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“Okay, Ash,” Isay as I knock on his door. “Come on. Get off the phone with your boyfriend and let’s get to the party.”
Ash opens his door in his underwear, a cute pair of red trunks. “About that…”
Behind him, Colin plops down on the bed, shirtless, waving.
“What? I thought you weren’t gonna get here until later tonight,” I say.
“I finished with my work early, so…here I am.”
“Sorry,” Ash says. “He surprised me. And then we got a little dickstracted.”
“Sounds like you won’t be rushing off to the party, so I’ll head on, and if you two can manage to pry away from each other at some point, how about you come meet us at Omega Psi.”
“Thank you for understanding,” Colin says. “It’s not easy not getting to spend every night with my man.”
“I understand that. I mean, not about spending them with a man, but with someone you’re with romantically.”
Their expressions twist up similarly, in that way couples do sometimes because they’ve been together so long, although these guys were like that even before, which I guess came withthe stepbrother territory.
I blush. “I should have stopped after saying I understood.”
“You really should have,” Ash teases.
“Okay. I’m gonna go party. You guys enjoy…whatever you were in the middle of.”
“Thank you, Prez,” Colin says.
“I’ll see you in a bit,” Ash adds before closing the door, I’m sure to get back as fast as he can to fucking around with his man.
Normally, I wouldn’t be in such a hurry to get over to Omega Psi, would tell the guys to finish up and walk over with me, but tonight I obviously have more on my mind than just having a good time with my buddies.
I want to see Ty.
After messing around on Tuesday, I was so in my head the rest of the week, wondering if maybe Ty was gonna hit it and quit it when I really didn’t want him to quit it. What we did has awakened something in me, this curiosity I never considered might be lingering inside me. I keep imagining how tragic it would have been if he’d let me walk out the door that day. Not getting to feel his hot breath against my flesh, his grip around my shaft. I was relieved when we saw each other at Junkie’s once he assured me he wanted to see me again too.
When I get to the party, I find Ty playing beer pong with some of the guys on the back porch, and as soon as his team claims victory, his gaze travels around, as though he’s looking for someone. When his gaze settles on me, a smirk plays across his lips.
And now I’m smiling too.
He grabs a guy near him and pulls him into the game before slipping away. Taking a Solo cup off the table, he approaches. “Well, well, well…Alpha Theta Mu’s president, in the flesh. Well, maybe not as much flesh as I’d like to see, but still…”
I laugh, but even as he smiles, there’s something else in his expression too. Something feels off. Or maybe it’s just in my head.
He glances around before giving a subtle head tilt to follow him, and I do. He leads me into the house, like when we were at Beta Pi, and then into a room, closing the door behind us.
He looks unsettled, agitated. Has something changed? Is he more nervous about this than he let on when I saw him at his job?
As he nears, he studies me in a way that assures me that whatever the hell I thought he might have been questioning isn’t the case.
“So…” I drag out.
“You trying to make it awkward?”
“Isn’t it already?”
He slides his hand over my crotch, rubbing his palm against my cock, which is already hardening. His forehead creases. “Stud, you’re not getting turned on by me doing this now, are you?” he asks, his tone dripping with sarcasm. “All worked up now that you know what I can do to that cock?”
His words ignite something deep within me, and I’m shocked to find he’s gotten me even harder.