"So is Chris your type then?"
All eyes dart to you, everyone holding a beer but Chris and now you.
You shrug bringing the cup of water to your lips, "Why i'm i the subject of these questions?"
A few of the guys snicker, "Hey! No! Fuck you guys! Everyone else is getting the easier questions. Why i'm i getting the ones about my type?"
Ryan shrugs, "Just a game."
Ricky laughs, "You have to answer."
Vinny nods in agreement with Ricky and looks towards Justin who just shrugs. He's just here man, he doesn't even know.
With a groan, "Yes. Chris is my type. Okay? Happy."
Chris turns a bright red and he looks towards Ryan, "So is it because of the age or?"
You look at Ryan with a scowl, "What?"
Ryan gulps, his hands going to the air in surrender.
"Is it because he could be like..."
You raise an eyebrow.
"Your uh."
"For gods sake Ryan!"
Vinny shouts, "Your dad. Is it because Chris could be your dad?"
Ryan rubs at the back of his neck, immediately regretting this.
You chuckle, "I mean if we're being technical here."
You shift in your seat and look towards Justin, a finger going towards him.
"He's old enough to be my dad."
Turning towards Ricky, "He's old enough."
You look towards Ryan, "Hmm, i mean you aren't old enough but we could always pretend."
Ryan's face turns a beet red as you turn to Vinny, "A brother yes but father no."
You clear your throat, "No i'm not into incest. Shut up."
Turning to Chris, "You are most definitely old enough."
Leaning back into your seat, "Is that your questions answered?"
All the guys nod, gulping and the room goes silent. It stays that way for a minute before Vinny speaks up.
"So what exactly does one have to do to be your type?"
You chuckle, "If you are down to spank me in the bedroom, be rough, praise me. You're my type. So two people qualify here."
Your eyes dart to Chris and his eyes shoot wide, "And before the next question gets asked, no i don't want to hook up with anyone here. Okay? That clear?"
All the guys nod, "Now are we done talking about my very obvious daddy issues?"
