked at Carl. Carl said, “I guess we could play a little, just to see how things go.” Taylor got up and reached out to Carl, who took his hand and got up. Taylor leaned in and they kissed. Chuck got up and so did Jerome, and they were soon kissing as well. They then switched it up and Chuck was kissing Taylor as Carl and Jerome kissed. Carl felt hands unbuckling his belt and soon his pants were around his ankles. He looked over and saw Taylor on his knees sucking Chuck’s cock. As he turned back to Jerome, he found him on his knees pulling Carl’s briefs down. Jerome grinned up at him and said, “Nice cock”, before taking it into his mouth. Carl moaned, “Fuuuck yesss”, as he felt Jerome’s warm wet mouth on his cock. He glanced over to see Chuck smiling back at him, and Taylor stroking his own cock which he had pulled out. After several minutes, Carl reached down and pulled at Jerome under his arms, “My turn.” Jerome smiled up at him and stood while Carl opened his pants and dropped to his knees. When Carl pulled out Jerome’s cock, he noticed it was a brown version of Jeremy’s, about the same length and thickness. It had a clear drop of precum at the tip which Carl licked off before taking it into his mouth. He heard Taylor gasp and say, “Oh yes. Suck my cock, Chuck.” After a couple minutes, Taylor edged him and Chuck over next to Carl and Jerome so he and Jerome could kiss as Chuck and Carl gave them head. Eventually, Taylor and Jerome broke their kiss and Taylor said, “Switch!” The rest of everyone’s clothes came off and soon Jerome was on his knees sucking Chuck’s cock. Taylor dropped down in front of Carl and said, “Nice cock, Carl. It’s almost as big as Jer’s.’ He wasted no more time taking it in his mouth and slurping on its length. Carl soon felt like he was getting close and pulled Taylor up and went down on his knees to service Taylor’s stiff rod. Likewise, Chuck and Jerome swapped positions and Chuck was admiring Jerome’s cock before taking it in his mouth thinking, ‘the Jers have a lot in common’. After a while, Chuck decided to see how Jerome reacted to a finger at his anus and began rubbing the rosebud. Jerome groaned and opened his legs slightly. Chuck took it as permission and slowly pushed his finger inside. Jerome gave a grunt of pleasure and Chuck was rewarded with a gush of salty sweet precum into his mouth. Taylor smiled when he noticed Chuck fingering his lover’s hole which caused his own surge of precum into Carl’s mouth. Chuck added a second finger as Jerome continued to flood his mouth with precum. Chuck was sure he would soon milk out a load of Jerome’s cum. Unexpectedly though, Jerome reached back and pulled Chuck’s fingers out, then pulled his cock out from Chuck’s mouth. Chuck was staring up at Jerome wondering what was wrong. Jerome said to Chuck, “Wait here. I’ll be right back.” Chuck glanced over at Carl and Taylor and watched as Carl was taking his entire cock, and Taylor had a euphoric look on his face. Then Jerome returned and went down on his knees in front of Chuck. He had a condom and rolled it onto Chuck’s cock, then he lubed the condom up before applying some to his hole. Jerome moved onto all fours and said, “I want you to fuck me, Chuck.” Chuck was stunned by the suddenness of it all but moved on his knees behind Jerome. He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to Jerome’s tight love tunnel and pressed inside. Jerome grunted, causing Taylor to turn and see what was happening. When he saw Chuck entering his boyfriend, he almost came right there. Instead, he pulled his cock from Carl’s hot mouth and noticing the condoms on the floor by Jerome, bent down and grabbed one along with the lube. He tossed the condom to Carl, “Put this on. You’re going to fuck me while I watch Jer get fucked.” Carl realized it wasn’t a request. It was a command. He obeyed and put the condom on while Taylor positioned himself on all fours in front of Jerome. Carl applied lube to his condom-sheathed cock and got behind Taylor. He applied some lube to his fingers and started to insert one into Taylor’s tight, little hole. Taylor turned back to Carl and said, “No. I want your cock in me, now!” Carl was taken back and wondered what happened to the sweet little feminine Taylor. He pressed forward at the tight ring and was surprised when Taylor pushed back, taking the head of Carl’s cock inside himself. Jerome was grunting with each of Chuck’s forward thrusts and Taylor leaned in and kissed him. Soon Carl had his pubes pressed tightly against Taylor’s firm little bubblebutt. To Carl’s further surprise, Taylor began fucking himself on Carl’s cock and said, “Fuck him, Chuck! Fuck his ass hard! I want to see you slam his ass. I want to hear it!” Taylors voice was deeper as if a demon had possessed him. Carl began pushing forward into Taylor’s thrusts back onto his cock causing their own slapping sound. Jerome began grunting, “Fuck me! Harder, Chuck! Fuck yeah!” Taylor continued, “Yes! Fuck our asses hard! Fuck yes! Fuck him, Chuck! Fuck me, Carl! Fuck yes!” They leaned forward and began grunting and moaning into each other’s mouths. Carl felt the churning in his nuts and said, “I’m getting ready to cum!” He began to pull out of Taylor but Taylor raised up on his knees, reached back and held Carl inside him, “No! I want to feel you cum in me!” Jerome pulled up on his knees as well and grabbed Chuck’s butt cheeks insuring he couldn’t pull back either. Chuck yelled, “I’m gonna cum!” Taylor and Jerome both felt the cocks inside them pulsing as Carl and Chuck filled the condoms they were wearing. Then Taylor yelled, “Fuck!” in that deeper voice and his cock fired ropes of cum onto Jerome’s stomach, crotch and thighs. Seeing this brought Jerome over the edge and his own untouched cock unloaded wads of cum onto his petite partner’s torso, crotch and legs. As they caught their breath, Taylor and Jerome leaned into each other and kissed. Carl and Chuck just laid across their backs until they had caught their breath. Then they slowly pulled out and removed the cum-filled condoms before tying them and throwing them in the trash. Then Carl and Chuck watched as Taylor licked his cum from Jerome. Jerome did the same, licking his cum from Taylor, followed by a cum-swapping kiss. Carl turned toward Chuck, and they kissed warmly, having had a great time. Suddenly, Jerome and Taylor were next to them and the four of them kissed. Taylor said, “Thanks guys, we really appreciated that. Maybe we can do this again if you want.” Jerome added, “I hope you enjoyed yourselves. I had a great time. I don’t do this often, but with you two, I’d reconsider. Maybe we can swap partners next time. I wouldn’t mind trying on Carl’s cock.” Taylor smiled, “It felt great, Jer. You’ll like it.” Carl grinned at Chuck and then Chuck said, “We enjoyed ourselves very much. It was very unexpected, but very welcome. Thanks for the great time, guys. I think we’d most definitely enjoy another round.”
As they were driving home, Carl began laughing. Chuck asked, “What are you laughing at?” Carl said, “Taylor. He seemed like this very feminine, petite, gay twink, but tonight he showed a different side of himself.” Chuck asked, “You mean the demon voice?” Carl laughed harder, “You thought the same thing. It scared me at first. I suddenly thought Exorcist! His voice suddenly got deeper and he suddenly started giving commands! It was a totally different side of him.” Chuck laughed, “Yeah it was. I was loving it! He turns into a little demon when he’s having sex.” Carl went serious, “Jerome surprised me too. He was loving getting fucked. Big, muscular brute, Jerome, begging you to fuck him harder. Chuck grinned, “Yeah, it was fucking hot! His butt is a brown version of Jeremy’s. As a matter of fact, he is a brown version of Jeremy, cock length, thickness, butt, all of it.” Carl said, “Just thicker lips.” Chuck laughed, Yeah, but Jeremy can take your whole cock.” Carl laughed, “Yeah, but Jerome can learn to do that. Jeremy can’t grow thicker lips.” They both laughed, then Chuck asked, “Never heard of botox?” They were still laughing as they undressed in Chuck’s bedroom and crawled into bed. Carl was the big spoon.
End of Chapter 71
