Page 54 of Ours
“What do you mean?” Cory was confused. Had he not done a good job hiding it?
“I dunno. It just seemed like the logical answer,” Steph started explaining. “You’ve never mentioned girls, like, even once the entire time I’ve known you. Actually, I’m pretty sure you’ve talked about a guy being hot a couple of times. And it’s not like I ever thought you were into me or I was into you.”
“…Oh.” Hehadn’tdone a good job at hiding it.
“Sorry.” Stephanie stood and walked around to Cory’s side of the table and hugged him. “Didn’t mean to steal your gay-thunder. You know I love and support you no matter what, blah, blah, blah.”
“It’s fine.” Cory hugged her back before she took her seat again. “I think I just keep expecting this to not go well when I tell people.”
“Assuming the worst?”
“And being pleasantly surprised when I’m wrong.”
“Have you told anyone else?” Stephanie looked around at their classmates.
“Uh, not really.” Cory wasn’t sure it counted if the other person tells you they already knew. “Derek and Nic know. That’s pretty much it.”
“Aww, you told them before me? Lame.” Stephanie pouted.
“So sorry. I’ll check with you on all future life events before telling anyone else.” Cory rolled his eyes.
“That’s all I ask.” Stephanie leaned back in her chair.
Cory snorted as the two went back to people-watching as more kids trickled in. A few minutes later, loud cheers and hollering signaled that the football team had finally arrived. Cory watched as Nic and the rest of his team clambered through the crowd, most of them with their girlfriends in tow. Soon the beer keg had been tapped and Nic and the others were in full party mode.
“Yeah, I think he’s gonna be pretty busy tonight.” Cory looked up to see Derek was walking over to them. “Hey, Stephanie. Having fun?”
“Great party as always, Derek.” The girl nodded in his direction.
“Thanks.” Derek turned back to Cory. “Can you come with me for a second, Cor? Need your help with something on my computer.”
“Uh, okay, sure.” Cory stood and turned to Steph. “Find you later?”
“Sounds good.” Stephanie stood herself. “Think I’m gonna go find a beer and then try and convince the cheerleaders to make a drunk pyramid.”
“Hope we don’t miss that,” Derek said to Cory as he led him back inside the house and upstairs. Once they got to Derek’s bedroom, he pulled a set of keys out and unlocked the door.
“What did you need help with, sir?” Cory shut the door behind him as Derek walked over to his desk. Rather than touch his computer though, he opened a drawer, pulling out … a sex toy.
“That was just an excuse to get you up here.” Derek walked toward Cory holding out the toy. “You know what this is?”
“A butt plug.” Cory took the proffered black silicone object, noting that it weighed a bit more then it appeared at first glance.It was decent sized, probably a little thicker than Derek’s cock was at the widest part. “Do you want me to put it in, sir?”
“Smart boy.” Derek held his hand out. “But first, I need your phone.”
Cory gave a quizzical look but said nothing, unlocking and handing over his phone.
“Good boy. Lube is in the night stand.” Derek pointed toward his bed as he began swiping and tapping through Cory’s phone, as well as his own.
Cory said nothing, trusting Derek enough to not do anything malicious. He unzipped his jeans as he walked over to the bed, pulling them down about half way before he fished through the nightstand for the lube bottle.
“Not too much,” Derek said without looking up. “Trust me.”
Okay…Cory popped the cap on the bottle, pouring a small amount onto the plug before spreading it around with his fingers. Then, bending over and bracing himself on the edge of the bed, Cory pressed the plug into his hole. He had cleaned and stretched himself earlier, per Derek’s instructions, so it wasn’t too difficult. At least the lube had warmed up when he spread it around. When he was finished, Cory pulled his up jockstrap—also per Derek’s instruction—and jeans with one hand, looking around for something to wipe his hand off.
“Here.” Derek tossed him a towel, allowing him to wipe the lube from his hand before handing him back his phone. “Thank you, boy. Notice anything special about the plug?”
“It’s kind of heavy…” Cory thought about what that might mean. “Is it a vibrator, too?”
