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“Dude, get your foot off my junk” Blake said, shoving Andrew’s leg away. “You’re so fuckin’ gay sometimes, man” he added, clearly unimpressed as Andrew cackled.
The house was full, just like it was every time there was a big game. Blake’s parents were rich rich, which gave us the opportunity to flock to one of their many living rooms and spend the day shouting at the huge television and drinking beers.
I caught sight of Cole as he shoved his way through the group to get as close to the action as possible. He was late, as usual, because he’d spent the morning at the gym which was also nothing new. The guy spent more time working out than he did sleeping, and that was saying something.
“Want a beer?” I asked, as he sat down.
“Does a cow shit in the hills?” He replied, rubbing his hands together.
“That’s not the phrase” I told him, chucking him a can, but he ignored me as he cracked it open and stared eagerly at the television.
I’d be lying if I said that there wasn’t a certain nervousness as the group fell silent and watched the game. I knew it was stupid, and I also knew that even if I did win the bet, the chances of me actually making him do anything… Odd, was slim to none.
I mightn’t have been as popular as Cole, but I was certainly well liked around college, so I had a reputation to uphold. Plus, how many chicks would want to hook up with me if they heard that I’d tried to get a guy to do something sexual? It wasn’t worth the hassle, but that didn’t stop the niggling excitement in the back of my mind.
“Motherfucker!” Cole groaned, after less than ten minutes, when his side began to trail. Another rush of excitement hit me.
“Loads of time left, bro” Andrew said, smacking Cole on the back. They both supported the same team, though Cole was far more passionate about it.
I liked football, but I wasn’t exactly the number one fan. If it was on, I’d watch it with the guys, but this was the first time in my life that I was genuinely paying attention to every second, and the more that Cole’s side began to lose by, the better it became.
“This is fuckin’ bullshit!” He barked, crushing his can in his hand. “How did they not fucking see that?!”
I had to hide my smile as Cole and Andrew exploded in a fit of rage. There wasn’t much time left, and suddenly the idea of having my roommate as some sort of sex slave for an entire week was looking far more plausible. Still, however, it was nothing but fantasy.
“I need another fuckin’ beer, man” Cole sighed, when the realisation hit him that his team was going to lose. He got to his feet, evidently deflated, and stopped for a moment before glancing at me. “Don’t say a fucking word” he warned me, and I couldn’t help but grin at him as he stormed off to find some alcohol to settle his anger.
Ideas began to swarm my brain. Sex aside, I was absolutely going to make use of him in other ways. I needed to clean my side of the room, which was certainly going to fall to him. I had some sneakers that also required some cleaning, and a toothbrush that I was happy to lend him to do the job. I fantasised about all of the things that I’d have him do to make my life easier, and when he returned, I was still grinning.
“Dude, shut the fuck up” he said, still fuming.
“I didn’t even say anything” I laughed.
“Yeah, but you want to” he growled, and I knew that it wouldn’t take much more to really make him blow a fuse.
“A whole week, huh?” I teased, which made his face even more red. “Damn, that’s gotta suck, bro”.
He didn’t answer me. Cole was short tempered, though I knew that he wouldn’t do anything more than swear and shout, and that was a chance I was willing to take, just to play with him.
“And you said anything, right?” I pressed, eager to see just how far he was willing to go.
“It’s not over yet” he snapped, “so why don’t you just shut your ass for the last fifteen minutes”.
I glanced at the television. There was no way in hell that his team were coming back, and I knew that Cole was simply trying to ease the pain of the loss that was inevitably coming.
“Like, anything anything?” I asked, and winced when he punched me in the arm. Perhaps, he was going to do more than swear and shout, but I was too busy laughing to care.
The entire room fell silent as I continued to cackle, and it was only when I looked around and watched as Cole’s team scored a touchdown that I understood why. My smile faltered slightly, but they were still too far behind for it to mean much.
“RUN YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Cole bellowed, jumping to his feet and causing a bowl of chips to fly across the room. Everybody else held their breath as his team ripped up the field again, and my eyes widened.
“YES! YES YOU BEAUTIFUL SON OF A BITCH!!” Cole roared, as they scored another one, and now the clock was ticking, and I began to pray that it would tick faster.
In the space of less than ten minutes, I’d gone from being absolutely certain that I was on my way to a week of being served by my roommate, to squirming as his team had just seconds to ruin my plan.
I couldn’t watch it. I turned my head, shielding my eyes as everybody else fell silent again. For a room with about twenty college students, there wasn’t a single sound bar the commentators on the television.
“Yes” Cole said, though his voice was low and serious. “Yes, come on” he added, as it became a little more excited. “Come on, come on, come on!” He called out, louder again as I winced and my heart smashed in my chest.
“Please miss” I whispered to myself, “please fucking miss”.
“GET FUCKING IN!” Cole howled, as the entire room exploded with cheers and roars. All of the excitement that had existed in my body just minutes before, disappeared in an instant as everybody celebrated what was the craziest game that I’d ever watched. I sat there, deflated.
I tried to laugh it off as Andrew tussled my hair. “I thought you didn’t even like football, bro” he chuckled, noticing my disappointment.
“I don’t” I told him, trying to act as though I didn’t care. “It’s a stupid game”.
He got lost in the crowd, and as soon as things began to settle, I noticed Cole glaring at me from a distance. I jumped to my feet before he could gloat, and tried to escape from the room, but he stopped me at the door, and I felt a rush of anger as I stared at his smug fucking face.
“What was that you were saying?” He sneered, as my cheeks blushed.
“Fuck you” I scoffed, unable to do anything but laugh at the ridiculous situation.
“Anything, right? That’s what you said, anything” he asked, still grinning.
“Yeah, asshole” I sighed, “anything”.
I tried to imagine what degrading chores my roommate would have me do. I knew for sure that I’d spend the week cleaning up after his messy ass, but my depraved dream of getting a glimpse of him naked had vanished the moment he had won.
“Anything anything?” he smirked, and I knew he was simply mimicking my attitude towards him when I was sure that I was on the verge of winning our bet.
“Did I stutter?” I growled, mostly due to the humiliation of losing to him. “Anything!”
Cole reached out and tussled my hair and I pulled away from him as he laughed. “Good boy” he said, which was as embarrassing as it was strangely endearing. I smacked his hand as he cackled, and then he cleared his throat.
“What?” I asked, turning back to him.
“Uh, don’t you mean, yes sir?” He grinned, and I scoffed.
“Fuck you”.
“Fuck you, sir”.
“Dude, what do you want?” I half laughed, and he nodded toward the table that was piled high with cans of beers.
“Go get me a beer” he said, and I rolled my eyes and pushed through the crowd, grabbing him a warm beer on purpose and returning to him.
“Here” I said.
“Open it”.
“Bro, you’re fucking pushing it” I warned him, but he simply smiled.
“Open it”.
I had to take a deep breath. I knew that he was purposely trying to push my buttons, so instead of caving, I simply returned the smug grin and cracked it open.
“Now, drink it” he said, and leaned in close to me before whispering in my ear. “Because you’re going to need it, bro”.
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“Dude, get your foot off my junk” Blake said, shoving Andrew’s leg away. “You’re so fuckin’ gay sometimes, man” he added, clearly unimpressed as Andrew cackled.
The house was full, just like it was every time there was a big game. Blake’s parents were rich rich, which gave us the opportunity to flock to one of their many living rooms and spend the day shouting at the huge television and drinking beers.
I caught sight of Cole as he shoved his way through the group to get as close to the action as possible. He was late, as usual, because he’d spent the morning at the gym which was also nothing new. The guy spent more time working out than he did sleeping, and that was saying something.
“Want a beer?” I asked, as he sat down.
“Does a cow shit in the hills?” He replied, rubbing his hands together.
“That’s not the phrase” I told him, chucking him a can, but he ignored me as he cracked it open and stared eagerly at the television.
I’d be lying if I said that there wasn’t a certain nervousness as the group fell silent and watched the game. I knew it was stupid, and I also knew that even if I did win the bet, the chances of me actually making him do anything… Odd, was slim to none.
I mightn’t have been as popular as Cole, but I was certainly well liked around college, so I had a reputation to uphold. Plus, how many chicks would want to hook up with me if they heard that I’d tried to get a guy to do something sexual? It wasn’t worth the hassle, but that didn’t stop the niggling excitement in the back of my mind.
“Motherfucker!” Cole groaned, after less than ten minutes, when his side began to trail. Another rush of excitement hit me.
“Loads of time left, bro” Andrew said, smacking Cole on the back. They both supported the same team, though Cole was far more passionate about it.
I liked football, but I wasn’t exactly the number one fan. If it was on, I’d watch it with the guys, but this was the first time in my life that I was genuinely paying attention to every second, and the more that Cole’s side began to lose by, the better it became.
“This is fuckin’ bullshit!” He barked, crushing his can in his hand. “How did they not fucking see that?!”
I had to hide my smile as Cole and Andrew exploded in a fit of rage. There wasn’t much time left, and suddenly the idea of having my roommate as some sort of sex slave for an entire week was looking far more plausible. Still, however, it was nothing but fantasy.
“I need another fuckin’ beer, man” Cole sighed, when the realisation hit him that his team was going to lose. He got to his feet, evidently deflated, and stopped for a moment before glancing at me. “Don’t say a fucking word” he warned me, and I couldn’t help but grin at him as he stormed off to find some alcohol to settle his anger.
Ideas began to swarm my brain. Sex aside, I was absolutely going to make use of him in other ways. I needed to clean my side of the room, which was certainly going to fall to him. I had some sneakers that also required some cleaning, and a toothbrush that I was happy to lend him to do the job. I fantasised about all of the things that I’d have him do to make my life easier, and when he returned, I was still grinning.
“Dude, shut the fuck up” he said, still fuming.
“I didn’t even say anything” I laughed.
“Yeah, but you want to” he growled, and I knew that it wouldn’t take much more to really make him blow a fuse.
“A whole week, huh?” I teased, which made his face even more red. “Damn, that’s gotta suck, bro”.
He didn’t answer me. Cole was short tempered, though I knew that he wouldn’t do anything more than swear and shout, and that was a chance I was willing to take, just to play with him.
“And you said anything, right?” I pressed, eager to see just how far he was willing to go.
“It’s not over yet” he snapped, “so why don’t you just shut your ass for the last fifteen minutes”.
I glanced at the television. There was no way in hell that his team were coming back, and I knew that Cole was simply trying to ease the pain of the loss that was inevitably coming.
“Like, anything anything?” I asked, and winced when he punched me in the arm. Perhaps, he was going to do more than swear and shout, but I was too busy laughing to care.
The entire room fell silent as I continued to cackle, and it was only when I looked around and watched as Cole’s team scored a touchdown that I understood why. My smile faltered slightly, but they were still too far behind for it to mean much.
“RUN YOU MOTHERFUCKER!” Cole bellowed, jumping to his feet and causing a bowl of chips to fly across the room. Everybody else held their breath as his team ripped up the field again, and my eyes widened.
“YES! YES YOU BEAUTIFUL SON OF A BITCH!!” Cole roared, as they scored another one, and now the clock was ticking, and I began to pray that it would tick faster.
In the space of less than ten minutes, I’d gone from being absolutely certain that I was on my way to a week of being served by my roommate, to squirming as his team had just seconds to ruin my plan.
I couldn’t watch it. I turned my head, shielding my eyes as everybody else fell silent again. For a room with about twenty college students, there wasn’t a single sound bar the commentators on the television.
“Yes” Cole said, though his voice was low and serious. “Yes, come on” he added, as it became a little more excited. “Come on, come on, come on!” He called out, louder again as I winced and my heart smashed in my chest.
“Please miss” I whispered to myself, “please fucking miss”.
“GET FUCKING IN!” Cole howled, as the entire room exploded with cheers and roars. All of the excitement that had existed in my body just minutes before, disappeared in an instant as everybody celebrated what was the craziest game that I’d ever watched. I sat there, deflated.
I tried to laugh it off as Andrew tussled my hair. “I thought you didn’t even like football, bro” he chuckled, noticing my disappointment.
“I don’t” I told him, trying to act as though I didn’t care. “It’s a stupid game”.
He got lost in the crowd, and as soon as things began to settle, I noticed Cole glaring at me from a distance. I jumped to my feet before he could gloat, and tried to escape from the room, but he stopped me at the door, and I felt a rush of anger as I stared at his smug fucking face.
“What was that you were saying?” He sneered, as my cheeks blushed.
“Fuck you” I scoffed, unable to do anything but laugh at the ridiculous situation.
“Anything, right? That’s what you said, anything” he asked, still grinning.
“Yeah, asshole” I sighed, “anything”.
I tried to imagine what degrading chores my roommate would have me do. I knew for sure that I’d spend the week cleaning up after his messy ass, but my depraved dream of getting a glimpse of him naked had vanished the moment he had won.
“Anything anything?” he smirked, and I knew he was simply mimicking my attitude towards him when I was sure that I was on the verge of winning our bet.
“Did I stutter?” I growled, mostly due to the humiliation of losing to him. “Anything!”
Cole reached out and tussled my hair and I pulled away from him as he laughed. “Good boy” he said, which was as embarrassing as it was strangely endearing. I smacked his hand as he cackled, and then he cleared his throat.
“What?” I asked, turning back to him.
“Uh, don’t you mean, yes sir?” He grinned, and I scoffed.
“Fuck you”.
“Fuck you, sir”.
“Dude, what do you want?” I half laughed, and he nodded toward the table that was piled high with cans of beers.
“Go get me a beer” he said, and I rolled my eyes and pushed through the crowd, grabbing him a warm beer on purpose and returning to him.
“Here” I said.
“Open it”.
“Bro, you’re fucking pushing it” I warned him, but he simply smiled.
“Open it”.
I had to take a deep breath. I knew that he was purposely trying to push my buttons, so instead of caving, I simply returned the smug grin and cracked it open.
“Now, drink it” he said, and leaned in close to me before whispering in my ear. “Because you’re going to need it, bro”.
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