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thrumming against us and washing away the stickiness of my climax. I knew he’d have to pull out soon, but in that moment I wanted him to stay inside me, to keep that

fullness that left me feeling so close to him.

“God, Jackson doesn’t know what he’s missing.” Craig chuckled. I pictured the

shocked expression on the face of whichever twin had caught us the previous night.

“I bet he’s imagining it,” I replied after a moment. Little did he know just how

much he’d featured in our dirty talk just now.

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“Something to discuss in the locker room maybe,” Craig teased. I sighed my

disapproval. He ran his hand down my flank. “I’m joking, Kyle. I’m sure none of them want to picture you getting screwed.”

Well, none of them other than Louis maybe, I thought. Louis, who had done such

a good job of screwing me, and who could well be the best match for Jackson’s physical build I knew.

The best match. Hmm…

Now there was an idea.

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Chapter Thirteen

I pushed open the shower door, reached for the towels. Craig held out his hand

for one, but I ignored it and instead started to run its softness down his chest, his thighs.

He rolled his eyes at me, but his smile told me he was enjoying it all the same.

“Lift up your leg,” I instructed, then slipped my hand underneath him. His cock

lolled heavily against my forearm, thick and wet. Even though it had just been inside me, I felt the urge to take him in my mouth all the same.

“Are you drying or playing?” he asked, chuckling. I looked up, knowing I’d been

caught.

“You know Jackson?” I said, trying to change the subject. Craig frowned.

“Do you mean Jackson whose house we’re in, who we just had breakfast with, and

whose shower we just screwed around in? That Jackson?”

Now it was my turn to roll my eyes. “Yes, smartass, that Jackson. I was

thinking…”

Craig sighed. “Look, I was just joking about having him watch us, Kyle. I didn’t

think you’d take me seriously.”

I punched him playfully in the thigh. “Idiot, that’s not what I was thinking about.”

“It was a few minutes ago.” Craig winked. Well, yes. He had me there.

“No, what I was thinking about was Louis.”

“You were thinking about Louis while we were having sex?” Craig didn’t seem

impressed. Honestly, this conversation had gone a lot better when it was just in my head.

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“No, it was after we’d finished. And I was wondering whether he and Jackson

would…y’know…”

Craig thought for a moment. “Is this one of those ‘oh, you’re both gay, you’ll

obviously want to have sex’ things?”

Now it was my turn to think. Was I just trying to join up the gay dots somehow?

“I don’t think so,” I said eventually. “Don’t you think they’d like each other?”

He pulled the towel out of my hands, began to dry his hair. “I don’t really know

Jackson,” he said, voice muffled somewhat. “And I’ve only spoken to Louis in passing, pretty much.”

He had a point. Which I guess left it up to me to decide; and really, what was the harm in putting the two of the them in the same place and seeing if something

happened or not?

“I’m not saying they’re the perfect couple, but I think it might work,” I told him.

“Worth a try, anyway.”

It was time to try to find another set of workable clothes in my rucksack, another opportunity to mentally kick myself for not giving much in the way of thought to what I might actually want to wear while I was packing. Unusual circumstances, I reminded myself, but all the same that wasn’t too great a consolation when I was facing a

mismatched bag of clothes that, at best, would make me look like I was trying out for clown school.

I had socks and jeans and even a pair of boxers, but T-shirts not so much.

I pulled open the door a little. “Jake?”

A beat. Then his head appeared round the corner of what I guessed was his own

room. “What’s up, dude?”

“Do you have a T-shirt I can borrow?”

He grinned at me. “Sure, I might even have a clean one if you’re lucky.”

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I wrinkled my nose. “Um, thanks, that’s real thoughtful of you.” I could hear his

laughter as he ducked back into his room.

Craig came out of the bathroom while I sat on the edge of the bed and pulled on

my socks. I watched as he finished toweling off his hair, marveling both at the slim shape of his body and at how what he had between his legs was so disproportionate.

Eyes covered with his towel, he couldn’t see me staring, so I got to enjoy the view unobstructed and unscolded.

I probably should’ve realized that Jake wouldn’t knock, wouldn’t even think twice

about simply opening the door and walking in. He had what looked like a couple of T-shirts in his hand, but I was more interested in his expression, which effectively amounted to wide eyes and mouth open in shock as he saw Craig was naked.

When Craig heard the door, he first peered out from under the towel and then

flailed somewhat ineffectively to try to pull it off his head and tug it round his waist. In the end he settled for clutching it over his groin.

“Um, shit, sorry, dude,” Jake was stuttering, eyes flicking from Craig’s face down to waist level and back again. “I didn’t… I just had some shirts, um, for Kyle.”

I thought about making a comment about how Craig was really getting into the

habit of getting caught naked but decided it probably wasn’t the best time.

“I…” Craig started. “I just… The shower… I was…”

Jake nodded eagerly. “Yeah, sure, I know. Man, sorry. I just didn’t…think.” He

glanced over at me, back at Craig. “But jeez, Craig, you’ve got a fucking huge—”

“Jake!” I half shouted, suddenly horrified at where the conversation had turned.

He looked at me, smiling now.

“I mean, Kyle had said you didn’t have anything to be ashamed about.”

“What?” Craig and I exclaimed in unison, me glaring daggers at Jake while Craig

looked accusingly over in my direction. Jake shrugged.

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“Hey, if he’s gonna keep waving that thing around, he’s got to expect someone to

comment on it.”

Craig made another attempt at fixing the towel around his waist, but even with

his narrow build it wasn’t quite big enough to stay in place.

“I wasn’t ‘waving it around.’ I was drying off,” he said deadpan. Jake held up his hands in supplication.

“Look, no harm no foul, dude. Man, if I looked like that, I think I’d be shaking it every chance I got.”

I covered my face with my hands, fell back on the bed. I really wasn’t sure Jake

was quite cut out for negotiation.

“What’s going on up here?”

Oh, brilliant, Jackson. Just what we needed! I sat up, saw the other twin stood in the doorway looking quizzically between Craig and Jake.

“I bust in on Craig showing off his massive dick,” Jake told his brother, grinning like an idiot. The confused expression on Jackson’s face would’ve been hilarious if I wasn’t pretty convinced that my boyfriend was feeling mortified right now.

“Sounds good to me; do we all get to see?” Jackson joked, wiggling his eyebrows

at Craig.

“No, you damn well don’t!” Craig replied.

Jackson pouted. “Aww, I’ll show you mine if you show me yours…”

Now it was my turn to be surprised. “Hey, enough show-and-tell with my

boyfriend!” The twins laughed at me, and even Craig cracked a smile.

“You ask me, that’s too much to keep to yourself,” Jake teased. “Looks like enough to make your eyes water, dude.”

“You can’t really tell in the shower,” Craig said, tone mock-serious.

“Craig!” I shouted while Jake cracked up laughing and Jackson gave me a

knowing grin.

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“Look, can I get dressed without an audience?” Craig asked. Jake made a show of

putting a hand over his eyes, the other holding out the T-shirts in my general direction.

“Sure, all I wanted to do was to give your man here some shirts like he asked.

Didn’t think I was going to get a lap dance while I was at it.”

Craig sighed, shook his head, then looked pointedly at Jackson.

“Don’t mind me, I’m the perfect gentleman,” Jackson said, beaming but making

no move to turn around. Craig scowled, glanced over at me as if to say,
Get a load of this
guy!
I shrugged, managing to keep my expression down to just the hint of a smile at most.

“Crazy, all of you,” he muttered, then dropped the towel as he turned to walk

over to the bed and grab his discarded clothes. I knew he must’ve given Jackson just enough time to see him full frontal—a glimpse, nothing more, but definitely a

sighting—before his taut, compact ass was through the bathroom door, leaving the gay twin’s eyes bulging.

I gave him a “what did I say?” look; he fanned himself with his hand

melodramatically.

“Can I look yet?” Jake asked. Jackson pushed him in the shoulder and almost sent

him toppling over. “Hey!”

Hand out of the way, he took one look at the expression on Jackson’s face and

knew exactly what his brother had seen.

“I told you!”

I pulled on a T-shirt, then draped my arms around the twins’ shoulders and led

them out the door.

“Any more and I’m going to have to start charging you guys.”

“Dollar an inch and you’d make a fortune,” Jackson shot back. We laughed all the

way down to the kitchen.

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I was surprised at how comfortable I felt around them, despite only really

knowing Jake from the team and Jackson less than a day. I felt like I could be open with them, not have to watch what I was saying. After the events of the past few days, that was akin to letting out one long, deep breath I’d been holding in for a very long time.

As I sat at the breakfast bar again, working my way through a third mug of coffee

while the twins argued about whose turn it was to load the dishwasher, I couldn’t help but dwell on the thought of my parents and their reaction. Sure, I’d known they

probably weren’t going to embrace the idea of me being with a guy, but I hadn’t

guessed that they’d be so aggressively against it.

I’d also assumed that I’d have a little more time, at least, to plan how to broach the subject. It still wasn’t clear exactly how they’d found out—all they’d said was that they’d “heard everything,” not who from—and the more I thought about it, the more I suspected Jeff or his family might have had something to do with it.

When it came down to it, though, I didn’t really care about who had broken the

news, only whether I could ever salvage something from the situation. All I knew was that while I didn’t want to be forever estranged from my family, I wasn’t going to give up Craig in order to change that.

Then there were the more immediate issues, like where I was meant to live while

all this shit got sifted through. Jake’s hospitality had been generous, and neither he nor Jackson had said anything to suggest that I might not be anything but welcome, but I didn’t want to overstay as a guest.

Yet the thought of going back to my parents’ house, and the knowledge that Craig

more than likely wouldn’t be welcome, didn’t make “home” seem especially appealing anymore.

Which left me…where?

I was juggling those questions in my head when Craig walked into the kitchen,

looking a little more put together than he had the first time. Jackson slid a full mug across the counter to him with a grin, and Craig answered with a raised eyebrow and a JOCK AUCTION | 235

smile of his own. I felt a sudden surge of pride in my chest, as if my body was calling out,
Here is my boyfriend, look at him!

Craig gave me an odd look when I wrapped my arms around him from behind,

then leaned his head back against mine.

“What were you thinking about?” he asked, voice low.

I shrugged. “Not much, just trying to get my brain around the past few days.”

He gulped down hot coffee, then carefully placed the cup down. Reached up and

gripped my forearms where they crossed his chest.

“We’ll sort it. Somehow. Don’t worry, Kyle.”

Craig pulled my phone out of his pocket, put it down next to his mug.

“Maybe you should message your dad. Seemed like he was the most…open.”

I glared at the phone like it was a viper.

“I don’t see why I should be the one to make contact. This is their fault, their

problem. Let them apologize first.”

He turned in my arms, our faces close. I could feel his breath against my lips,

warm and minty.

“It doesn’t work like that,” he explained patiently. “They need to come to terms

with it, but you can move things along, help them to do that. Sometimes you have to be the bigger man about it.”

“Even if they’re being dumb, ignorant bastards?”

“Even then.” Craig chuckled. He reached down and squeezed my ass through my

jeans. “If they’re going to be childish, then you’ll have to be the big boy about it.”

I thought back to how all this had started and that first unexpected Saturday when he’d kissed me and sucked me and awoken some strange, foreign feelings that had led me to here.

Grimacing, I snatched up the phone and thumbed out a message to my dad.
Still

at Jake’s. I love you, and I’m still your son
. I hit Send.

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Craig nodded as I turned the screen to show him before letting it clatter to the

counter. “You did good,” he told me.

“Yeah, so where’s my reward?”

Gripping my butt, he pulled our hips together. “I’ll let you choke me with it,” he whispered, lips brushing my ear.