Page 63 of Dire Straights

“He got second place in the freestyle event at that meet,” I explained, ignoring what she was really commenting on. How insanely built he was and how completely obvious it was in the speedo he had to wear.

“His abs!” She said, relentlessly poking at the picture. My dad chuckled at her bluntness, shaking his head a little.

“Come on,” I groaned, pushing the phone back toward her, refusing to ogle him in front of her. “That’s not why I like him.”

She didn’t need to know how I felt about his abs, and how I liked him best on his back because when I would make him come, I could watch it pool in the carved lines of his abdomen.

“Well, I’m sure it doesn’t hurt,” she said, giving my dad an incredulous look.

“No comment,” I said firmly. My parents and I had a relaxed relationship, but there was no way I was ever going to have that kind of conversation with them.

After the big conversation, everything was casual and easy. My parents and I spent a lot of time together, and I helped my mom shop for Christmas dinner. We were hosting this year, so we’d have a lot of people over.

The last night of the first week of break, I laid in bed, talking to Maddy on the phone.

“I can’t believe you’re actually having fun with Caelyx,” I stated, after he finished telling me about his day. I personally kind of liked the guy. He was funny and I was pretty sure he had a secret nice side. A small one, at least. I was glad he and Maddy had bonded a bit, too.

“Yeah, well, what else am I supposed to do here when it’s just us and I don’t have any classes?” He countered. I smiled, but I wouldn’t call him out on it. He was really cute when he didn’t want to admit that he liked someone or something.

“Are you excited about going home tomorrow?” I asked.

“Yeah, I guess so,” he said. His parents had ended up both reaching out to him a day after his birthday, extremely apologetic about having forgotten. Since then, they’d been a whole lot better about not arguing and not dragging him into their fights. So in a way, forgetting his birthday had improved things between them. It still made me pretty annoyed, though. If I hadn’t planned that party for him, who knows how miserable he would have been? “Things seem a lot more chill now, so… Did I tell you my mom went out to lunch with Missy?”

“No. How’d that go?”

“Seems like it went okay. She didn’t poison her food or try to run her over.”

“Nice. I like Missy.”

“Um, yeah,” Maddy responded. “She seemed nice. I’m sure we’ll spend some time at my dad’s over break. But actually, there was something else I wanted to talk to you about.”

“What’s up?” I asked, rolling over onto my side. He sounded almost nervous. “Everything okay?”

“Yeah. It’s just… Remember thatthingI showed you before, that I used topracticewith, before we started fucking?”

My eyebrows quirked up, my cock giving an interested twitch at his words. I definitely remembered. He’d shown it to me pretty early on, when I’d commented on how I was surprised that our first attempt at sex had gone perfectly and he hadn’t needed to tap out or physically recover afterwards. Just seeing it and knowing that he’d used it thinking about me was such a turn-on I’d pretty much jumped him right away. And he’d promised to give me a show with it at some point, but I hadn’t pushed that part because he’d also seemed pretty embarrassed by the idea.

“Yeah. I remember. What about it?”

“Well, I kind of bought another one.”

“Why’d you do that?” I wondered, trying not to sound desperate. “Is the new one special?”

“Kind of. I bought it because it… Well, there’s a certain aspect to it that will make it easier to… Uh… Actually, can I just show you?”

“You want to Facetime?” I asked, again not trying to sound too excited and embarrass him or intensify his nerves.

“Yeah, if you can. As long as your parents are in bed and stuff.”

“Yeah, they’re in bed.” It was pretty late, and their room was across the house from mine, so no worries about anyone hearing anything weird.

“Okay, so…” A few seconds later, the call ended and a Facetime call was attempting to come through. I accepted it, and was immediately greeted with the sight of Maddy. I could only see him from the shoulders up, but he wasn’t wearing a shirt. I was glad I was just in my boxer briefs. Getting a boner in jeans was always pretty uncomfortable for me.

“Hi,” I said. “You look really, really good today.”

“I look the same as always.”

“Exactly,” I reasoned, and he shook his head, trying not to grin. “So, um… You wanted to show me something?”

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