Page 140 of Game Night: Truth or Dare

It’s my turn to gape. “You’re eighteen and you’ve never slept with anyone?”

He groans and shakes his head.

“What about fooled around with?”

He stares at me with a tight jaw.

“Had an orgasm with? Adjacent to?”

This time, he cracks a smile, but still shakes his head.

“Have you even seen a dick up close other than your own?”

His jaw drops, and I realize that one may have gone too far. I’ve never outright asked TK if he’s gay or bi, but that’s the impression I get by the way he and Kai talk and joke around. Though, that could be explained away by Kai’s obvious and out interest in men.

“Sorry. Got a bit carried away.”

He drags a hand through his tousled hair, but the smile returns and eases the growing knot of anxiety in my chest.

“I’ve never so much as kissed another boy,” he says softly. “But I’d like to. Someday.”

“Have you kissed a girl?”

His answering chuckle makes my skin buzz worse than the shots of fireball I did earlier. “Truth or dare, Dash?”

Fair enough.

“Dare.”

“Get in the fucking pool.”

He kicks his leg out, and in a reflexive move to not have that kick land on my balls, I scramble out of the way and straight over the edge into the water. It’s heated which is nice, but as I pop up to the surface and take in a gulp of air, all I’m thinking about is that it is so on. I’m going to drag his ass into this pool, naked or not.

A thought that immediately sputters out and dies because there TK is, balling up his underwear and tossing them elsewhere with abandon. His damp, flushed, semi-aroused dick is hanging between his thighs.

I’ve never had a single sexual thought about my roommate until I see the way he grips his length and holds it against his thigh as sits on the edge of the pool and lowers himself in.

That new, single, sexual thought?

I want to stroke that dick.

Couldn’t tell you why. I’ve seen plenty of dick in various states of arousal, and I’ve never looked twice. But TK has never felt someone take his hard cock in hand and work him up until he blows.

I wonder if he’d be fun, loud TK or quiet, reserved TK when it happens?

Warm water splashes across my face and draws me out of my head right into TK’s soft, playful grin. I’m not sure where the bottle of tequila comes from—though I’m sure Kai has something to do with it—but half an hour later we’re both buzzed, floating in the water, with our arms propped at the pool’s edge. A few other people have joined our skinny-dip, but we’re mostly keeping to ourselves.

“Truth or dare?” TK asks, tracing the condensation from the neck of the bottle down to the base.

I probably shouldn’t stare at the motion his finger makes, but I’m on my way to tipsy and don’t have much say in the matter. “Dare.”

The last thing I expect is for TK to lift himself out of the water and walk stark naked over to where his sweats landed and plant his ass on the tile, crotch right at eye level as he dangles his phone in front of my face.

“Kai is hammered, and he’s pretty much the only person who follows me, so I want you to post something on my socials that’ll bug him out tomorrow.”

“Like?” I quirk a brow, and his smile only widens.

“Like that I lost my virginity.”

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