“Me too,” Josh said, his hands still gripping Riley’s ass possessively as he pulled him against him. “Fuck, I’m gonna come, Ri. Make me come.”
Riley moved one of his arms out from underneath Josh’s shoulder, down to the hem of his shirt, and slipped it under the fabric until he reached hot skin. He slid his hand until he found one of Josh’s pert nipples, squeezing the bud until he swallowed Josh’s moans and warmth bloomed between their stomachs.
He’d never heard anything so beautiful. His own orgasm slammed into him, his come soaking his underwear. It was the hardest he’d ever come in his life.
They continued to move slowly against each other until they came down from the high, Riley resting his forehead against Josh’s.
“Holy shit,” he said, meeting Josh’s eyes and seeing pure bliss on his face.
“Why haven’t we tried that before?” he asked, and Riley blinked at him, trying to think of the easiest answer.
“Maybe because we’re straight?” Riley suggested, causing Josh’s brows to furrow in confusion.
“I don’t think we are anymore, or can I still be straight if I had the best orgasm of my life with a man?”
Riley’s eyes widened. “Best of your life?” he asked in a small voice.
Hadn’t he been thinking the same thing? How could they go thirty years and not have figured something like that out?
Riley sat up so he straddled Josh’s waist, suddenly aware of the mess in his underwear.
“I mean… Well… Yeah. I don’t remember the last time I came so hard,” Josh said dreamily, but then his eyes narrowed again and he began shifting uncomfortably, likely feeling his own mess cooling in his underwear.
“I think we should clean up and then go ask Cole if he thinks this means we’re not straight anymore. He’s bi, so he would know, right?”
It was official. Riley’s world had completely turned upside down.
“Okay, yes to cleaning this mess, but no to running to Cole for answers,” Riley said, climbing off of Josh and sitting cross legged on the bed. “We aren’t going to tell anyone about this until we think about it on our own for a bit, and also, the sun is barely up so it’s unlikely he’s even awake. And remember, I don’t think Hailey and Abby know about him, so try not to blurt it out to everyone.”
Riley could see the wheels in Josh’s head turning as he thought everything through.
“All right, I won’t say anything in front of Abby or Hailey,” he said. He rolled off the bed and ambled over to his duffel to dig for new clothes.
Riley couldn’t help but notice new things about Josh as he stripped right where he stood with his back to Riley.
Well, that wasn’t completely accurate. He had always been aware of Josh’s perfect physique: his nearly hairless body, his chiseled abs, his voluptuous ass. He’d even seen his heavy dick on occasion.
For the first time, he noticed how Josh's muscles flexed as he moved around the room. He remembered the way his eyes widened as he came, the relentless grip he'd had on Riley's ass as he neared his climax. That grip was so possessive, like Josh was staking his claim on Riley.
The question was, why did it feel so right? Why did Josh’s hands feel better on him than any woman’s ever had?
Was it because they were closer than typical best friends? Or because they understood each other better than anyone?
They’d always had a tactile relationship, rarely keeping their hands to themselves. But it had never been more than friendly touches. Even their playful wrestling was about them goofing around and letting out some excess energy.
Riley was frozen in the spot on the bed where Josh had left him, watching him clean away the evidence of their tryst and changing his clothes as if it were nothing new.
Josh was taking this much better than him. It was no secret that Josh wasn’t the brightest bulb in the box. Did that make all of this easier for him to accept? Was Riley overthinking everything?
He couldn’t help but fall into a spiral of questioning thoughts.
Was this why he’d had such bad luck with women?
Was this why he’d never warmed up to anyone Josh had ever brought home?
After all this time, had he missed the flashing signs that maybe he wasn’t so straight after all?
He startled when he felt a hand on his shoulder andnoticed Josh holding out some clean clothes for him.
