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Goddamn him. He’s the last person I’m supposed to want. But then, I’d been pretty fucking obsessed with him for a long time, hadn’t I? Troy has always intrigued me…made me think and do things I wouldn’t with anyone else. This was bound to happen. “Touch it,” I tell him, giving in to my desire.
Like I knew he would, now it’s Troy holding off. “No.”
There’s a determined set to his jaw. As much as Troy wants me right now, he’s not going to give in, he’s going to torture me by telling me no, and it’s all my fault. If I hadn’t opened my big mouth, maybe he would have been on his knees for me right now.
“Bet you’re gonna think about me tonight. How many times are you gonna come thinking about my mouth on your dick? Dirty little Troy wanting his cock sucked by his stepbro.”
“Fuck,” Troy grits out. His fingers twitch on his thighs, wanting to feel me.
I slide my foot over and brush his. “Will you say my name? I bet you will.” I sure as shit want to say his, want to shout it out while I jerk it or while I sink into his mouth. Because the truth is, even though I shouldn’t, I want him again, want to blow him or have him blow me…I don’t much care which way it happens.
“I think you want me too,” Troy answers, and yes, he’s right.
We lock gazes again as I use my left hand to play with my balls, and my right increases its speed on my shaft. “Maybe I should say your name just so you can engrave it into your memory, use it for spank-bank material when I’m not around.”
I see him tremble, see him fighting how much he wants to give in, and the little jerk is going to win.
“You almost done yet? I’m getting bored.”
“You’re hard again, asshole.”
I think about shooting all over his face, about watching him lick my cum from his lips and then sucking the head of my cock into his mouth. Colors flash behind my eyelids as I thrust up into my fist, over and over and over again. The whole time, I’m watching Troy, hear again the breathy sounds that slipped out when I made him come.
A wave of pleasure washes over me, balls tightening, cum shooting out all over my belly and chest in spurt after spurt. “Troy,” I say softly at the end, and his pupils blow wide.
I sag back into the couch, each second that ticks by making the reality of this day sink in.
I blew my stepbrother.
Jerked off for him.
Iwanthim.
Those aren’t the only reasons I’m fucked. I’d told Dixon that Troy would participate in the auction. In no universe was he supposed to get an A…only he had.
“Reality hit you?” Troy asks, gaze locked on the cum on my stomach.
“Not in the way you’re thinking.” I lean over and pick up his shirt, use it to wipe my release.
“What the fuck, Atlas!”
“I needed something, and apparently, you weren’t going to offer your services.”
“Yeah, well, I don’t need all the guys seeing me walk through the house with a giant cum stain on me. God, you’re such a dick.”
“Yes, I know.” I drop my head back. I am a dick, screwing around like this, letting the fate of Troy helping me with a charity auction depend on the results of a bet. Helping people eat is a whole lot more important than this other shit.
Tell him.
“I’m gonna go.” Troy tugs his shirt out of my hands but doesn’t put it on. Interesting. He could leave it here for me to wash.
He makes it all the way to the door before I say, “Wait,” while wishing like hell I could think of a way out of this.
“Why? So you can be a dick again? So we can do…whatever this is again?”
“I mean, it would take me a while to get it up again, but we can try if you want.”
He runs a hand through his hair. “Do you care about anything? Do you take anything seriously?”
