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Have I mentioned that I REALLY loathe Hermione? 😣

“Your dad has a VHS player! We should find an old copy of Halloween or something and watch it this fall.”

“What's a VHS player?” James asked from his seat.

Caleb was on his knees untangling an HDMI cable. “It's like a cassette player,” he said, tapping a dark grey box about halfway up the stack, “except with movies instead of music.”

“Oh, okay,” James said, then turned to Logan. “What's a cassette player?”

The shower turns on by accident when my elbow knocks the handle, and a sudden spray of lukewarm water hits us. We all flinch. But nobody stops. The water streams over us, plastering my hair to my forehead, running in rivulets down Flynn’s chest, slicking the skin between me and Sam, making the sounds of our fucking even wetter.

There’s something ironic about it, all this water, and we’re still so, so dirty.

"A week ago, you could barely look at my dick without turning red.”

“Yes, and now I want it stuffed in my ass,” I say, and the words sound as shocking to me as they must to him.

I feel like I’m watching this from somewhere outside myself, this reckless, shameless version of me that’s been buried under years of guilt and fear. But I’m too turned on to care.

My brain is conjuring up a hundred different ways they could take me down and use me. Out in the fields. In the barn. On this table. I’ve never been around so much concentrated masculinity in my life. It’s like being on a diet and locked in a candy store. That’s something I hadn’t considered when I agreed to this. All I’ve done is strand myself in the middle of my own deepest desires. For a year. I’m an idiot.

“Justin.”

He holds out a hand. “Sam.”

His grip is calloused and firm, swallowing mine up entirely. The heat coming off him is like a furnace. He doesn’t let go right away. Just holds on for a beat, two, looking me up and down in a way that makes my skin prickle.

Don’t look at his crotch. Don’t look at his crotch. Don’t look at his—shit, I looked.

Oh fuck. This is not good. This is not good at all.

Got this book from my library.
Keep tryin' to put my finger on
the page and highlighting a passage.
It's not working. 🤷‍♂️

“Hey,” Cody said, and when Nate looked over at him, Cody smiled. “When it’s dark enough, you can see the stars.”

Nate tried to smile back, but failed. “I only see the dark.”

“Me too.” Cody nudged Nate’s knee with his own, and this time, Nate did manage to smile a little. “Guess it gives us a reason to keep looking up.”

“My mom always says, ‘Despair is anger with no place to go.’”

Cody chuckled and put his head down. He ran his hands through his straight black hair. “I guess that makes me Despair, then.”

“My mom also says, ‘When it’s dark enough, you can see the stars.’”

“Oh yeah? Well, my mom says, ‘If the world didn’t suck, we’d fall off.’”

Dnf @63%... too bored with this plot 🥱

Re-read

"This is fucking ridiculous, I hope you all know that. Out of all the dumbass things you guys have dragged me into, this one takes the cake. What are five straight guys gonna do at a gay bathhouse? We’ll look like complete idiots.”

He may be right. We'll look like a bunch of clueless idiots walking into that place. Still, the thrill of stepping into uncharted territory is exactly what makes this so appealing.