Quick Summary of the Previous Chapters:
Ryan really gets into the role that his dress is creating and finds that the quickie he had in the car with Graham didn't quite satiate him for the night. Balancing between the roles of eye candy and tease, Ryan has Travis and Chase in the palm of his hands... or maybe it's the other way around. Will the sexual tension turn into something more tangible as they make their way back home?
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Horny on Halloween Part 3
It appeared that I did have a choice to make.
Travis was looking through the open car door to my left, his hand extended in my direction. He bent over to compensate for his 6'4" stature, his half unbuttoned shirt draping off his manly body affording a peekaboo view of his chest and hairless six-pack.
Chase stretched his arm out to me from the other side. Without his mask on he looked more like Bruce Wayne than Batman. He flashed me a quick smile and said, "You coming or what?" I grabbed onto his hand and let him escort me out of the car with not much more thought than that. Travis and Chase closed the car doors behind us and the cabbie reversed out of the driveway onto his next adventure.
As I walked towards the front door, Chase hurled into me from behind giving rise to his cape that followed behind him. He grabbed me by the legs with one arm and caught my back with the other as he picked me up in one quick swoop. One of my black pumps fell off in the process as I kicked my legs around as I was lifted into Chase's arms. I started giggling and looked at Chase admiring his strength and his playfulness. I wrapped my arm around his neck as I looked into his eyes.
He carried me up the stairs towards his apartment and I turned to look for my high heel. Travis had picked it up and was carrying it in his hands. That's when I noticed that the giant of a man behind us had retired back to his quiet, reserved self. Was he mad that I picked Chase? I mean, really what was the big deal. We're all going to the same place. I kept trying to catch eye contact with him but he just walked in behind us staring towards the ground and thus never gave me the opportunity.
Chase brought me into the living room and hurled me onto the couch with a heave and a laugh.
"Jesus, Chase! I'm not a ragdoll!" I said as he walked down the hallway to his bedroom while Travis took a seat on the neighboring loveseat.
Chase had gone to check on Annie to see how she was doing. I wouldn't need to check on Graham. He was a heavy sleeper when he was sober, borderline comatose when he went to bed tipsy. I stretched lengthwise on the couch feeling good to be somewhere comfortable. I used my bare foot to kick off the other heel which fell off the side of the couch. My dress slit showed my panties in the tussle. Noticing it made me feel sexy. I turned to Travis to see if he had noticed or cared but his eyes didn't leave the carpet in front of him.
"Tonight was fun, huh Travis?" I said.
Travis didn't respond. He didn't make eye contact. He just got up and went to the kitchen. The rattling in the fridge indicated he was helping himself to a beer. Chase came back down the hallway, hearing the noise coming from the kitchen and shouted, "Get me one too big guy!" Looking at me, Chase quickly noticed that I was also empty handed and said, "One for the broad too!"
Chase had apparently taken the opportunity to change into something more comfortable. He was shirtless now revealing his hairy chest, his carefree attitude, and a compass tattoo on his left bicep. I admired his physique as my eyes soaked him in. He was wearing grey boxers that peeked through his loose fitting cargo shorts.
Travis came back with 3 coronas and handed two of them to Chase who had planted himself right beside me. Noticing the awkward handoff, Chase gave me a side-look while he handed me a beer as if to say "What's his problem?" Aware of the tension, Chase clinked his beer bottle against mine and said "We need to keep this party going!"
I took a swig from my beer and when I came up from the bottle I replied, "What do you have in mind?"
"Let's play a game. What about Never Have I Ever?" Chase pondered to the group.
Travis who had not said anything since the cab ride home chose this time to respond with a firm "NO!"
Although it wasn't the most exciting of conversation starters, it was nice to see that he was letting go of his silent treatment. With the tone and vigor that Travis replied it was obvious that we wouldn't be playing 'Never have I ever' anytime soon so I looked at Chase for other ideas?
"We could play Power Hour? Or Truth or Dare?" Chase offered.
"Truth or Dare!" Travis responded just as frankly as he had said "no" before.
Chase shrugged his shoulders, smiled at me, and said, "Well, Truth or Dare it is!" I leaned back into the couch careful not to lose contact with Chase's leg that was side by side with mine. "Who goes first?" Chase asked.
"I'll go." Travis spoke up.
"Great. Truth or Dare?" asked Chase.
"Dare!" Travis responded unafraid.
Seizing the opportunity to help Travis unwind... or maybe wind him up, Chase pulled out a little baggie of white powder he had in his pocket. Emptying the contents onto the table, Chase started separating the powder on the glass-topped coffee table with his ID. "I dare you, my friend, to snort a line of this coke!"
Travis looked at the coke and then looked at me. Without much pause, Travis went on a small rant "This bitch works in the same company as us. She's HR for God sake! How do I know she's not a narc? How do I know that she isn't a sellout that will end up getting me fired?"
