Page 27 of The Hookup Situation

“Lie down and let me put some lotion on your ass,” he says, sliding the condom off and tying it before tossing it in the wastebasket by the bed.

I do as he says and he returns from the bathroom a moment later with the lotion. I notice he’s cleaned himself off too.

He sits beside me and smooths the lotion over my bare ass. “You okay?” he asks, and my chest warms. “We went a little harder on the spankings this time. Might be sore for a while.”

“I’m good,” I promise. “I liked it. Loved it, really.” I’d needed it. Craved it, and he was amazing. I don’t know what it is about being spanked that I love so much but it’s my favorite thing, and it makes my dick so damn hard.

He smiles. “Good.” He finishes up with lotion, returns it to the bathroom, and then dresses himself as I watch. He didn’t wear his bright orange panties tonight because they were dirty after our adventure in the library, but he did have a purple pair on that were just as sexy. I didn’t see him in them for more than a couple seconds before I was against the wall with my ass out, though. I really wish I could enjoy them on him for longer. He’s so damn beautiful, and they look amazing against his pale skin, cupping his dick and balls so perfectly and showing off his incredible ass cheeks.

I have butterflies fluttering in my stomach when he finishes dressing and then returns to my side and kisses me tenderly.

“Goodnight, doll,” he whispers.

And then he’s gone.

EIGHT

JACKSON

I’m lounging on my couch a couple of days later, reading homework for my Early Theater Historyclass when I get a Grindr notification. They’ve popped up a few times in the last several days, and I’ve ignored them every time. I tell myself it’s because I'm busy, I’m in the middle of something, I don’t have time, they aren’t my type. It’s most definitely not because the only guy I can even think about fucking has brilliant blue eyes, messy blond hair, sexy as fuck tattoos, and a ridiculous purple ball cap. I’m in over my head with him and it scares the shit out of me. Yet I can’t bring myself to stay away. Though I know it would be the safe and smart thing to do.

Being with him is different. He’s so eager, so honest about what he wants and likes. He’s not afraid to ask questions and he makes me feel confident and beautiful. I don’t think I’ve ever had that from a lover before. He gives me the control I crave in bed, but he’s kind, and sweet, and gentle, and he makes me smile, too. He wants to know about me. I wasn’t expecting him to ask me all the questions he did at the library the other day, buthe seemed genuinely interested, like he really wanted to get to know me outside of the bedroom, and talking with him felt good. The way he smiled when he realized how passionate I am about theater was everything.

I’ve been so occupied with Preston I haven’t cared to fuck anyone else, and the idea of hooking up with someone that isn’t him feels wrong, even though it is just casual. Still, no matter how hard I try to convince myself he’s not the only gorgeous available guy out there, and that I should be playing the field more, I can’t bring myself to do it.

I find myself picking up my phone so that I can turn off Grindr notifications, when I see who it’s from.

Curious2002: Hey, Tinkerbell.Winky face emoji. If you want to get out tonight the biology department is having a volleyball match against the chemistry department and I’m playing. They do it every year, just for fun. Lots of people will be there. No pressure but I would love to see you there.

I bite my lip. Shit. I shouldn’t be going somewhere to watch him and a bunch of other sweaty men toss a ball around. Not that it doesn’t sound incredibly enticing. I’ve never actually watched a volleyball match before and I wouldn’t even be considering it if it wasn’t for him, but it’s not what we’re about. I’m supposed to be fucking him and leaving, period. Then I realize something.

Theaterslut: Why are you asking me about a volleyball game on Grindr?

Curious2002: You didn’t want me to text your number for anything other than hooking up

I can’t help laughing. He’s so ridiculous.

Theaterslut:Eye roll emoji.Will there be shirtless men and tight shorts?

Curious2002: Lol, I’m not sure about everyone else but I can certainly wear tight shorts and get rid of the shirt if it will get you there

God, I’m blushing like crazy right now.

Curious2002: So you coming?

I bite my lip to keep from smiling like an idiot. There’s a fluttering feeling in my chest at the idea that he wants me to be there so badly, and he even had the courage to ask, knowing I might turn him down, but I’m trying not to think too much about it at the same time and it’s got me all mixed up. I want to be able to enjoy this, whatever it is, and just be happy, but I’m so fucking scared.

Theaterslut: Maybe

Curious2002: We’ll be in the gymnasium at the south side of the rec center, if you decide to come, 7pm.

I set my phone down and rest my head back on the couch, groaning loudly as I run my fingers through my hair.

“What’s up with you?” Colby, one of my roommates asks as he passes me on the way to the kitchen. He’s big, bulky, has short dark hair and is on the wrestling team. He’s also stark naked. It took some getting used to at first, but now I don’t even think twice about the fact that he’s wandering around nude, his dick and balls swaying as he moves. They’re not too bad to look at if I’m being honest, and he doesn’t do it all the time, but he likes to “be free in his own house” as he puts it, so he does it unless we have guests. Jeremy, my other roommate and I have just taken to texting him when we know people are coming over and hoping he gets it before they’re all scarred for life. Rory staying here drove the poor guy nuts, but he got away with only underwear while he was here. “No one should be making that sound unless they’re getting railed.”

“Shut up,” I grumble, letting out a loud sigh as I stare at the ceiling and contemplate my life.

“What’s going on, man?” he says, opening a giant tub of yogurt and proceeding to eat straight out of it. “You okay?”

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