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“Holy shit, I wasn’t meaning to fall asleep,” he mumbled, rubbing at his eyes. “What time is it? You’re back?”
“It’s a little after two. Yeah.”
“I was just going to watch a little TV then head out once Zach went to bed.”
Evan scratched the top of his head. He looked impossibly groggy and insanely adorable. His hair was even more messed up than it had been earlier in the kitchen.
“Did things go okay here?” I asked, taking off my jacket and stretching out my arms after the long shift.
Evan stifled a yawn. “Yes. Things were great, actually. We ate the food, which Zach loved. Then we found Indiana Jones and the Temple of Doom on TV, and watched that for a while before he headed to bed.”
The thought of Evan and Zach hanging out and getting some time to bond almost made me weepy. It made me feel like I was doing some sort of fatherhood correctly, even when I couldn’t be there.
“Zachie wasn’t acting like you were just a teacher instead of a family friend?”
Evan smiled softly. “No. I think he’s finally learning that I can be both.”
He yawned again.
“You should just crash out here tonight,” I said, crossing over to the folded stack of blankets near the edge of the couch and retrieving two of them. “Don’t drive home this late. There’s no need.”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Are you sure?”
“Of course,” I said. “You look exhausted as hell, and I definitely am, too.”
Actually, he didn’t just look exhausted, he looked appealing as all hell to me right now. I was fighting the urge to bend down and kiss him, or pull him up into my arms and do a lot more than just kissing him.
“It is a ridiculously comfortable couch…” he said, already blinking heavily again.
“Yeah. You’re clearly way too tired to drive,” I said. I let myself reach out and brush my fingers along the side of his face.
“You smell good,” he murmured. “Like Maraschino cherries.”
I puffed out a laugh. “I may or may not have broken a jar of them earlier tonight. The juice spilled all over me.”
“Fucking delicious,” he said, licking his lips as he sank back down onto the couch.
I knew he was just half-delirious and enjoying the sugary smell, but something about Evan using that word to describe me turned me on. I hadn’t jerked off today, and even the slightest thing was getting me riled up.
“Hang on,” I said. I made my way to the hall closet and got him a spare pillow and sheet. I was hoping the brief trip down the hall would make my cock behave, but when I went back to the living room and saw him again, I knew there was no use.
“C’mon, you need a pillow,” I said. He lifted his head and I propped it underneath.
“That’s better,” he said. “I’m glad I’m here. I hate going back to that empty house.”
He tucked himself into the sheets, looking like the coziest burrito I’d ever seen. “You’ve always got a place to sleep here,” I said softly. He was already dozing off, it seemed, and I had to get out of the living room before I did something stupid like straddling him.
I said good night and made my way down the hall to my room.
I desperately wished I could just invite him to my bed instead of having him sleep on the couch, but I knew exactly how much I’d have to explain to Zach the next morning if he saw both of us coming out of my room. It was strange, because whenever Evan and I had sleepovers growing up, we didn’t think twice about sharing the same bed. Now, everything had different implications.
Back in my room, I was definitely too wired and too turned on to fall asleep immediately. Once I’d showered and was in my sweatpants, I lay back on my bed and propped open my laptop. Sometimes when I had insomnia, I played Solitaire or chess on my computer until my eyes couldn’t stay open anymore.
But tonight, I had to take care of other matters first.
I wasn’t usually big on porn—I was more of a ‘jerk-off in the shower and get it over with’ type of guy. But lately, things had been different. And tonight, I was in some kind of experimental mood. I opened the browser and as soon as I was on a website, a small thumbnail in the bottom right corner caught my eye.
“Hottie twink seduces his straight friend, XXX”
I couldn’t stop staring at it. And for some reason, even just reading the title had made my cock perk up. I glanced over at my door to double-check that it was closed and I clicked on the video.
At first I was so engrossed that I didn’t even touch my dick. I just stared at the screen, rapt, watching as two fit, very tan men pretended to be hanging out on a couch and playing a video game. One of the men convinced the other one to let him go down on him, and after that, they got naked.
