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Jeremy grabs my hands, and Brendon jumps onto my back, wrapping arms and legs around me to stay on. I grip onto Jeremy to stay standing while Brendon laughs like a crazy person.
“What the hell, dude?!” I hook my arms under his knees to hold him, and my phone starts buzzing with an incoming call. Without asking, Jeremy reaches inside my pocket and answers the video call.
“Grandma!” Jeremy shouts, turning to get me and Brendon behind him.
“My boys!” Grandma smiles. “What trouble are you getting into today?”
“Uh, all of it?” Brendon says, biting my ear.
Nothing like trying not to get aroused in front of your grandmother. Thanks a lot, ass.
“I like it.” She nods.
“Do not encourage him!” I beg.
He raises one fist in the air and cheers.
“How are you, Grandma? Tell me everything.” Jeremy takes my phone and walks away.
“You really are a menace.” I turn to look into the smiling face of the boy I love.
“Yeah, but you like me this way.” He shrugs with a beautiful smile on his face. The darkness that still lingers is in the background, but in this moment, he’s happy. “Giddy up, P Daddy!”
I roll my eyes at the name but brace myself and take off toward the dorms as fast as I can while Brendon hoots and hollers. One of his arms is around my chest, and his chin is on top of my head. This carefree, laughing side of him is everything. I would do anything to make him happy.
Does he know that?
25
Brendon
It’s party time, and I amrockingthis Robin costume. I even got my hair cut. It looks like shit, but I’ll buzz the sides down to the skin after this so the top is long and floppy still.
The body-hugging suit shows off the muscles I work hard to maintain for hockey, and I’m looking sexy as fuck. I add the mask to my face and turn to find Paul staring at me from the bathroom door.
“Fuck.” Paul adjusts his dick in his costume that hides nothing, and I put my fists at my hips. “Are you sure you want to go, ’cause I’m sure we could findsomethingto do around here . . .” He trails off, dragging his eyes over me again.
The heat in his gaze is tempting. Really tempting. We only fucked once and just used hands and mouths to get off since then.
I want to fuck, to be inside of him and let him command my body while calming my head, but some part of me is hesitant. Something about it is vulnerable and emotionally raw, and it scares me.
A hand on my cheek makes me blink, and I look at Paul who’s now standing in front of me.
“Where did you just go?”
I force a smile to my lips and shake my head before taking his mouth. The kiss is full of heat, tongues and teeth and groans. Paul holds my face in both his hands, angling the kiss the way he wants, and deepens it. I hold on to his hips, rubbing my aching cock against his.
“I need you,” I pant against his lips.
“Then stay with me; you can have me.” One of his hands cups my ass cheek and squeezes. I groan at the contact, loving the way he touches me.
I open my mouth to agree, when there’s a knock on the door and the handle turns. We jump apart, quickly adjusting ourselves, and face Jeremy in his Superman costume. You would think we would be used to it, but we get jumpy every time someone knocks.
“Come on, my merry band of hooligans!” he calls, thrusting one fist in the air and running down the hallway. His cape billows behind him, and I mirror his pose.
“Come now, Batman, there is fuckery a foot!” I yell over my shoulder and run down the hallway toward the elevator.
When we step out of the dorm, the campus is crawling with people, and there’s a feeling in the air of fun and shenanigans.
