Dumb and Dumber (Rhett & Jared).

[Odion Martins]

Odion went right up to Jared and took him in his arms, right before twirling him into a spin. “Care for a dance?” He suggested. Odion had had plenty of girls fall for him, Jared shouldn’t be so quick to write him off.

If it wasn’t obvious by now, Odion was pretty drunk. He could stand having a bit more of whatever was being passed around, and then there was a point where he could just keep going forever. The only thing he had to endure was the hangover the next day, and lack of memory.

No no, wait. If that was a nametag, why was Jared wearing one too? He squinted at Jared. Huh, whoever wrote that had very nice handwriting, and Odi found himself giggling at the name. It wasn’t Jared’s name at all, no, it was far better. “You’re a monkey, no wonder it smells in here.” Odion wrinkled his noise to a fine point, his head bobbing around.

Standing as soon as Rhett spoke, Odi made to unbuckle the belt from his pants loop, and after some difficulty, managed to throw it at Rhett. His mind was in a state of being in the past, but vaguely remembering that this wouldn’t be like all those other times Rhett had seen him naked, for some reason Odi couldn’t recall.

Odion burst out laughing. “I don’t think you can handle all of this,” he said, gesticulating between himself and Jared, “besides, you’re the one dancing around in those hooker getups and acting like one, why don’t you get naked?”

And apparently Jared agreed. Odion took a step back, which only helped to further lower his pants after Jared had gotten a hold of them slightly. “No,” Odi said simply, shaking his head. This was a bad idea. He should’ve just picked truth. But a better, foolproof plan came to mind and Odion neared Rhett, patting his head. “Besides, Rhett’s tired of seeing me naked by now, and he doesn’t want to go.”

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‘He’s a Tramp’ – Lady And The Tramp

[Rhett Goddard]

Wait, dancing? Rhett almost scratched his head as he tried to make sense as how the trio exactly got into that, and wondered if he had to dance too. I'm so not dancing... He concluded as he took another sip of his bottle, fortunately, the other two didn't seem like they were going to dance either, which almost made the blonde sigh in relief. In anyway, Rhett shrugged lightly with an nigh amused face at Jared after he said that the omission of admission only lead to a logical conclusion. Jared was right indeed, but Rhett wasn't going to give him the pleasure of letting him know out loud.

"Or we could blindfold you," Rhett proposed Jared with a half-smile. "That sounds fun." Odion then spoiled the game by letting Jared know he was a monkey, and the blonde threw an disapproving look at him. "You're supposed to not tell him?"

The blonde was still wondering if he had said the "get naked" out loud, and hoping that nobody heard him if he did, when suddenly everything went dark. His eyes quickly adjusted, it was not exactly hard, but a bit see-through and colored. It was also in his face. It took him a while to react, but his right hand managed to remove the item that covered his eyes and hold it in front of him. How did this... He wondered as his eyes shifted from the shirt and to Jared's nakedness. What the... A small thud preceded an acute pain right next to his left eye. This time, he reacted immediately and looked down while rubbing his face, this time, it was a belt, and he looked at Odion as he attempted to remove his pants. It then took him another while to recollect that Odion was not undressing to have sex with him, like history seemed to dictate and more than one organ in his body wanted to believe.

"Hookers?" Rhett tolled his eyes. "I would have thought that getting two trannies the last time you called for hookers had been a learning experience..." He chuckled. "No!" Rhett said in unison with Odion to Jared's proposal and dare, unable to then hold himself from chuckling again after Jared fell to the ground. "I'm not skinn..." He went quiet after Odion said his words, giving him a scrutinizing look up and down before smiling softly. "Oh, I am skinny-dipping."

Odion might have been wrong with the first part, but he was definitely right with the second one, Rhett did not want to go skinny-dipping, it was beyond against everything that Rhett has always been, he was prude, he wasn't loud, he didn't like being the center of attention. The problem was, well, Jared. The boy had always managed to get a side of Rhett out that he believed nobody else could as hard as they tried, not even Odion himself. It was the sort of thing Jared did, and perhaps his most incredible ability.

Rhett didn't like the idea of getting naked and go to the pool, but didn't Rhett want to change as well? This seemed like a good opportunity.

Plus, it simply seemed too much fun to prove Odion wrong.

"Come'on," Rhett said to Odion just before his clothes started flying: his shirt first, his shoes second and his pants third. "Don't miss out on the fun," he smiled, blew a kiss to the ginger and removed his briefs before throwing them at Odion. "Open the damn door, Belly!"

And to discuss the big elephant in the room, in case any of the two other boys in the room were wondering, no, Rhett was not aware he had an erection, even if it was painfully hard to ignore said trunk.

[Jared Bell]

Dance? Jared shook his head vigorously. "Nah mate, I got all the moves I need." The only time he actually had a sense of rhythm tended to be on nights much like this one. He had never been one to dance unless provoked with the promise of a woman at the end of the night. "Besides if I remember correctly, Rhett always had the best hip action of any of us." He said, bursting out laughing again for no apparent reason.

"I'm a bloody monkey! That's a great joke... assholes." Jared said, taking a mock swing at Odion. Speaking of a blindfold, maybe a game of naked marco polo would be appropriate in the pool. The water had better be as nice as he was hoping. If it was cold he would probably end up clutching himself in hopes that his manhood didn't retract into his body. Now to the task at hand. Getting his friends as naked as he was.

Jared pointed and began laughing gleefully as the belt smashed into Rhett's face. He almost felt bad, but he remembered that after the amount the three of them had drank it was unlikely that his friend had even felt it. "I don't mind finding hookers! But if you have to pay you're obviously not as good as I am!" He stumbled a little bit as he motioned to his chest. Why did Odion take so long to get undressed? It was ridiculous, and it was time to help him along. Then he noticed that the not so forgiving carpet was approaching his face rather quickly.

"Bull shit! Goddard loves going for naked dips!" Jared called from the floor, at the same moment that Rhett decided that in in fact did want to go skinny dipping. He lay rolling on the floor laughing as the blonde's clothes came off nearly as fast as his own had. "That's the spirit mate! Now tell me, when the hell did you start working out?" The frame he had remembered Rhett having certainly had grown. "Just saying, in a totally straight fence...er sense that you're looking like a tastier treat." He said, knowing as soon as the words left his mouth that they would come back to bite him later.

Jared finally seemed to remember he was rolling around on the floor. He saluted Rhett as he rose from the floor. "Sir! Yes sir!" He shouted. At that he grabbed Odion's pants and gave them a mighty tug down, before he hauled through the wall and moved the chair that was in place against the door. He sat down for a moment to regain his composure. He tried to hold it in as he opened the door for his two friends. That was when he took in Rhett standing at attention. He raised an eyebrow at the blonde. "Goddard! Good to see you showing the proper respect to a superior officer!" He barked, laughing all the harder. Maybe Rhett got off on being called a treat.

Jared couldn't help but wonder just how Odion was going to react to the blonde's situation. At the rate he had been going Jared couldn't help but worry something they would all regret was going to happen. He was going to rush to the pool with them as soon as possible. First though remained the problem. He looked at Rhett, and shrugged apologetically. "Sorry mate, you need this." He dug into Odion's fridge again and pulled out an icy cold beer bottle. He didn't wait for consent when he tried to push the frosty bottle against Rhett's member.

[Odion Martins]

Odion had no intentions of dancing with Rhett, drunk or not. He simply shrugged, Jared was missing out, and obviously he had all the wrong moves. It made sense in Odi’s mind. As for Rhett having the best hip action, Odi opened his mouth to say something before clamping it shut. No, it’d be best not to voice those thoughts.

“I’ll do whatever I want to,” Odi said, an eyebrow raised at Rhett in challenge. If he remember correctly, which maybe he wasn’t, but if he did, then he knew that somewhere in here they were playing a game he didn’t want to play in the first place. He had never been a very good team player. “It’s fact,” Odion added for Jared’s sake, because it definitely wasn’t a joke. Jared looked like a monkey, and he smelled like one too. Maybe it would be better for all their sakes if he took a jump into the pool, at least it was chlorinated.

He hadn’t noticed his belt smacking Rhett in the face. But Odion was having no part of this, and his mouth fell open as Rhett agreed to go. “That! That’s just to spite me!” He spat out. Odion, who fluttered his hand at the boxers as though they were contaminated with death, was having a hard time not laughing at these two and their nakedness. And as soon as he saw Rhett’s happiness, well, he finally did laugh quite hard. That, coupled with what Jared had just finished saying, was just too rich! But apparently he was the only one who seemed to notice the rising problem, was that a good thing?

Needless to say Odi didn’t really have time to think about more alcohol before he his pants were at his ankles, and he at least was left still wearing boxers. Looking around, he had to think fast. In his mind, his movements were quick. As Jared went to go help Rhett settle down, Odion went for the door, since the chair was gone it opened easily. And without any hesitation, he flew into the common area of the dorm and then out into the hallway. Running down the hallway towards the gymnasium where the pool was, he probably looked ridiculous in his boxers and button up shirt. But not half as ridiculous as the two naked ones behind him, if they had even noticed his departure.

[Rhett Goddard]

"Ha!" Rhett exclaimed at Jared's comment on his hips movement. "I'm sure Odion remembers that even more correctly," He chuckled yet again and looked at the ginger, noticing he couldn't bring himself to say anything. "You did say something like that not long ago."

The blonde was referring about the conversation he and Odion had when he informed his ex about Jared's impending arrival, in which Odion clarified that Rhett was good in bed. Of course, this conversation, as a whole and not just that specific point, should have remained private, and Rhett focused his attention on whatever reaction the time-manipulator was going to have at that comment, but he figured that at their drunkenness level, who cared?

"I believe these words are yours," Rhett smiled strongly at Odion. "Not everything's about you."

But it is. For Rhett, it is.

Specially this particular instance, as it was because of Odion that Rhett agreed to skinny-dip with Jared. Well, and because of Jared's influence.

"I'm glad to know I've always looked at least a little bit tasty to you," Rhett replied to Jared's rather amusing comment.

Wasn't Odion the one that always had a crush on him? No... Rhett shook his head, remembering he was drunk and Jared was far drunker than him. It was not a flirt, it was a joke and Jared was straight. Somehow, that particular fact seemed to slip away every two seconds, and it was costing the blonde to remember it, and Jared was not making it easier.

"Of course, sir!" Rhett replied to Jared, believing his statement was a continuation of the way he initially responded to Rhett's request about opening the door.

The image of Odion running out the room and to the hallway quickly turned into an amusing one. Not because he was running as if escaping (which seemed right, as he was not taking the shortest route to the pool), but because in his way, he managed to stumble into everything that was remotely... stumbable. For a moment, Rhett wondered if any of Odion's roommates was going to miss that ceramic teacup Odion made fall in his way, but he quickly decided that perhaps it was more worrisome that by the way Odion was running, any second now, he was going to trip. He was about to follow closely to warn him of this when Jared seemed to... attack his family jewels with a cold beer.

"So now that we're alone you..." Rhett stopped talking as soon as his looked down, his cheeks blushing furiously. "I... erm!!!" The blonde took the bottle from Jared's hands, took a step away, took a sip from it and placed it quickly in his crotch. "Ok, stop looking at it and go," Rhett motioned towards the door. "It's not like you hadn't seen it before." He tried to calm himself down and motioned again towards the door. "Go Belly, if this deserves anything is a spot behind, and surely your dirty and hairy ass will support the cold beer's efforts and get it down."

[Jared Bell]

"Who cares what it's for? We're going skinny dipping!" Jared yelled in Odion's face, a wide grin across his face. Odion had always been the most conservative, and possibly most worried about getting caught among the three of them but Jared had never had that much trouble convincing him. "Besides, maybe the water will put out that fire in your pants you walk around with all the time." He said with a chuckle. "Rhett, you are to me what an ice cream tastes like on a sweltering summer's day." He said, licking his lips suggestively.

Jared hadn't even noticed Odion haul off when he had been busy attending to Rhett's little problem. It had been easy enough, especially with him being preoccupied with bringing the swelling down. "What you want me to give you're engine a crank?" He asked with a smirk. For once it seemed to be Rhett's turn to embarrass. The bottle was removed from his hands before he could even stop to protest. "I'll have you know I shaved and showered before I arrived here." He called over his shoulder, already he was well on the way out of the room. He couldn't let Odion get to far ahead of him, else they'd never catch him. Honestly, he was just as slippery as a bar of soap in the shower.

Jared had just about made it out of the room when he ran back to Rhett. "Forgot my drink!" He said, reaching down and grabbing the beer, as well as scooping the vodka bottle off the floor. He didn't even take the time to register how Rhett reacted, rather he spun on his heel and sprinted for all he was worth down the hall. Thankfully he had a little more coordination than Odion had and he managed to find the ginger just exiting the dormitory. "Hey! Hey mate!" He called as he ran through the door and out into the frigid cold.

There was no hesitation between the moment when Jared caught up with Odion and the moment he grabbed a fist full of the button down shirt Odi was still wearing. The ripping sound didn't even register in his mind, he had to hold onto his friend with one hand and keep his drinks in his other. The only problem was that there was a major lack of tension on the fabric in his hand. He stared at it for a second and shook his head. He dropped the cloth on the ground and followed the footprints through the snow. At least they were heading somewhat in the right direction.

Looking over his shoulder he hoped to catch sight of Rhett but he couldn't see him. At least there would be a trail for the blonde to follow. He was running as hard as he could manage in the somewhat deep snow and he was gaining on his prey. When he finally was within range he dove at Odion's back, aiming to take him to the ground and wrestle his boxers off. Chances were the pool's water would feel incredibly warm once this night was over. "For Goddard's junk!" He cried as he flew through the air, hoping that he would hit his target.

[Odion Martins]

Odi made a gagging noise at the faux flirting Jared and Rhett were exchanging.

The ceramic teacup that fell belonged to him, so it didn’t really matter. Who else would own such a stolen object?

Odion just kept on running. He did not want to be naked, and considering the state he was in, this was a life or death decision. Run clothed and live, or be caught and die naked. It was just so undignified. Jared had managed to catch up to him, but Odion shook him off easily. He was occasionally asked why bother with dress up shirts. Ha! Now he had all the more reason to: it made him slipperier. “It’s, it’s cruel to undress me in the cold!” He complained, still frolicking, er, stumbling his way to the indoors. Was the gym even open at this time of night? Odion didn’t stop to think about it as he hands made purchase with the doorknob.

Jared dumped himself unceremoniously at Odion’s feet, and the ginger tried to keep his laughter to himself with no success. He was giggling like a schoolgirl, but at least he’d managed to get the door open. The ginger kicked snow in Jared’s face before his old mate could right himself. Had he picked the lock? He didn’t really know, but he was heading inside. “Bye,” he said, falling into the door. The gym was just down the hall, the pool was after that, and it was actually starting to sound inviting. Like a nice warm bath. Odi crossed his arms over his chest, and tiptoed towards the next set of doors.

[Rhett Goddard]

"So I'm not even hotter than ice cream?" Rhett shrugged and motioned a sad face at Jared before laughing at Odion's own reaction at what was going on between him and Jared. "Don't be jealous!" he jokingly said to the ginger.

Rhett wasn't sure what Jared meant with giving him a crank, but he surely took a step away. Fake-flirting plus awkward erection plus some sort of non-clear proposal from Jared did not equal a situation in which Rhett wanted to be particularly involved. The fact that Rhett now knew of Jared's grooming habits, or at least his actual state, did not make things better.

"I'll run with my eyes closed," he closed his eyes and showed Jared the palm of his hand, motioning a "stop" gesture. "Hey!" he exclaimed as his cold beer was, then, taken away form him. "Crap..."

Taking his time to deal with his issue in the quickest way possible (Odion was not going to miss that sock, was he?), he managed to find his way to the pool with one of Odion's towels tied around his hip. No rush, he decided not to run, he was already late, so a few more minutes didn't make the difference.

"Missed me?" Rhett asked as soon as he got there, dropping the towel and jumping in the pool, trying to remember if he indeed disposed of that sock or if he had left it in Odion's room. Oh well...

[Jared Bell]

The feeling of fresh powder usually wasn't quite so shocking but then again it wasn't usually covering his whole naked body. Jared shuddered and made sure to scoop a handful of snow up as he got up and stalked after Odion into the building. He was going to make sure that Odion experienced the same sensation that he had, at least to some extent. As he entered, he saw the door at the end of the hallway swinging shut. Grinning he picked up the pace and followed his quarry. He started to form the snow into a more together clump in his hands as he walked.

Jared had a decent sized snowball in his hands when he went through the doors. Then he saw exactly where they were. The hardwood floor of the gym would cause him a whole lot of pain tomorrow if he did try another dive at Odion, but that wasn't what he had in mind. He could see his friend in his boxers. He wasn't sure if he was trying to hide or not but that didn't matter either. "Oi! Care for a jog mate?" He called out, starting to run towards Odion. Once he reached his friend he did the only logical thing. He pulled the waist band of Odion's boxers away from his body and stuffed the space with the snow. He let the waistband snap against Odion's body and then patted the snow down firmly.


Once it was all said and done Jared simply turned and headed towards the doors that were labeled pool. "Water will feel good and warm mate, meet you there." He called over his shoulder. What he hadn't been expecting was that Rhett would arrive quite so soon. Maybe he would start calling him the minute man. "You've hardly missed anything worth noting, aside from a ginger with boxers full of snow. However catching him would have been far easier with your help." He replied, barely stopping to take a breath before jumping into the pool. Chances were that Odion would join them yet, and if he didn't that wouldn't concern Jared in the least. They could always find him and bother him later.

[Odion Martins]

“Shhh,” Odion said, turning to look at a very, very blurry Jared, “I haven’t been caught yet.” And the redhead continued sneaking through the gym to get to the pool. It didn’t take long for Jared to catch up, and Odion was caught off guard from the cold sensation now cascading down his bare ass. He bit his lip to keep from reacting. “Great, now it looks like I’ve gone and wet myself,” he said, shaking out the bulk of the snow from his underwear.

“I’m done missing you,” Odion said, waving at Rhett, “you’re right here.” Yes, everything he said made sense in his mind and whether it made sense when actually said was up for debate. Odi wasn’t quite in the pool yet, and he still didn’t want to be. This was still a very bad idea, but he was glad not to be alone on New Years’ Eve.

Two naked friends in the pool, why was this not surprising? The world leaned to one side and then the other as Odion blinked a few times. Where had he gotten this bottle of… something? He didn’t question it further before taking a few swigs and setting it down the floor. It fell over and Odion righted it quickly, sitting by the edge of the pool, still in his boxers.

“No one can catch me,” he smirked devilishly, “I’m the gingerbread man.”

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett chuckled at Jared. "Aren't you helpless without someone else's help," he said, giving second thought to his words and assuring himself that they had made sense together. He shrugged, it's not like anybody cared.

For some reason, Odion's following words produced a chuckle in the blonde as well. "Am I, though?" he asked Odion. If he was glad he wasn't alone, Rhett was happy that Odion no longer was being an ignorer jerk to him. Oh, and he was glad Jared was here too as well, but well, someone had to fill the first spot.

Going underwater, Rhett stayed there for a couple of seconds and then went back up, combing his hair back and swimming closer to Jared, who was definitely the only fun person around. "You meant gingerboring?" Rhett asked loudly before laughing and extending his arm to high-five Jared, even though he could tell that by how fuzzy and spinny the world was being, he was most likely going to going to fail the move. "Poor thing," he whispered to Jared. "He's probably entered the emo-stage of alcohol already," he chuckled and turned to look at Odion again. "Come'on sexy, get naked and get in!" he yelled at the ginger. "I solemnly swear that I will be good," he probably lied, but unless any of the other two caught the modified Harry Potter quote, Odion had no reason to doubt him, did he?

Well, except of course for the fact that he is Rhett, and Rhett is always up to no good.

[Jared Bell]

Before he knew what was happening Jared was laughing and sputtering water; all from a simple comment from Rhett. He swung for the high five but completely missed and instantly felt Rhett’s hand slam into his nose. “Close enough!” He said. Completely unaware that his nose was dripping blood into the water he swam towards Odion slowly. He wasn’t about to put up with anymore of this tomfoolery. The stick in the mud would be rinsed off by the end of the night whether he wanted to or not.

Jared caught that look from Odion that was all too familiar. “Gingerbread man hey? We’ll see how slippery he can be.” He muttered. If all went well their friend would be either in the pool or without his boxers. If it went really well it would be both. He did a surface dive and swam towards the two legs dangling in the pool. The best part about drunk skinny dipping was how sobering the water felt. He surfaced between Odion’s legs and reached for the waistband of his boxers. He latched onto them and pushed his feet off of the wall of the pool as he tugged. Something gave and he shot back into the water, hoping he had managed to catch the gingerbread man.


Jared didn’t hear the rest of Rhett’s jokes because suddenly when he was underwater there was a cloud of blood in his face. He surfaced quickly and didn’t see Odion anywhere in his initial look around. Not that it was likely he would have, the room was starting to spin. “I’ve bloody killed him Rhett! You’ve got to help me get him out! Do you know where we can hide a body?” He shouted at the blond before diving back under and looking frantically for the body of his friend. He didn’t need this on his head as well as the bounty. There had to be a way for him to get rid of the body without getting caught. Murder was a big step up from theft when it came to jail time though.

“What the hell are we going to do?” Jared screamed at Rhett as he surfaced again. That’s when he saw the gingerbread man’s ugly mug. His panic instantly left and he was overwhelmed with relief. “Never thought I’d be so happy to see a man who has no soul.” He muttered under his breath. However he knew for a fact that Odion was in truth a day walker. He had seen him in sunlight before, so that ruled out vampire. “When the hell were you going to tell me you were alive?” He asked crossly, using his hand to move his wet mop of hair out of his face.

[Odion Martins]

“I’m not that drunk Rhett,” Odion insisted, even though he probably was. “In fact, there’s two of each of you,” he said, pointing between Rhett and Jared. “Whoa...” he said, lowering his finger slowly and blinking hard a couple of times. Lovely, he’d gone and made himself all dizzy!

“You should stop acting like Jared, you’re taking his job away,” Odi insisted, but they weren’t really listening. He made a pouty face and watched his legs kicking in the water instead. He had no idea how they had gotten then, but definitely wasn’t boring, he just didn’t want to be naked.

Ignoring Rhett’s commented, Odion became more preoccupied with the blood now in the water. “That’s disgusting,” he added as Jared neared him. It couldn’t have really been that much blood, since blood always looked like more when it was in water, but that fact didn’t make this reality any less disgusting.

There wasn’t much Odion could do but go along with this or be hurt. For some reason, a lot of head injuries seemed to be on the horizon. As Jared made his mark, Odion pushed himself into the pool and his boxers were shed in the process. He stayed under water for some time.

By the time he resurfaced, Jared’s panic stricken face was one of joy and sarcasm, and Odion couldn’t help but laugh out loud. “You’re so hilarious Bell!” No one would be able to tell if he was joking or serious, if it was sarcasm or truth, if the tears in his eyes were from laughing or the pool water.

“Splash any of that dirty water near me, and I’ll drown you,” he warned, making his way to the deep end and away from the drunken idiots as though he weren’t included in that category. The water really was sobering.

[Rhett Goddard]

Rhett laughed at the fact that Odion thought he wasn't "that drunk" while still seeing multiple Rhetts and Jareds. "One of each isn't enough, right?" he simply had to say before continuing to chuckle.

The ginger couldn't be more right. Rhett was indeed acting like Jared, and it was the one and only Jared himself to blame. He was, perhaps, the only people who could influence the blonde like this, making him have a complete personality makeover that was only active as long as he remained in the vicinity. Alcohol had little to do with it, it was simply a catalyst, something that sped the process, but nothing else. For a couple of seconds there, Rhett wondered how much someone like Ulrich would notice the differences in Rhett's personality when Jared was around, and then wondered how good or bad that would be.

It was Jared's scared yells that made the blonde come back to reality. First he raised an eyebrow and looked at the reddened water. Second, he took a step back and looked at Jared. His heart was starting to race. In Rhett's brain, a battle from two sides started to fight, one wanting to panic along with Jared, and one trying to keep calm and investigate what had happened. He wanted to say something to the panicking Jared, but he couldn't find the words to do so, so instead, Rhett simply pushed himself underwater, catching a glimpse of the ginger as he rose in front of Jared. Rhett followed and grasped for air as soon as he was back out.

"Wait, so... this blood?" Rhett asked. "Or is gingerboring melting?" he joked, his heart going back to a more normal pace. Rhett then examined the water, trying to remain outside the most reddened parts of the water, but knowing well enough that having contact with the blood was soon going to be impossible to avoid. "Oh, did one of you get your period?" he nodded. "Well, no pregnancies, that's always demanding of celebra..." he stopped talking as soon as he saw Odion's boxers floating in the water. It made the blonde smile and look at Odion with what was a very lusty expression. "You're naked," he stated with a desiring smile.

[Jared Bell]

Jared smiled once he saw that Odion was in fact alive. It seemed that for once one of his plans had gone off without a hitch. He looked over to Rhett. “I knew that wanker wouldn’t be able to keep himself out of the water.” He shook his head at Odion and offered him a single finger as a response. Not that would disagree that he was hilarious; however the situation that had just occurred couldn’t be classified as such in his mind. He swam closer to Rhett as Odion made his way to the deeper side of the pool.

“Course its blood mate; why else would I think I killed the bastard?” Jared shook his head and suddenly found himself losing his balance. He found himself falling towards Rhett’s back. He realized very quickly that he didn’t want to grind himself on another naked male and tipped himself to the side instead. The only problem with that was that his mouth was open as he fell. He jumped back up out of the water and started coughing loudly and spewing water everywhere. Hopefully he wouldn’t get it on anyone else, but it was highly unlikely that they would care so long as it wasn’t mixed with his blood.


Jared wasn’t sure if Odion had caught the look that Rhett was giving but he knew exactly what it meant. Rhett was hungry, and Odion was a delicious dessert for the blonde. He did his best to interject. “Well yeah, they call it skinny dipping because of only wearing your own skin mate. If he was dressed it wouldn’t be half as fun.” He said, waggling his eyebrows at his two friends. Perhaps he should have invested in some duct tape for Rhett’s member tonight, he seemed to be thinking more with it more than his brain. Not that he could be blamed, they were all more than a little pissed tonight.

Jared swam as quickly as he could towards Odion. By now his nose had slowed the bleeding so he wasn’t making near as much of a mess in the pool. “Mate, he’s starting to look like he wants to fondle you. I know I made you nude and all but maybe cover up that elephant trunk you’ve got hanging out.” He whispered to Odion before trying to dunk him under the water so Rhett wouldn’t get too suspicious of his motives. With these two there was always a hidden motive somewhere though.