I head in that direction, surprised when someone snags my belt loop. Before I can turn to see who it is, Preston’s voice fills my ear. “Bathroom, right now.” I shudder and head toward the back, telling Paul I’ll be right back on my way past him and Brendon. The bathroom is grimy and old with green stalls on one side and a wall of urinals on the other. There are a few guys taking a piss, but the stalls are open so I go inside of one and close the door. Anticipation has my hands shaking as I wait. My dick throbs in my jeans, aching for any kind of attention. I rub the heel of my hand down the
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