Page 43 of Primal Urges

It's true what they say about having cum fog on the brain. When you are horny and in the throes of passion, everything is fair game. But the second you shoot that load and the fog clears, you’re suddenly bombarded with all the questions… all the emotions… that you should have considered before going and fucking everything up, chasing after a goddamn orgasm.

Caden could still see that horrified look on Lucas’s face the moment he realized that Caden was leaving.

Charging out the door was more like it.

But what was he supposed to do? Lie there and cuddle? Talk about their feelings and braid each other's hair?

The truth was that he didn’t know how he felt.

He had never had a desire to be with another man.

Now there he was, cuddling and kissing and even getting a hand job from another dude.

God, he was so confused.

Another burst of laughter came from the booth that Lucas shared with Ace and his friends,dufusanddouchebag.

Caden had overheard Ace telling Lucas that he had a friend who was interested in Lucas and thought they could all hang out and have some drinks one night this week.

One night this week turned into two.

Was there going to be a third?

None of your damn business. You just spent the last two weeks ignoring the man you hooked up with and then ran away the second you busted your nut.

Classy, dude. Real classy.

“What’s up with the dagger eyes?” Marcus asked, sliding in next to Caden at the bar. He followed his line of sight and gave a groan.

“What?” Caden asked, ignoring the annoying sound that happened to leave his boss’s throat.

“What’s up with you two? You guys have been acting weird these past two weeks. I thought you two were becoming friends?”

“We were—are. Nothing.” Caden huffed. “I just don’t like the way that punk is fondling Lucas under the table.”

“Fondling? The guy’s twenty-four. And judging by the smile on Lucas’s face, I get the feeling he’s enjoying the handy going on under the table.”

Caden glared at his boss.

“Whatever. They should have a bit of respect for this place and at least take it to the restroom or back alley like everyone else.”

Marcus let out a chuckle. “Weren’t you the one fingering that redhead on the pool table last Fourth of July?”

He had no idea what the chick’s name was. She had been traveling through town with her girlfriends when they decided to stop in for a drink. If he remembered correctly, Nikolai showed her friend where the ladies’ bathroom was while Caden kept her company in the bar.

“That was different. I was helping her out with an itch that she couldn’t reach. You know. Good customer service and all.”

Another snort from his boss. “Always the model employee.”

Across the bar, Lucas’s date slid out of the booth and headed toward the bathroom.

“I need to take a piss,” Caden grumbled, standing from his seat and stomping off toward the restroom. He ignored Marcus’s warnings not to kill any of his customers.

He wasn’t concerned. There would always be bodies to fill empty seats in a bar. People were turning twenty-one every day.

Once Caden entered the restroom, he spotted Lucas’s date taking a piss at the urinals. Of course the jackass was ignoring men’s room etiquette and was pissing in the center urinal.Fuck that bastard.

Caden stepped up to the urinal right next to the douchebag and unzipped his jeans. He fished out his cock, giving it a quick tug to stretch the guy out to its full hanging potential.

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