Mindtease

Chapter 18

Both friends lugged the plastic sacks into the motel room, into the kitchenette, with the picnic accessories on the larger table in the dining-living room area.

Josh brought in the last bag, and Kirk had locked the trunk and closed the motel door, locking it--deadbolt and chain. Kirk watched as Josh searched through the sacks, taking out cans and bottles, organizing them in the cabinets...all so very homey and domestic.

"Check out the note," Josh suggested in a dismissive tone of something Kirk had overlooked.

Kirk reached into his sweats pocket, and for a moment panicked...until he realized the slip of paper had balled up in his pocket against his thigh.

"You are hot in that cap dude!!!! Let's meet...call me...Joey."

A phone number written in large numbers was written on the other side.

"You were right Josh, that guy in the green sweats built like linebacker wants to hookup...his name is Joey. Gave me his...looks like cellphone number."

Josh smiled, and opened some cans, preparing an impromptu late lunch or early dinner.

"Told you."

"But I don't want to hookup...suck his dick or have him stroke my cock."

Josh smiled as he put the first paper plate loaded with canned food in the microwave. After getting the microwave going, he looked at Kirk.

"You won't have to...Joey was fantasizing about your riding him."

"Ugh...that's not going to happen."

"He thought you were checking out his ass..."

"So what do you plan?"

"I can't read that blonde haired kid's mind...so I have to figure out why."

"Big deal, you can't read his mind."

"Don't you get it?"

The microwave chimed, and Josh put the second plate in, and handed Kirk the first one which steamed after overheating in the microwave.

"The blonde kid doesn't know he is immune to a mind tease...but he's not telepathic either. So it's really weird. I can't figure him out by reading him, so need green sweats guy...Joey, to get to him."

"I see."

Josh took his plate out of the microwave, avoiding overheating the food, and both friends sat, eating in silence.

After a while, Kirk broke the mutual quietness.

"I call the dude...Joey, and then we hookup, I give him a blowjob, and you ask about the blonde guy that wants to put his future kids up his butt?"

Josh laughed to where he was nearly choking, coughing as his food went into his windpipe. Kirk stood, got two beers, opened them, and brought them to the table. Josh gulped down some beer, and then chuckled away.

"Wow, don't sugar coat it for me," Josh said easily.

"Well I call it like I see it...and no, I'm not messing around with that dude Joey."

"But you both like to wear sweats Kirk," Josh said with a you-are-my-hero tone.

"Shit...no."

Josh smiled, and Kirk took a long swallow of his beer.

"You won't have to do anything except call him, and arrange a meet. I just want to get Joey alone to ask about the blonde kid."

Kirk looked at Josh, seeing the truth in his eyes and words.