Truths and a Dare

(Day 65: Monday Night)

"So, this is the new girl you've been talking about," a black haired guy comments as he comes into the dorm.

"Yeah," Chad answers. "Isn't she a beauty?"

"Shut up," Carlos comments, before he slaps the notebook against Chad's chest. "Here's your Chemistry assignment."

Chad grins, "Thanks. I'll get right on it." as he starts transferring it to another notebook in his own writing.

"Don't thank me," Carlos mumbles. "Thank that Weird Science class we had at Dragon Hall. There's no way I'd be able to do your Chemistry if we didn't have that."

"What about English?" Chad questions.

"English?" Carlos worries.

"The paper," Chad gives him a look.

"Well. I mean…"

"You did do the paper," Chad asserts.

Carlos uneasily responds, "I did not not do the paper."

"So, you finished it?"

"Not exactly," he slowly states.

"It's due tomorrow," Chad sternly reminds him.

"I know," Carlos remembers.

He shakes his head, "I know we already established that you don't do this on purpose, but I'm going to ask again. Do you do this on purpose?"

"No. Of course, not," Carlos breathes.

"You'd better finish it," Chad's roommate warns, "or else that pretty picture of you won't be so secret anymore."

After Chad points over towards him Carlos promises, "I'll get it done. I just—" but then he sees the orange bottle behind the roommate. "What is that?"

The roommate looks behind himself in confusion, before he laughs, picks up the prescription, and then throws it towards Chad, "You can explain these yourself. I've got to fly."

"Thanks. Really," Chad widens his eyes at him.

"Hey." He puts his hands up, "I'm not the one leaving your dirty laundry out." before he smiles and exists the room.

"What is it?" Carlos questions again.

"Hell," Chad rolls his eyes. "Who are you going to tell, right?" He shifts in his seating to face him, "It's a type of morphine."

"Morphine?" Carlos asks in confusion.

"A pain killer," he explains. "I started using it after my ankle got hurt a few months back. I was using cortisone so that I could continue playing, but I found that after it wore off my ankle hurt even worse." He lifts up the bottle and smiles, "So, I got this to even myself out."

"Wait." Carlos pauses, "If your ankle got hurt a few months back, then why are you still taking this?"

Chad frowns, "My ankle still hurts." before he forces a smile. "Plus, nothing relieves stress more than this." He offers, "Would you like one?"

"No," Carlos slowly answers. "I'm very sure I would not like one."

"Suit yourself."

He watches in disbelief as Chad opens the bottle and takes two of the pills, "Are you taking them because you need to or because I reminded you they exist?"

"Both," Chad immediately answers. "I normally take a couple in the morning and at night, but I normally don't take them in front of other people. So, if you didn't know, then I wouldn't have taken them in front of you."

Carlos slightly shakes his head back-and-forth, "What is wrong with you?"

"What is wrong with you, Mr. I-Keep-Not-Doing-Things-I'm-Supposed-To-Be-Doing?"

He looks away in contemplation before looking back down at the textbooks and notebooks, "Look. I came here to give you your homework and whatever, so can we just get that over with already so that I can leave?"

"What's the rush?" Chad smiles. "You don't like me?"

"I don't not," he shifts his eyes, "not like you." Chad laughs and keeps looking at him. "You're weirding me out. Stop it."

"Whatever you say Mr. I-Can't-Finish-Things-On-Time," Chad says before continuing to transfer the assignment.

"I said I would finish that tonight," Carlos defends.

"How about a little truth or dare?" Chad questions

"What? Now?"

"Hell yeah. Why not?" He continues to copy the assignment, "Unless you're afraid."

"What would I be afraid of?" Carlos doubts.

Chad makes a face, "I don't know. You're the one that doesn't want to play."

"We can't play," Carlos reasons. "You're… writing."

"Yes, we can." He pauses, "We ask each other truth questions, and if we don't answer then we have to do a dare."

"You're being ridiculous," Carlos comments.

Chad looks up at him, "Call me curious," before he looks him over. "Have you ever done someone's homework before?"

Carlos frowns, "Maybe once. Or twice… I don't know. It was the Isle. Homework was more or less optional."

"Explain."

"Well," he unsurely states, "you either had to be really good at doing it or really good at not doing it." Chad hums. "What about you? How long have you had people doing your homework for?"

"Since I started to get into sports." He flips the notebook page and mindlessly continues copying, "Around middle school. I just don't see to point in working on something out of class that I was already supposed to learn in class." Carlos observes him. "It's just such a time waste. You know?" He looks up at him for a moment, "Maybe you don't know." before he raises his eyebrows and gets back to work. "What about girlfriends? Have you ever had a girlfriend before or are you actually married to your homework?"

"Ha ha," Carlos comments with disdain.

"Answer," Chad commands. "Or else you get a dare."

Carlos rolls his eyes, "No. I've never dated anyone before."

"What about hookups?" Chad asks. "Any of those?"

"Hey," he irritably speaks up. "It's my turn." It take a minute for him to sigh, "Have you had any hookups?"

"Define hookup."

"Sex," Carlos immediately responds. "Have you ever had sex before?"

"Orally, yes. Intercourse, no." He finishes the assignment and looks up at Carlos, "What about you? Have you ever had sex before?"

"Yes," Carlos admits, before he hurries to hand over a worksheet. "History." Chad smiles as he takes out his own worksheet, and it takes another minute for Carlos to ask, "Is it true that your assistants usually do more than your homework?"

Chad laughs, "Why do you think Audrey didn't want a girl to be my assistant?"

"You said she was afraid you would cheat on her," he answers, but Chad doesn't clarify any further. "Why am I your assistant?"

"Because. You're desperate, and I have proof of your secret."

"My secret?" Carlos insecurely comments.

Chad gives him a look, "The picture, doofus."

"Oh. That," he breathes in relief.

"So. How many people have you had sex with?"

It takes a moment for Carlos to answer, "One." before he uncomfortably pretends to clear his throat and changes the subject. "What's your favorite color?"

"Blue and gold," he hurriedly answers, before he finishes copying the worksheet and smiles up at Carlos. "This person you had sex with. What's the name?"

Carlos narrows his eyes, "I'm not answering that."

"Then you have to do a dare," he warns him.

"I don't care," Carlos nearly shouts. "I shouldn't have to give out details about my sex life." Chad grins. "Go on. Do your worst."

Chad nods, "Alright. Okay." and he glances down at the table only for a second, remaining just as confident when his attention returns to Carlos. "I dare you to kiss me."

"What?" Carlos frowns in disbelief.

"You heard me."

He hesitates, "You have a girlfriend."

"Well, I won't be the one doing the kissing, will I?" Chad reasons, and with another moment of hesitation Carlos leans forward, pressing his lips against Chad's, before they release and he pulls back. Chad's eyebrows rise, "I can't believe you did that."

"You kissed back," Carlos notes.

"Reflex," Chad excuses, shrugging it off.

Carlos gives him a look, "Are you high right now?"

Chad laughs, "No. I'm not."

"Then why? Why make me do that?"

He makes a face, "I just wanted to see if you would." before he laughs. "But I didn't think you would actually do it." He looks over him again, "Have you ever kissed a guy before?"

"Yes," Carlos mumbles, glancing down. "What about you?" He gauges his expression, "Have you ever kissed or been kissed by a guy before?"

Chad's smile widens, "Never."

Carlos grumbles, "I should go." before he stands and gathers his books.

"Now, don't be like that." Chad grabs his arm, "Stay."

"Why? Why should I?" Carlos frustrates. "You got what you wanted. I'm just some faggot, and you probably recorded that whole thing so that you can have even more information to use against me."

Chad frowns, "I didn't record anything."

Carlos shakes his head, "I don't believe you."

"Why would I record something that would get me in trouble?" Chad questions, and with that Carlos silences. He lets go of his arm and nods down to the seat, "Come on. Sit." With a sigh, Carlos does as he's instructed. "Have you ever kissed a girl before?"

"What's it to you?" he whispers.

"We're playing truth or dare," Chad answers. "So, answer the question."

Carlos looks away before irritably responding, "No. I haven't." and then after a moment of silence he looks back at Chad. "Be honest. Are you recording this?"

"No. I'm not," Chad sincerely states, and with that Carlos relaxes slightly. "You've had sex with a guy before?"

"Yes," Carlos admits, and after Chad nods he questions, "Why do you care about who I've had sex with?"

"I'm just curious," he answers, but he pauses before asking, "Would you ever do sexual favors for cash?"

"For money?" Carlos widens his eyes, and then Chad nods in confirmation. "How much money would it be?"

"You tell me." Chad inquires, "How much money would it take for you to give me a blow job, if I were to ask you?"

Carlos gives a skeptical look, "Twenty dollars." and Chad smiles. "But why would you need me? You have a girlfriend."

Chad unsurely clenches his teeth, "I love my girlfriend. I do. But Audrey has this pesky, little thing where she doesn't believe in sex before marriage."

"So, you would cheat on her?" he assumes.

"It's not cheating if it's with a guy," Chad reasons.

Carlos gives a look, "I'm pretty sure it is," and when Chad doesn't speak he continues. "I just mean, what kind of logic makes you think that it's not cheating?"

"Easy," Chad answers. "Guys can't be with guys. Like, a guy can't date a guy; therefore, a guy can't cheat on a girl with a guy."

"And who says a guy can't date a guy?" Carlos doubts.

"The government," he informs, and then Carlos's expression falls. "I looked it up. It's illegal or some shit."

"It's illegal for two guys to date?"

"Well, I mean, no. Sodomy is." He gestures, "Two people of the same sex having sex is. Which is why I can't cheat on Audrey with a guy, is because who's going to date someone they can't fuck, right?"

Carlos gives him a look, "You are. Right now. With Audrey."

Chad's mouth opens wide, before he slowly states, "Oh. Right." but then he shakes it off and smiles. "Never mind that. Are you in or not?"

He narrows his eyes at him, "You're asking me to break the law."

Chad shrugs, "I don't see what the big deal is if you're already doing it, but if breaking the law is suddenly an issue for you then I can just pay you sixty instead."

Carlos stares at him for a minute, "You're serious about this."

"Very," Chad confirms.

He pinches the bridge of his nose in stress, "How do I know you're not going to get me in trouble with this?"

"Because it would be getting me in trouble too," Chad blatantly answers, but Carlos doesn't speak. "Look. It shouldn't be an issue so long as no one finds out, and I know I don't plan on telling anyone. What about you? Do you plan on telling anyone?"

"No," Carlos says without thinking.

"Good," Chad smiles. "Now. Go lock the door."

Carlos glances between him and the door, "What? Now?"

He gives him a stern look, "Do you want that twenty dollars now or later?"

"Sixty," Carlos reminds him.

"Fine. Sixty," Chad agrees. "Do you want it now or later?"

"Now is good," he unsurely responds.

Chad grins, "Then go lock the door, bitch, and then come service me." Carlos does as he's commanded, before he walks back over to Chad and moves the chair out of the way. "On your knees." Carlos kneels in front of him and looks down, as Chad unzips his pants; however, then Chad stops and lays a hand on Carlos's shoulder. "You do know you don't have to do this, right? Like, I won't post that picture if you don't."

Carlos looks up at him, "I know." and then Chad nods once in acknowledgement before they continue.

- Three things I like about this chapter: 1) How much of an "idiot" Chad is. 2) How submissive Carlos is. 3) How "mean" Chad is to Carlos... Don't worry. Most of the stuff with them should be behind the scenes... Well, at least until when it gets to Jay.

- Next Up (Spoiler, I guess): the last chapter for the trial. The chapter after that one will either be a scene with Evie and Doug while Ben and Mal are elsewhere or just skipping that, assuming that it happened, and getting straight to Ben's dinner date with Mal. Let me know if you would prefer the scene between Evie and Doug to be skipped or not. It may take a week for the trial chapter to be written, just because those ones have tended to be very long, so you have until that chapter is posted to give your answer as to whether you want to skip to the dinner date or not.