He found Ryan right where he'd left him, but unsurprisingly, he had gained a few admirers. Will could barely see his roommate through all the people surrounding him. In fact, he'd begun to wonder if he'd even be able to get through when Ryan spotted him. With a huge grin, Ryan beckoned him over. The crowd parted, and he was able to make his way over.
"What'd you get?"
"Long Island Iced Tea," he yelled back.
His friend laughed and said something, but he couldn't hear over the pounding bass. Instead of asking Ryan to repeat what he'd said, he concentrated on moving with the beat.
A few minutes later, a cute, blond girl appeared in front of him. She leaned forward. "Wanna dance?"
Will didn't really want to dance, but he seized on the chance to shake off the weird feelings plaguing him. "Sure."
She moved closer, sliding against him. Will set his hands at her waist and tried to mimic her movements. When the song ended and another was beginning, she leaned up close to his ear. "I'm Kayla. What's your name?"
"Will."
Kayla gave him a blinding smile. "Nice to meet you, Will."
With the formality of names out of the way, she moved even closer. Their bodies were pressed together tightly, her belly rubbing against his cock. Still, even though she was cute and plastered against him, he was completely unmoved. That is, until he looked up. About six feet away, Ryan danced in a crowd of people, but his eyes were fixed on Will. Will watched his roommate move, so self-assuredly, so sensuously, and for a moment he imagined Kayla was gone, and it was Ryan whose body rubbed against his so seductively. To his horror, he felt himself hardening.
His eyes locked with Ryan's. Kayla slithered up and down his body, but neither of them spared her any attention. He found himself unconsciously moving toward Ryan, taking Kayla with him. Ryan moved forward as well. Soon, they met in the middle, Kayla between them.
She didn't mind at all, in fact she didn't even seem to notice the two men were looking at each other rather than her. Every time his arm brushed Ryan's, and every time Kayla ground against his erection, Will felt his desire building. What he desired, exactly, wasn't clear. He felt lost, adrift from everything he thought he'd known.
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