Jill released a big sigh of relief. “Well, this is nice. Here we are, all having a lovely conversation.”
“You weren’t very talkative at dinner yesterday, Raf. We were a little worried,” Hank added.
That’s because I could barely sit upright in my chair.“I think it was just all so new. I felt awkward.” I should have gone into acting. This was a performance for the ages.
Jill actually reached out and held my hand. “Don’t feel awkward. This will be great, and I think the two of you will be real pals.”
I looked at Cody. By now both feet were working their magic—his cock wedged between them as I slid my feet up and down his shaft.
Cody’s eyes rolled in the back of his head for a moment before he slammed two fists against the table and yelled, “Well!” He took a breath and schooled his features before adding, “I’ll collect some of these empty plates.” He grabbed a plate and strategically placed it in front of the tent in his pants as he grabbed more dishes.
Jill put her hand up in protest. “Oh, don’t worry about it. I can take care of it, honey.”
“I don’t mind. I like helping,” Cody replied.
BARF. Two could play that game. “I’ll help too. It’s the least I can do. Thanks again for putting me up on such short notice.”
Hank and Jill smiled. “No need to thank us,” Jill protested.
“I meant what I said, son. It’s good to have you here.” Hank gave me a meaningful smile that crinkled his eyes.
We’ll see about that.
I smiled back, grabbed a few dishes, and followed Cody into the kitchen. He dropped a fork before the sink and bent to pick it up.
As he straightened, I leaned in and whispered into his ear, “I love when you stick that fat ass out for me. Bend over again, Golden Boy. Show me what I want.”
The look on his face. Gold. No, platinum. Titanium! Whatever precious metal was the most expensive. More than that. I couldn’t imagine those chocolate brown eyes getting any wider. His mouth fell open, and his hot breath brushed my face, chest heaving as he gawked at me.
He narrowed his eyes at me, leaned in, and hissed, “Don’t fuck with me.”
“Mmm, there’s that dirty mouth again. Someone should give you a spanking for that.”
I watched his Adam’s apple bob as he swallowed. His strong shoulders shook. Cody was built like a brick. Whereas I had a tall, lean, muscular build, he was a tad shorter and curvy in all the right spots. I didn’t mind not hating his body while I played my games.
Cody took a few steps back, then yelled to Hank and Jill, “I’m bushed. Gonna head up.”
“No dessert, honey?”
Cody shook his head as he passed the dining room table, trying desperately not to run to his bedroom.
His parents looked at me, and I shrugged in response. “Must have overeaten.”
I was living.
Chapter 11
Cody
I reached the top of the stairs and rushed into the bathroom. My hands trembled as I approached the sink, turned on the cold water, and splashed my face. What the fuck just happened? Well, I know what happened, but what did it mean?
I looked in the mirror, and a panic-stricken boy with dark brown eyes stared back at me. I didn’t know the boy in the mirror. Never met him. I gripped my heaving chest. My cargo shorts tightened because my cock pushed the excess material to the front. I lowered a hand and grabbed my still erect penis.
Fuck. My brain turned into a tempest of questions.Am I gay? Am I bi? Jesus Christ, he’s my stepbrother!It didn’t matter if I was gay or bi or pan or an alien from another galaxy. The topic of my sexuality shouldn’t have been anywhere near Rafael. The only thought that should have plagued my mind around Rafael was how best to avoid him.
I couldn’t have liked it. Who could possibly want something like that? His eyes looked vicious as he leered like a creep. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end at the memory of him whispering that garbage about sticking my ass out.He called it fat!Who does that? He’s a fucking freak!
No. No, I didn’t like it. It was disgusting. He’s disgusting. I hate Rafael. I didn’t get hard for him. He just…applied pressure…very well.Yeah, that’s what happened.
