The Twelve Days of Randy by Heidi Cullinan

Author:Heidi Cullinan [Cullinan, Heidi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Fiction
ISBN: 9781945116247
Publisher: Heidi Cullinan
Published: 2017-12-01T18:30:00+00:00

DAY TWO DIDN’T have any sex in it, not from any of his gift recipients, which was fine by Randy. He had to turn down Lance’s offered blow job when he arrived at the casino, because Ethan had been in such a mood that morning and done so much to Randy’s dick, the idea of anyone else touching it was a hard pass. Randy didn’t wonder if that wasn’t on purpose—Ethan did take Lance’s blow job, and Randy played cameraman, then showed the film highlights to an eager Lance afterward. Boy did the guy like being filmed when he knew it wasn’t going to be shared.

Randy’s Twelve Days of Randy feature that day had nothing to do with sex, but he thought it was pretty fun all the same. He wore a white outfit, carried a rainbow of Sharpie markers, and invited the staff to write holiday wishes all over his body. One of his favorite dealers had done wonders with a menorah that covered his entire ass.

He’d worried a little about what Crabtree would do, but he hadn’t been around.

On day three, Randy gave Ethan his cake. Randy stood on the karaoke stage in the bar in a pair of red and green boxers and let the staff and interested casino guests lob cupcakes at him. Within fifteen minutes he was off the stage and lying on a table, and the staff were no longer simply throwing cake at him but smearing it directly onto his skin. Ethan hadn’t sent any cake flying, but he did put himself in charge of post-event cleanup. Ethan saw to Randy’s left thigh, and Lance took care of his right.

On day four Randy put up a pin-the-cock-on-Randy poster in the break room. Because he was getting kind of tired.

Twelve days was long. And a performance every day stopped it from being wicked fun and more like work. This was saying nothing about the pressure to keep topping himself. At the rate he was going, even strapping himself naked to a mattress and putting fuck me across his ass was still going to be a letdown.

The real issue that haunted Randy was Crabtree.

He hadn’t been around for the white suit and Sharpie, but he had appeared for the cupcakes, and he’d made sure he pressed two right on either side of Randy’s chest in full view of Ethan, then swiped the frosting in deliberate, repeated strokes. He didn’t attempt to pin the paper cock on Randy, but he did critique the paper version and compared it to Randy’s own, explaining the ways it was different, and of course he was correct in every way. Again, he made sure to do this where Ethan could hear and become enraged.

Every time there was an opportunity to fuck with Ethan, Crabtree took it. Every time Crabtree did something with Randy, Ethan went quiet and rigid and generally stopped having fun with the game. Which was why on the morning of day five, over breakfast, Randy announced he was calling it off.

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