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Chapter 6

I shake the moment of confusion away, gather my composure, and smile. “Jory, I would love to go to this fundraiser with you. Thanks for asking me.”

“It's Thursday night at The Piedmont Place. I’ll pick you up at your apartment at six. Wear a tux, if you don’t mind. Does that work for you?”

More than he knows. He can pick me up right now if he wants to; put me against his hulking chest and keep me forever. I would be perfectly fine, the happiest homo in the world. I nod my head and respond, “Sounds great, Jory. I can’t wait.”

When he finally walks away from the two-person table, I swear I see him insert one of his fingers between his lips, sucking on its tip like a long and narrow cock. Coincidentally, it just happens to be the same finger he used to wipe the edge of my mouth with, removing coffee from my skin. Or maybe I’m just wanting it to be. Who knows?

7: Army Brats