Page 48 of Strictly Curious
He chuckled which confused me, but it also settled my racing heart a little. “I can feel you panicking. Stop overthinking it. I’m fine. A little stunned, but fine.”
Fine. Sure we’d fucked around a lot and explored a ton over the last few days, but our first major sexual encounter had been reduced to ‘fine’. But he’d also said he was stunned, so maybe I hadn’t been terrible.
I yelped as he rolled us onto our sides. He kissed my nose before kissing my eyelids and then finally my lips in a gentle and tender kiss. The reality of everything that had happened crashed down on me, and I cuddled into his chest again. He would guard me against the shit show we were bound to face in the future.
“Tyler, this was everything. You have to realize that.” His soothing hand was back to rubbing up and down my back. I was so wrung out and content, I could have easily fallen asleep with him petting me.
Garrett released me and rolled from the bed. I blinked up at him as he offered me his hand. I took it and he pulled me up on shaky legs. Oh, holy shit. The pain in my ass was real and maybe we’d gotten a little carried away, but it had felt good in the moment.
“Whoa, are you sure you’re alright?” he asked when he noticed my wince.
“Yeah. Am I supposed to be that tender?” I didn’t fully understand the workings of gay sex, but my initial response to go again and again waned a little.
One more startled yelp escaped my lips as Garrett spun me around and bent me over the bed. He dropped into a crouch behind me and spread my ass cheeks. My face felt hot in embarrassment because I knew he was inspecting me. His fingers danced delicately around my hole as he checked for God knows what.
“You’re a little swollen, but nothing’s torn,” he said before he stood, releasing my butt and giving it a gentle tap. I didn’t quite understand why having him back there freaked me out suddenly, it wasn’t like he hadn’t been up close and personal with the area before. “You definitely need a break. I probably should have been a little more gentle with you…”
“No, I liked it just the way it was.” I stood, spinning around, pushing up on my toes, and placing a quick kiss on his mouth. The little bit of roughness had been a huge turn-on.
He smirked because I winced again as I lowered back to the floor. “Come on, let’s go get cleaned up,” Garrett said as he led me to the bathroom. I secretly loved the feel of his release sliding down my thighs.
WakingupandhavingGarrett pressed in and naked against my back was my new favorite. It was a shame that the being naked around each other would stop when our parents got back in two more days, so we needed to soak up as much of this as we could in the meantime.
His lips on my shoulder, pressing a soft kiss, told me he was awake. “Good morning,” he purred into my ear and I couldn’t resist the pull of my lips into a wide smile as I rolled to face him. The throb in my ass from last night was mostly dulled now. I still didn’t regret a single moment of it.
“Morning,” I said, giving him a kiss. The tickle of his morning stubble felt so different to my lips, but not in a bad way. I was addicted to it at this point. It was crazy how that was so different from who I thought I was a week ago.
Garrett said nothing, keeping eye contact with me as he ran fingers through my hair. While no words were actually exchanged, nothing needed to be said at the moment. I still had to tell him what this all really meant to me. This was so much more than experimentation. It probably hadn’t ever really been, like this was always supposed to be this way between us.
I could tell there was something he wanted to say as well. Did he have as many big feelings as I did? There was no way I was ever going to be just a fling to him or he wouldn’t have continued to let this happen once he found out I wasn’t leaving after the summer was over.
We didn’t lay in bed much longer before getting up. I pulled on a loose pair of sweats but didn’t bother with a shirt. Garrett donned his trademark shorts, and we made our way to the kitchen for some breakfast. I got the coffee pot started while Garrett pulled out a carton of eggs from the fridge.
Maneuvering around each other in the kitchen felt so natural at this point. When the coffee was done brewing, I pulled two mugs from the cupboard and made his cup the exact way he liked it. It all felt completely domestic, and I wondered if this was what life would be like if we moved out and got our own place together.
How long would we have to hide this? Would Dad and Mom question it if we moved in together? It would be practical and real siblings got places together all the time, didn’t they?
Maybe it was too soon to be wondering about these things. Sure, we had amazing sex. My feelings for him bordered on strong. Too strong for how siblings should feel for each other, but I couldn’t make myself care. If I had any doubts, I wouldn’t have agreed to sex. Did Garrett feel the same way?
“What’s got you thinking so hard?” he asked as he set the two plates of eggs on the table. I blinked because I wasn’t aware that I’d spaced out the way I had. I grabbed the steaming mug of coffee and took a sip, wincing when I realized I’d forgotten to sweeten it. Man, I reallyhadchecked out.
I set the mug on the table and grabbed a fork when he sat across from me. “I dunno. Just trying to think about the future. Where this is all going…”
He paused with a forkful of eggs partway to his mouth and set it back on the plate. It made sense to have this talk, and I hoped he wasn’t thinking I was going to bail on him now.
“What do you mean, where this is going?” He looked so unsure and I knew I’d been right that he might have read what I said negatively.
“Nothing bad,” I said. The corners of my mouth lifted into a grin, hoping to reassure him I was thinking positively about our future. “Just thinking that we can’t live here with Dad and Mom forever. It’s going to be impossible to keep this quiet.”
He nodded and his shoulders dropped as he relaxed. “Yeah, We can’t stay here forever. I thought about finding my own place after tech school. It’s not like we’re working right now and can afford anything.”
He wasn’t wrong. Our parents were going to help with expenses during school, and I wondered how much of that would change with me sticking around home. Damn, I needed to tell them sooner rather than later.
Garrett’s phone pinged from the kitchen counter. Neither of us moved because we were enjoying our quiet morning together but then it pinged again. After the first two, a few other rapid-fire pings sounded from his phone as his phone blew up with notifications.
My phone started vibrating in my pocket next and we both looked at each other in confusion. What the hell was going on?
Garrett got up and grabbed his phone from the counter and swiped the screen. His eyes widened, and he froze. “Shit,” was all he said before placing the phone face down on the counter. “Tyler, don’t answer your phone.”
