He never finished his sentence, instead turning around and going back to his room, where he shut the door, effectively ending our conversation.
At least he was staying. I had until Sunday to show him that I was worth a chance. I’d worry about the peskyI wasn’t humanthing later.
13
CANDRIN
Huddled under the covers
Even though it was early evening, I climbed into bed and huddled under the covers.
My head was battered on all sides by firstly, missing Tanner, secondly being attracted to his brother—majorly attracted as in fall into bed and fuck minutes after meeting—and there was guilt at betraying Tanner when I still wanted him. I had visions of being in bed with him and Huston, one of them fucking my hole and the other my mouth.
Me exposing my length to Huston who then kinda got off on it based on the bulgeat his crotch made everything worse. But the cherry on top was Huston bringing out his cock like it was no big deal. Samesies!
Not the same. His was beautiful and pink and I wanted it in my ass or my mouth, and when he was done squirting cum in my hole or between my lips, I’d wrap my mouth around it and suck until he screamed my name.
Closing my eyes didn’t help. Visions of Huston’s cute smile, his watchful eyes and… gods his cock. I wanted it so badly my hole ached for him.
My grumbling belly interrupted my tortured thoughts, reminding me I hadn’t eaten. Damn, that dinner Tanner made was probably still sitting in the microwave. Or had I taken it out? Maybe I had. Perhaps I’d eaten it, though I didn’t think so. My memories from this evening of anything but Huston were vague, and my belly was signaling I hadn’t eaten.
I recalled a half eaten packet of candy in my bag and rummaged around, tossing out work-related stuff until I found it. Propping myself up on the pillows because I was terrified of choking, I sucked on a candy. If it’d been the soft kind, I would have downed the bag’s contents in less than a minute, but it was hard and as itsat on my tongue, the sweetness flooding my mouth, I contemplated my future.
I couldn’t think beyond this weekend. Even going further than that to the next seven days was a stretch. Much as I wanted to be in Tanner’s arms, him being crushed when I admitted to liking himandhis brother was too much.
He must have sensed me thinking about him because he texted moments later.
Miss you. Did you meet my brother? I think you’ll like him.
No, Tanner, stop. I shoved the phone under the covers, attempting to unsee the message. But it beeped again. I ignored it while I ate another candy but curiosity got the better of me and I scanned the message.
In some ways we’re very similar but in others we couldn’t be more different.
I put both hands over my face, trying to block out the world. Instead two images popped into my head. One of Tanner’s very fine cock and the other of his brother’s length. They were both so lick-worthy, my own dick swelled. I slid a hand underthe covers to my length but after one tug, I gave up, my head filled with conflicting dick pics.
Tanner.
Huston.
Tanner.
Huston.
I couldn’t choose.
A gentle knock at the door had me freeze. No way could Huston come into my room. He’d scent the slick that was dribbling from my entrance onto the bedding and it’d be game over. Or more likely cock in hole.
“I put your dinner outside.”
“Thanks.”
“Tanner messaged asking if you were okay.” He paused. “I didn’t mention us showing one another our dicks. I’m sure he’ll laugh about it when I tell him but it needs to be in person.”
“Yeah.” My voice wasbarely above a whisper.
“But if you were expecting a friend, maybe meet them at their place. Tanner’s kind of weird about a tenant having someone sleepover.”
“Okay.”
