20
Trevor
The first thoughtthat crossed my mind when I woke the next morning was Gabe was too far away. I could hear his soft snoring, so I knew he was there somewhere, but I didn’t feel his body pressed against mine. I wasn’t hot and sweaty the way I normally was. I missed it, even though I’d always rushed out of bed to shower because there was little appealing about the smell of sleepy, sweaty men.
I rolled over and opened my eyes to see Gabe still passed out. He’d likely be that way for a while. I brushed back his hair and kissed his forehead, whispering that I’d be back in a few minutes. Luckily, the bottom drawer of his dresser was filled with clothes I’d left here when I’d slept over, because it felt wrong to saunter around his parents’ house wearing his clothes, and I didn’t want to risk Mom realizing where I’d spent the night based on my wardrobe choice. It didn’t make any sense, but then again, nothing was turning out the way I’d expected.
I snuck across the hall to take care of my morning business and hurried back to Gabe’s room to dress. I’d heard voices downstairs and wanted to check on Seth before he headed back to Wilmington. When I’d last seen him, he’d finally worked up the courage to introduce himself to a guy rather than crushing on him from a distance. I was curious to hear how that’d gone. Selfishly, I hoped they hadn’t felt an instant connection, because then I’d be even more of a dick for making Gabe resort to asking Seth for a ride up here.
Strong arms wrapped around me as I pulled a T-shirt over my head. Before we went anywhere, I’d have to ask Gabe to borrow a sweatshirt, because it was yet another cold morning and I was still without my coat.
“I like sleeping with you in my bed,” Gabe whispered as he started nibbling at my ear and down the side of my neck. I ground my ass against his morning wood, wanting to torture him as much as he was me. We couldn’t do this here, but I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Gabe reached around our bodies and slid his hand to my dick, which didn’t seem to care where we were as long as it led to orgasms, preferably mutual.
The idea of moving out of the dorms before fall was starting to appeal to me. More privacy. Bigger bed. Privacy. Yeah, that was on the list twice, because being so turned on by Gabe made me realize how much I didn’t want to move home for the summer.
Gabe bit my neck as he jacked me off. His other hand came up to my mouth, stifling my moans and whimpers. God, I couldn’t believe I’d thought for a second that he was pulling away from me. Every time we were together like this, it proved again how amazing we were as a couple. I thrust harder, loving the feeling of his erection sliding through my crack. I moaned, louder this time, as my balls tightened. It wasn’t going to take long now.
“Boys, breakfast!” Gwen yelled, louder than necessary. My entire body flushed beet red. No way was she downstairs, which meant she knew what we were doing.
“I’m not stopping until you come for me,” Gabe whispered, redoubling his efforts. My flagging erection quickly sprang back to life. My mind wanted to object, to tell him it was wrong to screw around in his parents’ house, but my body was unwilling. “That’s it, babe. Fuck my hand. Think about how much better it’s going to feel when we get home and that’s my ass strangling your dick.”
I tossed my head back against his shoulder, giving Gabe easy access to my neck and jaw.
“You’d love that, wouldn’t you? I know you wonder what it’s like to be the one doing the fucking,” he continued. His dirty words were even hotter than feeling him stroking me closer to the edge. I had been curious about what it felt like for Gabe when we made love, but we both loved the way things were now, so I didn’t see a reason to change things up.
“I want that, you know. Want to feel you filling me with your spunk,” he continued. “You’re always so damn cautious, but I want to see you when all that careful resolve snaps and you can’t help but fuck me into next week. Will you do that, baby? Will you fuck me when we get home?”
“Yes. Anything,” I promised. “Hurry.”
He loosened his grip, teasing the head. I was about to beg for more when Gabe stepped back and I felt a damp finger slide down my crack. I leaned forward, widened my stance. If needing him so desperately made me greedy, I’d wear that label with pride.
Gabe breached my entrance, creating a push/pull between my ass and dick. The sensations weren’t enough. Were too much. I lifted a fist to my mouth and bit down hard, choking off the shouts of ecstasy as I spilled over Gabe’s hand. My body sagged against his chest and he held me, whispering how much he loved me. How sorry he was for scaring me. How he’d never leave me.
We’d almost finished cleaning up when there was an insistent knock at the door. “Guys?”
I’d forgotten Seth was still here. Shit. “We’ll be right down.”
“Okay. I thought you’d like a heads up that you have company.”
I opened the door and saw Seth hugging himself as he kicked the carpet. A quick glance back showed me Gabe was dressed enough for Seth. It wasn’t like the dude hadn’t seen both of us in various states of undress since the start of the school year.
“What do you mean we have company?” Gabe asked once I’d shut the door.
“Trevor’s mom is down there,” he warned us. This was bad. “She was freaking out because apparently you left some lights on and your bedroom door open when you left last night. Gwen’s doing a damn good job keeping her downstairs, but you need to get down there and own up to what’s going on.”
“I still can’t believe your mom didn’t lose her mind when I blurted out that we’re together.” Seeing how well she’d taken the news, I felt guilty about exerting so much energy fighting Gabe about coming out to everyone. Almost.
“Yeah, well not to stick my nose where it doesn’t belong, but I get the feeling your mom’s the one you guys need to worry about,” Seth observed. “She’s down there trying to push Gwen to tell her what in the hell’s going on and why you tried to hide from her. I know you say she’s cool and loves you, but your mom’s kinda scary. Trevor, I should apologize to you for thinking it’d be easy for you to tell her when we were talking last night. My parents aren’t like her, but I can see now why you worried.”
“That’d be Aunt DeeDee in Mama Bear mode,” Gabe informed him. Since Gwen had insisted I stop referring to her as my aunt when she found out we were a couple, it sounded strange to hear Gabe call my mom his aunt. Thinking about any sort of familial connection used to fill me with shame, but knowing some people accepted us made me see loving Gabe wasn’t wrong. It was everything.
“You’re meeting her at her worst,” I pointed out, because I didn’t want Seth thinking I’d been lying to him about my Rockwellesque upbringing. “She’s pissed off at me, with good reason. Staying here last night probably compounded the problems. And when she realizes she’s the last to know about us….”
“Don’t think about that right now,” Gabe suggested, wrapping me in the safety of his arms. “We always knew she was going to take this the hardest. And yeah, maybe we’ve hurt our case here, but you did the right thing. Nothing good would have come from you opening up to her when everyone was tired. You’re a good man, a good son. She’ll remember that.”
“I hope you’re right.”
“Seth, if you want, you can hang out up here. No need to suck you into our family drama.” Gabe quickly pointed out the remote, gaming console, and shared his password for the clunky old desktop computer.
