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“Just like old times,” I say, and my dad chuckles.
“Like old times.”
I consider telling him, just blurting it all out, but the possible repercussions of it keep my mouth shut.
“Love you, Dad,” I say and he pats my hand again.
We roar off into the distance.
* * *
After the ride, I end up back in my own apartment, feeling like I had to leave Ford’s when my dad did. It wouldn’t have made sense to him if I had said I was staying.
But now I’m all alone, and while I’m trying to behave normally—and not like a crazed maniac—I’m finding it incredibly difficult. I feel their absence palpably.
“You do not need them,” I say as I force myself to watch a movie alone.
“You are a strong and independent man,” I tell myself as I chew on my nails.
“You are not controlled by your dick,” I say when I stand up halfway through the movie and head out to my car.
My cock is literally pointing the way.
“Just for a little bit longer,” I whisper to myself as I drive back to Ford’s place.
He makes me park in the garage this time just in case my dad decides to stop by again. I can hide in the closet if he makes an appearance—because me spending the night we couldn’t explain away.
“I don’t think he knows,” Ford says reassuringly as he helps me out of my sweater before starting to strip me out of my pants, his warm hands eager as he leads me to the bedroom where Cash is. He’s freshly showered, his back pressed up against the headboard, wearing only tight boxer briefs, showing off his muscular hairy thighs.
I crawl up against him and straddle his lap, kissing him feverishly. His big hands grab on to my waist, pulling me even closer as Ford moves in behind us. I can feel the brush of his cock against my back, and I sigh into Cash’s mouth.
This. This is where I want to be every fucking night.
Being fucked.
And then held.
“We should tell your dad soon,” Ford says as he kisses his way up my neck. My lips move away from Cash’s, and I shake my head.
“No. He can’t know.”
The two of them freeze, their hands simultaneously tightening on me.
“But he needs to know, Ben” Cash says as he looks up at me. “This isn’t just fucking for us.”
Ford agrees, “It’s not. Is that what this is for you?”
I shake my head and swallow, feeling my eyes sting. “No, but…do we have to label it? I just know that you both feel like home.”
Their hands loosen on me, my answer seeming to satisfy them, but they don’t continue what they started.
“We can be your home,” Ford says as he slides away from me and flops down on the bed.
Cash eyes him and then moves me off his lap.
My heart is thumping in my chest, my cock still painfully hard. Are they really not going to get me off? Is this some kind of game?
Cash sees my expression and reaches out and pulls me into his chest. “We need to get some sleep.”
