Chapter 11
Dylan kept pulling his speed back. He had cruise control, but he didn’t want to use it for some strange reason. He was anxious to see Kimo. The last month went fast, and he still reveled over Kimo’s visit four weeks ago. He lost track how many times they made love. They went to a nightclub and saw a comedienne. They attended movies, and went for walks, and to the beach in Santa Cruz, where there was a boardwalk with rides. They enjoyed the roller coaster and rode it a few times, kissing and groping each other.
“Damn. Now I’m hard.” He was in Northern California, close to the Oregon border. Then it would be less than three hours to Kimo, his sexy Hawaiian hunk with the awesome d**k. He rubbed his boner and considered stopping at a rest stop and going to a restroom stall to jack
