broken lunch date
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If I hear one more word about the party, I'll scream.
'Brad. Hey. Hey! What's with Rob?'
I turn quickly, and see Joe staring at me. Mike too.
'Hmm?'
'He wasn't in class.'
'Oh?'
'Yeah, I'm guessing you didn't know.'
'No.'
'I hope he isn't sick. The party-' I don't hear the rest of what he said, too busy inhaling deeply to scream. Mike, however, cuts me off.
'You going?'
I start a coughing fit, having inhaled too deeply and choked on my own spit. Joe begins laughing, moving to my side. His hand slides down my back, gently rubbing as I double over holding my stomach.
I choke out a few more strangled coughs, gasping for air. Nothing makes you feel more stupid than choking on your own saliva.
I look up to them, both smiling at me. I have a moment of shock, Joe seeming to have shown an ounce of kindness to me.
Ah, but there goes his hand from my back.
'You all right?' Mike asks, and I can tell he's trying hard not to laugh.
I nod, not trusting my voice just yet.
'So, are you going to the party?' Mike asks again.
I groan, and start walking away. I hear Joe chuckling, and he grabs my arm.
'Tell Rob I expect to see him. That is, if you make it home without dying.'
Mike finally breaks, bursting into a fit of giggles.
'We'll both be there.' I say, looking to them again.
'Maybe I should give you a ride. You don't seem to be in the best of shape.' Mike speaks, smiling.
'You're both fucking hilarious. Anyone tell you that?'
Joe's laughing again, and I find myself smiling.
'We were about to do a late lunch. Maybe you'd like to join us?' Mike asks, before looking to Joe. I look at Joe as well, and he shrugs.
'I don't mind. He can join us if he wants.'
'So?'
I don't know what to say, keeping my mouth shut to not say what I'm thinking. Which is ahhhhhhhhh, ummmmmmmmmmmm....
Knowing I'll regret it, I nod.
I follow them to a car. Joe's I assume, as he stands next to the driver side door.
Time for a revelation. Brad's kind of shy. And going to lunch with two cute boys, although a very very nice thought, scares the shit out of me.
Not scare, like a rabid dog would. But makes me uneasy. Too many opportunities for me to make a fool out of myself. Plus, no common ground except Rob. What if we don't have anything else? And really, who'd want to discuss Rob over lunch?
...They're both staring at me.
'I just remembered, I can't. Got this thing, you know? With the, uh, stuff. Party! I mean, got to, prepare?...'
Mike's smiling at me, and Joe shrugs.
'Your loss, man. I was gonna make Mike buy.'
'We'll do it some other time.' Mike says, as Joe gets in. Mike gets in, and Joe starts up the car.
I turn to leave, and see Dave headed my way. I turn to the car quickly disappearing, and whimper.
Silently calling out to the hot Asians driving off. No, don't go- Please, come back. I'll buy- And suck you both! At the same time, and let you-
'Brad?' I jump, turning to face Dave.
'Hey. Dave.' I say shakily. Having been scared out of a fantasy I was too involved in.
'Lose your car?'
'Huh?' I stare at him, it taking to long to realize he is smiling. It was a joke. 'Ah, haha, no. Just, saying bye to some friends.'
'Need a ride? I'm headed home, could take you.' Dave asks, and looks at me as if his life hangs in the balance of my answer.
'Sure. That'd be great.' I say, finding myself unable to say no.
To my own surprise, I'm smiling nearly the whole way home. Either at my own joke, the way Dave smiled politely at my jokes or the way he'd look at me out of the corner of his eye.
There was just something about the way he gazed at me.
He liked me. Or felt pity for me. I don't know which yet, so I say it's the first one.
I enter the house, and Rob's door is closed. I head to my room, falling back into my earlier threesome fantasy.
Just as me in my head was about to do something very inappropriate to a very inappropriate part of Mike's body, I hear Rob's door slam shut.
I walk to the living room, and Rob's sitting on the couch. I straddle his lap.
'Hi.' He says softly.
'You didn't go to class?'
'No. Didn't want to. What's up?'
'Rob, I'm so horny.'
'Jack off.'
'I've tried.' I whine, and Rob's hands are pushing on my chest.
'All right, time to step away from me now.'
'Shut up.' I sigh, sitting next to him.
'Party tonight, you poor thing. You'll find some ass.'
'If I don't, God help me.' I say.
'If you don't, God help me.'
I tilt my head, staring at him. I lick my lips slowly, and he's quickly standing.
'Stop that right now!'
I laugh, and he huffs off to his room.
'I was joking!' I yell, walking to my room.
I decide to go all out for the party. Changing my white t shirt to a blue button up.
And so it begins.
Roughly 12 shirts and 5 pairs of pants later, I step out of my room. Wearing a white t shirt and jeans.
Rob was sitting on the couch, no doubt waiting on me. He casually looked my way, exhaling a long stream of smoke.
