“Good. Okay. Yeah.” I can barely fucking breathe with the way he’s looking at me, and I know if I don’t shift the subject now, I’ll probably end up with his cock up my ass. As fun as that sounds, I want Bubba to be here for all our firsts, because he's just as big a part of this as we are. The thought of him out there, his ex-wife probably trying to lay claim to owned property, sends me into a jealous rage. We have to stop her, no matter the cost. I place my finger under Johnny’s chin and tilt hisface up until our eyes lock. “I’m going to need your undivided loyalty and unearned trust for what comes next. Can I count on you?” Rising to my knees, my legs are spread wide, like a cowboy on a horse. His eyes dip down to my cock again, but I shake my head. “Down boy.”
Johnny’s eyes look a little foggier than before, and he’s got this thoughtful look on his face. “For what’s about to come next?” he whispers, but it seems like he’s talking to himself, his mind a million miles away. “Listen, Ez, as much as I’m into this, I don’t think I’m ready to get fucked in the ass.”
“What the hell are you talking about?”
“Trusting you,” he confirms, though the only thing the confirmation brings is more confusion.
“Well, that didn’t help in the slightest, and I’m fairly confident you know that.”
He shakes his head. “You said you need my trust for what comes next. I just figured you were talking about anal sex. You know, because your little dick has been hard the whole time you’ve been on my lap. It isn’t that I don’t like you, it’s just—”
“Jesus Christ, you’re impossible sometimes. Obviously I wasn’t suggesting you ride my perfectly proportionate cock. I’m talking about Jaden and his mom.”
“You want Jay and Faith to—” He doesn’t even finish the sentence, just narrows his eyes, glaring daggers at me. “Do you know how much that would hurt Bubba’s feelings?”
“What?”
“He’s in there trying to figure out a way to break the news about us to his family,probably—”
“He better be.”
Johnny rolls his eyes. “And you’re in here fantasizing about fucking his whole family. I can understand Jay, because he’s a sweet guy with a pretty face, but Faith? You’re gay.”
I groan, moving off the bed and holding my hands in front of my chest. “No. I’m not getting locked into one of these idiotic miscommunication loops with you. There isn’t time. His ex-wife is in there, probably stroking his cock as we speak. It’s time for action.”
His brows meet in the center of his forehead. “We ain’t throwing no goddamn cum balloons.”
“I never said anything about balloons.”
“You didn’t have to. It’s your preferred method of attack. Fuck knows I’ve been hit in the face with enough of them to know. How the hell do you make enough cum to fill them up?”
“I jerk off a lot.”
His eyes drop to my crotch again. “You really do.”
“Well, in any case, they don’t deserve my load, so you don’t have to worry about me bursting any balloons, aside from the ones I aim at you.” We’re quiet for a moment, gazes set on each other. “Johnny? Is it weird that Bubba introduced me as his friend? I know we’re not official or anything, but I’m not just a friend to him, am I?”
“You’re a lot more than just a friend. He worships the ground you walk on. He’s just scared, bro. This is all new to him. It ain’t just the fact he’s dating a dude, now he has to explain that he’s seeing two dudes. He likes you, Ez. I promise, we ain’t got anything to worry about.”
“Famous last words,” I mutter, resting my forehead against his. “But, Johnny?”
“Yeah?”
“What happens if he decides to go back to them? I don’t have anywhere else to go. I don’t have a job. I don’t have a place to stay.” Iwait for him to respond, but he just stares at me with this curious look on his face. He’s quiet for a while, the only sound around us being that of the ceiling fan and Dallas and Austin fucking down the hall. How many loads can two men bust in one day? Christ.
“You’ve got a place to go.”
“I literally don’t.”
He leans a little closer, and our lips touch. It’s not the first time we’ve kissed, but there’s something different about this one. Less passion, more heart. Softly, he moans into my mouth, and I swallow the sound, hoping I can hold onto it forever.
“You’ve always got a place to go,” he repeats, his lips brushing against mine with each word. “I think I want to keep you, Little Dick.”
“You do?”
He nods. “I think I want to keep you for a while. Maybe even longer.”
They’ve been here less than a day, and these motherfuckers are already working my last nerve. When Jaden isn’t stealing the spotlight, his mother is flashing fuck-me eyes at Bubba, trying to reclaim the love he’s given me willingly, I’m sure. Johnny says it’s just the way her face looks, but that face makes her look fucking heartless, like she’s happy to wreck a lovely home, even if it was her home originally. Not the actual home, as the trailer and cabin both belong to Dallas, but our metaphorical home has been in her possessionfor ages. Sucks for her. He’s mine. If I were Johnny, I’d probably stand and shout “No hair, don’t care,” but I’m not bald, just bitter.
