I nodded, squeezing his hand back.
Hmmm, we should find the others and ditch. This party is so overrated. Fuck, I really need to pee. I shouldn't have had all that beer to drink.
"Braxton, I'm gonna go find the bathroom. Go find your bros and Maximus. I'll look for Logan after I’m done," I suggested. Braxton looked hesitant but Nixon offered, "I'll go with him."
Braxton nodded.
"Alright, meet up front and don't get distracted or cause trouble,” he stressed, looking at me.
"I'll be good for you," I winked and noticed a blush creep into his cheeks before he glanced away with a pout.
"You need to lower that charm of yours next time,” he grumbled and walked away.
I chuckled and Nixon grinned as we made our way to find the washroom.
We found the washrooms which looked like the typical ones you'd find at a restaurant instead of what you’d expect to see in someone's home but I couldn't care less.
I just really needed to pee.
I walked in with Nixon in tow, about to head to the stall.
"Why you going to the stall?" Nixon asked.
"Because peeing standing up is weird and I don't have good aim," I confessed sheepishly.
I'd tried peeing in the toilet at home. Let’s just say it was a horrendous disaster with urine flying everywhere OTHER than the damn toilet bowl.
Why was aiming this damn thing so hard?
"Come here, Jinn," Nixon ordered.
I looked back at the stall next to me.
"But I need to pee," I argued.
"I'm aware of that. Now come here,” he insisted.
I frowned, before reluctantly going over to where he stood next to the urinal.
My face grew red as he moved behind me, his chest pressed against my back. He leaned in to whisper in my ear.
"Take your cock out."
I gulped, moving to unzip my jeans. Then I unbuttoned the silver button and slowly slid my hand into my boxers to retrieve my cock.
I tried not to think about how hard it was, blaming the fact I needed to urinate, not that I was turned on by Nixon's voice.
Yes, it's because I need to pee. Not because of that sexy voice of his and the way his body pressed against mine and my urge to kiss him again. Ugh! This is getting out of hand. I should try to bail out of this somehow.
"I can do-" I began but his hand slowly wrapped around my cock.
I froze, my breath catching in my throat from the shock and the cool sensation of his hand.
"All you have to do is aim it like this while you pee,” he explained.
I lowered my gaze to see the angle and nodded, trying to ignore his strawberry scent and the way my heart pounded against my chest.
"Okay...I...can do that,” I whispered.