Where's the Free Use? - Sex Stories

Where's the Free Use?

... to his computer.

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“What did you expect?” Greg dryly asked.

I couldn’t answer, thanks to the heavy breathing and the tears. Fuck, I was pathetic right now. I sat on the closed toilet crying as Greg paced the room. He took my silence as an answer and added, “Stop treating this like all you have to do is be upfront and guys will flock to you or something.”

He was so disconnected. He could have at least cared. “Fuck you,” I spat between tears.

“There it is,” he commented dryly. “Nice. Anyways, he didn’t even outright say no. What’s even the big problem here?” He paused. “Is it seriously because one guy didn’t fall into your lap when you offered to suck his dick?”

I just looked down at the floor. In an attempt to get into my line of sight, Greg put his hands on his knees and leaned down, still standing. “What, do you think Whittleton’s thing with the t-shirt was some kind of one-off event? You think other people won’t be weird when someone decides, and decides out of nowhere might I add, that she wants to be a complete slut? The fact you asked three guys without even one of them deciding to just bully you is a miracle!”

“Thanks for being a boy and explaining how sexism works to a girl, asshole,” I growled back. “I know all this shit. And the only one being a bully here is you.”

“Yeah, the only one. One for three. You wanna bet that it’s gonna stay at thirty-three percent if you keep acting out, you fucking dummy?” He started pacing the room again. “Look. ...

... You’re clearly not in a great place right now. You’re… kind of a mess, if you don’t mind me saying that.” He paused and I sighed, nodding. He nodded back. “So, maybe just take it easy for a bit. You got me. You got Drew. You don’t need to collect the rest of the Media Gang under your belt, this isn’t fucking Pokemon Cards we’re talking about here.”

“I just wanted to branch out a little. I didn’t realize free use meant I have to run every new boy I sleep with by you, dude.”

Greg sighed and leaned his head against the wall for a second, then abruptly turned around. “And I didn’t realize free use meant standing in a bathroom giving up my time to listen to you cry and call me an asshole for just repeating the shit I warned you about from the beginning. I told you,

I told you

, learn to walk before you run. Go ahead and tell me that you honestly fucking think

Raven

has the maturity to go through this without blabbing to his judgy friends, or calling you a slut himself. And not in the fun way.”

Despite my tears and anger, I chuckled, but didn’t say anything.

Greg leaned against the wall and neither of us spoke for a few seconds. “Wanna know what free use is not?” Greg eventually asked with a dry voice, looking at the wall behind me. “Free use is not every guy wanting what you want. People are gonna say no, Ariel. Abe will probably let this go, but some guys won’t. If I can be blunt… pick your guys more carefully.” He paused. “What would you have even gained ...