Page 21 of Frat Ghost Wingman

“I’m trying to get a guy’s attention, Mateo.”

I practically spit out my vodka-cran.

“Yeah, I’m gay, and I don’t care who knows. This guy let me blow him last week and has been ignoring me ever since. I figured maybe dressing like a girl would loosen him up again. It was a nice cock, let me tell you.”

It surprised me how well I digested that information. My lack of reaction was likely due to recent events with Zach. Someone being gay didn’t bother me, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t curious about who Malik had sucked off. Maybe it was Zach?

I wasn’t quite sure how to feel if that were the case. Malik was certainly nice enough, but-

“And don’t tell me to be careful, I know what I’m doing.” He emphasized his last point by poking me in the chest before walking away.

“Got a new girlfriend?”

I smiled, recognizing the voice. This was the moment. I’d finally get to see Zach’s costume.

I turned to see…me?

“Is that my uniform?”

Zach smiled and nodded.

He was dressed, head to toe, in my soccer gear. Jersey, shorts, socks, cleats. He had even dyed his hair darker and somehow tamed his curls.

“Are you wearing blue contacts?”

“Yup.”

“I can’t believe how perfect you look.”

“It’s how you look every day.” I heard Zach say, though with the party noise I wasn’t sure if he meant for me to hear him or not.

My lips brushed his ear when I leaned in to whisper, "Are you wearing everything of mine?"

Zach seemed a little surprised, then asked, “You mean like your underwear? No, I did not take it that far.”

Thank God. He hadn’t seen my thongs then.

He smiled. “Should I have?”

“No!” I replied maybe a little too eagerly.

“Well, I am dressed as a jock so I’m wearing one if that makes you feel better.”

He pulled down the back of my shorts to show me his strap, and I don’t know why I found it so hot that he shared that secret with me. It also made me realize if I got hard right now, everyone would notice.

“Not sure why you care so much about what’s under my clothes. You’re the one that’s basically naked.”

“I’ve got a thong on under here.” I didn’t have time to shield myself from Zach’s spit take.

“I’m so sorry, Teo!”

“It’ll evaporate.” I shrugged it off, but Zach was mortified, and already dabbing my body with a napkin. He seemed to realize he was touching my stomach and stopped.

“It’s sweet of you to clean me up, but I’ll be okay. It’s only-”

“Water.”

“Get him something else to drink.”