He smiled. He fucking smiled, and I nearly fell head over feet.Thiswas what Cody Bramble needed. The tight little knot of emotions needed untangling—neededmeto untangle him. We stood like that for a long moment with our chests heaving.
“Get in the shower,” I said.
He hurried into the tub.Fuck, he’s so obedient.He stood there, his eyes searching my face for more. More of what, I couldn’t figure out. More commands? More approval? Me? I approached and caged him between my arms as I leaned into him. His breath hitched as our foreheads touched. I looked down to see his throbbing cock, pink at the head. It was fucking enormous. He would have a juicy ass and a meaty dick too. My mouth opened, and I released a stream of spit that landed right on his shaft.
I looked up at him and said, “Stroke it.”
Without a second thought, Cody gripped his cock and stroked his length, using my spit as lubrication.
“Slow,” I told him.
He obeyed.Such a good boy. Cody slid his hand up and down his length. His eyes rolled to the back of his head. The look of ecstasy that stretched across his face was enough to make me come hands-free.
“Good boy. Faster.”
Relief washed over him as he pumped his cock harder. He started fucking into his fist, still caged between my arms. I felt his gaze shift upward, and I looked up to meet his eyes as he fell the fuck apart. It was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen. His eyes crinkled shut, and he began to moan. His blond hair glistened under the bathroom light, and his cheeks turned a delicious shade of red.
I knew he was close because he started moaning louder, so I placed my hand over his mouth. His eyes shot wide open. I pressed my hand against his mouth with a bit more force, and at that moment, he shot thick ropes of cum. If I hadn’t muffled his moans with my hand, I don’t know what would have happened. Forget just our parents—the whole fucking neighborhood would have heard him.
I released my hand from his mouth—his puffy pink lips moved like he wanted to say something. Maybe he wanted a kiss? His lips pursed, searching for contact.
I looked him in the eyes and asked, “Did you like that, bro?”
He stared at me for a little longer. Finally, my words registered, and he shook himself out of his trance.
“What?” he asked.
“I said, did you like that?”
His eyes looked upward, a look of absolute satisfaction lacing his features. “Yeah…” he whispered.
“Good.” I leaned back, then turned on the shower, blasting him with a stream of freezing water.
He screamed then slipped onto his ass. He scrambled to the knobs on his hands and knees and turned off the water.
He looked up at me, fury blazing in his eyes. I looked down at his trembling body and said, “It looked like you needed to cool off.” I walked to the door, gripped the knob, then turned in his direction and said, “You’re mine now, Cody. Don’t forget that.” I left, slamming the door behind me.
I chuckled as I drifted to my bedroom. This would be our game. I knew he loved it, so I’d taunt him with it. I’d reward him, then take it away—torture him until he was psychotic with need and begging me to touch him. I’d give a little more each time, leading him on, thinking we were something more. Then I’d gut him.This is going to be fun.
Chapter 12
Cody
I ran out of the house the next day. It was ten thirty in the morning, and Rafael still hadn’t woken up.Good.My heart pounded as I passed his door and scampered down the stairs.
I kept telling myself that I didn’t like what happened the night before—that it was just hormones.My testosterone was raging after the fight we had at the park.That’s it!
My hope was that Rafael would wake up, and everything would be as it was—we’d hate each other and just forget about the…whatever the hell that was. It would never happen again. Period.
I called Theo and told him my stepbrother was driving me crazy—not a lie—and that I needed to get out of the house.
We met at the driving range because Theo wanted to practice his swing. Theo was as big as an ox and had probably just as many brain cells. He played defense for the Vipers and had this Vin Diesel quality. Girls loved him and he had no qualms talking about his man-whoring ways.
“Sounds like he needs to get some pussy.” Theo, eloquent as usual, swung his driver, launching the golf ball. I stood to the side, not hitting anything. I wasn’t much of a golfer, and I couldn’t focus on hitting the ball even if I wanted to.
“I don’t know if he needs pussy.” To be frank, Rafael seemed like he needed ass. My ass. That shouldn’t have excited me.Fuck, what I am doing?
Theo shook his head and chuckled. “Nah, dude, good pussy fixes all.”
