Kapitel 9: Chapter 9

Jack grinned at him, a lazy, affectionate grin that not many people got to see. “Sure it is, Tommy. You don’t want me to feel like a rent boy, do you?”

Tom choked on his Coke. “What do you know about rent boys, Jack?”

“Hey, I’m not completely computer illiterate—I’ve surfed the Net. Thanks for lunch, buddy.” He slid out of the booth and took some bills from his wallet. “I’ll get the tip.”

“Okay.”

Jack paused. “Oh, and just make sure you’ve got whipped cream, okay?”

Visions filled his mind’s eye of the stuff covering his nipples, striping his cock, just waiting to be licked off…“What…er…what did you have in mind?”

“It’s for your cheesecake. As I recall, you don’t like it with fruit, but you do like it with lots and lots of whipped cream.”

He ruffled Tom’s fair hair, laughing when Tom muttered, “Well, shoot.”

“What did you think I wanted it for?”

Tom lassoed his rampaging imagination. “You’re bringing cheesecake?”