by L E Franks
Kevin’s chair scraped on the floor as he pushed away from the table. He stayed silent, worry pulsing through him. He needed to get to Grady and talk to him.
How the fuck am I going to fix this?
CHAPTER SIXTEEN
Grady tried moving but a huge arm was slung over his chest. He cracked open one eye, then the other, wishing he’d not drunk so much last night. He and Kevin really needed to lay off the booze. “Kev?”
The form next to him shifted, the arm was gone from his chest and he rolled over. Shock pulsed through him when he didn’t recognize the man next to him. Fucking shit, what the hell did I…Crap.
It all came back. The booze—the hot tub—the hands all over him—the shower—Fuck, the shower. Fuck my life. He clenched his butt and cringed. What all had he done?
The man next to him—Ted, yeah, that was his name—groaned and rolled over. Grady took the opportunity to crawl out of bed and race to the bathroom. He shut the door and sat on the toilet lid. With his head in his hands he wondered if Kevin and he even had a chance. The first time they made love was still so fresh in his mind.
Christmas break rolled around and Kevin had asked him to spend the weekend with him. He’d almost said no because of that kiss—not the kiss itself, but the fact that they hadn’t kissed again. Even if they never had anything serious, he wanted to spend time with him. They were best friends and he didn’t want that to change.
Kevin’s parents were at a party downtown near Times Square. Grady hadn’t realized they would be out for most of the night. “Cool,” he’d said to Kevin when he found out, wondering if they’d get the chance to kiss again. It had only been that one time and he ached to see if it would feel as good the second time.
Kevin knelt in front of the TV, sorting through the stash of video games. “Hey, you want to play some Minecraft?”
“Now, you boys don’t stay up all night playing video games. I’ve made you some avocado dip and hummus for snacks to go with the vegetable tray in the refrigerator,” Kevin’s mom said as she breezed through the den.
“Thank Mom,” Kevin hollered out.
She popped back in and gave Grady a huge smile. “Grady, you are turning into such a good-looking young man. And so nice and polite too.”
“Thank you, Mrs. Dixon.”
“You two have fun and call if you need anything.”
“We will, Mom. Bye. Have a fun evening.”
“Thanks.” They both called out, hearing his mom tromp upstairs to the first floor. Her voice carried down as she spoke to Kevin’s dad.
“You boys have fun,” Kevin’s dad called out.
“We will,” Kevin said. They both sat in silence, waiting for the front door to shut. First the soft click of the inner door closing then the squeak of the iron safety gate signaled Kevin’s parents were gone. His gaze swung to Grady. “You have the good stuff?”
“Hell yeah. Doritos and Dr. Pepper. I also brought along Oreos and peanut butter.”
Kevin shot him a lopsided grin and grabbed the jar of out of Grady’s bag. “You know how much I like peanut butter.” Kevin opened the jar and took a swipe with his finger, sucking it into his mouth.
Grady’s dick grew against his leg, rushing back to the earlier memory as Kevin jumped up and ran upstairs, calling over his shoulder. “Set up the Xbox, I’m going to grab my computer.”
“Sure.”
Grady turned on the TV and the Xbox. He had the game ready when Kevin returned with his laptop. They started playing and were in game chat for about an hour when Kevin turned to Grady. “I’m starving.”
“Pizza.”
“I’ll call Rizzo’s, it’s right down the street.”
“Cool.” Grady turned back to the game as Kevin headed upstairs.
“Hey, there are some movies on my laptop. Pull up one and see if you want to watch it.”
Grady grabbed Kevin’s computer and opened it up. He waited for it to wake from sleep and clicked on Kevin’s browser. The screen flashed and he saw a picture of two guys, their dicks hard, one lined up behind the other. Heat flashed over Grady and he glanced around, afraid of someone seeing him. He clicked on another picture but this wasn’t a picture, it was a video. The two guys were going at it. One was bent over a bed, grunts coming out of his mouth as the guy behind pushed into him.
Grady was so involved watching the computer that he didn’t hear Kevin come in behind him. “Oh shit. Those weren’t the movies I was talking about.”
“Kevin,” Grady whispered, his mouth hanging open as the guy on screen pulled out, grabbed his dick and sprayed his come all over the back of his partner. “Shit. That was amazing””
Grady closed the laptop, his dick so hard he wanted to touch himself and he would have had he been alone. “Have you—you know, done that with anyone yet?”
“Had sex?” Kevin asked.
“Yeah,” Grady whispered.
“No.”
“Would you—you know, want to?”
He looked up and their gazes connected. “Would you?” Kevin’s cheeks were pink, his breathing heavy.
“Yeah,” Grady answered.
Kevin glanced away, “The pizza will take an hour. They have a lot of orders.”
Grady licked his lips and stood up, his hands going to his own dick, then he changed his mind and reached for Kevin’s. It was a bold move and Kevin’s eyes widened. The night of the kiss had been ignored, neither one of them speaking of it, but now he bet they were both thinking the same thing.
“Is this okay?” Grady stepped closer.
“You know we could practice so our first time is not so awkward? We are best friends.”
“We are.”
“It would be safe...right?”
“Yeah.”
Grady wanted more than just a practice run, but he’d take what Kevin offered. He licked his lips, watching as Kevin unbuttoned his pants. He stood mesmerized as his best friend stripped in front of him. His hands shook and his head buzzed. Kevin was naked, totally and completely naked. Grady swallowed hard and watched as Kevin stroked his cock.
“Take off your clothes,” Kevin said, his voice thick.
Grady pulled at his shirt and tossed it on the floor. When he tried to undo his pants he couldn’t get the zipper to work.
“Let me.” Kevin unzipped him, his hand brushing over Grady’s cock.
“Ung—shit. That’s good.”
“Can I touch you?” Kevin asked.
Grady took Kevin’s hand and placed it on his dick. Kevin was wide-eyed, his fingers were such a light touch that Grady thought he would come just from the little stimulation. Then Kevin pulled him close and kissed him. They were grasping each other, their hands all over the place—bumbling and fumbling as they touched. Grady was so close to the edge then Kevin pulled away. He stepped back, his face serious.
“I want to—well, I’d like to, you know—be in you.”
Grady bit his lip, his gaze darting to the computer then back to Kevin. “Isn’t it supposed to hurt?”
“We’ll use lube.”
“Do you have lube?” Grady asked, wondering where the hell Kevin had got lube from.
“Yeah, let me run up and get it.”
Kevin took off up the stairs and Grady followed. Kevin ran up to the second floor and into his room. Grady stopped at the landing, not sure if he should continue up or head back down to the basement. Kevin came out of his room, his hand fisted around a tube.
He met Grady on the landing, his face and neck red. Kevin’s erection had fallen a bit and Grady hoped he still wanted to have sex.
“You know, Grady, if you don’t want to—”
“I want you to be my first,” Grady spit out, saying it so fast he wasn’t sure Kevin understood him.
“Really?”
“You’re my best friend. I mean if I suck at this, you’ll help me. You know—we can be honest with each other.”
“Yeah. And if I suck, you’ll help me get it right?”
“Yeah.”
They kissed for a long time, both growing hard again. Kevin broke the kiss and stepped back. His gaze was heated, his lips thinned out. “Move over here and turn around. Lean over the stairs.” Grady knelt on the first step above the landing. “One more step up,” Kevin said.
Grady moved and braced his arms on the stairs. Grady looked over his shoulder and saw Kevin open the lube and coat his dick with the slick stuff. Grady was nervous and wondered if they should stop. It was the perfect set up. Kevin’s parents would be gone for most of the night and they had the house to themselves. He knew Kevin didn’t want anything serious and Grady wasn’t going to ruin their friendship by being anything more than a fun friend.
Kevin moved closer and the cool tip of his dick pressed against Grady’s opening. He tensed. Kevin touched him, his fingers sliding along Grady’s pucker. It felt so good to be touched there that he almost came.
“Push in,” Grady said.
“It won’t go. You need to relax.”
Kevin reached between Grady’s legs and fingered his balls. Grady’s head dropped between his arms and he moaned. Kevin slid his hand back and pressed one fingertip against Grady’s hole. It slid in and he clenched down. Kevin’s other hand smoothed down Grady’s back, his touch gentle.
“Babe, I’ll be careful. Relax.”
Grady closed his eyes, pretending that Kevin really loved him. It helped him relax and then Kevin’s dick was inside of him. The pain was white hot and he tried to jerk away but Kevin had a clench hold on his hips and he couldn’t go anywhere.
“Fuck, Grady, you’re so hot—so tight.”
“Hurts.”
“Oh God. Let me pull—”
“No,” Grady roared. He wanted this. “It’s okay. I knew...” He breathed out in little puffs and Kevin massaged his back. The pain lessened and he pushed back. Something happened. It was an amazing feeling and he didn’t know if he was going to scream or cry or both. “Oh fuck.”
“Grady?”
He pulled away from Kevin just a bit then pushed back again. Kevin gasped, his whole body shaking. “Fuck!” Kevin screamed.
Something warm sprayed inside of Grady and he couldn’t stop the wave of goodness that washed over him. The air whooshed out of his lungs and no matter how hard he tried he couldn’t draw any more in. His whole body was on fire and tears filled his eyes. Kevin collapsed against his back, his breath puffing on Grady’s heated skin.
“Shit, Grady, that felt so amazing.”
“Kev,” Grady squeezed out, barely able to catch a breath.
Kevin slipped out of him and he gasped at the pain. “We need to get clea—”
The door opened below and Kevin’s dad called out. “Hey, boys. I forgot something. Didn’t want to scare you.”
Grady froze. His heart stalled then beat rapid fire. He sat up and looked at Kevin. The fear Grady felt was mirrored in Kevin’s eyes. Grady stood, his foot coming down on his cooling come on the steps. He slipped a bit but Kevin caught him. They moved fast, but quietly to the door. Once in Kevin’s room, Grady raced to the bathroom. Kevin’s come ran down his leg and he stared at it, wondering what the hell he’d done. He heard Kevin step out of his room, and call to his dad, but he didn’t listen to the words. After a minute, Grady stepped into the shower and turned the water on hot. He scrubbed his skin with soap. When his fingers brushed over his ass, he winced. He didn’t want to cry, but he wasn’t sure he could hold it together. The last thing Kevin would want was a weepy guy dragging him down. It had been marvelous and terrible at the same time. Maybe he should have waited, but Kevin was his best friend and what better way to experience the worst and the best than with Kevin?
Grady stood up and stepped into the shower, turning on the water as hot as he could stand it and scrubbing his body, wincing when he touched his ass. Sighing, Grady leaned his head against the cold tile as warm water rolled down his back. He just wasn’t cut out for hook ups. He’d had a handful since starting college but no matter how good the sex, he was always left feeling lonely. Just like now.
Kevin seemed to revel in the attention. Last night when Kevin kissed and fucked him along with the others, it was like he was just another hole to fill. If he were honest with himself, Kevin had always meant more to him than anyone else he knew; seeing him in Joey’s arms sent a wave of fierce longing and pain through him.
Fuck. He was in love with his best friend.
He thought over the last few days, few months, few years… ever since prep school Kevin was the one he turned to when he had problems and need to talk. He was still the first one to get Grady’s news—good or bad. Even the occasional boys he’d date at Columbia never lasted long once when compared to Kevin, unfairly. What a cliché.
Grady was suddenly struck by the realization that they were just good friends with occasional benefits.
The first kiss, the first time together, these were nothing more than cold experimentation for Kevin. Over all the years he never once hinted that he wanted more from Grady. Even on vacation, all Kevin talked about was all the hot guys on the beach and picking some up. Well, they’d done that in spectacular fashion—hadn’t they? He didn’t hold back this time. He let the tears fall, regret washing over him.
He needed to find Kevin and talk to him. Something had to change, he had to let go of this obsession. Once the week was over he’d find an excuse and catch the bus home… let Kevin have some fun without him mooning over him and wrapping a wet blanket around the entire vacation. Once he got back to Columbia he’d make a serious effort to give some of the guys he’d met there a real chance; the offers for coffees, movies, concerts…he’d brushed them all off before. It hadn’t occurred to him that he’d been waiting for Kevin all this time like some virgin in a romance novel. No. If anything, last night showed him that it was time to grow up and be a man. If there was any chance of salvaging their friendship for the future, he’d have to suck it up and talk to Kevin. He’d have to be honest and hope for the best.
Standing in the shower wouldn’t get him what he wanted. He shut off the water and found a towel, wrapping it around his waist. Ted was now sprawled diagonally facedown across the bed, arms wrapped around Grady’s pillow. The sheet had drifted down and now clung desperately to the top of the blond’s firm ass, looking like it was seconds away from letting go and revealing all that perfect tan skin. Grady swallowed, forcing himself to look away to search for his clothes, careful not to wake the man.
They weren’t in the room so Grady tiptoed out, clutching the towel wrapped around him. Maybe they were by the hot tub. Silently, he exited the room and ran right into a hard body. He yelped, glancing up. “Kevin.”
The hangover was painfully evident in his gaze so Grady guessed they’d both played a bit too hard last night. Kevin frowned but didn’t say a word, looking him over. Fuck! The last thing he needed was to be naked both physically and emotionally; the day was going to suck no question—why did it have to be humiliating on top of it?
“I want—um… I think I left my clothes downstairs on the deck.” Grady pushed by Kevin, trying to keep his emotions in check. He slunk down the stairs, Kevin close on his heels. At the bottom step he felt a hand on his arm, halting his progress into the main room. “Wait, Grady—let me get your stuff, you can change in the bathroom here and save yourself the embarrassment of facing Carlo naked. Trust me.” Kevin slid by him.
He was still hiding in the downstairs powder room when Kevin knocked on the door, a mug of steaming coffee in one hand, and a pile of clothes in the other. Looking it over, he found Kevin’s shirt but not his own. “Did you find my shirt?”
“Nope, you can wear mine.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah.”
Grady pawed through the clothes pulling on his underwear then his shorts before stepping out of the bathroom, shirt in hand.
Kevin’s eyes were unreadable, watching Grady as he dressed. Kevin grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer. He
did the last two buttons for Grady, smoothing his hands down the cloth when he finished.
“Thanks.”
“Mmm—s’okay. There’s food. Think you’ll love the homemade cinnamon rolls… perfect hangover food. Lemme snag us a couple and maybe we take a walk. I don’t think they’ll mind the loan of a couple of mugs for the morning…”
“I won’t.” Carlo had snuck up behind them and was standing at the entrance to the kitchen. He held out a handful of iced rolls stacked in some paper towels to Grady, before offering Kevin a fresh mug of coffee. “Just drop those by later, and stay out of trouble. Looks like it’s going to be another nice day on the island.” The former was directed entirely at Kevin, who flushed a bit, but the last was said as the man smiled warmly at Grady.