Cassie lifted her chin. “That’s not fair to the rest of us.”
And I gave how many fucks about that?
“He can’t use your quarters, Gage,” she went on. “Everyone has to pay their own way.”
I raised an eyebrow, crossing my arms over my chest. “Nope.”
Okay, trying to deny my boyplusthis whole argumentative side she was showing now? It was official. Hot or not, Cassie definitely wasn’t my type. My cock would just have to find something else to do later tonight.
“Chill, Cassie,” one of her friends said, backing me up. “There’s no rule about that.”
“Besides, pretty sure that argument wouldn’t fly with Gage even if there was,” Arnie, another freshman who lived on the same floor as Noah and me, said, proving he was smarter than he looked… but then for some reason he smirked, glancing at my boy and then catching my eye like he thought we were in on some kind of private joke or something. One that I was unaware of, for the record.
I frowned back at him. What the fuck was that smirk supposed to mean?
“Those two are practically joined at the hip,” Arnie went on, turning his attention back to Cassie. “Gage and Noah do… you know,everythingtogether.”
I frowned harder.
True.
And?
“Everything?” that Mel chick repeated breathlessly, looking back and forth between Noah and me with wide eyes, like she’d just been told it was Christmas.
“Uh, yeah?” I said, obviously missing something here. “’Course we do.”
I mean, pretty much.
Mel’s eyes went wide, her skin flushing pink and her tits bouncing as she started breathing harder, and—
Oh, okay.
Got it.
Apparently, Arnie had been making some kind of gay sex joke about how fucking close Noah and I were, and now Mel was getting all hot and bothered at the thought... although why gay dudes did it for chicks, I didn’t quite comprehend. Whatever, though. Didn’t apply anyway, and normally I’d just flip Arnie off and move on with the night, but with Mel looking so fucking thirsty about the idea? Let’s just say that my cock—which had mostly settled down thanks to the turn-off of Cassie’s behavior—started waking back up and getting interested in the proceedings again.
This Mel chick was definitely looking like a better bet than Cassie when it came to getting my dick wet tonight. I mean, I’d have to disappoint her on the threesome action she was clearly picturing, since Noah and I didn’t actually doeverythingtogether…
Huh. There was a thought, though. I mean, it wasn’t like I’d say no if Noah actuallywantedto get in on something like that—like I’d already said, what was mine was his, fuckingalways. It had just never occurred to me before. Weird, maybe? I mean, both fucking and Noahwerenecessities in my life… but nah. I shook my head, snapping out of it. Probably for the best just not to go there. For one thing, because Noah had never seemed interested in shit like that before, and for another, well, let’s just say he was so damn pretty himself that I might get confused about where to put my cock if he was in the mix.
It was still hot as fuck to know that the idea turned Mel on, though. A chick with a little kinky freak in her? That definitely worked for me.
“No one gets to share their quarters,” one of the seniors suddenly announced, which definitely got my mind off my cock and back into the game. Before I could correct the arrogant fucker on that issue, he smiled—a wickedly dirty one that had me thinking he might just be a kindred spirit—and redeemed himself. “Anyone short on quarters will just have to offer up a service instead.”
A what now?
Mel giggled. “That sounds kinky.”
“I like it,” someone else at the table said.
“Can I… um, can I do that, too?” Noah asked, still sounding drunk as fuck as he turned another one of his sloppy-sweet and totally sloshed smiles on me. “Can I offer shum… um, some kind of serv, sherv, swerve…”
“Service?” Mel cut in, giggling again.
Noah’s grin got even brighter as he nodded. “Yeah, can I just service the… the winner, Gage?”
Arnie smirked. “Oh honey,” he said to Noah before I could answer. “You should definitely plan on ‘servicing’ the winner.”
