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I thought if I kept my booty calls going, my usual player status, it would keep me distracted and guarded enough. But instead I find myself fulfilling my time elsewhere without even realizing it. The desire for sex is still there, it’s just not first and foremost in mind anymore.
I don’t know though, seeing her tonight in that short red dress- it did something to me. It flipped some fucking switch I didn’t know existed.
And now we’re pretending we’re dating her parents.
I groan and run a hand through my hair, tugging at the ends.
What I need to remember is that this is all temporary. When we graduate, we’ll all go off in different directions, and this whole thing will become a distant memory, a part of college life, a fun time to look back on.
A nagging feeling tugs at my gut.
Stop lying to yourself.
I’m not.
You are.
No, I’m not.
Everleigh is working her way under your skin. No matter how hard you try, there’s no stopping it.
No, fuck that. I’ll ignore it. I’m not getting hurt ever again.
As my mind continues to war with itself, I pick up my phone and scroll through the contacts. My finger hovers over Everleighs name for a second but I continue scrolling and stop at another name.
All that pops into my head is Everleigh.
No, have some uncomplicated sex. It’s what you need.
Before I can give myself another chance to back out, I text one of my usual hook ups and start the engine
I need to feel like myself again. And this is the only way I know how.
Ten minutes later I pick up my booty call and take her back to my place. None of my roommates are around which makes everything easier.
She knows the routine. She’s been in my hookup rotation since freshman year.
In my bedroom, we start fooling around and she drops to her knees in front of me. When she pulls my cock out, it’s not hard like it normally is and she looks up at me with questions.
I shrug. “I had some drinks tonight. Gonna have to work some magic.”
She starts with her hand, rubbing up and down and over the head. It feels good but I’m still not growing. She tries with her mouth, licking and sucking, and I grow a little chub but it’s not enough.
I’ll give her credit because she’s not giving up, but every once in a while she looks up at me like what the hell?
Nothing is happening.
This has never happened before.
What is wrong with me?
I shrug my shoulders and take a step back. “I don’t know what’s going on. It’s probably all the alcohol I had.” I tuck my cock back inside my pants.
She stands up and brushes her hair back from her face. “Umm, well, do you wanna keep trying?” She looks uncomfortable and this whole thing feels awkward and weird.
Since when does my dick not get hard?
Most of the time, I’m fighting an erection off, not fighting to get one.
