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Colin
Suite’s goingto be empty Thursday night.Subtle wasn't Zach’s strong suit. He was jonesing to see what we planned to do to him next. And from the texts he sent late at night, it was obvious he’d been watching porn. Soon, I was going to tell him he wasn’t allowed to jerk off unless he asked permission. That would be hot, especially if I could get Daniel on board with him having to come to my room to askme,not just beg Daniel when he was already hard.
Zach was more relaxed since coming out to our friends, but there hadn't been a time when all three of us could get together. He'd invited me to hang out in their room every night, but I had way too much homework to sit around watching them play video games all night. The one night I’d tried studying while they played, I’d been distracted by their bickering back and forth.
And, honestly, I was nervous about how intense things had been between us that last time. If I thought there was a chance of walking away, I was an idiot. Both of them were already under my skin.
Good, Daniel responded.We need to talk.
What the fuck, man? That's the worst thing you can say to somebody who's trying to get in your pants.I could picture Zach staring at his phone instead of paying attention to his professor, his mouth gaping open.
Zack's right, Daniel. How many times does anything good come after a we need to talk text?I knew what Daniel meant, but ‘we need to talk’ was one of those phrases that put just about anybody on edge.
Not like that,Daniel promised. My professor walked into the lecture hall, so I shut down my phone. If the two of them were going to keep talking while I was in class, I’d have to start turning it all away off. Silencing it only made it so I felt my phone buzzing against my thigh every twenty-two seconds. Knowing it was the guys making my phone vibrate had my dick hard and aching. I couldn’t make it until Thursday without seeing at least one of them naked. Even if we had to hold off on sex for a bit longer, I wanted to feel them fighting over my cock again, kissing each other with my shaft between them. That had been hotter than anything I’d ever imagined.
Somehow, I managed to take a copious amount of notes, and the professor was completely unaware of theotherdocument I had open on my laptop, filled with all the filthy fantasies I wanted to eventually explore. I even had an idea of what I wanted to do for the paper he’d assigned, which was nothing short of a miracle.
I waited until I exited the building to pull my phone out of my pocket. The two of them had been bickering back and forth about whether talking was overrated. It wasn’t. Especially not in a relationship like ours.
But could what we were doing even be called a relationship? I wasn’t sure because, so far, it was a lot of texting, one sexy afternoon, and promises that never seemed to come to fruition. But tonight, we were going out to dinner—which was basically like a date—so maybe this was turning into something more than just fooling around and we hadn’t admitted it yet.
Tonight. I’d find a way to talk to them about what was happening over dinner, then maybe we could go home and celebrate.
“Hey, wait up.” I kept walking because I figured whoever it was had to be talking to somebody else. Between work, classes, spending time with my brother, and this drama with my roommates, making friends hadn’t been a high priority.
“Hey, I'm Landon.” I looked up at the guy who was now standing directly in front of me.
He looked like a Landon, with his neatly pressed khakis, button-down shirt, and blazer. He probably also sported a coordinating stick implanted firmly in his ass. The thing I couldn't figure out was why he was trying to catch my attention.
“You're in Professor Edwards’s Modern History class, right?”
“Um, yeah.” That solved the mystery of why he was trying to talk to me, but I still had no clue who this guy was. I would have remembered seeing someone so uptight. “You?”
“Yeah. I was wondering if you be interested in studying together over coffee?” The way is gaze traveled over my body, I was fairly certain what he actually wanted had little to do with studying. While it did the ego good to have someone interested, I already had my hands full.
“If you really want someone to study with, sure,” I offered. “But that's all.”
“You have something against making friends?” he countered, there corner of his mouth turning up in a cocky smirk. I’d known guys like him before. He was good looking, and he knew it. He wasn’t used to being turned down, and I didn’t believe he would give up easily if hewasinterested, but there was also a chance he truly just wanted to be friends.
And I needed to stop isolating myself to the guys in the suite. They’d all graduate in the spring, and then I’d be on my own. Fuck. Reality was a bitch sometimes.
I cleared my throat. “Sorry. I didn't mean to assume you are asking for anything else. I just…” No. I was not going to explain to this complete stranger how I already had my hands full with the two guys I lived with. Annandale was a welcoming place, and they didn't tolerate any sort of bigotry, but that didn't mean everyone would understand or be chill with gay guys who were maybe, possibly, thinking about committing to a closed poly relationship.
“Give me your number and I'll text you. We can set up a time,” he offered. I handed in my phone and told him to send himself the text, so we’d have each other's numbers. “Cool. I’m hoping that maybe you understand what Edwards is saying, because it’s all going over my head. I don’t want to screw myself in my first year.”
“Yeah, he’s so dry, it’s hard to stay awake sometimes.” Okay, so he wasn’t that bad, but I didn’t want Landon to think I was accusing him of being stupid and that seemed to be the safest response. “Listen, I hate to cut this short, but I need to get to my next class.”
He didn't need to know I was done for the day. Zach was eager to move things along in the bedroom, but Daniel and I wanted to show him we weren’t just looking for convenient sex. I needed to get home, shower, and duck out before any of our roommates got home. If all of us disappeared at the same time, it might raise suspicions.
I hurried through my shower and threw on the clothes Daniel had picked out for me this morning. He wouldn’t tell me where we were going. He said he wanted it to be a surprise for both of us. All I knew was that we were meeting at a little park across town. I was just about to take off when there was a knock at my bedroom door.
“Hey, man, what's up?” I greeted my brother when I opened the door. He'd been busy enough between classes and Jayden that we’d barely spent any time together so far.
“Hot date tonight?” he asked as he took in my outfit.
“Something like that,” I admitted.
