Faustian polyamory Stories

“I’m so alone, I’m sick of scrolling past the same lost eyes and sad faces on this damn app, come rescue me and we can go to a haunted house tonight,” Oxy said into the phone which lay next to his head on the pillow. “You realize how short notice this is? How do you know I’m not already out?” “If you were already out, you wouldn’t have picked up the damn phone. C’mon, Tazon, let’s do something! It’s fucking Halloween. I’m...