Jimmy called. Parents off to Tahoe, come on up. He had three ounces and tickets for the ‘Mo to see Joplin and The Dead.

I jump-thumbed to Santa Barbara, then scored a longy to San Jose. Dude was cool and we grooved right off. 

When we hit the city, he parked on a back street.

“Something to payback, man?”

“No, we’re good, really.”

I could read the vibe and he didn’t stop me. His cock was strong and gave me a sweet swallow.

I kissed him goodbye and headed for the highway.

I wasn’t going up just for the music.

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