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Ah, well. I guess I have time to figure it out.

Chapter 27

Brad

I fling open the door to Jason and Cas’s apartment.

“I took a quarter of a dick!”

My best friend sets down his fork and turns to face me. Cas keeps eating.

“Not a quarter-sized dick,” I clarify. “It was a very large dick. Or, well, nothuge. Little above average? Perfectly sized, in my opinion. Greg is a great dick. My point is Joey fucked me. A little bit. And I liked it.”

Understatement.Pretty sure I’m a cock slut now. Who knew?

Jason sighs, the weariest sound I’ve ever heard in my life.

“Dude, you okay?” I ask, turning to close the door. The woman across the hall has wide eyes, and I give her a smile and a wave before she’s cut off from sight.

“What do you mean by ‘a little bit’?” Cas asks.

“Oh, like, he got the tip in, and I blew,” I explain, heading toward the couch. “But good news! Douching was a huge success. What are we eating?”

Jason makes a disgruntled sound as I squeeze in beside him, but Cas holds up his hand. “Nice job, man. I’m proud of you for being open to new experiences.”

“Thanks, dude,” I tell him, feeling choked up as I slap his palm. “That’s really sweet of you to say.”

“Get a room,” Jason mumbles.

“I really doubt you want me doing that, Birdie. I like dick now, so—Ow, your nails are like claws!”

I wriggle away from Jason’s grip, contemplating sitting next to Cas before thinking better of it. I plop down on the floor on the other side of the coffee table.

“So,” I say, grabbing a container of fried rice, “how are we all feeling about snowballing? ’Cause it sounds hot.”

Jason throws his hands in the air. “I waseating.”

“AndI’mcurious about sharing jizz through the tender magic of kissing. What’s the big deal?”

“Hey, I’m helping put together a bachelor auction next weekend,” Cas says as Jason tries to skewer me with his eyes.Yeesh. Moody today. “Any chance you and Joey would want to participate?”

“Oh,” I say, my gut doing a weird little dive. “Is it, like, auctioning off a date?”

“Not at all,” Cas says. “It’s any service you want to provide to the highest bidder.Non-sexual, of course. Proceeds will help refurbish run-down parks and community centers in the area.”

“Damn you and your good heart,” I mutter happily. “Count me in. I’ll have to check with Joey, though.”

“Sure,” Cas says easily. “Just let me know by Tuesday.”

“Will the guys be there?” I ask, snagging a crab rangoon.

“Most of them, yeah. Why?”

“No reason,” I say, a grin spreading across my face. “I just happened to mention Alex to Joey the other day. This’ll give me a chance to introduce the two of them.”

Jason raises an eyebrow but doesn’t comment. Me?

I ponder what sort of service I could offer for Cas’s charity auction.

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