“Noe?” Gage asked in a sleep-scratchy voice, his arm instantly tightening around me. “You awake now, babe?”
I nodded, my throat tight. “Gage, my parents...”
His eyes hardened, the blurry sleep-look suddenly gone. “I know. I told you, though, that’s not happening.”
He knew? Oh. Ohhhhhhhhh. Oh my God, right, he did. Everything from earlier felt kind of muddled in my brain, like all that freaking out I’d done, all that crying in the bathroom at the diner, all the despair and hopelessness and abject misery I’d been drowning in as I’d dragged my feet coming back to the dorms—knowing the whole time that I’d have to tell Gage I was leaving once I got there—had left me with an emotion hangover or something. But of course Gage knew. Ihadtold him. It was all coming back to me as the sleep-haze clouding my brain started to melt away.
I’d told him, and then he’d given me some chocolate, and then I’d—
Oshit.
Shit shit shit shitshit.
I suddenly scrambled upright, my naked back scraping against the wall and my heart trying to pound out of my chest as the freak-out I’d put on hold earlier that morning slammed back into me full force.
My hands went to my collar.
Still there.
I was naked, though. Have I mentioned naked? Naked, in Gage’s bed. He still hadhisclothes on, but I was naked because he’d undressed me and cleaned up my cum after… after…
“I sucked your dick,” I blurted, my heart suddenly pounding.
Gage smiled. Slow and sexy and… oshit, now, on top of my panic over having pushed the gayness too far and possibly ruined our friendship forever, I was getting hard, too.
“Yeah you did, slave—”
Slave. Gah. That made my pounding heartsingand the dark doomsday cloud from breakfast start to lift and my dick get even harder. (Still also panicking inside, though.) (For the record.)
“—you sucked it so fucking well,” my master all but purred.
Annnnnnnnnd now I was evenharder. Rock hard. Steel hard.Harderthan steel.
“You made Daddy feel good, baby,” Gage went on, reaching up from where he still lay next to me to touch my mouth, trace my lips, eye them like he might kiss me—kiss me!—and officially turn my dick into purified chromium... which I still remembered from a high school science class was the hardest metal on earth, thank you very much, because Gage had drilled me on that fact over and over andoverbefore some big test we’d had, all the while making increasingly raunchy dick jokes that had made me laugh so hard I probably would have peed if those jokes hadn’t, erm, also mademehard, just because the subject wasdicks.
Or… or maybe because it had beenGagetalking about dicks.
I hurried up and stuffed that thought down deep where I didn’t have to see it, ignoring it just like I’d ignored all those boners he’d given me ever since forever, because I had to remember that Gage was still straight,and even if he was also my master at the moment—and had let me suck him off and touch him and he’d touchedme, too—as soon as the collar came off…
Which, fuck, it would have to. Soon. One way or another.
Either Gage would come to his senses and remember that he actually wanted to stick his dick into girls, not into me… or else he’d let me keep it on for a little while longer, just because he was always so, so nice to me. I mean, he probably already knew how much I liked wearing it, and he was always going out of his way to give me things I liked… like chocolate.
I swallowed hard, suddenly wanting to cry.
But… but even if he miraculouslydidlet me wear the collar all the way until the end of the semester, if he let me keep calling him Master and kept reminding me that he was in charge so I didn’t have to be, it would still have to come offthen, when my parents made me move back home.
And then… andthen...
Oh God. I couldn’t breathe.
Becausethen, when the collar finallydidcome off, the best I could hope for was that Gage and I would go back to how we’d been before. Which had been great, but not as great as this.
And even if, somehow, he actually managed to fix things with my parents so I could stay here with him, fix things just like he’d promised right before he’dput his dick in my mouthearlier, what if… what if… what if…
I clutched at my throat, black spots appearing at the edge of my vision.
What if, after the collar came off, things between usdidn’tgo back to how we’d been before, just like I’d been worried about this morning? What if my worst case scenario actually came true, and Gage changed his mind about being my best friend once he figured out how much I actually wanted us to be more? What if me sucking his dick made him realize that I was actually—
