and sit by me.” He pats the edge of the couch where I was just sitting. “We can rub – I mean, work something out,” he says as he takes his other hand and rubs the front of his shorts.
Now this is the Dray that I know, too well, and thank God for that; however, his words don’t upset me as they normally would. Now, all I can think of is, well yes I could do that. NO! I! CAN’T!
“Slow down, Gigolo Joe.” He smirks at my comment. “You are going to take a nap. I am going to take Jonsie for a walk, and I’ll check IT when I get back,” I say staring at his hand grasping the prominent tent in his shorts. Did I just say that I’ll check it when I get back? “I mean IN! I’ll check in, ” I tell him. Grabbing my dog from his perch on the other side of the couch, I storm out, quickly remembering to retrieve my key from the foyer table where I left it.
Finding a small grassy park, I let Jonsie down to run. My body and mind are still a jumble of nerves. What has he done to me? What have I let him do? This is a bad idea. I thought I had taken care of my base needs. Evidently not. Actually, not at all. This isn’t going to work. I’ll just return back and tell Dray that we have to hire a nurse. It’s the only responsible decision. He’ll understand. He hasn’t been laid in days, and again, I’m sure the medicine is making him do and feel things he probably wouldn’t normally.
Sitting down on a bench, one foreign thought floats around my head. That orgasm was amazing. I can only imagine...no I can’t imagine what it would be like having Dray in me! Over me. All-around me. My body begins to hum again with thoughts of what just happened. Abruptly, I stand. I can’t do this.
“Jonsie,” I call, and he runs to me. Picking him up, I bury my face in his fluffy fur as I hug him close. Trent. Holy Hell. Trent. This is his brother. His only family. What am I doing? A cold river of fear causes me to have a full body shiver. This is ridiculous. Insane. My traitorous body. This isn’t me.
Slowly, I stroll back to Dray’s, holding tightly to Jonsie. His whine lets me know that I may be holding on a little to snug. “Sorry, boy. Mommy’s made a total fucked up beyond recognition situation.” Once I reach the building, I know I can’t hold off facing him any longer. Plus, if he is asleep, I need to wake him up to check on him.
Entering the loft, I can hear the television is still on, so I walk towards the sound. Dray is lying on the couch when I enter, sound asleep. Leaning over the pillows, I look to his chest to make sure he is breathing okay. I see the rise and fall, assuring me that at least he is. As I begin to lean up, strong hands reach for my arms, dislodging me from the floor, pulling me roughly atop his hard body.
“What the...?” I barely gasp out, when I hear his deep chortle. “Damn it, Dray. Let me up.”
“That isn’t what I heard earlier.”
I try to fight with my arms until he restrains them, locking them behind my back. Squirming, I try to get him to release me. Instantly, I feel his hard-on pushing deep into my belly, which causes me to cease my movements.
“It sure as hell isn’t what I want to hear now.” The sound of his voice gently moves up my spine, like an invisible tongue, licking its way up.
“Dray, I...” I pant my words out, feeling almost as if I’ve ran for miles. “We can’t do this. Please don’t do this. I’ll leave.” The only sound is a heavy sigh as he releases my hands. He sits up, gently rolling me to the side and cradles his head in his hands. “Does your head hurt?”
“No, right now just my dick.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, not meaning it.
With his head still in his hands, he turns his head to look at me, smiling, which completely throws me off.
“Can I ask you a question?” he asks in a whisper.
“Yeah. Sure.”
“Can we get to know one another?”
I know he
Now this is the Dray that I know, too well, and thank God for that; however, his words don’t upset me as they normally would. Now, all I can think of is, well yes I could do that. NO! I! CAN’T!
“Slow down, Gigolo Joe.” He smirks at my comment. “You are going to take a nap. I am going to take Jonsie for a walk, and I’ll check IT when I get back,” I say staring at his hand grasping the prominent tent in his shorts. Did I just say that I’ll check it when I get back? “I mean IN! I’ll check in, ” I tell him. Grabbing my dog from his perch on the other side of the couch, I storm out, quickly remembering to retrieve my key from the foyer table where I left it.
Finding a small grassy park, I let Jonsie down to run. My body and mind are still a jumble of nerves. What has he done to me? What have I let him do? This is a bad idea. I thought I had taken care of my base needs. Evidently not. Actually, not at all. This isn’t going to work. I’ll just return back and tell Dray that we have to hire a nurse. It’s the only responsible decision. He’ll understand. He hasn’t been laid in days, and again, I’m sure the medicine is making him do and feel things he probably wouldn’t normally.
Sitting down on a bench, one foreign thought floats around my head. That orgasm was amazing. I can only imagine...no I can’t imagine what it would be like having Dray in me! Over me. All-around me. My body begins to hum again with thoughts of what just happened. Abruptly, I stand. I can’t do this.
“Jonsie,” I call, and he runs to me. Picking him up, I bury my face in his fluffy fur as I hug him close. Trent. Holy Hell. Trent. This is his brother. His only family. What am I doing? A cold river of fear causes me to have a full body shiver. This is ridiculous. Insane. My traitorous body. This isn’t me.
Slowly, I stroll back to Dray’s, holding tightly to Jonsie. His whine lets me know that I may be holding on a little to snug. “Sorry, boy. Mommy’s made a total fucked up beyond recognition situation.” Once I reach the building, I know I can’t hold off facing him any longer. Plus, if he is asleep, I need to wake him up to check on him.
Entering the loft, I can hear the television is still on, so I walk towards the sound. Dray is lying on the couch when I enter, sound asleep. Leaning over the pillows, I look to his chest to make sure he is breathing okay. I see the rise and fall, assuring me that at least he is. As I begin to lean up, strong hands reach for my arms, dislodging me from the floor, pulling me roughly atop his hard body.
“What the...?” I barely gasp out, when I hear his deep chortle. “Damn it, Dray. Let me up.”
“That isn’t what I heard earlier.”
I try to fight with my arms until he restrains them, locking them behind my back. Squirming, I try to get him to release me. Instantly, I feel his hard-on pushing deep into my belly, which causes me to cease my movements.
“It sure as hell isn’t what I want to hear now.” The sound of his voice gently moves up my spine, like an invisible tongue, licking its way up.
“Dray, I...” I pant my words out, feeling almost as if I’ve ran for miles. “We can’t do this. Please don’t do this. I’ll leave.” The only sound is a heavy sigh as he releases my hands. He sits up, gently rolling me to the side and cradles his head in his hands. “Does your head hurt?”
“No, right now just my dick.”
“I’m sorry,” I say, not meaning it.
With his head still in his hands, he turns his head to look at me, smiling, which completely throws me off.
“Can I ask you a question?” he asks in a whisper.
“Yeah. Sure.”
“Can we get to know one another?”
I know he
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