Chapter 6“Know what?”
Dexter lifted his head from Colin’s chest. They were lying in his bed, naked. There wasn’t anything unusual about that since they were almost always naked—or at least half naked—at some point when they were together. Dexter had convinced Colin to take an extended break from his five-day work bender and come over early before Dexter’s show tonight.
“What’s that?” Dexter asked.
“I’m thinking about getting a tattoo.”
“That right?”
He still played with Colin’s d**k. It was soft at the moment, but that wouldn’t last if he kept at it. Colin came about thirty minutes ago. Dexter had learned that if he played it right—treated him good and gentle for a while—he could get at least two or three, sometimes even four, orgasms a night. And Colin would start begging and pleadin
