Jake hates sleeping on the floor

When he gets back to Eric's room, his friend is very clearly getting ready for bed.

"I'm worn out, man," he yawns, pulling back his covers. "And we've got the place to ourselves all weekend. Let's just get some sleep, and we can game more tomorrow."

"I guess I'm supposed to sleep on the floor like I always did?" Jake sighs, before a devilish thought occurs to him. There's a perfectly good bed in the next room over, with a smoking hot babe in it who seems to be weirdly agreeable to paying off her brother's bets...

"One last bet," he says quickly, looking around for something plausible to wager over and finding a discarded Mountain Dew bottle. "If I can toss this into that trash can across the room, I get to sleep in Janie's bed tonight--with Janie. If I miss, I sleep on the couch downstairs."

"Yeah, whatever," Eric nods, sitting sleepily on the corner of his bed. Those gummies must be kicking in hard.

When Jake tosses the bottle, though, Eric seems to wake up immediately. Jake felt it the moment he let go: the bottle caught on his thumb, and it's going to arc too far to the right. Eric also senses this, apparently, and he dives across the bed faster than the bottle can fly to move the trash can over, catching it perfectly without even bouncing off the rim.

"What the fuck, dude! You just cheated for me! You're trying to set me up with Janie, aren't you?"

"You wish!" Eric rolls his eyes, stretches his arms, and settles back against his pillows as if nothing had happened. "I just couldn't bear to see you embarrass yourself with such a lame shot. Your form is atrocious."

Jake is more interested in someone else's form as he grabs his backpack and heads back to Janie's bedroom door. He's never been allowed inside, and an almost childish thrill of fear passes through him as he grabs the doorknob. Then disgust passes through him, as he feels the room-temperature squish of his own cum against his palm. He moves the panties out of the way, wipes the cum off his hand, and opens the door slowly, just in case Janie is asleep.