24/7 (The Subs Club) by J.A. Rock

Author:J.A. Rock [Rock, J.A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Riptide Publishing
Published: 2016-06-04T00:00:00+00:00

On Friday, Dave texted me that there was a notification on the door for me to pick up a package at the post office. I texted Kel for permission to stop on the way home from work. She said yes.

I set the package in the passenger seat and idled there in the post office parking lot. Reached out and put a hand on the box.

I drove to the duplex. I didn’t want to open the package in the car, or in front of Kel and Greg. Dave was at school, and the apartment was empty. I could hear our neighbor walking around upstairs.

I went to my room and sat on my neatly made bed, the package beside me. For a second, I felt so relieved to be back here. I lay down on the bed I didn’t share, in this room that was just mine, in this house where I wasn’t accountable to anyone. Rolled onto my side, closed my eyes, and breathed.

After a few minutes, I sat up. Stared for a moment at Hal’s messy Do Not Open scrawled on the side of the box. Then I ripped it open. There were a couple of lesbian vampire novels I’d gotten him as a joke after we’d seen them in a used bookstore—I tried to imagine Cass and Ben finding those. A textbook of Hal’s from when he’d briefly tried an accounting program at Hymland. Mostly the box contained the old N64 games Hal and I had bought together: Super Mario 64, Pokémon Snap, Wave Race, NBA Hangtime, Cruis’n USA. We’d never progressed to the PlayStations or Xbox or GameCube. We’d stuck to the N64, a relic from our childhoods.

I picked up Wave Race and smiled. Hal had done the best impression of the Wave Race announcer—that smarmy asshole who ostensibly encouraged you, but sounded more than a little mocking as you wove among buoys or barrel-rolled over ramps: “Okay . . . okay . . . gooooood . . . Nice! How’d ya do that? Maximuuum power! You almost had it . . .” And then he’d discovered that all the things the announcer said sounded like things that could be said during sex. He used to drive me crazy while I was fucking him: “Okay . . . okay . . . nice! How’d ya do that? Goooooood! Watch out! That’s great—a neeeeeeeeeew record!” And I always ended up laughing, which just encouraged him.

I’d never been sure if Hal was actually kinky or not. Or if it was just something he did for the novelty, the experience. When I’d discovered the local munch and told him I wanted to go, he’d offered to come along. But he’d never said, Oh yeah, I’m really into that shit. When we’d finally started going to Riddle together, he’d always found doms to play with, but he never seemed to take submitting seriously. He just liked doing new things, the crazier the better. He’d come with me to a few of Riddle’s

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