Page 43 of Doubling Down

“I think you’ve had a lot of minutes,” Brandon quipped.

Ezra was just going to hide there forever. This was so embarrassing. He’d literally been caught with his pants down. His bare ass on full display. It wasn’t helping that Eric was still hard, leaving Ezra feeling just how much the other man had enjoyed blowing him.

“Unless you want to see more of me than you’ve ever seen, you might want to give us a few minutes,” Eric said sternly.

“Fine.” Brandon sighed. “But my kitchen better be spotless when I get out of the shower. And I want pancakes this morning. Blueberry.” Brandon made enough noise stomping away that Ezra knew he had gone.

Eric cupped Ezra’s face, drawing Ezra’s head up. “Hey, baby.”

Ezra bit his lower lip. There was so much he needed to say. Should say.

“It’s okay.” Eric kissed his forehead. “Bran won’t tease us too much.”

Ezra laughed. He knew that Brandon had a wicked streak, and that statement wasn’t true at all.

“Okay, I’m lying. My brother is going to taunt us relentlessly. It’ll all be in good fun though.”

He nodded.

“Are you okay other than that?”

Ezra looked up. He met Eric’s gaze. “I…”

“What is it? You can tell me.”

“I sort of feel like I should…thank you?” That was stupid, wasn’t it? Who thanked someone after a blow job?

“Okay. You’re welcome.”

Ezra snorted. Slapped his hand over his mouth then started to laugh.

Eric lit up as he began to laugh with him.

Suddenly Ezra realized that the darkness, the worry that Eric had held the night before had faded. Even the dark circles under Eric’s eyes seemed to lighten. He’d done that for Eric. And it made Ezra feel almost as good as the blow job had. And it had been fucking fantastic.

“Why don’t you go clean up? I need to get breakfast started.”

“Yeah, good idea.” It was time to get back to being the adult that Ezra didn’t want to be. But Annabelle would be awake soon. She’d need to be changed and fed.

Eric caught him by the back of his head. He drew forward and kissed Ezra gently. “One more kiss.”

He happily gave in to the request. Until they were panting against each other’s mouths. Eric was the one that broke the heated kiss.

“Shower,” Eric ordered. He bent and grabbed the clothes pooled at Ezra’s ankles, reminding Ezra that he was still standing there naked. “You’ll have to use the bathroom in my room since Brandon’s in the hall bathroom.”

Ezra blushed again but helped Eric get the underwear and pajama pants back over his hips. He nuzzled the underside of Eric’s chin before stepping back. “I’m going to go shower,” Ezra told him.

Eric groaned. “I don’t need that picture in my head right now.” He motioned down to his crotch.

“You could always imagine your brother walking in on us again,” Ezra teased.

“And that will do it,” Eric agreed.

It was harder than it should have been to walk out of that kitchen. Still, Ezra knew he had too much to do that morning to dawdle any longer. He had to push open the door to Eric’s room to get to the ensuite.

The big unmade bed that dominated the room was too inviting. Ezra wished he could climb on top of what looked like a soft mattress. Ezra would love a nap at the moment but yeah, not going to happen. Neither would any other fun activities that he and Eric could engage in on that bed. Not yet. But Ezra hadn’t gotten his hands or mouth on Eric yet and he was going to change that. It was Ezra’s turn to have a little fun.

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