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Oh well. At least he would always have his memories and, apparently, a kick-ass porno.
By the time Ace walked back into the living room with the washcloth, Blade was already sliding on his shoes.
“Umm… I should probably head out. Don’t want Marcus coming home to see me drinking all his booze.”
Blade didn’t seem too concerned about the booze earlier in the evening. But, hey, if this was how Blade chose to act after getting a hand job from a dude, who was he to argue?
“Yeah, sure. Sounds good. But are you sure you should be driving?”
Blade looked over at Ace as he appeared to suddenly realize his predicament.
“It’s fine. I’ll walk back to my place. It’s not that far.”
Blade lived about a fifteen-minute walk from his place, so it wasn’t a huge issue.
“Sure. Sounds good.” Ace followed Blade to the door and thanked him again for saving his ass once more.
Nodding, Blade exited the house and made his way down the driveway.
Once he was gone, Ace glanced at the camera that was still recording. He would have to edit that awkward interaction from the end of his newest favorite porno.
He glanced at the coffee table littered with empty booze bottles and shot glasses. Tonight had ended up being an awesome night. It was the first time that he actually got to spend any meaningful one-on-one time with Blade, and, hey, the hand job at the end had been an added bonus.
Walking to the table, he began cleaning up the mess. He hoped that there would be more nights like tonight. Even without the steaming hot dick session, he would be happy with just being able to enjoy the man’s company.
Blade really was a good guy.
Ignoring that nervous feeling in his stomach, he hoped that he hadn’t just fucked up his relationship with Blade.
8
ACE
Nine Years Ago
The smell of sizzling meat on the grill wafted toward Ace, making his stomach growl once more. He ignored his stomach and glanced at the group of young men standing next to the fire pit, holding their beers and talking amongst themselves.
It was the dead of summer, and the New Mexico heat was bearing down on everyone like the fire of Hades set to fine roast.
“I swear to god, my nutsack is stuck to my leg,” Jack complained, lifting his right leg and giving it a little shake.
The guys around him laughed.
“The girls seem to have found a way to keep cool,” Marcus said, nodding over to where a kiddie pool had been set up and filled with water.
Two blondes and a redhead sat chilling in the pool, sipping some pink concoction.
Each of them wore a tiny, colorful bikini, and each acted like they didn’t notice the ten horny straight men eye-fucking them from across the yard.
Ace rolled his eyes.
It was like watching a backyard full of untamed puppies, each trying their best not to hump the pretty girls’ legs.
Ace flipped the burgers and then turned the sausages before discreetly glancing over at his older brother and the three beefy guys standing next to him.
Caden, Nikolai, and the new guy, Blade.
Blade was a new member of the Shadow Vipers, having recently moved to Baton, New Mexico. Ace didn’t know much about the new guy, only that he was cute and had this weird obsession with knives.
