Playing With Dicks – How boyhood experiments turn into teenage degeneracy – Chapter 12

Chapter 12 – Getting Busted – After getting away with it a little to easily for a little too long, complacency and overconfidence catches up to us.

WARNING: For patient readers only!

PLAYING WITH DICKS is a very long story tracing my entire early sexual history, and if you start reading here in the middle you’ll be missing a lot of important context. I recommend starting back from the very beginning so you’re not lost, or at least start at the recap in between chapters 10 & 11 so you know what’s going on. Click my username to find it all organized in order.

This is also an entirely true story, and I’ve included quite a bit of explanations and history to provide context between the “good parts” – so if you are expecting a barrage of wild unbelievable fantasy scenarios and non-stop sex scenes you may be a little disappointed. But if you are a patient reader and are willing to sit through my endless blabbing about my history, I promise those good parts will be worth it!

Playing With Dicks

How boyhood experiments turn into teenage degeneracy

Chapter 12 – Getting Busted

Now that summer was well and truly over, our little pool at our apartment complex wasn’t nearly as busy all the time anymore. The men’s change room had quickly turned into a hive of degeneracy whenever we were around, whenever we thought it was quiet enough get away with something. Some of us were bigger risk takers than others, and when Grant and Chris would come over for a swim, the things they’d sometimes do in that change room became stuff of legends. No seriously, I wouldn’t doubt if people in that neighborhood still talk about the legend of the 12 year old faggots who got caught fucking in the change room.

That’s right, their recklessness finally bit them in the ass and they were the first of any of us to ever get caught in the act. I was right there when it happened and barely dodged it myself, I was just lucky. There were a couple other of our fuck buddies there too at the time but they weren’t in the change room with us when it happened, and they didn’t exactly do a good job of keeping watch or running cover for us. Grant and Chris ended up insanely lucky too because thankfully it didn’t come back to haunt any of us, it could have been a lot worse all things considered.

We were doing our usual thing sneakily fooling around in the showers for a bit before heading home. Grant and Chris in one shower, me in the other. Jay had already left way earlier because he had other shit to do, Matt and Brent and a few other boys from the apartments were still playing out in the pool, either waiting for us to clear out of the change room or just heading home later. There was hardly anyone else in the pool and people were usually leaving not arriving that time of day, so we thought we were pretty much in the clear. We’d hear anyone coming from outside, and we knew all the boys who might be leaving from the inside. We thought we had the place figured out.

It was so quiet in there that Grant and Chris decided to be real thrill seekers again, so after a bit of goofing off and foreplay in the shower they stepped out into the middle of the change room dripping wet and fully nude. Grant bent Chris over the bench and started fucking him right out in the open, the only contingency plan they had was hopefully hearing anyone coming in time to be able to stop and cover up, they’d gotten away with it enough times they weren’t worried. I stayed in the shower with the curtain mostly open and just watched, being out in the open like that was too risky for me but I wasn’t going to stop them, even if I thought they were being stupid. I should have been keeping watch for them but I was too busy stroking my dick in the shower and watching them fuck like animals, we were all being idiots.

And I got suddenly proven right a minute later when the maintenance man suddenly and silently appeared out of thin fucking air, coming right around the corner from the main entrance and instantly seeing everything. Grant pumping his dick in and out of Chris bent over the bench right there out in the open, me standing there obviously watching and jerking off, he just looked around and took it all in before we even had a chance to see him or react.

Being the maintenance man, he had a normal physical key to get in so we didn’t hear the usual loud keycard buzz the door always made to conveniently warn us 8 seconds before someone walks in on us, and he snuck right up on us from the little hallway. He was just coming in for the nightly cleaning and now he had 3 butt naked 12 year old boys in front of him, 2 of them balls deep fucking right in the open, and me the 3rd in the shower watching with my hard dick in my hand. What a scene to walk in on, I can only imagine how I would have reacted if I was the maintenance man! There was no playing it cool and covering up and pretending nothing’s happening this time, he had us dead to rights and there was no denying anything. We were all well and truly busted, totally caught in the act.

He was the all in one handyman, maintenance guy and groundskeeper, so we all knew him, he knew all of us by name, we ran into him around outside way too often while he was working. Normally he was super friendly and all the kids around the apartments loved him, a huge bulky strong 40-something salty haired Australian dude who looked like he’d seen it all. I don’t know if he’d ever seen anything like this though, and I absolutely panicked, dreading his reaction.

I instinctively grabbed the shower curtain and closed it the second I saw his face, and I heard Grant and Chris start stumbling around trying to compose themselves.

“Oi guys, umm, isn’t that a little, ah… inappropriate?” he said in his thick Aussie accent, sounding like he was trying to fight back laughter.

“Sorry, sorry, sorry!” I heard Grant and Chris say, begging for forgiveness, “please don’t tell anyone!” And more hectic fumbling around as they desperately started grabbing their stuff and trying to put their underwear on. I just hid in the shower and didn’t know what to do, just hide and pretend I’m not there until he goes away. I didn’t even want to see what was happening out there, but I heard it all.

“Wow, you boys are a pretty adventurous bunch, aren’tcha?” he went on after a pause and with a chuckle, still obviously shocked and trying not to sound scary. He was the kind of guy when he got mad you knew it, so thank God at least he didn’t seem angry, he sounded more shocked and amused by the situation.

“We didn’t hear you coming, we’re sorry!” Grant and Chris begged. I had zero empathy, they did this to themselves, this was on them. I’m just the guy in the shower, leave me out of this please…

“It’s okaaay mates,” he said, going up an octave in that hilarious high pitched Aussie way, “I’m not gonna tell your mums, don’t worry, just don’t EVER get caught like this again, understood?! Not by me, not by anyone, not ever, especially not in here.”

“Yes sir!” they replied, “Never again! We’ll stop I swear!”

“No joke boys, men go to jail for this kind of shit, so knock it off ok?” he said, sounding suddenly deadly serious.

“Ok ok we’ll stop!”

“Now… I don’t care what you guys do amongst yourselves, that’s none of my business,” he said with a gentle tone, “you’re obviously mature enough to know what you’re doing, you’re all young and rowdy and excited, and I get that, believe me. I don’t give a shit about any of that. But if anyone ever catches you doing this type of shit in here you boys will be in heaps of trouble, understand?”

“Yes sir, sorry, please don’t tell anyone, we’ll never do it again! PLEASE don’t tell anyone!”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell anyone,” he reassured us, “I wouldn’t wanna do that to you guys, we all do dumb shit when we’re young.”

“Oh my God thank you! Really, we’re sorry! We’ll seriously never do it again!”

“For fuck’s sake boys, just keep it to yourselves, nobody wants to see this shit in here, ok?” he said seriously, but still fighting back the chuckles.

“We will we promise! Please don’t tell anyone though!” they kept begging.

“It’s alright boys, don’t worry about it, your little secret is safe with me, trust me.” the man went on, being dead serious with a little pause, “But like I said, don’t ever let yourselves get caught in here again, because if you do, then the deal’s off, understood? We got a deal?”

“Deal!” Grant and Chris replied in unison, still mortified but obviously relieved that they by some miracle seemed to have dodged a bullet.

“You too in the shower!” he said to me, “don’t think I didn’t see you… we got a deal?”

“Deal,” I replied, more embarrassed than I’d ever been in my entire life.

“Alright, deal then.” he said as he turned to walk out towards the pool, and on his way out he topped it of with “you boys won’t be so lucky if it’s someone else who catches you, so cut it out, ok? And tell all your other little mates to cut it out in here too.”

We’d never experienced a mood killer quite like that one before, and we bailed out of there mortified and ashamed of ourselves, wondering if he really was going to keep his word and not tell anyone. None of us had even been caught jerking off at the wrong time before, let alone caught in the act right in the middle of fucking each other. And even though I wasn’t the one fucking, I got busted watching and jerking off so I was equally guilty. We thought we were so clever and so much smarter than everyone so we never thought we’d ever get caught, and that really humbled us.

But in the end we really dodged a bullet with that one, he could have told our parents, or told the building management, he could have even theoretically called the cops according to his little warning about guys going to jail for that kind of stuff. His quip about telling our “other mates” to cut it out too really stung as well, we didn’t even know how much he really knew or what else he’d seen, who else he caught doing what – maybe he’d been outright spying on some of the group. If anyone was going to clue in on what all the neighbourhood boys have been doing sneaking around in secret it was going to be him, he seemed to know everything going on everywhere on that property at all times. He could have seriously destroyed our lives, but he he didn’t want to, hence the leniency and promise to keep our secret. At first we didn’t even know if we should believe him, but then some days went past and nothing was coming back to bite us. And in hindsight it was hilarious when we realized he didn’t even specifically tell us not to do it again, he only told us not to get caught, right? Maybe he was cool with it after all…

It was unbelievably awkward running into him around the apartments after that, but he never treated us any different after it happened, and he never snitched on us. Somehow I actually started getting along with him even better after that, and he ended up gaining the most loyal little leaf raking, snow shoveling, mulch spreading boy laborer ever. Not because I was scared of him or because he had dirt on me, but because unlike most of the other adults I knew, he actually kept his promises, so he actually earned my trust and respect. I still wished he had never caught us, but the lesson learned was worth it and he couldn’t have been nicer about it.

Grant and Chris weren’t so thrilled. Great – now the groundskeeper knew, Clara knew stuff too, and on top of all the boys around the neighbourhood that knew everything too… They really hoped our secrets weren’t going to start leaking and spreading beyond our control. It might already be a little too late for that, and it would be their fault if it happens.

As if that wasn’t enough, not long after it happened I had yet another terrifying incident getting busted all on my own this time, this one was all on me, nothing to do with any of the other guys, nowhere as bad as the change room either. But about as bad as getting busted all on your own can get. Most boys get caught jerking off at home by friends or family at least once growing up, but my first experience with it was way worse than what your average kid has to deal with.

I was staying home one night, I didn’t have any friends over because it was my little sister Hailey’s turn to have a sleepover and our parents wouldn’t let too many friends stay over at a time. She had just turned 11 and her older best friend Melissa was staying over for the night. They were fun enough to hang out with that I didn’t mind keeping them entertained, watching tv with them or whatever. Not like I had anything better to do. Melissa was closer to my age then Hailey’s and wasn’t entirely annoying, but I wasn’t the least bit attracted to her. Not that she wasn’t cute or that I was turning gay, but I had this mental block against having crushes on my sisters friends, I wanted a girlfriend who’d be MY friend and not hers. I didn’t think Melissa had a crush on me either, but you never know, I would have been too socially retarded and awkward to pick up on it anyway. Sure I thought most of my sister’s friends were hot physically, but girlfriend material? Absolutely no fucking way, ick, gross, eww.

Long after bedtime when the whole apartment went quiet, I was still wide awake in my room, reading and writing in my super secret diary, late enough into the night I was sure even my sister and her friend were asleep. That’s about the time most guys would rub one out before going to bed, but you could say I had a little bit different self pleasuring routine by then.

Like I did just about every night those days without even thinking about it, I sat on the edge of my bed and bent myself over to suck my own dick. I’d been doing it so so often for so long and was so well practiced by then that I didn’t need any fancy positions anymore, no more propping my back up on the wall or swinging my ass up over my head upside down, I could just bend right over in any normal sitting position and shove my entire cock in my mouth. Sitting right on the edge of my bed was the easiest, I could get my legs spread out of the way with my feet on the floor, grab myself under the knees and pull my face down into my crotch. Sometimes I would keep it quick just to make myself cum, sometimes I really took my time to slow down and enjoy it, getting so horny revelling in the sheer depravity of sucking myself off. But no matter what, I always blew my load in my mouth and swallowed all my cum every single time, that was the whole point and the best part about being such a pervert – easy clean up, eat the evidence.

That night I was really slowing down to savor it, edging myself multiple times, sucking myself off slowly in no rush to cum. Because I had been working on my diary I hadn’t even turned my light off yet, and it was even more exciting when I could see what I’m doing to myself, starting cross-eyed at my own balls and shaft as I worked my dick in and out of my mouth. I couldn’t see much else with my head down between my legs, so I didn’t even notice what was happening a few feet right in front of me.

My bedroom door was being cracked open all stealthy like, I didn’t hear it, I didn’t see it. I was completely oblivious and unconcerned, just casually sucking myself off, no clue anything was off until I thought I heard something. Sounded like movement out in the hall, no big deal but I figured I should look up check just in case.

I don’t even know how long they’d been standing there staring, but Hailey and Melissa had cracked my bedroom door open a few inches, just enough to peek through clearly. They were both peeping through the gap one right above the other, faces glued to the door, spying on me as I sucked my own dick. If they were there for any reason other than to spy, I don’t know why they wouldn’t knock, they must have seen my light on under the door from the dark hallway… were they trying to catch me rubbing one out? Because if they were they just got a hell of a lot more than they bargained for. They must have been watching me giving myself a blowjob for a minute, they didn’t react until I finally looked up and caught eyes with them and busted them spying.

“Close the fucking door! Get out!” I yelled as loud as I dare with our parents sleeping in the next room, looking up at the girls simultaneously enraged and ashamed.

“Oh shit!” Hailey blurted out guilty as sin, they both gasped and went running back to my sister’s room, giggling to themselves as they scurried away. I almost got up to go run after them to give them shit, if I wasn’t bare ass naked and if it was some more normal transgression they’d committed against me I would have, I didn’t put up with any of my sister’s childish bullshit. But now she just caught me out at my lowest most vulnerable, so much worse than getting caught jerking off, and her stupid adorable little friend had seen it all too. I basically started having a panic attack of pure humiliation and anger.

Rage quickly dominated over all the shame and embarrassment, and I put my pj’s on thinking I need to go confront them immediately, before they can even start having their stupid little laugh at my expense and start plotting how to use this against me. Stupid fucking girls man, no wonder I didn’t have a girlfriend and screwing around with guys was so much easier. I didn’t know what to do or what to even say to them, I paced around my room in an irate fit, mad at them and myself too. My door didn’t have a lock, but why oh why didn’t I at least, oh, I dunno, maybe turn my fucking light off? Maybe they would have thought I was asleep and left me alone, or maybe that in the pitch black I might have seen them before they saw me, or at the very least before they could really see what I was doing. But no, this wasn’t my fault, our house had rules, one of those being FUCKING KNOCK especially at night, so they were obviously up to something sneaking around like that.

So I tried to take a deep breath, and I stormed off to Hailey’s room, quietly of course, our parents were miraculously still asleep through all the commotion. I very quietly and politely knocked on her door.

“What do you want?” she asked, not telling me I could come in, but I did anyway.

“See that? See how I knocked?” I asked her angrily as I walked in. “That’s what you do, you fucking knock, okay?!” I said to her as I closed the door behind me.

“Get out of here! Mom’s gonna kill you!”

“No, I’m going to kill you if you ever tell anyone what you just saw, you too!” I threatened my sister and poor bewildered Melissa who sat there silent and embarrassed as we started arguing. “That includes telling mom!”

“Don’t worry, I’m not going to tell mom.” Hailey said like a little brat who was going to hold this over my head forever.

“No, don’t tell ANYBODY! What the fuck were you two doing trying to sneak into my room like that for anyway?” I yelled at both of them.

“I’m sorry!” Hailey started begging as she realized I was flying into a murderous rage, “I saw your light on and thought you were awake…”

“So you just snuck in without knocking? What the fuck Hailey?”

“I said I’m sorry! We were just going to see if you wanted to stay up late and hang out with us, but then we saw what you were doing and didn’t know what to do!”

“So you didn’t knock, didn’t say anything, and then you stood there and watched all sneaky and quiet? What the fuck is wrong with you? How long were you there looking through my door like that?”

“We didn’t know what you were doing! I didn’t even know guys could do that, so you can’t blame me for looking, I couldn’t help it!” she admitted in a rare moment of blunt honesty.

“Is that why you opened the door all quietly? Were you two TRYING to catch me jerking off or something?”

“NO I SWEAR!” Hailey pleaded as she starting looking more and more guilty. “I didn’t know! We just wanted to hang out! It’s YOUR fault for leaving your light on, I didn’t think THAT was what you were doing! We weren’t trying to spy on you, I swear!”

“Its MY FUCKING ROOM you don’t come in without knocking!” I yelled at her, getting even more angry with her stupid excuses.

“I said I’m sorry! We didn’t meant to!”

“What, you didn’t ‘mean to’ stand there and stare? How long were you there before I caught you?”

“Just for a few seconds, I swear! We didn’t mean to spy on you, but when I saw you doing that, I’m sorry but I had to look, cause, like, that’s crazy!” Hailey said with a bit of a giggle.

“That’s bullshit,” I told her, “if you don’t know how to knock it would have been better if you just barged in but NO, you were all quiet and sneaky and peeked though the door to watch like little spies!”

“We weren’t trying to spy!” she repeated, “I swear!”

“Yeah you did! You guys are the perverts here, not me!” I said, desperately trying to turn this around on both of them.

“You’re the one who sucks his own dick!” she fired back.

“Ok fine whatever, just please don’t EVER fucking tell ANYONE, okay? Please?” I said, realizing I had to tone it down, they were actually the ones with all the power here. I could threaten and yell at my sister all I want, that wasn’t going to stop her or her little friend from doing whatever they want with this dirt they had on me now. After giving her shit for not knocking, I had nothing else, nobody else to be angry at but myself. Maybe they did just want to hang out and maybe it really was a simple mistake.

“Don’t worry, if I told anyone, nobody would believe it anyway!” Hailey said, finally starting to get her laughs in. She saw how mad I was but realized I was also desperate to keep them quiet and had no real power to do so, I was left to beg.

“So are you going to tell everyone? Because if anyone ever finds out, I’ll know it was from one of you two, ok?” I threatened them again as if they’d actually care about that.

“Ok ok, we won’t tell anyone, calm down,” Hailey said.

“Good, no one knows I can do that I don’t want anyone to know!”

“Why not? You should be bragging about skills like that!” she said even more jokingly. Hailey wasn’t usually this brash but always got a little more cheeky when she had Melissa around to back her up, even though she hadn’t said a word since I walked in. Melissa was just sitting there watching us argue, but starting to smile at my sister’s little jabs.

“It’s bad enough that you guys know! I’m embarrassed for myself, like… people would just think I’m a fag. That seriously didn’t gross you out?” I asked, even though I knew she wasn’t exactly traumatized or anything. I was asking Melissa too, trying to find a way to apologize without actually saying I’m sorry or taking any responsibility, try to find a way not to look gay. Still wasn’t my fault after all, the two of them were in on it together.

“Yeah it’s kinda gross,” my sister answered, “but whatever, you should join the circus or do porn or something because that’s freaky, I seriously didn’t know guys can do that!”

“Shut up, it’s NOT gross ok, and it’s not gay to do it to yourself,” I said desperately trying to redeem myself.

“I didn’t say you were, but you’re a freak!” Hailey said, smiling a guilty smile that only a little sister finding dirt on her brother could.

“Yeah I don’t think most guys can do that,” I replied, bragging more to Melissa than my sister, seeing the way she was looking at me. Her whole reaction to this thing was oddly silent and suspiciously smiley. You’d expect girls that age to be utterly repulsed by seeing something like that, but she was slowly developing a big shit eating grin and starting to laugh the stuff me and my sister were saying. “…and I don’t think anyone actually wants to see that either,” I went on, “I guess except for you two sick freaks, right?” If she wanted to poke fun at it I was going to hit them back just as hard.

“Shut up!” she snapped, “We said we’re sorry like a million times!”

“Ok, I forgive you, but only if you seriously never tell anyone, ok?” I pleaded, looking back and forth at the both of them, trying to wrap this up to a point where I could finally feel confident enough to leave without them turning on me later.

“I said I wouldn’t!” Hailey answered, then looking at Melissa, “we promise, right?” as they both nodded at me.

“OK fine then,” I said “but can you just fucking knock from now on PLEASE?!” I begged as I went to leave.

“I will, ok?”

“OK then”

“Ok”

“Good night.”

I quietly went back to my room to finish having my panic attack quietly by myself. I couldn’t believe they just did that to me, what a pair of sneaky little cunts! I knew for a fact they were being sneaky on purpose, I don’t know what they were expecting to see, but I wasn’t buying the whole “oh we just wanted to hang out late with you” shtick for a second. Hailey wasn’t stupid and knew damn well why her older brother would need his private time after dark, so it was obvious they were trying to catch me in the act for whatever reason.

I didn’t want to really call them out on it though, let them play whatever games or make whatever excuses they want. I was still so mad that night some small part of me even debated ratting then out to my parents, tell on them before they tell on me, snitch on them for sneaking around late and night and seeing things they can’t unsee. If I can get to our mom before she does in the morning, I can say that Hailey and her little friend snuck up on me masturbating – they’d get in way more trouble for that then I would, especially if I was the responsible older brother who came clean about it first. Then their wild story about me sucking myself off will sound like some bullshit a bunch of busted guilty little girls made up to make the older brother look bad and get back at him. Or something, I don’t know. Again stuck not even knowing what to do about the situation, it was out of my control now, all I could do is hope the damage control confronting them worked and that they really would keep quiet about it.

I was just getting over the incident with the groundskeeper in the change room too, then this. Sure it wasn’t as bad as it could have been, if it had been some other night if I had a friend or two sleeping over Hailey could have just as easily walked in on me with one of my friend’s cocks in my mouth or receiving a raw fucking in my ass. Sure, getting caught with my dick in my own mouth was way more humiliating than getting caught jerking off like a normal kid, but it still could have been a thousand times worse. Even though I was entirely mortified, angry, and terrified of what my sister or Melissa might say, I realized that I somehow dodged yet another bullet. At least they didn’t catch me and some friends doing something even worse, thank God they didn’t know about any of that.

It was nerve wracking being around Hailey and Melissa the next morning, but they thankfully acted like nothing happened and kept their mouths shut. I didn’t know how long that would last and I kept expecting to start hearing the rumors spread in the days after that, but the more time passed the less I worried about it. I mean if she really was going to tell anyone, wouldn’t the story be just as embarrassing for her too? Like is she really going to go around admitting she likes to spy on her brother pleasuring himself? If anything she’d be making herself look like a pervert for trying to snoop on her brother, and I was just her innocent victim. It’s not like I barged into her room all naked like “WATCH THIS!” and forced it upon them, I was keeping to myself minding my own business in the sacrosanct privacy of my room when they decided to spy on me.

As I kept playing the incident back in my head even the embarrassment quickly faded and I started to forgive both of them. My sister didn’t seem to look at me any different after that and she didn’t ever try to use it against me, I think she and Melissa both were as non-judgemental about it as I could have hoped girls that age could be. Hailey did occasionally quip about it and tease me sometimes when we were arguing or bullying each other, mostly in a good natured way, but if she really wanted to sting me during an argument sometimes she’d substitute out “go suck your own dick” when she’d normally be telling me to “go fuck yourself” or “fuck off”, which of course was easily brushed off as her notorious adolescent potty mouth if anyone overhead.

Melissa I trusted even less, knowing how girls are when they have some spicy gossip, and this was a doozy of a secret to keep. Luckily she went to a different school and I hardly ever had to see her face to face, and being around her remained awkward for a long time. I kept expecting she’d be the one to start telling everyone, but what she had witnessed was so inconceivable to most people that my sister kind of had a point – even if they did tell all their friends , who’s actually going to believe it? Sounds like exactly the kind of retardedly far fetched rumors kids make up about each other.

Somehow the rumor wasn’t spreading, so even Melissa must have kept it to herself. Luckily somehow I’d skated again and this little incident wasn’t coming back to haunt me either.

More surprisingly and much more worrying, one of the rumors that was starting to spread around the apartment blocks those days was this insane urban legend about the boys who got caught fucking in the pool’s change room by the groundskeeper. I was starting to wonder why they removed the shower curtains and never put them back, turns out that was most likely our fault. The hushed whispers of this wild rumor were totally vauge and didn’t name names or specify when, it was already being passed around from ear to ear like ancient historic legend by the time it circled all the way back to us. Nobody knew that the fags who got busted were us, but I guess our groundskeeper friend had let something slip to someone and now it was the most spicy rumor floating around. Everyone wondered who it was, I’m sure people had their theories, but thankfully we never got directly accused of being the ones.

For a while we got even more worried about our secret getting out, wondering if anyone was going to figure out it was us, apart from our friends who already knew. Too many people knew too much, and needless to say we took the groundskeeper’s advice and didn’t get caught fooling around in that change room ever again.

And at home I started being a lot more careful about what I did in my bedroom and when, especially whenever my bratty sister had Melissa over again. I still didn’t have a way to lock my door and I didn’t know if I could trust them not to sneak around again.

Getting caught in the act a few times really was an eye opener in more ways than one, we’d really gotten away with too much too easily and gotten complacent. We weren’t smarter than everyone after all and weren’t immune to getting caught, we had just gotten insanely lucky considering the incredibly stupid risks we were taking. Even when it did catch up to us and we finally did get caught, we still somehow got insanely lucky and didn’t actually get in any trouble for it, our secret somehow stayed safe and it didn’t fuck things up for us.

In fact it barely slowed us down. We never let a couple close calls stop us before, we sure weren’t going to now. We just had to reassess the risks we were taking, maybe find other ways to get our thrills instead of gambling with getting caught in the act again. There had to be better ways to get our sick thrills.

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