Jack
F*ck, that house fire was brutal. I looked over at Mac and saw he was just as exhausted as I felt. The truck was coming back to the station. I was starving. I had no idea who was making dinner. I just knew I wasn’t. Maybe I could talk the Chief into ordering pizzas.
When the truck stopped, we all got out, checked the truck, and made sure the gear and everything was good. We got out of our gear and all of us went and took showers.
I was startled when my shower curtain was ripped aside and Mac stepped in.
“What are you doing? If the Chief hears about this, we’ll be in trouble.”
Not that I cared, the moment he stepped in I got hard as f*ck.
He just smirked at me and dropped to his knees. He wasted no time, grabbing my c*ck and licking the tip with his hot tongue.
“F*c
