Page 3 of Puck Shy

I flip through the paperwork. It’s a typical NDA, the kind I’ve signed a million times before with all the commercials I’ve shot recently and deals Leo’s gotten me. I also just nabbed a supporting role in a film that shoots this summer. The only thing different about this NDA is the house rules section.

The most important rule is that no means no. That’s a given.

Once I’ve signed on the dotted line, I hand the papers as well as my phone to the woman, and Johnny does the same. Then she hands us the red bracelets we’ve both chosen for tonight.

“You’ll get your phones back at the end of the night.” She points behind us. “Walk down that hallway, then you’ll see different rooms,” she says. “Every room is themed. Remember, people wearing a white bracelet are just watching. People wearing red are participating. If a person declines your advances, then you walk away from them. Be respectful, and you can stay until the party ends at two. If you need to use your phone, come back here, and I’ll show you to the designated call room. There’s also a bar area at the end of the hall with a two-drink maximum. Do you have any questions?”

“I think we’re good.” Johnny winks.

“Great. Have a good night, gentlemen.”

“Thank you,” I say.

She nods and goes back to busying herself while Johnny walks off with a pep in his step. He’s dressed similarly to me, but his mask is red instead of gold.

“Are you coming?” he asks, apparently realizing I’m not following him.

I stare ahead at the large foyer. It’s quiet in this area, and if I didn’t know what was happening inside, I’d think nothing was going on. My mind flashes to the week I’ve had—to the month I’ve had—and I decide there’s no turning back now.

“Yeah, I’m coming.”

He gives me a sly grin that makes me want to punch him in the face, but I follow. Once we leave the foyer, I can hear the faint tunes of “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails playing through the speaker. It’s a little on the nose if you ask me, but it’s appropriate.

“Let’s get a drink first. Loosen you up a bit, Grandpa,” Johnny says, gesturing down to the end of the hallway.

I chuckle. Johnny just turned twenty-one, which makes me twelve years his senior. Him and the younger guys on the team love to rib me about being in my thirties. I don’t mind it, as I used to do the same shit when I was his age. It’s all in good fun.

As we walk past a few of the doors, I see they’re labeled with names. The first says “Heaven,” and the one next to it reads “Hell.” Again, not very original, but I guess they don’t need to be. As I walk in front of Hell, I hear the distinct sound of a woman crying out followed by clapping.

“Sounds like a party in there,” Johnny says, his voice giddy. I know where he’ll end up tonight.

When we near the bar, I see a door labeled “Sight & Sound.”

“That’s a voyeur room,” Johnny says.

My interest piques, and my steps slow.

“Oh, shit,” Johnny practically giggles, stopping so that I almost run into him. “I should’ve known you’d be into that.”

Before I can say anything, the door opens, and a petite woman walks out completely naked, her chest covered in cum. I know we’re at a sex club, but it’s still shocking to see at first.

“Excuse me,” she says, her voice husky. She keeps her eyes down as she walks off. Johnny watches her leave, licking his lips like a horndog.

“Maybe I’ll skip that drink,” he says.

I pat him on the back. “You go, man. I’ll find you later.”

“You sure?”

“Pretty sure I don’t need a babysitter to watch me fuck.”

He glances at the now closed door. “I don’t know; you might like that.”

I shove him in the shoulder. “Go spank someone, Rookie. Or whatever the hell it is you like. I’d rather not have you looking at my dick more than you already do in the locker room,” I joke.

He barks out a laugh. “There’s the McKnight I know.”

One of the doors we passed earlier opens. The sound of something hitting skin echoes around us, so it must be the Hell room. Johnny’s eyes track movement, and I turn my head to see a pretty redhead walk inside the now open door. He groans. I guess he’s found his first partner of the night.

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