Tanner spun him around and pushed him up against the wall. Before Ace could protest, Tanner kissed him, hard and sloppy and bruising.

Ace kept his mouth firmly closed and tried to squirm away, but Tanner was surprisingly strong. Ace could feel Tanner's cock rubbing up against his own.

When did he get my zipper down?

Finally, Ace was able to wrench his mouth away. "You need to get the fuck out of here!" he whispered angrily.

Something caught Tanner's eye over Ace's shoulder. "Already got someone for tonight, huh? Interested in a third?" He snaked his hands down Ace's jeans. "What do you say, doc?" Tanner asked. "Wanna join...