It was almost sunset, and I hurried home with groceries before I had to get naked for Cavan. I still needed to pack. I’d barely gotten out of my rusty hatchback when I heard another car door slam.
“Let me help you with those, Rafael,” said someone behind me. I turned and saw Chet.
“Uh, hey, I can’t talk right now,” I said. “I’m in a hurry.”
“I missed the big show you gave at Pitch/Catch,” he said, “and I’ve wanted you for so long.”
“I’m sorry, Chet.” I opened my door, and he pushed his way in behind me.
“That means you owe me your ass,” he said.
“No, I do not,” I said, huffing. My d**k began stiffening even though I tried to will it not to.
He playfully tackled me, and we tumbled to the carpet. “Yes, you do. And look.” He held up a condom. “I’m willing to use this.”
“No. It’s too l
