Chapter 2
“Phone call.”
Joe glanced at the blinking red light. “Do I even need to ask?”
“That depends on how stupid you’re feeling today.”
Ignoring the sarcasm, Joe connected with a hesitant, “This is Joe.”
“You didn’t even make me plead my case to Carlos this time.” Fess sounded just as chirpy as he had the night before. All the dreams Joe had of him came flooding back. Fess giving him a private striptease. Joe showing him that his blowjob skills weren’t all smoke and mirrors. He’d woken up so hard, he hadn’t even made it to the shower before jerking off, a welcome relief to say the least. The only part to disturb him about the entire night was that he’d been the one wearing the coonskin cap during the whole thing. “I’m making progress.”
“Is that what this is about? Because my answe
