Chapter 4

Nikolai's vision was spotty.

His cock throbbed in his shorts.

It was a little hard to breathe.

"How am I supposed to know this?

So many rules for shirts.

Is so silly, Blake."

"It's not

silly

," Tristan argued, aghast.

"There is a system for a reason."

Nikolai wanted to fold Tristan up against the closet door like a pretzel and fuck him until he couldn't speak, until the door broke off its hinges and Tristan forced Nikolai to watch a video to learn how to fix it.

"Is the reason that you are boring?"

"You're such a fucking asshole."…