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He handed each of them one tiny gift.
Jasha opened his and gasped at the matching blue pacifier and butt plug. His face burned, and he could feel his cheeks turning a bright shade of red. “Umm. Thank you.” He quickly put the top on the box and re-wrapped the paper.
“Jasha, what did you get? Let me see,” Kaleb asked.
“I’m embarrassed to show you.”
“Please show me. I won’t laugh.” There was a glint of adoration in his sparkling eyes.
Jasha’s hand lingered on Kaleb’s for a brief but electrifying moment, sending an unexpected shot of excitement to his cock.
When Kaleb looked at the gift, he turned to Arlo. “Damn, Arlo. That gift is a bit much. You’ve embarrassed Jasha.”
“That’s okay,” Jasha added. “I didn’t have a chance to pack mine.”
Chapter Eleven
Kaleb
Standing in the living room, Kaleb stretched his arms. “We have a surprise for you guys tonight.”
“Do we wear these clothes?” Frankie asked Arlo.
“Yes, but we’re going to leave the house, so you will have to put on your jackets,” Arlo said.
“Are you okay with going out with me, Jasha?” Kaleb asked, not wanting to push him into spending more time with him if hedidn’t want to. From here on in, he wanted Jasha to decide if he wished to spend time with him. The key to Jasha becoming his boy was getting his consent for shared activities. Never forcing him to engage in activities.
“I love surprises. I’m up for it.” Jasha’s excitement was written all over his face, a clear sign of how much he was looking forward to spending time with him, or at least Kaleb hoped that’s what it meant much.
They made their way to the foyer, where they quickly slipped on their jackets and shoes. Adam had the shiny limo parked right in the driveway. They all piled into the back, feeling the soft upholstery beneath them.
“This is so exciting!” Frankie squealed as he made himself comfortable on Arlo’s lap.
Jasha smiled at Frankie. “It’s super fun just being in the limo,” Jasha said.
“Adam loves to drive the limo,” Kaleb added.
“I’ve never learned to drive,” Jasha whispered.
“I can teach you when we get back,” Kaleb said.
“And where is back?”
“New Haven is where my home is, but during the week, I live in an apartment walking distance from NYU.”
Jasha’s lips curved into a smile with no words. Kaleb hoped his grin meant he approved of living near his university with him.
As the limo arrived in front of a gay nightclub, the pulsating music could be heard from the streets. Adam opened the door and they filed out and walked inside, immediately greeted by a vibrant mix of sights and sounds, from rustic charm to modern flair. The wooden beams and stone walls gave it a cozy, lodge-like feel, while the neon lights and pulsating music added electric energy. The dance floor was packed with men moving tothe beat, their laughter and chatter blending with the music to create a lively, infectious atmosphere.
Kaleb glanced over at Jasha, who was talking animatedly with Frankie and Arlo. He couldn’t help but smile. Jasha’s enthusiasm was contagious, and Kaleb felt a flutter of excitement in his chest. This was their first date, and he wanted everything to be perfect. He knew Jasha loved to dance at nightclubs in the city.
After they found a booth, Kaleb asked Jasha, “Want to dance?”
Jasha nodded in agreement and stood up, taking a firm grip on his hand. As they made their way to the dance floor, Kaleb felt a mix of nerves and anticipation. He led him into the throng of dancers. The music was loud, the bass thumping in his chest, but all he could focus on was beautiful Jasha. They moved together, finding a rhythm that felt natural. Kaleb couldn’t remember the last time he’d had so much fun dancing.
After a few songs, they made their way to the bar. Kaleb ordered drinks him and Jasha, then turned to him. “Having a good time?” he asked, hoping his voice didn’t betray how much he cared about the answer.
Jasha’s eyes lit up. “Yeah, this place is amazing. Thanks for bringing us here.”
