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Chapter Four

Sebastian

Sebastian scribbled on the syllabus, not paying attention to the first lecture of the semester.His thoughts wouldn’t cooperatewith his need to concentrate on whatever the business ethics professor dronedon and on about.

Every few seconds, his mind replayed Ethan stepping out of the shower with a flimsy white towel wrapped around his waist.Sebastian watched, mesmerized, as the water droplets Ethan had missed drying traveled down his chest.For the first time in his life, he had thedesire to step forward and press his tongue against Ethan’s warm flesh and lick him from his taut stomach up to his chest before he buried his face against Ethan’s neck and breathed him in.

He had somehow thoughthis growing feelings for his best friend would somehow lessen once they lived together.During the two days they’d spent moving in and unpacking, Sebastian had had little opportunity to dwell on his attraction to his best friend.

But the nights were different.

It had taken all of his willpower not to kiss Ethan and see where his attraction led after the first night in their king-sized bed, after his defenses lowered from sleep.

Earlier that morning, it had been instinct when Sebastian had pulled Ethan close as a shiver racked over his body.Sebastian always ran hot and in his sleep induced state, he wrapped Ethan in his arms and pulled him close, savoring the skin-on-skin contact.When Ethan tucked himself closer, Sebastian closed his eyes and savored being able to hold Ethan.

With each passing day, Sebastian's control eroded with each casual touch or innocent hug he shared with Ethan.He was the one man Sebastian found irresistible, and he wanted nothing more than to spend hours tasting Ethan, learning the contours of his lips and wondered if he would kiss him back with as much passion as Sebastian dreamed.

Ethan in a towel, a sight commonplace at that point in their friendship had done nothing but stoke his fantasies.

When he made the spur-of-the-moment decision to strip and walk into the shower, he was rewarded with a flash of heat in Ethan’s eyes as they traveled over Sebastian’s naked body exposed to his view.His cock grew at the sight and when Ethan left the bathroom, closing the door behind him, he leaned his head against the cool shower tiles and stroked himself.Heat licked up his spine and in no time, with thoughts of Ethan’s hands on him and his mouth close to his cock, he released against the shower wall, containing his shouts of pleasurein his throat.

He’d never come so hard with only a fantasy to fuel his desire.

Sebastian glanced at his watch and bit back his groan.Five minutes to goin the longest class of his existence.

He’d rather spend his time with Ethan.He didn’t care if they worked on homework, played the new first-person shooter they’d bought, or watched movies.Although he seemed popular and easy-going, there weren’t many people Sebastian was comfortable with.He acted as the life of the party, but that’s all it was, an act.

He was himself around Ethan.

His peripheral vision caught movement from his right, a flash of platinum blonde hair.He groaned, knowing Amber, his ex, was trying to get his attention, but he wouldn’t give it to her.Sebastian regretted asking her out in the first place but most of all, guilt for continuing the relationship with her for as long as he did.

He had grown tired of dating women, finding no connection with any of them, and breaking up before moving on to the next one.So he stayed in a relationship with Amber until he figured out why he wasn’t happy and thought it woulduncomplicated.

By the time he learned Amber was far removed from uncomplicated, it had been too late.She wouldn’t accept their relationship was over.When he finally broke up with her, on the night of the frat party, aweight lifted from his shoulders.

Ethan was perfect for him. Ethan sensed his moods, made him smile by being himself, and above everything else, their relationship wasn’t a challenge.It was as easy as breathing.He might havebecome complacent about their friendship during years past, but Sebastian had his eyes opened.

Sebastian should haverealized the perfect person for him was in his life all along.It was only at this point in his life where he could admit his attraction to a man.

No, only Ethan.

That thought led inevitably to his fantasies about having sex with Ethan and instead of the faint stirringswhen he fantasized about women, his cock swelled to full hardness in his jeans.And his desire for Ethan hadn’t waned, only increased, in the time since his discovery.

He warred with himself about ways he could explain the change between friendship into something moreand wondered if Ethan could return his feelings.His plans swayed back and forth between the simple blurting out his desire for Ethan when they were alone and waiting for his reaction or kissing him and wondering if Ethan would kiss him back.But if Ethan kissed him back, would he be doing it because he wanted to or because Sebastian kissed him first?

And his thoughts swirled around in a continuous loop.

His professor ended class, and he packed up and stood, ready to leave.He was about to dash up the steps when a hand landed on his forearm and squeezed.Sebastian stopped and glared down at the familiar delicate hand with the pink nail polish until she snatched her hand away.

“Hi, Seb.There’s a party on Friday.Do you want to take me?”

Sebastian hated the shortened version of his name and despite various corrections, she refused to call him anything but that infernal nickname.He bit back a sigh and shook his head.

“No, Amber. I don’t. We broke up, and it’s over. No hanging out or parties anymore.You understand that, don’t you?”

He watched as a determined look came over her face and instead of arguing, he turned and walked away.

Knowing she wouldn’t accept it, he would have to do his best to avoid her.Sebastian smirked when he heard her cry of outrage at being dismissed and opened the door that led outside.