Taylor: Dropping to your knees on the plane like that was very naughty
Taylor: And unhygienic
Taylor: You should be ashamed of yourself
Fletcher: But it felt so good… Are you still thinking about it like I am?
Fletcher: You tasted so good in my mouth. I think I deserve a reward…
Taylor: What type of reward would you like, sweet boy?
Fletcher: I want to bend YOU over and fuck you
Fletcher: Give your boy what he wants…
“Should I park in the driveway?” Caroline asked.
“Yeah, that’s fine. Jake should still be at work until five, so we have an hour to get in and get everything,” Jesse answered. “Grandad’s still at the hospital.”
* * *
The house was a lot smaller than Fletcher had imagined. It was a simple older-looking split-level with faded yellow siding. Taylor had said that he and Jesse shared a room while their nephews occupied another. Mandy and her husband occupied the master bedroom, and they had a separate bed and bath on the first level for their grandfather. It had a two-car garage that looked like it needed to be pressure washed. Fletcher’s parents’ neighborhood HOA would literally condemn this house.
“You can wait in the car with Caroline, if you don’t want to come in,” Taylor told him softly. Fletcher shook his head.
“Nice try, Piers. I’m not leaving your side.”
Fletcher was surprised when Taylor held his hand as they walked up the brick steps to go inside. They waited as Jesse fumbled with his key to try and unlock the door, but it wouldn’tbudge.
“Fuck, do you think he might’ve changed the locks?” Jesse asked his brother.
“Shit,” Taylor cursed. “Probably. Fuck.”
Jesse held up a finger to them and told them to wait as he walked down the steps and walked over to the side of the house. “Is he going to sneak in through a window?” Fletcher asked.
Taylor nodded. “Our bedroom window doesn’t lock fully. I don’t think Jake or Mandy know about it. He’s probably going to climb up the tree and try to crawl in.”
Sure enough, Jesse unlocked the front door a few minutes later and let them in. Fletcher noted a kitchen straight back and a living room to the right. On the left there was a staircase that went up and down to the other levels. The house was dated. Every house in this neighborhood seemed to be. Taylor held Fletcher’s hand as he guided them up the steps. There were family pictures on the walls. Ones of Taylor and his siblings and the guy he assumed to be their dad. He looked like a basic kind of white guy, so Fletcher assumed the brothers got their looks from their mother.
“Is Mandy home?” Taylor whispered.
He guided Fletcher into his old room, which was small. He could clearly tell Taylor’s side was on the right. He had a huge poster of Pancek and…his dad.
“No fucking way, you actually have one?” Fletcher whispered, sounding disgusted.
“Shh.”
Jesse’s side was a lot neater with a bunch of pictures of his friends on the wall. Unlike his siblings, Jesse wasn’t a huge sports guy. He was pretty scrawny and dorky. Taller than Taylor though. Fletcher wondered how someone of his buildcould even possibly be stronger than Taylor was.
While the rest of his side was neat and tidy, just looking at his desk gave Fletcher a headache. Taylor said he was good with computers. He had a huge gaming setup on his desk with three monitors and what looked like a microphone.
“Oh my God, are you like some kind of video game streamer?” Taylor whispered maybe a little louder than he should’ve been. “How the hell were you even able to afford this?”
“Ask questions later,” Jesse bit out. It was kind of scary the way he sounded just like his brother. But Fletcher thought it was also nice seeing Taylor with his brother. Fletcher didn’t really have a close relationship with his younger sister. She was always the favorite. He might as well have been an only child. Or Lauren, he thought, considering his parents actually loved her.
They filled up two large suitcases full of clothes and trinkets before bringing them back downstairs. Right as they opened the front door to book it out of there, Jesse swore to himself and turned to run back up the stairs. “Did he forget something?” Fletcher asked.
Taylor shook his head and shrugged. “I have no idea. The kid’s a mystery these days.”
