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CHAPTER 9

NATE

I stumble into the house well after midnight. My teammates didn’t want to leave Lucky’s, so I tossed a wad of cash on the table and told them to have fun. All night, my skin itched for more. But no matter how many lap dances I got, nothing helped with the ache between my legs.

My dick wants River.

I climb the stairs and head straight for his room, cracking open the door. It’s dark inside, and his back is turned to me, his bare ass on display. And what a nice ass. Thick in all the right places, more than a handful for me to grab.

This is so fucked up.

I should leave him alone, walk away. He told me not to come to his room tonight. But with River, I don’t make smart decisions. So, I enter his room and lock the door behind me.

I strip off my shirt and toss it onto the floor with my pants. River hates it when I get into his bed naked, so I keep on my boxer briefs. There were a few times we woke up in the morning dick to dick, and it was weird as hell.

Hence, the rule.

I lean over and see his cell phone in his hand, his dick in the other. He’s wearing earbuds and doesn’t hear me. River breathes heavily as he watches a man on the screen spread his thighs and stroke his shaft.

Holy shit!

I was right about River.

He likes dudes.

All of the signs were right there. I’m usually too wrapped up in my shit to notice subtle things. But when it comes to River, I see everything.

I lean over and peek at his screen. The man is maybe five or ten years older than us. He has tanned skin, eye black smeared under his eyes, and wearing shoulder pads. Black spandex shorts are shoved to his ankles around a pair of cleats.

Does this do it for River?

I would have thought he’d have a thing for hockey players, specifically me.

Interesting .

Although, I’m not surprised the hot jock is doing it for him. He’s watched me jerk off more times than I can count. Sometimes, he just sits there and admires my dick, ignoring the boner in his pants.

We made a lot of porn together over the years. If I had known River was into this kind of shit, I would have filmed myself for him. Maybe I will. I wonder how he would react if I texted him a video like this one but in my hockey gear.

Fuck, yeah .

I like this idea.

When my knee hits the mattress River stops moving. Hell, I’m pretty sure he stops breathing.

I get on the mattress behind him, my hard cock pushed up against his ass. He doesn’t move. So, I rip out the earbud and bite his earlobe.

“You dirty fuck. I would have made videos like this if you had asked.”

“Nate,” he whispers, sounding a mix between deflated and turned on.

“It’s okay, Riv.” My cock senses him and rubs up against his ass, needing the friction. “I don’t care if you like guys.”

He drops the phone on the bed, but the video still plays, the sound drowned out by the discarded earbuds. “Nate, what the fuck are you doing in here? I told you not to?—”

I take his length in my hand. “Shut up and let me finish.”

River must be too far gone because he clutches my wrist and helps me jerk his shaft. He leans his head back on my shoulder and moans.

“Is this real?”

“Very fucking real,” I growl in his ear, working my hand faster. “Pick up your phone.”

“W-what…” He moans. “Why?”

I flick my tongue over his neck and back up to his earlobe. “Just do it.”

River follows my command, and I reward him by sinking my teeth into his neck, kissing it better as I pull away. “Good boy. Now, tell me what you like about this video.”

“It’s hot,” he bites out, his entire body shaking from either nerves or the orgasm brewing. “I don’t know what you want me to say.”

“What’s hot about it?” I grip him tighter and slide my hand up and down, rolling my thumb over the tip, using his pre-cum as a lubricant. “Tell me, Riv. Talk dirty to me.”

He peeks up at me, but I can’t see his face clearly in the darkness. “Are you really into this?”

“I’m into sex,” I say, rocking my hips. “I told you earlier I’m horny as hell.”

Thankfully, my boxers protect us. Anal sex with a dude, even one as hot as River…

Yeah, no.

Not happening.

On the verge of coming in my boxers, I fist him harder, tugging like it’s my dick. “Would you let that guy fuck you?”

“Nate, please,” he whimpers.

“Would you?”

He pauses and then lets out a sigh. “Yes.”

“If I pulled down my boxers right now, would you let me fuck your tight hole?”

“Yes.”

God, I knew it.

River wants me.

Not once in my life have I ever looked at another man and thought, I want to fuck him … until River.

He’s the exception.

I lean over his shoulder and get a better look at the man on the screen. His dick is enormous and leaking pre-cum.

As I slide my free hand to his throat, I grind my dick on his ass and work him into a frenzy. “I won’t fuck you. But I’ll make you come.”

“Oh god,” River mumbles. “Nate. Fuck. I’m gonna…”

Seconds later, River comes on my hand, the bedsheet, and even his cell phone. His cum slides down the screen and lands on the camboy, who’s just busted the biggest nut. Cum is everywhere. His stomach, thighs, arms, hand, even the floor.

Where the fuck did he hide all of that?

River’s still moaning, but his dick is deflating in my hand. So, I tug down my boxers and give myself a few pumps just in time to shoot my stream on River’s perfect ass.

I wish I could see my cum painting his skin. If I weren’t so exhausted, I would get up and turn on the light. Instead, I grab his cell phone and open the camera app.

“Nate, what are you doing?”

“Savoring this moment.”

River grunts. “I don’t even wanna know. This is so fucking embarrassing.”

“Nah. This was fun.”

I snap a picture of the head of my dick tucked between his cheeks, my cum dripping from his skin and onto my cock. Then, I text it to myself.

“Nate, you just came on me,” River groans. “Go get a towel or something. I’m not rolling over covered in your jizz.”

I laugh. “Wouldn’t be the first time.”

We were wild our first few years as roommates. Two dumbass kids figuring out their dicks and having a good time. Everything in our dorm room was sticky. Our boxers could stand on their own by the end of each week.

I slide off the bed, grab a towel from the back of his door, and turn on the light. Since he made me get up, I need to see for myself.

“Nate, turn that off.” River buries his face in a pillow and groans. “I’m seriously so embarrassed right now.”

“Don’t be. I’m not.”

“How are you acting so cool about what we just did? What you saw me doing?”

I kneel behind him and clean him up, taking my sweet time admiring my cum splashed on his ass. “Because it changes nothing.”

I’m not gay.

This never happened.

After I wipe my dick and turn off the light, I hop into bed with him. River is on his back now, staring up at the ceiling. He breathes loudly through his nose, making too much noise for me to sleep. Besides, I’m too hopped up on adrenaline. Every nerve ending in my body is on fire from that experience. And I want to do it again.

“I could wear my shoulder pads and shin guards for the video,” I suggest. “Maybe elbow pads and skates. I could take my time stripping for you. What do you think?”

He chokes out a laugh. “Are you fucking with me?”

“Nope.”

“Oh god.”

“I prefer to be called Nate, but god will do for now.”

River laughs and smacks my stomach with his pillow. “I hate you.”

“No, you don’t.” I pull him close enough to smell his musky cologne and soap. “You love me.”

“Yeah.” He sighs. “I do.”

“Anyway, I also thought I could do a video in my jersey. No gear underneath. Just me naked from the waist down except for shin guards and skates, slowly teasing the camera as I shove my jersey up my stomach. Or I could do a strip tease first.”

“Fuck,” River hisses.

“Yeah, you like that one better?”

“I feel like you’re fucking with me,” River says, resting his head on my chest. “Are you making fun of me for watching gay porn?”

“Not at all. I get the appeal. That was kinda hot.”

“Yeah.” He tilts his head to look at me. “You think so?”

If River is gay or bisexual or however he wants to identify, then I’m going to make him the best fucking porn. I want him to know that I support him. That I will keep his secret. He’s confused and questioning his sexuality, which is understandable because I am, too.

“Why do you think I’m offering to make it for you?”

“This is not how I thought tonight would go after you left the house.” River flings his arm across my body, draped over me like a heavy blanket. “Are you gay, Nate?”

“Fuck, no,” I say without hesitation.

I might wonder why I enjoyed this, but I am not into other men. My interests are specific to River.

“Then what was this?”

I trace my finger over his nipple. “Just two friends helping each other out.”

River sucks in a sharp breath as my finger wanders lower. “Friends don’t make gay porn for each other.”

“Sure they do.”

He chuckles to cover another moan slipping past his lips. “No, they don’t.”

I play with the thin patch of hair below his belly button, loving how he shivers when I touch him. “You would like it, wouldn’t you?”

He hesitates and then says, “Yeah, I would.”

“Okay, then I’ll do it for you.” I hold River close to my chest and drink in his scent. “You should know by now there’s nothing I wouldn’t do for you. You’ve done so much for me. There’s no way I can ever repay you for helping all these years.”

He yawns, lying across me like a sleeping cat. “You don’t owe me anything.”

Yeah, I do .

As he falls asleep on my chest, I wonder what tonight means for us. Nothing has to change, yet everything feels different. I can’t look at the world the same after holding River’s dick in my hand or coming on his ass.

I might not be straight.

That kind of scares me.

Maybe when Samantha comes over this weekend, she can fuck the gay out of me.