“Where did that come from?”
“Just popped into my head. I can see many straights waking up just like this and the next thing you know, it’s slipped inside, and a new human enters the world nine months later.”
“How romantic,” Ethan said sarcastically.
“I’m always romantic,” Blayne said as he nudged his cock against Ethan a couple of times.
“God, I’m horny,” Ethan admitted. “But…”
“But we have Arnold and a guest lying out there. And besides, you heard the doctor last night. You shouldn’t do anything physically exerting for a couple of days.”
“You know Chu-young and Higgins are going to have my hide when they hear about this.”
“Well, your director and choreographer will have to wait a few days while you recuperate. And if they come here mad, we’ll sic our pet assassin on them—assuming she’s awake by then.”
“How long do you think she’ll stay here?” Ethan asked.
“Arnold says she will probably be stable enough to transport in a few days. Hopefully, she’ll know where to hide and lick her wounds, and we can pretend this never happened.”
Ethan let out a sigh. “Until then—”
“Until then, we keep going. You’ll call in sick. Tell the band what you need to tell them. I would limit harboring a known terrorist and fugitive thing, but you can tell them you’re ill and I’m taking care of you.”
“And you?”
“I have to teach.”
“So, you’re going to leave me here with…them?”
“Honestly, I think you’re safer here than anywhere else right now.”
Ethan rolled onto his back and laid his other forearm across his eyes. “Can this get any more fucked up?”
“Don’t ask that question,” Blayne chastised. “Destiny is always poised to offer a response you may not like.” Blayne hitched up on his elbow to look down at Ethan. “For now, we make the best of an unpleasant situation. And I, for one, have an idea on how to do that.”
Ethan’s arm dropped from his head as Blayne lowered his head and started sucking on his right nipple. Blayne used his hand to trace around the outline of his cock through his shorts.
“Now, lay back and let Dr. Dickenson take care of you. You’re not supposed to do anything active, so let me do all the work.”
Blayne reached over and tweaked Ethan’s other nipple, rolling it between his fingers, varying the amount of pressure, which only seemed to cause the rest of the blood in Ethan’s body to race for his cock. Thankfully, he wasn’t getting lightheaded.
By the time Blayne freed Ethan’s cock from his shorts, there was already pre-cum around the head of his dick. Blayne lay between Ethan’s legs and licked the cum as he traced the cockhead with his tongue. It took every ounce of control Ethan had not to moan in ecstasy, but he didn’t feel like putting on a show for their guests. When Blayne took Ethan down his throat, he was already on the verge of busting.
“I’m gonna co—”
The whispered words hadn’t even escaped his lips before he came down Blayne’s throat. Blayne didn’t hesitate. He applied more pressure with his lips and drained him. Blayne finished between Ethan’s legs and looked up at him, a satisfied look crossing his face.
“My turn,” he said as he lay down next to Ethan. “And before you ask. Just lie next to me. I just need to feel you beside me.”
Blayne reached over to his side of the bed and grabbed the bottle of lube sitting on top of the dresser. He squeezed out just enough to make his hand glide down his dick but not so much that it didn’t provide friction.
Ethan lay on his side, pulled Blayne’s face toward his and began kissing his boyfriend. He cupped the side of Blayne’s face and stroked his cheek with his thumb. Ethan licked down the side of Blayne’s throat as he leaned his head backward. Then, just as Blayne had done before him, he latched his teeth onto Blayne’s nipple and teased it. Ethan felt the change in Blayne’s breathing seconds before thick rivulets of cum coated both.
Instead of rolling back onto the sheets, he just lay on Blayne’s chest. Blayne’s cum seeped into his side.
Ethan could have lain like that forever.
Blayne had other ideas. “Shower?”
