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“What do we do?!” Cory whisper-yelled while standing stock still, afraid that any movement might put him on display. Getting caught wasnotpart of the deal.
“It’s fine. It’s fine. I got this.” Jackson seemed like he was talking more to himself than to Cory. “I need you to wait here.”
Cory gave Jackson a questioning look but let him continue.
“I’m not out to my teammates yet. Please, it’s just for a few minutes. I’ll lead those guys away and then meet you back atthe party,” Jackson finished explaining. “If those dudes caught me out here with a guy, they would never let me live it down. Please?”
“Sure.” Cory did his best to hide his annoyance. He guessed he couldn’t really blame Jackson for wanting to hide him. Or be surprised by yet another dude more interested in covering his own ass. “I’ll see you back at the party.”
“Thanks, boy.” Jackson gave Cory a smile. “Promise I’ll make it up to you.”
Cory nodded but said nothing, leaning back against the tree as Jackson walked around to intercept his teammates. He really hoped college wasn’t like this. The flakey dude part, not the kinky outdoor sex part.
“Yoooo!” Jackson called to his teammates.
“There he is!” the first guy exclaimed. “Where’s the girl?”
“What girl?” Jackson played dumb, but he wasn’ttechnicallylying.
“Whatever poor girl you talked into letting you fuck her out here,” the second guy chimed in. “Just like you did at the last three parties.”
“Heh, heh.” Jackson chuckled nervously. “Come on, guys. Leave her alone. She’s shy.”
“Alright, alright.” The first guy had a thoughtful look on his face for a moment before turning back to the woods to call out, “Just so you know, you can do better!”
Cory stifled a laugh as he carefully redressed himself. He had to agree. Now to kill some time. Cory sat down and pulled out his phone. He had a couple of games on there that didn’t require a connection to play and only needed a few minutes anyway.
“Why were you guys looking for me anyway?” Jackson punched his teammate on the shoulder as they walked back toward the party site together.
“Oh, dude, the party’s canceled,” the first teammate explained. “There’s a huge storm coming in.”
“Shit, really?” Jackson was bummed that it would be an early night.
“Yeah, everyone’s packing up now and heading back into town,” teammate #2 added. “Didn’t want you getting left behind because you were getting your dick wet.”
“Heh, yeah. Thanks, man.” Jackson looked behind him as he walked away from the tree hiding Cory. He’d make it back in a few minutes anyway, right?
“So, you just got on your knees and…?” Nic had barely taken a bite of his burger before Derek started telling him about his recent interactions with Carl.
“That was the idea, yeah,” Derek responded nonchalantly.
“Isn’t that gay?” Nic seemed slower than usual on the uptake.
“Really, dude?” Derek cocked his head.
“Fine, fine,” Nic conceded Derek’s unspoken point. “So, you’re his boy now?”
“Not exactly,” Derek reasoned. “I’m more like his apprentice.”
“Intern.” Nic snorted.
“The pay’s about the same,” Derek added. “I’ve been with him ‘training’ for over a month now. It seemed weird at first, but if I’m serious about some of this stuff then—” Derek was interrupted by the ringing of his phone. He picked it up to look at the screen. “It’s Cory’s mom.”
Nic gave a questioning look but said nothing, putting down his half-eaten burger.
“Hello? Ms. Davis?” Derek answered the call.
“Derek, hi. How are you?” Cory’s mom, Julia, responded.
