Unspoken Pleasure

I closed my eyes and rubbed my throbbing temple. Jim was right; there was no way I would think he would lie to me about this.

“Hey, you there?”

“Yeah,” I said softly. “She knows you and I are friends and she did it anyway.”

“I said something to her and she said for me not to be a bitch and say anything.”

“I can’t believe this.”

“Yeah, well, believe it, because then she told me if I was a good boy and didn’t tell you, she’d hook up with me next weekend up here and she’d make it worth my while.”

“She … what?”

“She was drunk, so maybe she didn’t mean it, but you should have seen her, Justin. You never wanted to hear it, but I knew she was a little wild-but man, there was a point I thought she was looking for a damn gang bang.”

“Did you tell her you were calling me?”

“No. I didn’t want to get her going, but she made a couple of cracks earlier that she was going to be staying at your house tomorrow night. According to her, you’ve been good and she figured she would throw you a bone.”

“Throw … me … a …” My temple was throbbing harder, my shock having turned to anger.

“I feel like a dick doing this over the phone, but I’m stuck up here with Josh and we’re hanging at his cousin’s tomorrow. I wanted you to know before she saw you tomorrow.”

“I … I don’t know if I can say thanks,” I said in disgust.

“I get it. But we’re tight, Justin, and this is bullshit. Dude, I don’t care how hot she is, I wouldn’t fuck that slut with someone else’s dick. Who the hell knows where she’s been?”

“I know where she won’t be,” I told him. As bad as I wanted to finally get laid, there was no way in hell I would get used like this.

“Good, and if she asks, you can tell her I told you.”

“She’ll figure it out. I’ll call her tomorrow. I don’t even want her coming here.”

“Don’t blame you.” Jim sighed. “Not for nothing, but a couple of us told you she was stringing you.”

“I’m glad you told me, Jim, but I don’t need I told you so right now, okay?”

“That’s cool man. I won’t bring it up again.” He laughed.

“What the hell is so funny?”

“I was just thinking I won’t have to say I told you so, and neither will anyone else. Fucking Sam will be telling you that for the next six months. She had that bitch pegged from day one.”

“Thanks for giving me that to look forward to,” I told him dryly. “Thanks again, Jim. Now go try to have some fun.”

“Yeah, I will. You be cool, bro, okay? She’s not worth anything stupid and there are plenty of girls who have a thing for you. Hey! Justin, you should give Cindy a call! She’s told you point-blank she wants to fuck around with you.”

“Cindy’s … kind of slutty.”

“So what? She wants to fuck, then go ahead and do it. Get yourself over this bitch and have some fun. You got her number, call her! You got the house to yourself. Imagine waking up to her in the morning!” He whistled into the phone. “I think she’s home tonight, too, so give her a call.”

I pictured Cindy with her long red hair, perfect little ass, and perky tits, and recalled her telling me, “Screw Jen, Justin. I’m a hell of a lot more fun than that stuck-up bitch.”

“You know, maybe I will.”

I ended the call without saying goodbye and sat back against the couch. I couldn’t believe Jen had done this to me. I wasn’t sold on the idea that she and I would be in it for the long haul, but I hadn’t thought I was going to be part of a rotation.

I felt like a fucking loser. She was probably fucking Rob’s brains out right now and planning on showing up here tomorrow like nothing had happened.

I briefly considered letting Jen come by and fucking her anyway. I had been so close to my first time. At this point I would know it didn’t mean anything, but it would still be sex.

No, I wouldn’t let her laugh at me like that. Jim was right. Cindy had been flirting with me since tenth grade. One phone call and she would be on her way. Again, it would mean nothing. Cindy was a big-time party girl who just liked to screw around. But unlike Jen, Cindy would point-blank say all she wanted was fun, so it wasn’t as if I’d be using her or getting used.

Used. How many times had Sam said that to me just today, never mind over the last six months? She’d been absolutely right. Now I felt even worse. I’d been shitty with her earlier. I rubbed my eyes. To my dismay, I felt tears. I could act mad all I wanted to, but I was hurting. I should have fucking known not to trust Jen. She was nothing like me or the rest of my friends.

In a way, I had been like my father, thinking with my cock-not my head-and acting like a jerk just to be with her, in the hope of eventually getting some. I’d have gotten some all right. Some of Rob. Some of whoever she had been with last night.

I wiped my eyes again and realized I wasn’t hurt as much as I was frustrated. I’d made good on my promise to my mother, and in all honesty I was proud that I had tried to do it the right way by finding someone I could say I loved, someone to make it special with.

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I’d made the mistake of waiting for a girl who was only waiting to ‘throw me a bone’ while sucking everyone else’s. Now I was back at square one. The thought of meeting someone, dating them for a while, and seeing if they were the one was out of the question. I was done with that shit. Time to do what Jim and all my other friends had been doing for the last couple of years. Get fucking laid.