Cold Hands (College Fun and Gays) by Pike Erica

Author:Pike, Erica [Pike, Erica]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Gay Romance, Gay, Students, GLBT, Contemporary, Bullying, LGBT, College, M/M, Light Bondage, New Adult
Publisher: Ice Cave Publishing
Published: 2013-07-13T22:00:00+00:00

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Being Cass’s boyfriend comes a lot more naturally now. We have breakfast together in the morning and walk hand-in-hand to macroeconomics where we sit together in the middle row; we talk between classes whenever we can and sneak off to make out when we have free periods. We go to the library to study for the exams along with Joey and Mike, whom Cass is beginning to let his guard down around; we go on private dates and usually end up in his room to make out, dry-hump and we even sometimes go down on each other. I always make sure he’s on top and never push him into anything. We talk about the past. Sometimes we’re fine and sometimes we even laugh when we talk about things before his outing or when I fill him in on gossip about the others from our old school. Sometimes I end up crying and sometimes, though not as often, he cries. He’s so much stronger than me.

Things are different—we are different and the last time we made out, Cass talked about going all the way. So here I am, on Cass’s bed, being cuffed to the bedpost…by Joey.

“What are you doing?” I ask as Joey wipes down the cuffs with a T-shirt.

“Removing fingerprints in case Casper goes psycho on you.”

“W-What do you mean?”

He straightens up and cocks his head at me with a smirk.

“Well, you know. When Casper first transferred to my school he was all shy and reclusive. When I figured him out and he told me about what he’d been through I talked him into taking kick-boxing lessons with me. Man, he sure could kick and didn’t hold back the punches.”

Joey walks over to his side of the room and starts shoving things into a backpack.

“And?”

With a casual shrug, Joey continues packing his overnight bag. “When I asked him whose face he was mauling, he said ‘Jaime’s’.”

He swings his backpack over a shoulder and gives me a wink. “So, whatever happens here tonight, I didn’t cuff you.”

I probably look like a fish on dry land as I try to form a sentence.

“I texted him. He should be here in fifteen minutes.” Joey gives me a wicked grin and leaves.

“Wait!” I call, pulling on the cuffs. God darn it, why didn’t I get the fragile plastic knock-offs. Surely Cass wouldn’t… I think back to our time together ever since the funfair. He’s never shown any signs of violence, but then he’s never really had me fully under his mercy. Suddenly I have this vision of Cass in leather, flail and spank-stick in hand. Insanely hot, but…

A weird mix of excitement and dread curls in my belly.

No. He wouldn’t go postal on me. No way.

I look down my naked chest and wriggle my butt a little under Cass’ deep red duvet. He has the satin kind and it slides softly on my hips. It took a lot of bribing for Joey to accept my plan and he refused to watch as I undressed and slid under the covers, which was fine by me.

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