Waddup? [Jastin]

LXVII

HAPPY BIRTHDAY LUKE ❤️
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Justin POV

"Did you see how that ho was looking at us?" Jason hisses.

I nod and say, "That bitch."

"I was this close to smacking her."

"Why didn't you?"

"'Cause she's a woman, so I'll get in trouble. If she were a man, I would've punched her senseless."

"Well shit, calm down babe," I chuckle.

Jason opens the door for me, and I walk into our room. I see Jason put a 'Do Not Disturb' sign on the handle, and he locks the door. I smile and wrap an arm around him.

"You do know this is crazy, right?" I say my heart beating rapidly.

"That's because I'm crazy for you," Jason mumbles.

"Are we really going to uhm do this?" I ask blushing.

Jason bites his lip and nods.

"Wait, are we even thinking of the same thing?" Jason chuckles tilting his head to the side.

"What are you thinking about?"

"I'm think about you and me having sex," Jason bluntly says.

I gasp in surprise, and I turn into a deep shade of red.

"Oh, I was thinking about how we were going to run away and stuff. Hide here..."

Jason laughs loudly, and I look at him in confused.

"Why are you laughing? Stop laughing," I say hitting his chest lightly.

"We're not going to run away!" Jason says laughing. "My gosh, did you really think I was being serious? With what money? Oh my god, ahahaha."

I pout, and Jason quiets down. 

"Don't laugh at me," I mutter.

"Okay, I won't," Jason says.

Suddenly he leads me to the bed and forcibly pushes me on the bed.

"The fuck man. Be careful with my arm," I say.

"Oh shit, I'm sorry. I forgot. Well this is going to be really difficult now," Jason says scratching his neck.

"Wait, am I going to bottom?" I ask suddenly nervous.

"Yeaahh," Jason says slowly.

"Why?"

"Uhm, I don't know."

"Give me a good reason."

"I'm older than you by a couple of months."

"True, but so?"

"I'm taller than you."

"So?"

Jason huffs and crosses his arms.

"Do you have a problem bottoming or something? You kind of unturned me on now."

Oh no, he's not turned on anymore? That's bad. Shit.

"Not at all. Come on, fuck me."

"Hmm. You know what? I'm not in the mood anymore," Jason says turning around.

He turns the T.V. on, and I gape at him. I get up and turn off the idiot box.

"I want you," I say firmly not breaking eye contact.