Page 30 of Fluffing the Stallion

My eyes bug out. “Wh-what? How do you—” I clamp my mouth shut and stare at Jay. Now it all makes sense. How nervous he was around Yuri. How he would refuse to meet his eyes. How he seemed like he wanted to be anywhere but in his presence. Is he?—

“Jay, are you … are you gay?” I keep my voice down as well, not wanting to out him.

He blows out a long breath. “Yeah. Yeah, I am.” He looks at me with pleading eyes. “Please don’t tell Mom.”

“I won’t. But why don’t you?” It’s not like she would judge him. She took me being bi in stride.

Jay shrugs. “I’m still trying to work some shit out. When I feel ready, I will.” He gives me a small smile. “How did you meet him? I’m … I’m a big fan.”

“Oh god,” I groan, leaning into my hands. “That’s an uncomfortable thought.”

Laughing, Jay apologizes. “I won’t watch more of his videos. It’s weird now.”

I laugh at the absurdity of this conversation. Of all the people that would recognize my boyfriend from his videos, Jay was the last person I would have expected.

“It’s okay, you know,” I tell Jay, hoping he knows how sincere I am. “Even if I wasn’t dating a guy, I wouldn’t care that you were gay. I still love you. Who you choose to be with will never change that. You’re my brother and I love you.”

Sounding choked up, Jay says, “Love you too, man. And thanks for always being there. Even from so far away, you’ve always had my back.”

“And I always will. You don’t ever have to worry about that. I mean it about your first game. As soon as you know your schedule, I don’t care what I’m doing, I’ll drop everything to come.”

He grins at me. “I’ll let you know. You can tell Yuri that I’m gay. I owe him an apology for how weird I was being at dinner. It’s just strange seeing someone in person that I’ve seen fucking on camera.” I groan, covering my eyes with my forearm. I hear Jay’s deep chuckle, then his tone gets serious. “You make a nice couple, you and Yuri. I can tell he loves you.”

My heart thuds against my chest as I drop my forearm. “You think so? We haven’t … we haven’t even talked about if we’re boyfriends or not.”

“Maybe you should. I don’t think he’ll hate being your boyfriend.”

Blowing out a long breath, I say in a rush, “I met him on set.”

Jay’s eyebrows shoot to his hairline. “What? How?”

I look around, making sure mom or dad aren’t walking downstairs to get a glass of water or something. When I’m sure the coast is clear, I say, “My job? I’m a fluffer. I’m Yuri’s fluffer.”

“Holy fuck. That’s crazy.” Jay chuckles, pushing his hair from his face. “I didn’t even know there still were fluffers.”

My eyes nearly bugging out of my head, I ask, “You know what a fluffer is?”

Jay gives me a ‘are you for real’ look. “Everyone knows what a fluffer is.” He rolls his eyes. I’m too embarrassed to tell him that I was one of the people that didn’t know what it was.

I have a lot to think about after my conversation with Jay. The thought of being Yuri’s boyfriend is on my mind as I knock on his door. Of all the things we’ve talked about over the past few months, we’ve never broached the subject of being boyfriends. It’s time we get that conversation out of the way.

Yuri answers, a wide grin on his face as he pulls me in. His lips land on mine and I moan into his mouth, leaning against him as he holds me close. I hear the door close as if from far away, then my back is against it. Yuri thrusts his tongue into my mouth and I moan again, not getting enough of his mouth on mine.

I can’t let it get too far or we won’t talk at all. Though I don’t want to, I drag my mouth from Yuri’s. “We need to talk,” I whisper, placing soft pecks on his lips between words. “Then you can take me to bed.”

Yuri nods, but doesn’t move back, his hands roaming over my body. “Talk about what?”

“Us.” Yuri pulls back and looks at me. “Are we boyfriends? Are we dating?”

His smile is slow, but full of promise. “Of course we are. Do I need to ask you first?”

Deciding to fuck with him a little, I nod with a slight grin. “Yep. You have to ask if we can go steady.”

Yuri’s laugh is like music to my ears and I melt into him. “Clay, would you like to be my boyfriend?”

“Yes, I would.”

Still smiling, Yuri plants his lips on mine and kisses me senseless.

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