Page 17 of The Penalty

Rhys changed Teddy’s contact to Cum Caller

Cum Caller: that was an accident!

Cuddle Snake: Your brother is going to have nightmares.

The only way this could get worse is if my parents heard it. My face is hot with embarrassment. Tobi canneverfind out I want to fuck his best friend. Never.

Cum Caller: OH GOD

Cuddle Snake: You should have said that. It would have been hot.

Come up with an excuse, a different explanation. Come on brain!

Cum Caller: i was shitting it was a good one.

Cum Caller: k night.

Cum Caller: dont let my brother get murdered

Cum Caller: bye

Cuddle Snake: You orgasm when you shit? That’s impressive.

SIX

RHYS

I’m still in shock as I stare at my phone.

“What’s wrong?” Tobi asks.

“I think your brother just drunk dialed me.” Do I want to tell him more? It is his brother.

“He does that a lot.” Tobi waves it off.

“He was mid orgasm.”

Tobi blinks. “I’m sorry, come again.”

“He only came once. Not again, that I’m aware of,” I deadpan.

He makes a face like he’s on the verge of puking. “Are you sure that’s what you heard?”

“I’m positive.” What I don’t tell him is I’m half hard. If he wasn’t on the other side of Manhattan I’d be on my way there to make him suck my cock as punishment for making me listen when I can’t enjoy it.

“I wonder who he meant to call…” Tobi doesn’t realize, does he?

I’d never told him about that night last spring. I wrote it off because I’d been going through a lot. “I don’t know,” I say when Tobi keeps looking at me for a response.

“He’s so weird. I would apologize for him, but you know, I’m not even going to do that. He doesn’t deserve it.” Tobi grabs a bottle of rum and pours some into his Solo cup. After he fills his cup he holds the bottle out.

I take it and add more to my cup so I don’t get in a car to Summerset. “He is odd.” But do I like it? I think I do. It’s charming in a strange way.

Tobi is on his phone. “I got a text from Cox. He said there is a ton of bunnies at Wolfe’s. Why aren’t we at his party?”

“You don’t even go to my school and you don’t play hockey why are you texting my team?”

“Shouldn’t you be out with the guys celebrating your first game?” He gets a glint in his eyes that looks a lot like a chemistry nerd thinking about puck bunnies.

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