He just snorted. “Sure. They’re so hot half the bar nearly orgasmed when Hudson grabbed Rand’s cock, and you didn’t even notice?”
“Huh?” I looked around to see the Dom carrying the little server over his shoulder toward the back. “Oh.”
“So let’s try the question again, since I no longer have my porn show going.” Andrew turned and propped one elbow up on the bar, cradling his head in his hand. “I only have a few minutes since his break isn’t that long, and I don’t think Hudson’s going to let him out of that cock cage anytime soon. So spill it before my show starts again.”
Jake laughed and headed over toward the other end of the bar. I just shrugged at Andrew. I’d been going there for years, and even though I wasn’t much for sharing, I’d never hidden the fact that I was gay or a Dom. “New roommate. He’s distracting.”
“Oooh.” Andrew’s eyes lit up, and he perked up, leaning in. Nosy little drama queen. “Tell me, is he hot?”
“Yes. But probably straight? Mixed signals, though. Some of his friends seem to be gay, but there are a lot of women too. The only past relationships he’s mentioned have been women, but I think he was checking me out.”
I wasn’t going to mention the fact that he was checking me out while I was wearing nothing but panties. That wasn’t really their business or something that had come up in conversation before. But considering the fact that I’d had a couple of the other customers on their knees in the back over the years, it probably wasn’t a secret.
“I swear, I have this conversation with someone in here at least once a month. Repeat after me, ‘Straight guys are for jerk-off material but not for crushing on.’” Andrew just shook his head. “They were put on this earth to look cute and give fantasies some variety, but not for actually trying to date or fuck or spank, or whatever you’re into.”
Laughing so hard I had to set my beer down to keep from spilling it, I shook my head. “I’m not going all stalker on a straight guy.” At least, I didn’t think I was. That was still up in the air.
“He’s just hard to read.” Or I was a wuss who wasn’t ready to get shot down.
Andrew cocked his head and gave me a curious look. “And maybe curious enough to set off your gaydar?”
“Possibly.” He set off something. I just wasn’t sure what it was.
“Then go for it. Ask him on a date or walk around naked or something and see what he says.” Andrew’s eyebrows waggled up and down. “If he gets hard, he’s into it; if he moves out then you know he’s not.”
“Great advice.” Jake came up and set down a bowl of pretzels. “You’re going to get him slapped with sexual harassment charges or something.”
Andrew shrugged. “Only if he’s really straight.”
Like that was the only problem with the idea. “And I’m not exactly the most vanilla guy, so I’m not really going to surprise him with that.”
Nope. The lingerie thing had gone over astonishingly well, but I wasn’t sure if the dominant and submissive conversation would. My preference for panties was completely different than wanting to bend him over and spank that high, round ass and watch him squirm and plead to come.
Yup, that conversation would go over like a ton of bricks.
Andrew sighed again. “Yeah, curious about what another guy’s dick is like is one thing, but some guys don’t take the wholelet’s see how you like a spankingpart very well.”
A loud cry echoed through the room, saving me from having to come up with a response to Andrew. He perked up in his seat and looked toward the back of the building, completely unfazed but excited. “Oh, he got to come. I wonder if Hudson let him out of the cage?”
“Jake, I’m going to need another beer.” It was going to be a long night.
