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“I guess I like you enough to get to know you,” I tease,earning a glare. “So…movies, dinners at restaurants, clawing at each other around friends… Is that what you’re hoping for?”
Please say yes.
He grins. “Pretty much.”
“And then that means when we’re out, I’ll get to hear you say,Oh, my boyfriend is over there. This is my hot boyfriend. This is my top boyfriend who fucks the hell out of me until I shoot all over.”
“That’s not really the kind of thing I’d have a reason to say.”
“Really? You don’t want to hear me say,This is my bottom boyfriend who just needs to be stuffed with my cock and cum?”
“Eh, talk is cheap.”
“But still hot, don’t lie.”
He moves closer, rubs his nose against mine. “So we’re doing this? Boyfriends?”
I see the eagerness in his expression, and my chest comes alive with sensation.
“I never thought I’d ever be interested in any of this,” I admit. “Just never saw the point of being with one person.”
“Yeah, I remember our conversation.” His gaze falls, as though he’s thinking this could be leading anywhere other than me being all his.
So I get to my point. “But that was before I got to know you. I used to just see sex on legs whenever someone walked by, but since messing with you, you’re the only one I’m thinking about, the only one I’m interested in meeting up with. So yeah, I want to be your boyfriend, Lance. And I want you to show me all these cheesy-ass things I’ve been missing out on.”
“It doesn’t have to be cringe.”
“Really? Because I don’t mind being cringe with you.”
I can tell he’s fighting a smile.
“I want to tell my mom, but I want to do it in person, over Thanksgiving break the week after next.”
“You want to tell her about me?”
“I want to call her up and shout it at the top of my lungs, but I think it’ll mean more to her to see the look in my eyes when I tell her about you.”
His gaze locks with mine. And I can only imagine if I look half as enamored as he looks with me right now, she’ll know how happy he makes me.
“Get down here and kiss your boyfriend,” I demand.
“You know you’re still in me, right?” He rocks his hips again so I can feel his slick flesh sliding up and down my shaft.
“Damn right I’m still in you. And if you work me up again, we’ll see if we can get you to shoot all over me like that one more time.”
I pull him down, sealing our lips for another kiss—one that’s more satisfying than any of the other kisses we shared today because this time, I’m not just some guy Lance is fucking.
I’m his boyfriend.
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Lance
As I slipinto the loincloth Zeta Tau sent over for tonight’s TaskFrat Challenge, all I can think is how fucked up it’d be if this was another ruse. Fortunately, it’s too cold to head out in just these, so I throw on my regular clothes, psyching myself up for the night, when there’s a knock at my door. As soon as I open it, Ty rushes in and takes my mouth, pushing me back against my desk.
“Mmmm…you taste like mint,” he says as he pulls away. “Must’ve gotten all brushed up because you expected to mess around a little before we leave.”
“Definitely wanted to mess around, but you’re not getting the main event until after.”