“Shut up.”
Spencer leaned against the cabana, bare ass facing Timothy; he was tipsy enough to not mind, but he probably wouldn't’ care if he was sober either. Timothy was undoubtedly attractive, and they had strong hands, so Spencer’s mind naturally wandered. He twitched a little from the pain, but couldn’t help it and smirked.
“Thanks a million for doing this. Hey, if you want, you could join me. I’m totally game for a tanning partner. Nude up, I’ll share my lotion, and we can bond. New friends are so great.”
“Shut up,” they said, shaking their head. Spencer turned, making a pouty face.
“Pweassseeeee.”









