At first, I’m filled with a dark, sour feeling. But then I realize what time it is and dive for the phone. Who would call me at midnight?!
I pause when I see Ren’s name flashing up at me. That’s… weird. Weirder still is the way my stomach dances.
“Hello?”
“Hi,” he says. His voice is quiet. Always so soft and soothing. I sigh without meaning to. “You home?”
“Yeah. Just got here. Is everything okay?”
His laughter is quiet. “Yes. I realize this is a bit unorthodox, but…” he pauses. “How did your event go?”
I’m trying to figure out what’s unorthodox about the question, but answer, “It was really good. I think we met the goal in the first couple hours. I guess gay hockey players really bring out the sympathy card.”
He snorts. “Good. You doing okay?”
He’s just being nice. This man has seen me hyperventilate several times now. That’s why he’s calling. Knowing this is a damper to my fluttering heart and yet not entirely. Heiscalling me to check in.
“I’m good,” I say.
“Good to hear. Listen, I have an idea.”
“What kind of idea?”
I hear him chuckle again. It’s quiet. I like the tenor of it. “An idea to relieve some stress. To let you feel good in all the ways you want to without risking your career. I know you feel like you lost the one thing in your life that felt like a positive release and I’ve been thinking about ways to replicate it to some degree, but in a more controlled environment.”
He’s talking about sex. Is he going to ask me to have sex with him? Like friends with benefits? How do I feel about that?
Glancing down, I decide that at least my dick is completely on board. Shocking. It’s been weeks since I’ve had sex with anyone. Hell, two nights ago was the first time I jacked off in weeks!
“Okay…” I say.
“Do you really want to be a part of a gang bang?” Ren asks.
Oh. My. God. Did he really just ask me that? My dick is totally listening now. I think it even grew ears.
“Yes,” I blurt, and then wince. Fuck me, why would I admit to that?
As if he doesn’t already know the truth.
“As the participant being fucked,” Ren continues.
“Yes.” My cheeks burn. What does he think of me?
“I’m only calling so late because this offer is a little time sensitive with the holidays coming. But I can arrange that for you. If you’re interested. Four guys. Four dicks. You wear your mask, but we’re going to need to cover your eyes too.”
“I, uh…”
“For everyone’s protection, Fel. No cameras. No evidence of this will ever leak. But I can make this happen if you’d like it to.”
Every little cell in my body is screaming for it. Yes! Yes, I want to do this!!
“You… really?”
“Really. On the twenty-third. My place.”
“Are you going to fuck me too?”
He’s grinning now. “No.”
