Call your roommate to bring you your stuff

You really don’t want to end the night like. You could head home and try to get Sydney to open the door for you. She’ll be there doing karaoke with her friends. Of course, that’s what they had planned, but you don’t know if they’re still there doing that. You decide to check in to see if they are there first.

You look at Tad and ask him if you could borrow his phone. He quirks an eyebrow, then nods to his female companion to go down on you. As soon as she has her lips wrapped around your dick, you ask again.

“Can I borrow your phone? I just want to call home and see if I can get the cash,” you tell him.

“Sure sure man,” he answers, passing over his cell. He pulls out of the girl to give you some privacy.

Fortunately, you remember the number to the landline for the house. You dial it in and wait for it to ring. After the fifth ring, you get an answer.

“Hello?” You recognize Sydney’s voice and wonder who she is diddling with to communicate right now.

“Hey, Syd… It’s me! Can you check my room to see if I left my wallet, phone and keys there?” you ask her. “It’d be on top of my dresser.”

“Oh, hey John! Sure. One sec.”

You wait patiently, listening to music in the background and young feminine voices singing along. The girl on your cock continues to blow you, not able to tell that you are waiting for a response.

A minute later, you hear Sydney on the line again.

“Yeah, you left everything here,” she confirms. “Do you need it right away?”

“Yeah, I’m at a club and need money to get in,” you explain. “I’ll head right over to pick my stuff up!”

“Oh, a club?” you hear another voice ask.

“Who’s there?” you ask.

“Vanessa was listening in,” Sydney reveals.

“How about we head out and join him?” Vanessa asks.

“Oh, that’s alright, you guys don’t have to break your plans for me,” you try to tell her but she’s already talking to the others.

“Hey guys, wanna go out to a club?” you hear Vanessa ask. A second later, she tells you, “We’ll be right over. Where is it?”

You sigh and give them instructions on how to find the place. Sydney knows the building as well so it won’t be a problem meeting up at the front. With that, all you have to do is wait for them to arrive.

You hand Tad back his phone. “Thanks! I’ll be back with some friends, they’re bringing me my stuff.”

“Drumming up business? Mighty kind of you, sir!” Tad replies with a smirk. “Say, you wouldn’t happen to be interested in joining the brotherhood, would you? We could always use an entrepreneurial spirit within our ranks!”

“Not really, no…” you admit.

“Well, give it some thought. Someone who can run with Gabs and her pack can certainly hold their own at a mixer,” Tad notes. “Plus there are loads of benefits and connections you’d have access to if you were to join.”

“I’ll think about it,” you nod, before heading up to meet with Sydney and her friends. Tad shows you to the stairway so you can circumvent the elevator prank the next time you come down.

Back on the main floor, you step out to the lobby and look around. It still feels creepy as hell. You head back out, through the caution tape and find an outdoor bench to sit on and wait. The chilly night breeze hits you and makes you wish you had pants.

You knock your knees together and rub your thighs to keep them warm. You try to tug your shirt down lower to cover your lower half. It isn’t very comfortable and your body physically shivers. You try to think of other ways to get warm. You consider going back inside to wait, but then you’d have to find a way to contact Syd and borrowing someone’s phone and getting someone to suck you off so you can talk is starting to feel tedious.

The walk over to the old admin building is maybe ten minutes. You feel like you can tough it out. Still, if rubbing your legs isn’t doing it, you’ll need to figure out a better way to keep warm.

It occurs to you that physical activity can warm you up! You stand up and start to jog in place. It seems to help, but you feel a little silly. Jogging in place with no pants on has the added effect of your twig and berries dangling vigorously, to and fro. You sit back down before anyone sees you trying to look athletic.

Now your legs are cold and your dick is half cocked. You sigh and start to rub one out. At least that will give you some semblance of warmth. You think about Andrea and the other girls inside the club, probably partying it up and getting their grind on with other guys in there. Andrea was a nice girl. She also had a nice and tight twat. You rub yourself a little harder, thinking about it.

“What are you doing?” asks someone standing behind you.

You jerk up and turn around. Vanessa stares back at you with a judgemental stare. Sydney is beside her, arms around her waist and fingers over her mound. Behind them are the remaining members of their posse, Vicki and Sarah.

“I uh…” you start to explain, not sure if getting caught jerking off in public is a thing in this world.

“Having a conversation with yourself?” Vicki asks.

“It was cold…” you reason.

“So you were talking to yourself about the weather,” Sarah concludes.

“No, I was just… jogging and then… I… well…” you try to explain.

“Looks like he’s not doing a good enough job, his words are breaking up,” Vicki nods to Sarah. Sarah nods back in agreement.

You sigh. One of the reasons you weren’t keen on Sydney’s friends coming along was their constant teasing.

Vanessa interrupts the peanut gallery when she steps up and kneels down in front of your fully erect cock. She opens her mouth and breathes her warm breath over it before pulling it into her mouth. You let out a gasp and turn to Sydney. She walks into your fingers and lets you rub her slit to form a line of communication. You ask, “How did you guys get here so fast?”

“Vanessa drove,” Sydney explains, lifting up her top to reveal your belt around her waist. “You forgot this.”

“Oh thank you so much!” you tell her, relieved. Sydney undoes the belt and wraps it around your waist.

“So, where’s this party at?” Vanessa asks, looking up at you as she strokes your johnson.

You point to the abandoned building and lead the group inside. Once at the elevator, you wonder if they deserve the elevator treatment.