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“Just reading.”

“Must be a good book if you’ve got something that needs a pillow to cover it.”

“Uh, y-yeah, it’s g-good.”

“I get it. We all have needs.” He winked at me. “When you’ve shot your load, let’s grab some dinner. I’m hungry.”

I would’ve thought more about how casual Teo was just now about me rubbing one out in our tower, but Jake had other plans.

“You heard him, stud. Lemme see that nut nectar.”

The renewed force with which Jake – I’m just gonna fucking say it, the ghost – was jacking me off was mind-bending. It seemed like almost getting caught had thrown pre-cum production into overdrive because I could hear every invisible stroke. Over and over, the foreskin covered my slit then slid its way down and around my cock head. I was fucking the air at this point. My moans were that of a slut in heat and I didn’t care. This was going to be the wildest orgasm I’d ever had.

“Cumming!”

I watched in utter fascination as my cock erupted straight into the air. I convulsed with each additional stroke, but Jake milked me for all I had, and by the end, my jeans and my stomach were coated in jizz.

“Good boy, Zach. See you next time.”

“Wait a sec. Why are you doing this?”

But no one answered. It appeared I was alone again.

I would’ve convinced myself that I had imagined the whole thing except for one small fact: my nut nectar – as Jake called it – was all over me, a prominent and sticky reminder that it was, in fact, real.

I buttoned up my jeans and used my shirt as a towel to wipe up the more significant patches before heading down the stairs. Careful not to drip on anything, I-

“Jesus! You scared me. I didn’t know you were still here.”

Teo was sprawled on the couch, watching TV. He glanced my way.

“It’s my room too, Zach.”

“Right, sorry.” I made a start for the bathroom.

“No worries, man. I might just have to borrow that book you were reading. It sounded like a porno up there.”

“Sorry.”

“Stop apologizing, Zach. Every dude jacks off. And I can’t really complain because it certainly wasn’t ESPN giving me half a chub.”

I did not imagine Teo grabbing his bulge through his shorts.

Is this what it was going to be like now?

He knew I was gay and he was going out of his way to make me super comfortable. That was it. Yeah, that made sense. It was normal for a guy to grab his junk after hearing you jack off.

CHAPTER 7

MATEO

I adjusted my loincloth one more time, checking the back to make sure the flap was covering enough. I swore it seemed larger when I tried it on a few weeks ago, not that I was naked underneath now – my new obsession with thongs had come in handy. It certainly kept everything in place in the front more than just the loincloth would’ve.

Zach wouldn’t come out of the bathroom until I left, or so he said, so I yelled goodbye and made my way downstairs to the party. I was fairly excited to see his costume, and proud that he had actually kept it a secret.

Halloween was basically an opportunity to wear as little clothing as possible and KΩK's first Halloween party in decades was no exception. Liam, our president, was dressed as a pharaoh; the twins were Batman and Robin; Evan, a cowboy; Malik, a naughty schoolgirl which was an interesting choice; most, if not all, in various states of shirtlessness. And the girls were no exception either – slutty nurse, slutty vampire, slutty bunny rabbit.

I grabbed a drink and approached Malik to ask him about his costume choice. He must’ve been on his third or fourth drink because he had no filter.