Weekends were with the boys. Ellis might be a police officer, but once he’s out with his friends, he was just the 22 year old guy looking for drinks, fun, music and good faces to look at. That night he went to the Achilles Nightclub, a quite expensive place but with great music and drinks. It was crazy to imagine that a guy like Ellis with his rich family would actually worry about money, but he just isn’t that much of a material guy. As the night went by, he took a few drinks, danced a lot, and when felt a little tired, went outside for a moment, looking for some fresh air while giving his hearing a moment to heal from the loud music. As He looked at the people around, his eyes locked onto someone, a guy probably taking a break too, leaned by a really cool and apparently new car as a flashback came to his mind for a second. “Nice ride, dude.” He spoke with a nod. “Is it yours?”
Paco didn’t know why he bothered going out some nights. He enjoyed a good dive bar —like the kind back home— but there was none of that near Wisteria Court. The clientele of this nightclub was exactly the kind of person who repulsed him: entitled, prissy twenty-somethings with rich daddies who could pay their bottle service tab. Unfortunately, these were also the young, dumb, and full of cum types with big dicks he liked to ride. So he put up with them sometimes, But tonight was coming up dry for him — or so it seemed.
“Huh?” he asks, glancing over at the handsome young man speaking to him. “Oh, this old thing? Yep. Who’s asking?”
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