WILL
Will
Wanna watch another movie?
Porter
Are you inviting yourself over again?
Will
I’ll take that as a yes
Will
On my way
Porter
See you soon, haha
When he opens the door, Porter’s in a cropped pink tee and gray sweatpants, blond hair messy in his usual way, and his bright blue eyes are shining at me with amusement. I love seeing him comfy and looking happy.
“Hey,” I greet, stepping inside. “How are you?”
“Hi. Good, I was just cleaning the apartment. Josie’s been spending a lot of time with her girlfriend,but I think she’ll be back in the morning, so I didn’t want her coming home to a mess.”
“So we have the place to ourselves tonight, huh?” I tease even though I do like the idea of having him all to myself.
“We do, so we can actually watch a movie in the living room,” he offers, and his cheeks turn noticeably red. Has he always blushed this much? It’s kind of adorable.
“We could. Orrrr we could still watch in your bed?” I suggest hopefully. “It is super comfy, and I’ve had a really long day.”
I could just ask him where his mattress topper is from, but I liked hanging out in his bed last time. I think I’ve been a little touch-starved this semester without my usual hookup routine, and he didn’t seem to mind that I basically ended up cuddling with him. It was nice.
“Is that so?” He eyes me suspiciously.
“Yes, feel bad for me.” I pout.
“Fiiiine,” Porter agrees with a smirk before turning and leading me to his room. “Let’s go.”
I follow him and throw myself onto his bed. “Thanks for letting me come over.”
“You didn’t exactly give me a choice,” he jokes, but when I roll over to look at him, he’s smiling in a way that makes it obvious he’s happy I’m here.
“Don’t pretend like you don’t want me in your bed, Porter,” I tease back, and then our eyes go wide at the same time as we realize how sexual that sounded.
Fuck. Something in my gut flips at the implication that Porterwouldwant me in his bed for other reasons. I’m still so confused about what it means that I was so turned on by that threesome video. Images of the men flash through my mind, and my dick twitches. I’ve rewatched it so many times by now, but I still feel so removed from it being on my screen. Sex is hot, and porn is unrealistic and over the top, so I don’t know if it actually meansanything. Maybe in person men touching each other like that wouldn’t do anything for me.
Has Porter had sex with other men in this bed? Probably, right? Fuck, I don’t love thinking about that.
And not because he’s gay, like he was worried about the other day, but because… well, I just don’t want to think about him with random guys. I don’t need to worry about why that makes my blood boil. I know none of them were good enough for him, so I don’t want to think about it.
Is that why he was worried I wouldn’t want to share a bed with him though? Because normally when a man spends the night in his bed, sex is involved?
“Did you hear it that time?” he asks, pulling me out of my thoughts as he begins laughing.
“Yeah…” I trail off to laugh as well. “But you know what I mean.”
