Page 18 of The Step Dare

His gaze locks with mine, his eyes wide like he’s shocked by this superspeed I’ve just discovered.

Something feral controls me, this desire I have, stronger than I’ve ever felt with him. As though my body knows what he can do for me, and I don’t want to miss out on it.

“We shouldn’t do anything else,” I say, even as my hand guides him down to my pants.

“You’re right.” As I position his hand under the waistband, he grips on to my cock before stroking.

“We just said not a minute ago how stupid this would be,” I remind him.

“We’ve never been the smartest guys, though.” He offers a few more strokes, firming my cock up.

As he massages me just right, a web of nerves shoots sparks right through me. “One more time might not be such a bad idea.”

“Just get it out of our systems.”

As I unfasten my fly, Bren releases my cock. This time, though, I know it won’t be gone for long. He licks his palm. I pull my pants down before he continues stroking me, then crawling down, his lips wrapping around my cock once again.

“Oh fuck, Bren.”

I thread my fingers through his hair for what I know has to be the last time as he deep throats me. I wonder if he’s doing what I’m doing—trying to etch this moment into my memory so that even when I deprive myself of this, I’ll remember what it was like to feel his tongue swirling around the head of my dick just before he creates a little pressure with his grip as his hand comes up to the head.

He keeps on until I say, “I’m getting so fucking close.”

His mouth releases me, and he keeps his grip tight, still stroking as he glances up at me, studying my face. A subtle smirk creeps across his face. “Yeah, let me see your come face. Show me, Tay.”

As he speeds up, heat swells in my face before I wind up right at the edge, gripping the sheets as the cum bursts free, shooting across my happy trail, but Bren’s still watching my expression, his eyes wide, like it turns him on seeing how out of control I am—teeth gritted, the muscles in my face contorting.

“Fucking hell,” he mutters as he finishes milking me.

While I recover, he undoes his pants, crawling on his knees close to me. He’s hard as a fucking rock, and it doesn’t take him long before he shoots, his cum joining mine, pooling into my navel.

And this time, I get to watch his face as he comes, licking my lips as he grunts and a last drop falls onto me.

Once he’s drained and gets a few breaths in, he collapses beside me, resting his hand in the cummy mess.

“Yeah…” he says as he catches his breath. “That’s…a good…note to end on.”

But as good as it felt, the rush he gave me quickly fades at the thought that this will be the last time I ever have this kind of fun with my best friend.

6

Brenner

The school yearstarts in a couple of days, and Taylor and I are finally moving into our off-campus apartment together. It’s cool getting to be Atlas’s neighbors. Although his stepbrother-boyfriend, Troy, still officially lives in the Alpha Theta Mu house, they spend a lot of time at Atlas’s apartment. I figure they like the space away from everyone else. And the good thing is now I’ll be close enough to bug him all the time. It’s good for him.

“Pivot!” I shout to Atlas and Colin, who are carrying the couch up to our second-floor apartment.

“You say that again, and I’m gonna drop this couch and make you carry it up,” Atlas shouts back, offering his best grumpy scowl, which is mostly just for show.

“Can you not drop it with my boyfriend carrying the bottom end?” Ash asks from beside me.

“I’m basically carrying the whole thing by myself already. I didn’t realize he was actually doing something,” Colin teases, making Atlas scowl again. See? Good for him.

“Okay, I’ll be taking over for Colin before my boyfriend kills him.” Troy jogs for the stairs and takes Colin’s place.

We continue to wait with our boxes while they make their way up the stairs. I must admit, it’s nice to be back in Peachtree Springs. The end of summer has been interesting, to say the least. Now that the cat’s out of the bag, our parents aren’t holding anything back when it comes to their relationship. Dadeven asked me to go ring shopping with him, which I did. We had another good talk, and he made sure I’m okay with everything, and I am…mostly. I mean, I am, but I can’t help the fact that it’s a huge change too. I’m still trying to find that perfect spot where my happiness for Dad and my sadness about him officially moving on from Mom meet, and all I can do is hope everything is okay when I reach it.

“You good?” Taylor wraps his arm around me as Ash and Colin follow Atlas and Troy up the stairs.

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