Tough Shit (Rejects Paradise 1)

“What the fuck, man?” Sebastian demands, somehow already by my side and helping me up as Kairo’s heavy fist slams hard into Eli’s arm, only he doesn’t seem to notice as all his energy is focused on his junk.

There are tears of pain in his eyes and I instantly forget that the fucker just launched me across the room like a bitch who’s claiming he’s her baby daddy. “What’s wrong?” I demand, walking back over to him.

Eli meets my eye and there’s nothing but embarrassment there. “I need to ask you something and you can’t say no because all these fuckers already have. You’re my last option.”

My brows pull down as I try to start putting the puzzle pieces together. “What are you talking about?”

“I have to show you something.”

My eyes drop to his groin, where he’s still clutching tightly, and judging from the pain on his face, it’s not hard to work out that something’s wrong with his junk. I shake my head so fast that I fear it might come wobbling right off. “No. No way. I’m not looking at your dirty junk. I can’t. If I see that, I’ll never be able to look at you again without thinking about it.”

“Please, babe. I’m desperate. There’s something wrong and I just need to know what it is before my fucking dick falls off.”

“You know there are doctors for this kind of shit, right?”

His eyes harden and I resist laughing. “I’m not about to drop my pants for some strange doctor when you can just tell me what’s wrong. What if it’s something simple and I can just get a cream for it?”

“What if it’s not and I guess the wrong thing and it gets worse? You need a doctor.”

“Please.”

I look at the other guys. “Come on, why can’t you guys do this? You guys would know more about STIs and dicks than I would.”

Sebastian scoffs. “Seriously? I’m not about to get up close and personal with his cock, especially if he has some kind of disease. Besides, you’re a chick. You’ll take this more seriously than we would and not to mention, you’ve already seen Eli’s dick up close and personal. It’s nothing new for you.”

My eyes instantly fly up to Nic’s at the reminder of the one drunken mistake I made with Eli nearly two years ago; the one I desperately try to forget and the one Nic is still sore about despite us not having been together then. “Really? You just had to go and bring that up?”.

Sebastian grins while Kai looks at me. “You know, left untreated, his dick will probably fall off, right?”

Eli’s eyes bug out of his head. “The fuck? My dick’s going to fall off?” He demands, looking back to me and begging. “Please, babe. Just look real quick and tell me what it is and I swear, I’ll never ask you to do anything like this again. I’ll make it up to you. I’ll … I’ll … fuck, I don’t know what I’ll do, but I swear, whatever you want, it’s yours.”

His desperation has me caving like a little bitch. “Get me some gloves.”

Eli’s head falls back to the couch with relief as Nic’s laugh is heard all over the apartment. He ducks down under the sink and a second later, a box of latex gloves is sailing through the air. Sebastian’s hand flies up and catches it with ease before throwing them down beside me.

“Lose your pants,” I tell Eli while pulling a pair of gloves out and struggling to get my hands into them.

“Why?” he demands, awkwardly getting to his feet. “You’re not going to touch it.”

“I have to. I have to see all of it. I can’t just look at the top. What if it’s worse underneath and we miss it?”

He groans and I watch with amusement as his face breaks. “Fine.”

Despite how desperate he is for me to check it out and tell him what the hell is going on, he’s also reluctant, knowing this is a step neither of us ever wanted to take in our relationship, but apparently, it’s a must.

His jeans come off and I can’t help but notice the way the three other guys shuffle around to get a good look even though they all refused to be the one to look. I guess when you’re curious about something, nothing will stand in your way.

Elijah’s boxers come down and the three guys instantly jump back in horror as my eyes bug out of my head. I instinctively try to move back but if I don’t check this out, Eli could end up in serious trouble.

“Fuck, man,” Nic gasps from way, way across the room. “How could you let it get like that?”

“I woke up like this, bro,” Eli insists. “It’s not like I’ve been letting it fester.”