Page 15 of 2-Point Conversion (Season of Change #5)
“I love your friends.” I wave goodbye to Jenna as she drives down the road from Brandon’s house.
We’ve spent the evening playing poker with Jenna, Brody, Lilly, and Lilly’s boss Adam.
I can honestly say, I haven’t laughed this much in recent memory…
a decade at least. Tonight, I wasn’t on the periphery of a friend circle, I was an integral part of it, and I cannot begin to express what that’s like.
Rare.
“My friends are your friends too!” Brandon sings as I help him up the steps of his front porch.
He’s a little drunk. Ha! That’s an understatement.
My boyfriend had fun tonight and he’s feeling no pain.
Suddenly, he stands up straight, grabs onto my cheeks and squeezes with wide, fearful eyes.
“I should have told them! I should have told them that you were mine and I was gonna do dirty things to your penis when we got home.” He leans in close and whispers, “And your asshole.” He tries to wink but blinks both eyes slowly.
It’s charming and adorable and I’m wondering if you can get drunk by being near someone who is, like a contact high but with beer.
“I think the evening was perfect, Brandon, no romantic declarations required.”
“Ok. Ok. But I can still do things to your nether regions?”
“I’d be insulted if you didn’t.”
What follows is arguably the most hilarious sex of my entire life.
Brandon was uninhibited and with a slight case of beer dick he went for hours while giving me orgasm after orgasm.
At one point, he had to take a hydration break, did some naked stretches and dove back in.
He had me all over his house, against every surface, and in all sorts of positions that put my agility to the test. All the while he kept up a running commentary that had me in stitches while gasping as his cock drilled my prostate.
I love Brandon Beiler, any and every day of the week, but Drunk Brandon holds a special place in my heart, and I’m looking forward to his next visit. Given how he felt the next morning…I’m thinking it might be a while before he makes a reappearance.
I glance up at my office door when someone knocks. I look at the clock with a frown. I have a meeting with a student in an hour, and I’ve never known a student to be early.
“Come in!”
My office door swings open and Lilly strides in all confidence and swagger.
Her wide hips swaying in a black pencil skirt, a yellow silky top with a V-neck that accentuates her generous cleavage tastefully.
Long blonde hair in a low chignon. I might be gay, but I can appreciate a beautiful woman, and Lilly Geddes is gorgeous.
Brody is a lucky man and based on poker night, I know he’s more than aware of his good fortune.
“Lilly! I wasn’t expecting you. Is everything alright?
” I start to rise, wondering what fresh hell has happened to the football team now, but she waves me off and comes around my desk to perch her ass against the edge.
She stares down at me with a no-nonsense look, and I swallow hard.
Lilly and I are friends, not as close as she is to Jenna or Brandon, but I consider her an important person in my life.
Now, though, her expression is triggering my fight or flight response, and I choose flight!
“You and Brandon are dating.”
“Uh…”
“Are you ashamed of him? Is that why you haven’t gone public?”
“What?!? No, never! Brandon is incredible, why would I be ashamed of him?”
“That’s what I’m trying to figure out. This has been going on for a while, hasn’t it?”
“Were you a lawyer before entering the PR world?”
“Don’t deflect.”
I sigh in defeat, slumping into my chair with a pitiful expression.
She’s not buying it. “Yes, we’ve been dating since before the school year began.
And no, I’m not ashamed of him, I’m scared for him.
” Her features soften slightly. “Ty, Phia, Heacock…I don’t want to put him in the crosshairs by being with me.
It’s such a man’s sport, I’m afraid he’ll suffer professionally or personally if people know we’re together. It’s not forever, just…”
“Until your two adopted children start college?”
“WHAT?!?” I splutter, my heart racing at how we went from a secret relationship to children old enough for college.
“You aren’t fucking around? This is serious?” I nod, unable to form any words, my tongue too thick for my mouth. “You love him?”
I force myself to answer, “I do.”
“Good, because it’s obvious he’s over the moon for you.”
It’s one thing for Jenna to know, but now Lilly? “Does Brody know?”
“Nah! He’s oblivious,” her tone indicating how cute she finds this particular trait.
“Will he be mad?” I ask in a near whisper, afraid to know the answer, even though Brody is a good guy.
She scowls at me, her eyes glittering with anger.
Shit! “I’m gonna let that slide because you don’t know my man all that well.
Brody loves Brandon like a brother.” She leans down until we’re mere inches apart, her upper lip curling in a sneer.
“Be careful with Brandon. Big heart, big feelings. Protect him, love him, make him deliriously happy. He’s been different this semester…
lighter. Brody, Jenna, and I hadn’t realized how much Heacock had been weighing on him.
Yes, Heacock is gone, but I think you are the reason for Brandon’s lightness. ”
“Light in the loafer.” I reply with a common old-fashioned description for gay men.
“Loafers are awful, never trust a man who wears them.” She shakes her head as she stands up and adjusts her skirt and top. “When you two are ready for the world to know, we’ll all stand behind you.”
“Thank you ,” I whisper, my throat clogging with overwhelming emotion. She’s several feet from my desk when I launch myself out of my chair and attach myself to her back like a baby possum. “Thank you .”
Something lifts from my chest, a band loosening until I can take a full breath. Brandon and I have an army at our back, just like Ty and Lyndell, Phia and Prib…this university has given me more than I could have ever hoped for.