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Kurt's Draft party.

Four years passed.

Ace

"That probably needs to be your last shot, you already have that look in your eyes." Ace pushed into the bathroom with Trouble on his heels.

"What look?" Trouble did his sexy ass smirk.

"The one you get when you start undressing me with your eyes from across the room. I couldn't get two words in with Kurt's family without you eye fucking me."

Ace stood in the mirror, watching how Trouble checked out his ass. "I do though, and you know a nigga get nasty when that drink in me."

"We are here for Kurt; we don't have time."

He stepped behind Ace and whispered. "As long as it's taking you to convince me not to, I could have already made you cum." He reached around, pulled out his tuck shirt, unbuckled his pants and slid his hand inside to touch him.

"mmmm," Ace dropped his head, but Trouble pulled his hair, so he would lift it back up.

"Watch how I fuck you in this mirror." He pushed down Aces pants, just below his ass, and just pulled himself out through the zipper. He spread his cheeks and let some spit fall between his them. He rubbed his dick against his pretty hole, then pushed himself in. "Ahhhh," they both made that "o" face to the feel of that first slide in. Ace laid both hands flat on the sink, while Trouble turned into a completely different person as he focused on pounding him. All you could hear was ass clapping against hips.

Someone knocked and didn't even give them time to answer before opening the door. Their eyes widened and they covered their mouths at the sight of Ace being fucked. "This ain't no free show, get the fuck out!" Trouble yelled. He then laid his head on Aces' back, put an arm around him and did short, but deep and fast strokes.

"ooooh, harder, harder." Ace moaned quietly. Trouble did as he asked.

"You wanted this bad as I did, you be playin, knowin you a freak just like me." He pushed Ace body down on the sink and went crazy. Ace was now gripping the edge of the sink, biting down so hard on his lip, he probably pierced it with his teeth. Then he felt his stomach tighten and ass pulsating on Troubles dick. He came. Trouble then pulled out and he felt his warm nut spurting out onto his ass.

"You love doing that." Trouble took a second to catch his breath before cleaning Ace.

He wet a paper towel and wiped his face and neck. "That's where I like to see it." He grabbed his neck to kiss him, he pushed past his teeth to find and suck on his tongue, pulled his head back by his hair and slapped and squeezed his ass. "Midnight, we starting my birthday off by finishing what we started here ."

"Whatever you say, daddy." He winked.

"Get yo fine ass outta here calling me that before I pin you up against one of these walls."

Ace laughed and straightened up before the door opened.

They joined all Kurt's family and friends, who were dancing and eating. "So, you about to be twenty-four." Ace wiped some food from his mustache.

"mmhm," his mouth was full of food.

"Everyone my phone ringing." Kurt called out.

The music stopped and everyone gathered around the dining room table. "Hello?" Kurt was nervous, yet excited.

"Kurtis Moore, how you are doing?"

"I'm doing good sir, been waiting on this call." He and everyone giggled quietly.

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