The Increasingly Misnamed Short Story (AKA, This is A Not-So-Short Story, pt. 32): Iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit’s Baaaaaaack
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He sighs again as he looks down. He looks at the mirror again, at his mostly naked form. He shakes his head and faces the door. He opens it up and walks back to the bedroom.
His boyfriend is still clothed, sitting on the bed, patiently waiting for him to leave the bathroom. The boy is lounging next to him wearing only his underwear.
“Are you going to tease us all night…”, he says, standing in front of his boyfriend wearing only his underwear.
“That’s precisely what I was wondering.”, the boy says, his hand gently caressing their boyfriend’s leg.
His boyfriend gulps hard. This sounded like a great idea at the time, but now… Now he wanted both of them. Seeing both of his boys stripped down to their undergarments was hot.
“Hot…”, his boyfriend thought, “That would be putting it lightly. This is such a sexually charged scene. I am so fucking turned on right now.”
His boyfriend turns beet red as he attempts to bury his head in his crotch. His boyfriend wraps his arms around his hips. He holds him tight.
He looks at the boy with a perplexed face. He then looks down at his boyfriend’s head, buried securely in his crotch. He wasn’t sure if he should be thrilled for this to happen or what. It was awkward as this is something that he wanted earlier today, but not to the embarrassment of anyone.
He looks at the boy again.
“Well… I’m at a loss at what to do…”, he says.
“I know, right?”, the boy responds.
He stands up and walks over to him. He puts a hand on his shoulder.
When the boy’s hand touched him, his body tensed up a bit. His ambivalence showed in that action. He felt bad, because he still wasn’t sure if he wanted to be with the boy.
“Don’t worry.”, the boy whispers in his ear, “I just asked you tonight.”
The boy let his hand wander down his back to rest on top of their boyfriend’s arms.
He gulps hard finding himself in an impossibly erotic situation. He knows that he would joke about a threesome with these two boys… but now it seems like it might actually happen. While he could easily joke about it, does he feel ready for it to actually happen?
He closes his eyes. He tries to think of nothing, but he’s not sure that’s possible. He feels himself getting aroused again. He feels the boy’s body close to him, his hand resting on his ass. His boyfriend’s head is still buried in his crotch.
“I’m sorry.”, he whispers.
It’s the only thing he can think of is to whisper, “I’m sorry”.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about.”, the boy whispers in his ear again.