EXCERPT: One For The Team

Release June 2008 from Loose Id

Pairing: m/f, m/f/m+

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This one is a fun (I hope) romp, pure and simple. I had the idea and much of it written pre-Dark Elves I: Taken and thought it was a neat enough idea to resurrect.

Sorry, no m/m in this one. But… the cps saw a possible connection so maybe there’ll be a follow up story.

BLURB:

Alex dumped her and Jen’s not sure why. Okay, he’d been her first, but she thought she’d done rather well, sexually speaking. Why did he all of a sudden tell her that it wasn’t working out? What was wrong with her?

Ken, Bart, Davey and Jason—her best friends—all try to convince her there’s nothing wrong with her. In fact they seek to prove it to her… by first-hand example. That’s all well and good until Jen starts to freak about that. She’s sleeping with her best friends. What’s up with that?

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Unedited excerpt, © 2008 Jet Mykles, all rights reserved

“Okay, damn it!” I slapped the table to get their attention. “What’s wrong with me?”

Four pairs of eyes in varying degrees of bleariness looked to me. I’d interrupted some heated conversation which I hadn’t been following.

“Wrong?” Jason blinked bleary blue eyes at me, perplexed.

“I know, I’m too fucking butch, right? Or am I too plain?” I scraped a hand through the bangs falling in my face. At the moment the hair was certainly a mess, the length of it drawn into a sweaty ponytail down my back, but when it was clean, it was fell in gentle waves halfway to my waist. Alex had loved my hair. Or, at least, that’s what he’d told me when we’d been sleeping together. I’d never thought the rest of me was all that impressive, but he’d seemed to enjoy me for a time. “What’d I do?”

“Jeez, Jen, give it a rest,” Davey grumbled, attention fixed on the television above.

Jason gave me a commiserating smile. “Yeah, you just forget about him. Ain’t nothing wrong with you.”

“No, Jason.” I jabbed my finger on the table. “Alex left me and all he’d say was ‘it wasn’t working out’. That’s bullshit. I wanna know why. I don’t wear dresses and shit. Is that it? I’m not all that ‘feminine’? Should I start wearing makeup and wear high heels?”

Ken slapped the back of my head, almost making me knock my forehead on the mug sitting in front of me. “Now you’re being stupid.”

Scowling, I backhanded his shoulder. “Then what?”

Ken fixed big brown eyes on me. He was drunk but he handled it well. “Alex was an first class idiot. I told you that when you started dating him.”

“He couldn’t handle a woman like you.” I turned to blink at Davey, thrown for a second by the light sheening his glasses so he looked like one of those cartoon characters with no eyes. “Not a lot of men can.”

“And most of us know it.” Bart picked up a cold slice of pepperoni, then shook his head and put it down carefully. “Some of us’ll try, then run for the hills.”

“Bastards, all of you,” I grumbled.

“No doubt, no doubt.”

“Why don’t you sleep with one of us?” The table went silent as the weight of Davey’s soft-spoken words hit us. I wasn’t the only one staring at him with my mouth open.

He rolled his eyes and looked at us all. “What? Am I the only one who thought about it?”

I said “yeah” but I heard the “no”s, which just made me turn my unhinged jaw stare around the table. “What?!”

More rolled eyes from different heads.

“Oh come on, Jen,” Bart scoffed, “you didn’t think we hadn’t thought about sleeping with you?”

He had? Mr. Snap-my-fingers-and-pussy-comes-running? “No.”

The back of my head got slapped again, Ken muttering: “Stupid.”

“You too?” I cried, too stunned to even grumble about being hit. Ken and I were friends. I’d heard him talk about his various girlfriends. We weren’t like that.

Because his black hair was cut short around the ears and neck, I clearly saw the flush that turned his skin a few shades darker even if he tried to ignore it. “Jesus, Jen, how blind are you?”

“But…” I spread my hands on the table before me, looking around at them. Mostly I looked at necks and chests because, all of a sudden, I wasn’t comfortable looking at their faces.

Jason laughed. “Don’t worry, Jen. It’s not like any of us were going to do it.” He scowled. “Wait, that came out bad.”

Bart chuckled. “Jen, we’re all very aware that you don’t look at us that way.” He gave my hand a brotherly pat. “We’re your friends, that’s okay.”

“Although,” Davey held up a long finger, “if you really wanted casual sex, you’ve got four outlets right here.”

Ken’s blow to Davey’s upper arm was harder than what he’d dealt me. “Shut up, asshole. You’re making her uncomfortable.”

“I’m just saying…”

“She hears what you said.” Ken picked up his mug and I barely heard the next mumble, “And hopefully she’ll be too drunk to remember this conversation.”

But it was out there and I’d had way to much beer to censor myself. “I can’t sleep with any of you!” Judging from the nervous glances at the mostly empty tables around us, my voice was just a touch high. I tried to tone it down. “You’re my friends. I can’t…”

Bart patted my back. “Don’t think about it, honey. Just write it off as Davey being an asshole.”

“He is an asshole,” Jason glared at Davey.

Davey glared back. “Bite me, redneck.”

“You know what, when was the last time you even had a girlfriend?” Jason bristled, puffing his chest out toward Davey.

Who was not impressed. He tipped his head, scoffing. “I am not going to justify myself to you.”

“That hard up, are you? The porn you look at all day getting to you?”

“Yeah, keep it up. You wish you had the brains to do my job.”

“Brains? It doesn’t take brains…”

The conversation, such as it was, deteriorated. I tuned it out, glancing surreptitiously at the others, only to find them quite studiously not looking my way. We were going to let Davey’s unexpected offer go then, were we? Okay, that’s good. Fine by me.

I think.

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Written by Jet Mykles

Jet is a writer of sexual fantasy with a firm belief that all men are at least partially gay, that vampires are just people with a liquid diet and shapeshifters live on every block.
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