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Completely, utterly ridiculous ...
and I'm totally here for it!!! 😆

“I don’t want you to be my David; I want you to be my Julian.”

“Oh, Lenny,” he said softly. “I’ve not shown it well, but I’ve always been yours.”

He kissed me then, and this kiss was new; it was confident and daring and felt like an exclamation mark to his admission. My bird hopped up and down inside, excited, ready to leap from the nest again and soar through me.

I stare at the rolling waves. “You want to go for a swim?”

He eyes the ocean suspiciously, eyes narrowed. “I’m good.”

“You afraid of the ocean, baby?”

“Hell yeah, I’m afraid. Literally, everything out there can and will eat me.”

I press my lips to his ear. “Why don’t we go back to the house and swim in the pool so I can eat you instead?”

I’ve never seen him run to the car so fast.

Taylor bursts into laughter. I can’t help but lean in to kiss his cheeks, which puff up with every smile. It hits me then, this sense of rightness in the moment. How normal it feels to have him here, sharing a meal with my grandparents like the last eight years were nothing more than a fever dream. And maybe they were. Because I’m finally awake for the first time in what feels like forever. I’ve come home.

“Write him a letter. Do you love me, and then draw two boxes, one marked yes and one marked no. I’d give it to him for you if you wanted.”

“Fuck yes. Do that!” Watty backslapped him. “Or you can just send me to ask him. I’d take it seriously. I’d be like… It started over dick, but now that doesn’t do the trick. The two of you share so much laughter. Ty wants to be your happily ever after.”

“Sleepy.”
“Really? I’m feeling a little bottomy…”
“I’m awake now. One vers-top reporting for duty.” Laughter tumbled out. God, I loved hi—whoa. What the fuck? Did I just almost think the L word?
“What’s wrong? You look like you sucked on something sour.”
“Just crazy talk.”
“You didn’t talk.”
“Crazy thought.”
“Thought about what?”
“Are you going to fuck me, Mr. Vers-Top? I thought you were reporting for duty.”

“Fucking jocks,” Brax mumbled.

“Yes, you’re fucking a jock,” I replied, trying to joke about what he said.

“Yep,” Watty said as he joined us. “My room is near yours, so I can vouch for that fact. Fuck me, Sunshine. Oh yeah, right there. You gonna give me your load?”

“What the—did he say that?” Collins asked.

“More than once. Apparently, Brax dicks him down good. I need to invest in earplugs.”

Since the moment in the shed, Julian had come around every day. It was somewhat forced at first, but in the end it was like riding a bike. We might have been rusty after years of not doing it, but a few rounds in, and it was coming back to us.

It helped that we followed two unspoken rules:
1) We never talked about the past.
2) We never talked about the future.

I gripped the umbrella and trudged uphill. I’d only gone a few steps when a voice cut through the light breeze.

“It’s not raining.”

I snapped my head up. My step faltered. There he was. The tall, dark nightmare of my dreams, a dark, frayed T-shirt clinging to his chest and long pants that were half stuffed into heavy boots. I watched him move toward me, his forest-green eyes crinkling with a smile.

Julian.

He lifts my shirt, exposing my nipples to the cold air as he leans down to take one between his teeth. He works our shafts while he moves to give my other nipple attention, the chill on the one he left behind making me hiss with pleasure.

“A-am I doing ok?” He stammers, uncertainty in his beautiful eyes.

Pulling him up for a kiss, I buck my hips to fuck his fist. “So fucking good.”

Oh, Jiminy Christmas!

None of the guys I've kissed make me feel the way Taylor does, like his arms are the only place I belong. Ever since that night when he kissed me on the track behind my house, it’s a feeling I searched for in every relationship I’ve ever had. They always come up short.

“Get up here,” he rasps between kisses on my throat. “Need you.”

“Fuck, baby,” I groan. “One of these days, I’m gonna get you fully naked.”

So sad that this will eventually have to end. 😩 I need it to never end! 😫 Don't think I've felt that way since 'For the Fans'! 🥴

“You taste so good.” His arm slips down as he palms himself.

Pulling him up to me, I steal a kiss. “Take it out, Huck. I want you to feel good, too.”

He nibbles on my lower lip while he continues to work me with his hand. “This isn’t about me, Tay. I...I took it all last time. I just want to touch you.”

I rear back with a frown. “We aren’t doing that anymore. It’s give and take, not give or take.”

“Can I...” He presses a line of soft kisses along my throat. “Can I touch you?”

“Please, Huck. I need it.” His fingers work the button expertly, releasing the pressure on my cock. He palms it over my briefs, rubbing me as he slides down to take my nipple in between his teeth again, and I buck against him, moaning, pleading for more. He grins wickedly, with his curls tousled from my hands.

🥴Sheesh!

This is a good'un! 👍😁👍