Call Connected

Johnny's POV:

It was only after I made it to my destination that I grasped the fact that I could have lost my life driving drunk. On the plus side I would have been able to talk to Jimmy again if I'd passed.

This part has always made me nervous. Plus the last thing I wanted was a repeat of what had happened. The guys still rag on me for it. It's not my fault their company sucked.

I slide my headphones over my ears. The music will help me tune out everything around me. I didn't matter how many times I have done this. Jimmy always used to talk me through it. A smile slips onto my lips as my eyes close memories of Jimmy flooding my mind.

Jimmy always knew exactly the right thing to say. That one thing that had you cracking up laughing so much that your sides hurt and tears were falling from your eyes. If that didn't work there was no limit to the things he'd do to make you laugh.

Hell he chased a goose around the pound for screaming about how it was a "stallion duck" and "it isn't afraid at all" that poor goose was totally scared as it should have been. It's scary as shit having a giant gunning for you. I said I silent prayer for that goose that he didn't die of a heart attack.

There were many time Jimmy was hot on heels. I'd run as fast as my legs would carry me. Too bad he caught me every damn time. Fucking stupid short legs! All for his own amusement.

He went above and beyond to entertain you especially when you were blue. I remember one time I had said that I was bored and he was hanging out at my house before we headed over to Shadz' house for a bbq.

Suddenly he whips something out of goods pocket. He dashes into my kitchen. His mischievous chuckle could be heard all through out my entire house.

We pile into my car. Jimmy is has a death grip on the plastic container on his lap. He won't even hint at to what's inside. We got to Shadz' house he leaves the container in the kitchen.

Later we walked into the house Bella his lab was laying down just staring at the sunset. Jimmy came rushing out of the kitchen arms flailing. He takes one look at Bella then bursts out in hysterical laughter.

"That fucking beast ate my brownies." He jabs his finger in her direction. Shadz shrugs his shoulders.

"Those were laced with good pot. Really good pot. Dammit!" Jimmy yelled throwing his arms up.

The roar of our laughter could probably be heard down the block. That's how it was when we all got together. If Shadz' neighbors didn't like it the bastards can move.

A feather light touch ghosts across my neck. I toss myself over to my other side not wanting to be awake yet. Something warm and slightly wet flicks the same spot. It takes a second to understand its a tongue.

Turning my head I press my lips to theirs. Our kiss was leisurely but so full of passion you could feel it fill the room. Delight hurdled up my spine as my eyes met a marvelous pair of green orbs.

Those same eyes follow me as I walk into the bathroom. I quickly pee then head for the shower. I'm twisting the knob when a hand slaps my ass.

We climb in together. There's plenty of space to share hot water. His hand grips my dick. It's already hard.

"I need you now." I plead.

I leave no room to be denied. Resting my head on the wall. My hands spread my ass cheeks. I feel when he steps closer to me.

He grabs my hips. I'm speared on his cock all in one thrusting slam. It's a spectacular mix of pleasured pain. His dick makes me feel sublimely full.

"Zacky." I grunt enjoying him stretching me to my limit.

Before I know it my headphones are back down around my neck. Call me old school but I still prefer the cord. It gives you something to focus your hands on.

My feet take me to my car. I climb behind the steering wheel. Starting the car up I head off to get the only thing I need at this moment, sleep.

Those green eyes were the last thing I saw before my eyes closed door the night. I knew I was in trouble.

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