Page 30 of Poles Apart
He sashayed up to the door of the apartment block, making sure he put a swing in his hips. And sure enough, when he looked back, he could almost hear Jacob groan, if his face was anything to go by. He waved at him, opened up and stepped inside.
He closed the door and leaned against it, hearing Jacob’s car drive away. He took the lift to the third floor and their apartment. As he opened the door, light from the lounge spilled into the hallway. Jordan was still up.
“Hi, you’re back late.” Jordan’s voice rang out as Dom walked towards the room.
“Sorry, I didn’t think I’d be gone this long. You didn’t have to wait up.” Dom sat next to him. He looked tired, and his skin was pale. “Are you OK? You look exhausted.” He put his arm around his brother, and Jordan snuggled into his side.
“Yeah, you know how it is. I might try and get a few hours, though.” Jordan stood up, wavering slightly, and Dom reached out to steady him. “Did you enjoy yourself tonight? You were out with Jacob, weren’t you?”
“Yeah, it was good. Nice even. The meal was lovely, and then we went on to Heaven.” Dom had already told Jordan about Toby and Owen, and he went on to tell him how he’d asked Jacob to go with him when he had his set there.
“That might be wise. I know you want to dance, and that club is an ideal place to showcase you, but I’m not comfortable with that couple. I want you to be careful around them.” The look on Jordan’s face was so serious, Dom couldn’t help but reassure him that he wouldn’t be alone with them. He’d ensure Jacob was with him at all times.
“Come on, let’s get you to bed. We’re due at Mum’s around one for lunch. You didn’t forget, did you?”
Jordan rolled his eyes. “How could I forget? She’s texted at least four times tonight to remind you to pick up a dessert from Molly’s on the way.”
At the mention of Molly’s, Dom immediately thought of Jacob, his soft lips and that goddamn smirk. He shook his head as he remembered the kisses they’d shared earlier, which then led him to think of Jacob’s hard cock as he’d run his hands along it. He shuddered and closed his eyes at the thought, and his own dick swelled in his now too-tight jeans.
“You OK there?” Jordan eyed him from beneath a raised eyebrow. “Is that your ‘o’ face? Because you might want to work on it.”
“Fuck off, you twat,” Dom replied, and he got up from the sofa, laughing. “About time you went to bed. It’s gonna be a long day tomorrow.”
They both walked to their bedrooms, and Dom noticed how gingerly his brother moved. Hmm, he’d need to keep an eye on him at their mum’s house. He didn’t want him overdoing it.
After a lie-in for Jordan and a quick breakfast, they drove to Molly’s and picked up an apple pie with the flakiest pastry. The lunch was as predicted. Their mum produced the next in a very long line of boyfriends. Dom had given up learning their names, knowing that in a week or two, it would probably be somebody different.
Ginny, their mum, made such an effort to show what a wonderful mother she was, trying to impress Jeff or George or whatever the hell his name was, but neither brother was having any of it. They let her carry on and fawn over her new boyfriend, but soon they’d both had enough. Lunch had been served at one, and by three, they were ready to leave.
“My darling boys, it’s been so good to see you.” She hugged them both as they stood at the door to leave, her over-the-top affection doing nothing to convince them that she was anything but a woman trying too hard.
Jordan and Dom arrived home a little later, and Jordan went for a lie-down. Dom tried to watch TV, but nothing grabbed his attention. Seb wasn’t around, else he could have gone to visit him, so he lay on the sofa, wondering what to do with himself.
He pulled out his phone and scrolled through his social media accounts. God, he was bored. His fingers strayed to his texts, and before he knew what he was doing, he was reading through his last few with Jacob and those damned kisses he kept finishing them with.
Hi, it’s me. I wanted to thank you again for last night. I had a great time. See you Tuesday Dx
He contemplated the kiss for a brief few seconds, then pressed send. He’d done it now. He’d gone and let his feelings leak out of his fingers into his phone. He was such a dick, letting himself get ensnared by Jacob’s good looks and easy-going personality. Honestly though, he could have done worse. He could have agreed to a threesome with Toby and Owen.
Now that had disaster written all over it, and he wasnotgoing there. He wouldn’t go near those guys, even with someone else’s dick!
Chapter Sixteen
Jacob
As Jacob drove home after dropping Dom off, conflicting thoughts ran through his head. On the one hand, he was happy to wait for Dom, knowing he had a lot on his plate with his brother. On the other hand, he was desperate to get his hands on him and to have Dom’s hands on him in return. But common sense prevailed, and he decided there and then to focus on being a good friend. He would support him in any way he could.
Before long, he was home, and he let himself into the quiet house. He wasn’t used to this. For the last six years, Abby had always been there. But then again, he’d never gone out and stayed out until…he didn’t even know what time it was. He looked at the clock in the kitchen. Jesus, it was two in the morning!
He poured himself a glass of water and went upstairs to bed. His mind ran over the events of the night, the kisses, the touches. He groaned as he remembered the way Dom had touched him, the way his hand had rubbed against his hard cock. He’d felt wanted, and that hadn’t happened in such a long time.
He got undressed for bed and slid under the covers, hearing nothing but silence and feeling nothing but emptiness. Is this what it would be like when Abby left? Just the ticking of the clock to keep him company as he lay in bed? Was he destined to be alone? He fucking well hoped not! Perhaps he should get a cat?
He laughed at the thought, then laughed even harder when he realised he was laughing at himself.Fuck my life,he thought. He was going mad, laughing at himself in the early hours of the morning.
Next thing he knew, sunlight filtered through the blinds at the window, and he stretched out in bed, his limbs aching from the dancing the night before. He was used to working out at the gym, but he must have worked some muscles he wasn’t aware of. One muscle that hadn’t had a work-out, was his dick, and it was certainly making itself known this morning.
He slipped his hands under the covers, relishing the brush of the fabric against his naked skin. His erection stood up proudly, and he stroked it, his foreskin sliding along his length. If only he’d had a chance to do this with Dom last night, and the more he thought about Dom and the kisses they’d shared, the quicker his hand worked his shaft.
