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“Yes, so much,” I said, eagerly anticipating what came next.

  “Hold on one sec.” He kneeled behind me on the shower floor and spread my cheeks. I put my palms flat against the shower wall. He licked his tongue over my hole.

  “Woah.” It felt fantastic.

  Parker twirled his tongue around and then buried his face in my ass. With his tongue licking and twirling, he rubbed my inner thighs and moved on to my balls.

  “Holy,” I yelled out when his tongue entered me. It flicked back out, and he kissed my ass cheeks and hole. He wrapped his hands around my hips as he licked my entrance, flicking his tongue in again. “Parker, oh, my God. You’re going to make me come.” My body started to shake. He pulled his tongue out, kissed up my back, and stood up.

  “I’ll be right back. We’re going to need some lube.” He got out of the shower, and I stood under the water waiting for him. I gulped down some nerves and focused on breathing. It wasn’t a time for me to be nervous or tense. I needed to stay calm and relaxed because I wanted more than his tongue in my ass.

  He came back and squirted some lube on his finger. The water poured down on him, and he licked a few drops off of his top lip.

  “You were prepared for this, weren’t you?” I asked.

  “I had what I thought was wishful thinking.”

  “Your wish came true.”

  He was hesitant at first, lazily twirling his finger around my hole, then he pressed the tip in. I gasped as his finger entered me.

  “It’s pretty damn tight, and I only have one in.”

  “This is the first time anything besides my own finger has ever been in there.”

  “We’ll work it nice and slow,” Parker said, pushing his finger further in. I let out a shaky breath as he entered all the way, his knuckles hitting my cheeks.

  “Oh, that’s, oh. Fuck, I like that.”

  He moved it in and out and tried a new angle with his finger.

  “Whoa, oh, now that, oh God.” I moaned and pressed against the shower wall.

  “I love watching your reaction,” he said, pushing in another finger.

  “Ow, oh whoa.” Pressure filled me as my hole stretched around his fingers. I blew out a breath, and things started to sting. It worked its way up to a burn. He spread his fingers apart. “Ow, oh, shit, oh man, that doesn’t feel pleasant.”

  “Sorry, sorry. That’s good, though. Let me know.” Parker stopped thrusting his fingers.

  “But don’t stop. I can’t explain it. It hurts but feels good, too.”

  “What about this?” he asked, pushing his fingers in deep, the tips of them hitting my prostate.

  “Oh, holy fucks.” My knees almost gave in on me. It was such a rush of pleasure.

  Chapter Ten: Parker

  I wrapped my arm around Will’s waist because his head lolled back, and I worried he’d fall. His reactions almost drove me to come as I worked my fingers in and out. His arching back, his moans and pants. The water spraying down on him, glistening off his gorgeous body.

  I kissed his neck and nipped at his ears, grabbing his cock.

  “Oh, Parker, oh my God.” His upper body fell back against my chest.

  “You are so sexy.”

  He gasped as I thrust in a bit harder and squeezed his eyes shut, his nose scrunching up.

  “Oh God, it feels so good but…” His chest heaved, and his panting picked up.

  “Does it hurt?”

  “Yeah, some, sort of a burn and discomfort, but oh…” Will’s mouth dropped open, and he reached back and wrapped a hand around my neck, his back arching so much. He was so flexible. “Parker,” he said in a strangled breath. “Let’s take this to the bedroom.”

  He hissed as I slid my fingers out, and I held him to me for a moment, stroking his hair and kissing his neck and shoulders. He turned around in my arms, looking up at me and smiling.

  “Actually, I changed my mind. Let’s stay here for a while longer.” He dropped to his knees and touched my erection with his fingertips, petting it like it was the most precious thing ever.

  “That alone might make me come.”

  Will licked his lips and then the head of my cock, swirling his tongue around. I gasped as he licked my length and then my balls. He traced his tongue back up and took me in his mouth. My hips twitched, and my body trembled. He started slow, and I had to breath in through my nose and out through my mouth so I could last. He grabbed my ass taking me in deep, gagging a bit as he got a bit too enthusiastic. With his cheeks hollowed, he glanced up at me, and I grabbed his hair in fistfuls and groaned.

  “Hey,” I said, releasing his hair.

  He looked up at me again and began to slow down. “The bedroom?”

  “Yes.”

  We dried off a bit and stumbled down the hall in a flurry of kisses and touching, falling into the bed in the room he chose to sleep in. We lay side by side, and I pushed his hair out of his face.

  “Your dick is huge and fantastic,” Will said, grabbing me in his hand.

  “Are you worried it’ll be too big?”

  “It might be rough at first, but I’m confident that I’ll love it.” He pressed his lips to mine, thrusting his tongue into my mouth. He gripped my shoulders, and we rolled, so I was on top of him, kissing, one muscular body on another. Large hands, rough edges, and a bit of stubble. It was all so arousing, and I didn’t know how I went without it up until then. Our hips rocked in a perfect rhythm together, and I ran my hands up and down his biceps. I had never felt such rock-hard muscle under my hands before. Our kissed deepened, and I let go of his biceps, wrapping my arms under his shoulders.

  “Parker,” he whispered against my mouth. I kissed along his jawline and behind his ear, down his chest. I bit and sucked at his skin, then licked my tongue over his nipple. He drew in a sharp breath, and as I sucked on his nipple, I pushed up on my hands, rubbing the inside of his thighs--my fingers finding his crease.

  “You sure about this?”

  “I’ve never been so sure about anything in my life before.”

  I got up, grabbed the lube from the bathroom, and climbed back on the bed. Lathering my fingers up, I pushed back his legs and rubbed my fingers over his hole. As they entered him, he took in a shaky breath. “Oh, baby. I’m so sorry.”

  “We have to make sure I’m ready, or it’ll just be worse,” Will said, wincing as I pushed my fingers all the way in. He blew out a breath as I pumped them in and out, then let out a cry as I spread them apart some. I took his cock in my palm, stroking it, and moved my fingers in and out some more. “Fuck me now, Parker.”

  I bent over, kissed him, and then sat up, rubbing my hands down his chest and abs. I just couldn’t get enough of seeing him naked. I reached over and grabbed the condom from the nightstand, ripped it opened, and rolled it on, squirting out a generous amount of lube, rubbing it in my palms and all over my erection. I squirted some more on my fingers and rubbed it on his hole.

  He held his legs up behind his knees, and I centered myself. He gasped as I teased the tip of my cock over his hole. His legs hooked around my biceps

  “Jesus, you’re sexy. Oh, baby,” I said, feeling so bad for him. He was going through so much to have sex with me, so I had to make sure he had the best possible experience ever. I pushed the tip in, and he felt amazing, so tight and warm around me. It felt incredible. “Fuck, Will.”

  Chapter Eleven: Will

  I cried out as Parker’s head pushed in, tears forming in my eyes. It felt like my ass got ripped open. Maybe if he didn’t have such a big fucking cock, it would’ve made things a bit easier for me. I whimpered as he pushed in a bit more.

  “Oh God, you’re crying. I’m so sorry if I’m hurting you.”

  “I’m not crying, but things aren’t feeling too great right now.” I took some deep breaths and squeezed my eyes shut. The pressure was almost too much to handle, but I wanted it so bad.

  “Let me pull out.”

  “Push further in.”

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  “Please fuck me, Parker,” I said, blinking back tears. Tears because my ass felt like it was on fire and tears because I was having sex with the only person in the world that I ever wanted to do it with. He was inside me, and I was so goddamn happy about it. He sank in deeper, and I gripped the sheets and let out another whimper.

  “I have never felt anything so amazing before,” he said softly, stroking his thumb over my cheek

  I focused on breathing through it--becoming a bit more comfortable with someone filling me inside. Having him in me, us, so close together, it was all wonderful. I sniffled as he thrust all the way in. His cock so deep, his balls slapped my ass. The pressure was so intense and it stung. It all felt uncomfortable but good. I had some serious conflicting sensations going on, but they made me want to moan in pleasure.

  “How’s it feeling?”

  “Uncomfortable, so much pressure, and God.” He found my prostate. “Holy, oh, oh, crap, holy, Parker.” My body shook as he rubbed me so deep inside. He slowly lowered himself to me the deeper in he went, pressing his forehead to mine. We were so close and intimate. I gripped his shoulders and arched my back, pleasure surging through me.

  “It feels so good, Will. I can’t even explain it. It’s like I’ve been waiting for this my whole life.”

  “Having you in me is everything.”

  “Hearing you say that is such a turn on.” Parker thrust in a bit harder, hitting the spot each time. He let out the sexiest moan and pulled out and slowly pushed back in. He rocked his hips, thrusting in and out faster and harder. A bit too much for me at once.

  “Please don’t move for a moment. I just, whoa, it’s, let’s not move.” I wrapped my arms around him, and he lay down on top of me, nuzzling his head into my shoulder.

  “We can stop. I can pull out.”

  “No, I just have to refocus.” It felt so fucking good, but the burn and sting of it tried to take over for a moment.

  “Will this help?” he asked, nipping at my bottom lip.

  “Very much.”

  I threaded my hands through his hair, and he parted my lips with his tongue. While our tongues explored each other’s mouths, he had his hands all over my body, rubbing and caressing me. When my breathing quickened, I knew I could take more. I wanted more, so much more. He took it a bit slower, and it all felt so amazing. And when every ounce of my being felt the pleasure, my body started to shake, and I tightly grabbed his shoulders. “Holy, oh, right there. Oh my God. Oh my God.” Parker pushed up on his arms, his back arching, and craned his head, so he looked at the ceiling. He was the sexiest goddamn thing I had ever seen. “That’s so good,” he said in a breathy whisper. “I’ve dreamed of this day.”

  I took my cock and began stroking it, but he pushed my hand away and took over for me. It almost made me lose it. Gripping the sheets in my hands, I let out a scream. He trailed kisses down my neck and under my ear, tightening his grip on my cock.

  He pulled out and thrust into me again, letting out the sexiest moan.

  “I’m so close, Parker,” I said in a strangled breath.

  “Me too,” he said, angling his hips up.

  “Holy hell. Right there.” It was the best fucking thing ever. He rocked his hips faster, making sure to keep hitting my prostate. Everything in me tingled and felt electric as my orgasm built. My cock ready to explode. “I’m coming. Oh fuck.”

  He slammed into me, and my warm come shot out between our bodies, coating my stomach. He gave a few more good thrusts, so hard and deep, and released. My chest heaved, and I tried to steady my breath. Parker smiled at me and ran his fingers through my hair. We lay in each other’s arms, sweaty with my come now everywhere.

  “That was the hottest sex I think I’ve ever had,” Parker said, breathing heavily.

  I smiled at him. “I’m so glad you were the one.”

  We went and cleaned up, and back in bed, cuddled each other close with the covers pulled tight around us. We fell asleep to the calming sound of each other’s breathing, our limbs entangled, our skin warm against each other. There really is something to the body heat thing.

  Chapter Twelve: Parker

  “What the holy fuck?” I bolted up to sitting. Not a drop of sleep left in me. Derek stood in the doorway to the bedroom. Will lay next to me tangled up in the blankets and sheets. I shook him awake and climbed out of bed, looking down at my morning wood.

  “How are you here?” I asked, looking for my underwear, pajama bottoms, anything so I didn’t stand there naked, but then I remembered we took them all off in the bathroom. I grabbed a pillow from off the bed and covered myself.

  “That’s what you have to say?” Derek stood there still in his winter coat, snow sprinkled all over him, his nose red.

  Will sat up and glanced at me and then over to his brother. When his eyes landed on Derek, they went wide, and his mouth dropped open. “Merry Christmas?”

  “What the hell, you two?” Derek said in a voice that was quickly on the rise.

  “We fell asleep.” I shrugged like it was no big deal. Will stood with the comforter wrapped around him.

  “You’re both naked. Where the hell are your clothes, Will?”

  “Around here somewhere. Wait, probably the bathroom.”

  “How about we go into the living room and talk about things,” I suggested. Derek had his fists balled, and his lip snarled, looking ready to jump me.

  “Can you just explain things here?” he asked.

  “Marla’s bringing Sadie in now. That baby girl is still zonked. What the…?” Sam asked, appearing in the doorway next to Derek. Sam looked like a tall, thinner version of Will. The same light brown hair and blue eyes. Derek looked more like their mom. He too had the blue eyes, but his hair was a sandy blond. All three brothers and me in one room, two of us naked.

  “How about you guys give us a minute and some privacy so we can put on some clothes.” Not everybody needed to see me naked, only the one with the blanket wrapped around him with his eyes wide.

  “Whoa. Just whoa,” Sam said. He looked over at Will. “You’re gay? What the…? Parker? Will?”

  “So you’re gay for my baby brother?” Derek asked.

  “Are you for real?” I asked. This wasn’t the Derek I knew. Sure he was rough around the edges, but he always seemed to understand me. He knew and accepted that I was bi, but maybe he never really accepted it.

  “I knew it, Will. You’re gay. I fucking knew it,” Derek said.

  “You need to shut your mouth and be respectful of your brother,” I said, jabbing my finger in the air at him, still holding the pillow with my other hand.

  “You can go to Hell, Derek,” Will said, the brims of his eyes turning pink.

  “I can’t believe you two. It’s Christmas and you guys go and do this.”

  “Hey,” Sam said. “Derek, chill. I don’t think Will planned for us to find out this way.”

  Will shook his head and sucked on his bottom lip. “You two need to get out of here now,” he whispered.

  “We’ll be in the living room,” Sam said, dragging Derek with him.

  Will looked at me and started bawling. “Hey, Derek is an ass. Okay?” He had no right saying that.”

  “I knew that’s what he would say, so I have no reason to cry.”

  “Will, he hurt you.” I climbed across the bed, scooped an arm around him, and pulled him down onto the sheets. He nuzzled his head on my shoulder and let it all out. When he calmed down, I ran to the bathroom and grabbed our pajamas. We got dressed, and I took his hand. We walked down the hall to what I imagined would be a barrage of questions.

  Sam sat on the couch in front of the fire. The girl who was with him got up and went into the kitchen.

  “We weren’t expecting everyone so soon,” I said, squeezing Will’s hand.

  “My flight got in at like two in the morning, and the roads got cleared, so we all decided to come on out, but anyway, I have a million questions,” Sam said, leaning forward with
his arms on his knees and his hands clasped.

  Will shook his head.

  “Okay, so Derek is acting like an ass,” Sam said. “He’s in the room with Marla and Sadie right now.”

  “That’s because he is,” Will said.

  “Doesn’t he have a right to be mad? You seem to be getting together with his best friend.” Sam scratched the side of his jaw.

  “Parker is my friend, too. Derek doesn’t have sole possession of him.”

  “I think he’s more than a friend now,” Sam said.

  “I don’t give a shit. The way he treated me back there.” Will took in a deep inhale and for a second, I didn’t think he was going to let it out.

  “It was uncalled for,” I said.

  “Yeah, he was pretty harsh.”

  “Harsh, Sam? Really?” Will shook his head and blinked. “The way he said it. Like me being gay was something disgusting.”

  “I don’t think he meant it like that,” Sam said, his voice gentle.

  “And he is the reason why I didn’t say anything. My whole life he made fun of everything I liked and did, and I know now that it’s because he was scared I was gay, and he’s homophobic. He didn’t want to have a gay brother.”

  “The things you like and are interested in don’t make you gay. Straight dudes can like the stuff you like just as much as you,” Sam said.

  Will locked his eyes on Sam. “Yeah, I know that, but Derek doesn’t seem to comprehend.”

  “But Parker? How in the hell did this happen? I didn’t even think you liked guys.”

  “Sam, you’re one of the few people who knew I was bi.” It turned out that both Sam and Derek truly knew nothing about my sexual identity.

  “But you were never with a dude.” Sam turned and looked into the kitchen, looking for his girlfriend.

  “Just because I was never with one, it doesn’t mean I don’t like them. It doesn’t somehow erase my sexuality.”

  “Sorry, yeah, sorry. It was all just a bit shocking. You so much older than him, and you’re Parker,” he said, shrugging.

  “Hey, you two,” Marla said, coming down the hallway. She gave us the warmest smile, and it made everything a bit better.