It's been one month since Mark and I moved in and talked about inviting Sam to bed. Since then, Sam and Alan both moved in and classes have started. Mark and I still have yet to talk to Sam because third semester is kicking our asses. We already have a bunch of assignments and projects between us. I've been in the recording studio when I'm not in class (Sound Technology major, remember?).
Mark and Sam have been spending most of their free time in the library. We rarely saw Alan anymore. He spent any time he wasn't in class with Jen. Not sure how he's passing, but it seems to be working for him. The only reason he even lived with us is because student housing wouldn't allow male and female students living together. Something about sex between students on school property is against the rules and shall not be permitted. (If only they knew.)
Sure, you're probably thinking Mark could've mentioned something to Sam when they're at the library together. But Mark and I originally agreed to do it together. Besides, we've been focusing on schoolwork first.
That being said, between all this work, Mark and I haven't really had the time or energy to fool around since classes started. We snuck into each other's rooms every night, but we didn't get past kissing. We were just too drained, and at least one of us had an early class the next morning. We mostly just cuddled, kissed some, and talked about our days. We were both needing a break and a release bad. Luckily for us, one was coming up.
We had a small window of opportunity present itself. When Mark, Sam, and I were all in our apartment together having dinner, Sam mentioned he'll be finished with his first major project by Thursday night. Then he plans to have a chill Friday evening after class and all day Saturday before jumping back into his other schoolwork Sunday to prepare for his Monday classes.
This was music to my ears. The only thing I had to worry about on Friday was balancing some tracks, which I should be able to get done by early afternoon. Mark had classes all day Friday, but I'm hoping he would be willing to skip just this once. I'd have to wait until later tonight to talk to him about it when we're alone.
When night came and Sam was already in his room going to sleep, I snuck into Mark's room, stripped my boxers off, and climbed into his bed like I've done many times before. Mark and I have been sleeping naked for almost as long as we've been together. It's the most comfortable way to sleep, especially when it's with a lover. I cuddle up next to him and give him a long, soft kiss.
I broke the kiss. "So you heard Sam, right? I think now is our chance."
"I know!" Mark said all excited. He let out that smile of his once again. I was a real sucker for it. It was impossible for me not to smile back.
"I just have to go into the studio for a few hours, but I should be done by early afternoon." I told him.
"Yeah, I have classes all day." He said.
"Well, I wanted to talk to you about that." I said. I was thinking we could maybe set everything up before Sam gets back from his Friday classes. We could cook a nice dinner, get some drinks, then talk to him about everything."
