Holy hell. I just had the best fuck of my life!

The thought of my cum in Meadow’s pussy made my cock pulse all over again.

I wiped the sweat off my forehead and made my way to the back of the brewery to find Paul. He was talking to Jason and as I got closer, I gave them both a nod, not interrupting their conversation. Jason handed me a sample of the beer they were discussing.

“I was just telling Paul that I experimented with a different flavor on this one. Have a sip and let me know what you think,” Jason said.

He was obviously feeling pretty proud. As I took a sip, I looked at Paul who was eagerly watching me. It was clear he had already tasted and guessed correctly what was in it. I let the flavor sit in my mouth for a few seconds as they both waited for my response.

“It’s good. A lighter beer. It tastes pretty fresh,”  I said.

“Yeah, but can you tell what I added?”  Jason asked.

“It kind of tastes sweet. Fruity, like a chick’s beer.”

“Yeah, yeah, but can you taste which fruit it is?” Paul said, jumping in.

“I don’t know man, you guys are the experts. I just like beer,”  I said as I took another sip.

They looked disappointed. Jason continued about the beer. “There’s a tart cherry flavor in there.”

“I could taste it instantly,” Paul said with pride.

Jason continued. “Even if you just smell it, you can pick up on the tart, cherry smell. At first it tastes sweet, like amber malt. The sweetness isn’t overpowering. Then, it takes on a dryer flavor. Finally, you’re left with a mild cherry essence that lingers sweetly on your tongue.”

“That’s what she said,” I said and the guys laughed.

It was an old joke, but always good for a laugh.

“Everyone but you has let that joke die, Kane.”

I grinned at them. “I’ll never give up on it.” I was a beer fan, and I respected the passion Paul and Jason had for it, but I didn’t want to spend the whole night talking about cherry and amber malt.

“Speaking of she,” I said, “are you still hanging out with that same girl, Jason?”

“The redhead with the addiction for yoga pants,” Paul added.

“No, that fizzled out a couple weeks ago. I’m back to the bachelor life.”

He didn’t seem overly disappointed about it. “How about you, Paul?” Jason said, using his high pitched, joking voice. “You still holding strong to your decision? No more being a player for you? Still looking for that special someone? Still searching for the one? Your one true love?”

With each question, his voice got higher, and funnier. I laughed but forced myself to stop when I looked at Paul. He was pretty serious about his decision to find one special girl.

“Kane ended things with Steph today,” Paul said, changing the subject.

“Finally,” Jason said, before Paul had the chance to finish his sentence.

I looked at them both. It was obvious they’d discussed the subject before. I didn’t say anything. They looked at each other and got the hint, letting the conversation move on.

“Hey, when was the last time the three of us went to Big Sur together?” Paul said.

Finally. A subject that I was interested in.

“It’s been way too long,” Paul continued. “We should go. We’re all completely free right now. Perfect time for a guy’s trip.”

“Sounds good to me,” Jason said. “I could really use a break.”

I nodded noncommittally, but the more I thought about it, a few days away with good buddies sounded like something I could really use.

“The catch is, we’d have to leave tomorrow,” Jason said. “Would that work for you guys? I just started a couple batches of beer and need to get back for when they ferment.”

“I’m sure I could get out of my shifts,” Paul said. “The new guy is always looking to pick up extra hours.”

They both looked to me.

I smiled. “Well, with all the work Paul got done at the shop today, I’m ahead of schedule. I’ll just have to stop by in the morning to make...”

“Yes!” Paul said, cutting me off loudly. “Kane is in too. I can’t believe it.”

He slapped me hard on the back and I laughed.

“Yeah, I’m in. Let’s do this,” I said.  

Jason was thrilled.

“Wicked,” he said. “I’ll drive. My buddy has a place up there. He said I can crash any time. I’ll give him a call later to make sure he’s cool with the three of us coming.” “Let’s head out early so we’ve got plenty of time to catch some waves,” Paul said.

“I’ll have to catch up with you guys there,” I said. “I’m in, but I do need to stop by the shop first. I don’t want to hold you up.”

It was true I needed to clean up a few things at the shop, but I also wanted to make sure I had my own vehicle. I didn’t want to be completely locked in to their schedule.

“Come on, man,” Paul said. “We’re a team.”

“We’re a team with two cars,” I said.

He didn’t push the issue for fear I’d back out completely. This was the first time in months I’d agreed to do anything remotely fun. The first time since … the accident.

“Hey you guys, your order’s almost up,” the waitress said as she popped between the tanks to give us a heads up.