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Gage
“Oh shit, bro,”I said when my best friend, Noah, suddenly started tipping sideways in his seat.
Poker night in the freshman dorms was in full swing, and Noah was clearly already feeling it. Well, feeling the beer that the seniors who’d decided to slum it with us tonight had brought to ensure their welcome, at least.
I wasn’t nearly the lightweight that he was, not withmyheight and build, but gotta admit, I was feeling a little less than sober myself since we’d already been playing for a few hours.
Didn’t stop me from coming in with the save, though.
“You good, Noe?” I asked, grabbing Noah and yanking him back in my direction, then propping him up against my shoulder while I dealt out the next hand.
“I’m… I’mamazshing,” Noah slurred, leaning even more heavily against me. At least, heavily for a guy who weighed just about nothing in the first place.
“Fuck yeah, you are,” I agreed, winking just to see his dimples come out. Easy, since he tended to be a happy drunk anyway.
What else I hoped he’d be tonight, though? My wingman.
No one could talk me up like my boy did, and thanks to that beer the seniors had brought, a few hot chicks had decided to join the game, including one in particular that I definitely wouldn’t mind hooking up with after I finished cleaning everyone out of their quarters.
Not that IneededNoah’s help to score like that, of course, but just sayin’, it didn’t hurt to have him gushing about how fucking great I was when I was trying to get in some chick’s pants, you know?
Speaking of which…
Across the table from me, Cassie Johnson was frowning down at the cards in her hand. I didn’t know her all that well, but what I did know was that she looked hot as fuck tonight… and would look even better naked and begging me to do her later.
I grinned at the thought, then leaned forward to tap the middle of the table where some of the other players were already tossing in their quarters.
Cassie looked up.
“Right here, Cassie,” I said. “You in?”
She hesitated, then shook her head, putting her cards down. “I don’t think so.”
Noah started to slip off my shoulder before I could tell her that Ididthink so, his hands flailing around for balance and one of them landing right on my junk.
“Jesus, Noe,” I said, grabbing him around the waist to steady him. “Careful.”
“Sorry, G,” he mumbled, patting his apology out on the semi I’d been sporting all night before finally moving his hand away to scoop up the cards I’d dealt him.
I helped by shrugging him off me—which, not gonna lie, was also a bit of self-preservation to avoid any potential cock-confusion from all that patting—but for the record? I shrugged my boy offgently. Not that Noah was a fragile flower or anything, but—
I bit back another grin. Fine. Maybe he kind of was, actually, but he wasmyfragile flower, so of course I was gonna take care with him.
“Cassie,” I called out as soon as Noah was situated again, nodding toward the pot. “You know you want to.”
She sighed. “I can’t,” she said, folding up her cards with a pretty little pout that I’d love to see wrapped around my cock... preferably later tonight, with my hand fisted in all that gorgeous blonde hair of hers while I held her where I wanted her and made her gag on it.
That’s right, not a romantic here. Just nineteen, hung, and horny. And fuck, having that particular visual of Cassie in my head now, combined with the accidental attention Noah had just given my cock? I definitely needed to get laid.
“So everyone’s in who wants to be, then?” one of the seniors asked, rapping his knuckles on the table next to the pile of quarters in the center of the table.
“Nope,” I said, popping the “p” and winking at Cassie. “Go on, babe,” I told her, dropping a hand down to rest on my junk. “Just put it in. It won’t hurt… much.”
Nine inches. She was gonna feel it.
The also-hot chick sitting next to Cassie snickered, but Cassie had obviously missed the innuendo. “My cards suck, and I don’t have anything left to bet. I’m all out of quarters.”
