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A Stepbrother's Desire - Josh and Tyson 63
Ty
Josh is so easy. It was early morning and the sun was barely on the horizon. The curtains were left open the night before and I could see the ocean from the bed. I backed my ass against Josh and in no time, he was inside me. This was a quiet fuck, still sleepy, waking up with boners. He pressed into me then rolled me onto my stomach. I have an ability to spread my legs and raise my ass and it's funny because he cums quickly like this. Well, the truth is, I do too. He gets me deep and the shape of my ass turns him on. I had been thinking a lot since the fiasco with Kyon Li. Well, maybe not a fiasco but certainly a thing. And actually, I was thinking a lot, like my mind wouldn't stop thinking, plotting, figuring. I was feeling sexually aggressive and I wasn't sure why that was.
We were out on the beach by 9 am. With only two days left, we wanted to make the most of the sand and water. We set our towels down along with our beach bag. I stood in the water and looked out into the ocean. Watching the large ships way out in the distance was mesmerizing. The warm salt water splashed against my legs. Josh was saying something but I didn't hear what he said. I was admiring the way the sun shined on my skin making it glisten. I liked the way the wind blew my longer bangs back over my head. All the elements were just perfect, they made me feel alive, energized, attractive. I turned toward the pier and was about to run when I heard a very specific, "Ty!" and I turned and my dad was standing there.
"Ty, I was calling you. Are you wearing earbuds?" he asked.
"No, sorry, I didn't hear you," I said. He blinked his eyes and stared.
"I'm thinking about a walk. Why don't you join me?" he asked.
"Sure," I said, looking back at Josh who was standing in the shallow water. Dad and I began walking.
"You having a good time, Ty?" he asked.
"I am, I mean, we are. Yes, I am," I said finally. "It's been an amazing time. How about you and mom?"
"It was a break we really needed," he said.
"I heard you arguing last night. Josh and I walked past the bar and well, we could hear part of your conversation. Are you ok?" I asked. When Josh and I came home last night, we first saw mom and dad sitting at a table in the hotel bar and they didn't look angry but they were agitated. Mom took a work call during dinner earlier and it got all over dad, I was pretty sure about that. We didn't spy on them but went up to our room.
"Oh, you mean about the dinner call," Dad said. "Yeah, we're fine. Karen and I have to settle into a new routine, that's all."
"Is it going to be alright, this new job of hers? I think it's going to be very stressful," I said.
"It might be but it's going to give Karen new purpose, Ty, which is something you may experience your senior year."
"Uh oh, here it comes. More advice," I said, rolling my eyes up.
"No no," Dad said. "First, your mom is going to be great in this job. She will be very important both professionally and socially. She really made her mark this past year doing so much volunteering. The "ballsters" loved her and many of the women in our community have come to admire her, lover her even."
"I agree," I said.
"That's not an easy task in our community. Snobbery and expectations and all that, you know? She walked in like she owned the place and she backed up her attitude with actions. Amazing lady, Ty."
"I agree," I said again. Dad stopped and turned toward the ocean and looked out one of the large cargo ships way out on the horizon.
"The fact is, Ty, my first wife, your mother, was a housewife. She was content to stay at home and attend events and raise you. She was magnificent. My second wife is a career woman. She, too, is magnificent. How I did it twice...well,"
"Well you did, Dad," I said. "We both did," I added carefully.
"I agree," Dad said, and smiled at me.
"You ever think about mom?" I asked, as we both stood there.
"Frequently. Sometimes she peeps in on me in my dreams."
"Really! Because she does me too and more frequently these days."
"It's because of the degree of change you're about to experience, Ty. I don't interfere or stick my nose in it, but I am very well aware of how much you and Josh care about each other. I had hoped there would be peace between you two and I guess we got more than we expected, but, BUT, I know everyone has an opinion as to what you do when Josh leaves. All I'm going to tell you, Ty, is that I trust you. You do what you think is right, without sacrificing your happiness or ambitions for your senior year. There's a lot on your plate.. I have total confidence in you. I'm pretty sure your mother would've as well. You are so like her and she is watching, Ty. You were never out of her sight when she was alive..." and he trailed off. My thoughts did too.
"You think she would like who I am?" I asked quietly.
"She would love who you are. So do I," he said and I'm not sure what exactly happened because my eyes burned and my vision clouded with the stinging tears. My dad's face looked puffy and I think he was experiencing some emotion.
"Thanks dad, that means a lot more to me than you realize." He put his hand on my shoulder and a firm squeeze.
"Ty, back to where we started. We need to be realistic about mom's new job. It's going to be a heavy lift. We need to keep the drama down and give her room. On that score, please lean on me son. Whatever you need, whatever you need to talk about. Even if it's just to run ideas or perspectives by. Let me be a dad to you in your senior year. I want to see you succeed, son. I have every confidence in Josh but you're still the apple that fell from our tree. Whatever you need." I nodded at him as I nearly swallowed my tongue trying to keep from crying on the beach.
"Let's head back," dad said. "And thank you for participating in that little parle with me. I wanted some time with you and Josh, each, and that was what I wanted to say to you."
"Thanks dad." We looked up the beach to our hotel.
"How did we get so far in such a short walk?" dad asked and I cracked up.
When we got back, Davies was splashing around in the water with Josh. I waved and he came running out of the water.
"Hey Ty, what's up!" he barked, giving me a wet sloppy hug.
"Dad and I walked. Hey dad, this is our friend Davies. He's from Charleston."
"Glad to meet you Davies, I'm Bill Breck," Dad said, extending his hand which was accepted firmly by Davies. "Carolina or West Virginia?" Dad asked.
"Oh please, Mr. Breck!" Davies said in his best southern drawl and gave a chuckle.
"That says it all!" dad said and he chuckled as well. Just then, Josh came out of the water and wiped a pile of ocean mud on Davies and me.
"Gross!" I screamed and I ran for Josh and Davies followed and we were able to push Josh back into the sea and wrestle him into the water. Davies was strong and was a huge help!
Then we were laying out on our towels. Wow, the number of people had increased. There were a bunch of college girls to the left of us and then a group of college guys to the left of them. I guess Thursday is a good beach day. Josh and Davies were comparing notes on things, sports teams and what not. I didn't care. I was thinking about my conversation with my dad. My dad, who can be very quiet and moody, was a sincere person and I guess I am lucky. Growing up with money didn't make him an asshole like so many of the dads I knew who made money and were shitholes. Kyle's dad, for instance.
"Ty!" I heard Josh yell.
"What!" I snapped back.
"I called you three times. What are you thinking about?" he asked. "Take a look," he said, pointing to the beach entrance from our hotel.
"Oh my God," Davies hissed. My eyes focused on the absolute cutest guy I have ever seen. Short guy, black hair, and abs. Wow, he was amazing.
"I could tear into that!" Josh said.
"Only after I was finished," said Davies in a sexy voice. He was all talk, I knew it.
Focusing on his colorful striped bathing suit that fit the guy to a tee, and his amazing firm body, I stood on my towel.
"How dare you!" I shouted at him. He looked up at me in surprise.
"There's no end to his theatrics, is there?" Davies said to Josh.
"Welcome to my world," Josh said.
"Quiet!" I said to the two of them.
"How dare I what?" asked the guy, looking perturbed at me.
"How dare you step out on MY beach with that fabulous swimsuit!" I snapped, with a sly grin. He smiled back.
"Oh damn! I thought I had committed some awful crime! Thanks man!" he said, walking toward us, kicking up sand under his feet.
"Oh shit, here he comes," said Davies.
"I'm Ty," I said, extending my hand.
"And this is YOUR beach is it?" he said, shaking my hand and giving me a fist bump.
"It's got my name written all over it!" I responded.
"I'm Mitchell Radford. You can call me Mitch," he said. "And by the end of the day, the beach might have my name all over it!" and we cracked up.
"You have good comebacks. We like you already," I said. He laughed. "Oh, and that's Josh, my boyfriend, and this is Davies, some guy we picked up on the curb!" I said, pointing to the two of them. Josh and Davies stood and shook hands with Mitch.
"Um, the curb? Seriously?" drawled Davies.
"Oh dude, you are so southern. Love that accent. You all are, aren't you?" Mitch asked. "Well, I'm from Maryland which makes me the glorified yankee!" he said.
"Drop your towel here with us," I said, "unless you want to hang out alone."
"Oh hell yeah!" he said. "You don't mind?" Mitch asked.
"Please," Josh said, pointing to the sand by Davies.
"Boyfriends huh? That's awesome. I wish I had one but I'm so over the morons in my town. I need some new blood, you know?" he asked.
"Yeah, I understand," said Davies. I"m sure that Josh and I went there at the same time. Perhaps Mitch would be one of those "cool peeps" Davies was hoping to meet. Perhaps I was the catalyst for it.
Then Kyon Li came running out onto the beach. He was looking around and froze when he spotted us.
"Hey Kyon!" barked Mitch. Kyon walked casually over to us. Mitch stood and gave him a hug.
"I saw your check in. Was so excited to see you back," Kyon said.
"Yeah, we came back for a long weekend. My parents loved it here."
"Cool, cool," Kyon said. "I see you're in good hands with these two. Excellent guys," he said. I wasn't sure if he was being patronizing or if he was serious. It stirred memories of the other night. His gorgeous body and sexy manner, so different from his corporate manner.
"Catch up later?" Kyon said, "I have some work to do," and Kyon walked slowly back toward the hotel. Mitch began telling us about his last trip to the resort when mom and dad stopped by us carrying beach bags.
"Did you all have to take up all the room?" asked mom. "It's so crowded," she said, shifting her hat toward the sun and adjusting her sunglasses. She looked so good.
Josh and I turned when we heard a voice from the college guys shout out, "there's a place right here by us lady!" Davies cracked up.
"That's my mom you asshole!" Josh barked.
"Sorry Josh, I can handle this," Mom said. Looking over at the college guys she said, "I have two boys. What in hell do I need with a third?" and Bill looked toward the sand and shook his head. Davies and Mitch screamed with laughter and so did the college girls.
"Damn she's tight," said Mitch.
A beach worker scooted over to the parents. "Mr.and Mrs. Breck, we have chairs with an umbrella set up just over there for you," pointing to some beach chairs. "Compliments of Mr. Li," he said with a big smile.
"Ah, thank you," said Bill.
"We didn't get chairs and an umbrella!" barked Josh.
"We know who pays the bill!" the beach worker snapped, leading the parents away. The college girls got a big laugh out of that.
"You all are the shit!" snapped Mitch. "I definitely fell into the right crowd this trip!"
"I felt that way too," said Davies. "These two are off the chain."
My thoughts began wondering and I got a text from Tristan. Some bad news with Jack but he didn't say what. Then a text came in from Beau. I hadn't heard much from him this week.
<My buddy David said if we ever got together, we would be known as Beau-Ty! Isn't that hilarious?>
I replied, < Yep clever or would it be pronounced Bow-Tie?>
<Damn you're fast! Why am I getting hard?>
<Cuz you're thinking about how gorgeous I am out here on the beach> and I snapped a selfie of me sitting in the sun on the beach towel. I pressed the `send' button.
he replied. I hoped that left him with a raging hardon. That turned me on for some reason. I eased over to Josh and whispered, "I think breakfast is coming back to haunt me Josh. It doesn't feel pretty," I said.
"Better take care of that," he said. "We'll be right here, babe." I got up and made my way toward the hotel. I went to the desk and an attendant asked if he could help me. I was about to ask for Kyon Li when he appeared from a door behind the desk.
"Hey Ty, what's up?" he asked.
"Can we talk? In private?" I asked.
"Sure come with me," and he led me across the lobby to a door beside the bar. He scanned a badge over the security access and led me into a small lounge with sofas and chairs and a big screen tv.
"Hey Kyon, about the other night. I wanted to apologize. It didn't go as I..."
"Stop Ty," he said. I felt put out. "There's nothing to apologize for. I came on too strong and was very insulting. Josh is fucking hot and he was a top ass fuck but he loves you and feels protective. You are so lucky to have someone who wants to protect you. It's not just your ass he's possessive of. It's all you," he said quietly. He was standing so close. I could smell coffee on his breath. "I wanted you, though. You, oh my God, I don't know what it is," he said, not breaking eye contact.
"But, I like you so much. I don't know what it is," I said.
"That is so flattering. It means a lot for you to say that. The fact is, I'm so jealous. No one feels protective of me at all. I may never have anyone to protect. My boyfriend, if that's what you call him, could care less what I do until he's around, in person. You've got it all."
"There's more to just having one person, though. I want to experience..." and he took my face in his hands. I became silent. He leaned slowly toward me. I couldn't stop staring at his beautiful black eyes. His lips pressed against mine. I tilted my head and gave in. His kiss was so lush. His lips were moist and his tongue pressed into my mouth. His hands wrapped around my lower waist. I wrapped mine around his neck. I pressed into him as we kissed more. I felt his very hard cock push against mine. I reached down and lowered my bathing suit. My hardon leapt out.
"So beautiful," he whispered. He dropped to his knees. He took my cock in his mouth. He was amazing the way he sucked and slurped. His tongue danced around my shaft as he bobbed up and down. I felt it cumming. I grabbed his head without messing up his sculpted hair. I held him tight as I came in his mouth. I felt him gulp and I knew my cum was gone. I was panting. My body shook just a little. He looked up at me with a straight face.
"I didn't come here for that," I said, "but I will never forget it." I tugged at his belt and loosened it. I unzipped his pants and returned the favor. He stood upright while I tasted his hard, thick spicy cock. I really didn't know Asians were so blessed. I was only on my knees for a few minutes when the first of his cannon balls hit the back of my throat hard and I choked. He pulled out and shot cum on me, one shot slammed my cheek then he pointed to my chest. I was hosed down to say the least. He was so quiet and intense and he came so much. I was a hot mess!
I remained there on my knees not knowing what to do. I could smell his cum and feel it as it trickled down my cheek. I could still taste the cum in my mouth. It was so strong. He walked behind a bar and got a white towel. He lifted me to my feet and wiped me off. I stood there unable to speak. When he finished, he kissed me lightly again. When he pulled away, I walked back toward the door. I had to get out of there. If I remained he would be fucking me for the rest of the afternoon. Just before I opened the door, he said, "I will come for you one day, Tyson Breck. You're special. I will come like a hot summer storm. You be ready." I was speechless and so turned on again.
I found the men's room and peed. I had to get the hardon down. Fortunately, I was pale and a little sweaty when I returned to the beach. The guys were all talking and laughing and checking out all the bodies.
"You ok?" Josh asked. "You look a little pale," he said.
"Better. It was rough," I said. "But I think it's over." Sand pelted me and Mitch was laughing.
"I will smite you for that!" I barked and leapt toward him and we wrestled in the sand. I loved how Mitch laughed. He was so fresh, unlike those priss-pots at Brumfield High. Davies and Josh then pulled Mitch and me out into the water and pushed us into the waves.
What Kyon said, what he suggested...Josh would protect me, loves me that much. While the chase of a little fun was exciting, the chase lacked comfort. The excitement was short lived and I haven't done the chase in a long time. Maybe Josh felt that with his trysts. Maybe they were just part of a chase. I wouldn't begrudge him his secrets. I would love him for not letting his secrets take precedence over me. And, I would show him the same respect. I would never love anyone like Josh. And Kyon, well, he might always be the most exotic of my life. As I leaned into Josh's arms and waves lapped against my face, washing away any traces of Kyon, I watched as Davies eased Mitch into his and the gesture seemed welcomed. We lounged lazily in the water and loved how it cooled and relaxed us at the same time. Curiosity overcame me and I swam to Mitch.
"How did you meet Kyon?" I asked casually.
"We were here a few weeks ago," Mitch said. "We take vacays frequently, just little short trips. My parents can't stand to be away from the business for long." He paused and I didn't push it. "Kyon, well, he seemed to really like me but he came on a little strong. I mean, and please don't think I'm, well, close-minded, but I'm not into asians. It's just not my thing. You know?" he said.
"I know," said Davies. "I'm not either." I nodded.
"I think he's very handsome," I said, "but he is determined. He likes to get his way," I said, playing along.
"Yeah, I think that's it. Anyway, he treated me to a cool dinner and showed me around the workings of the resort. It was very interesting. He was disappointed that I didn't want to play with his `rice rocket'," Mitch said, causing laughter from us all.
"He's young," interrupted Josh, "but he needs to be careful trying to get up with young guys staying at his family's resort. Someone's going to bite him in THAT ass and he will have to pay up!" Josh suggested.
"Hell yeah," said Davies in agreement. I nodded again. Josh had a very good point there. For someone who says he can't take any risks, he most certainly does. I mean, he just blew me in a resort lounge. Damn, that was hot, though. I let the topic float away in the water current. Mitch was not going to be a competitor.
Josh floated over to me and whispered, "I guess the salt water might be good for cleaning `things' up a bit, huh?" I gave him a blank stare. First of all, his remark had more meaning than he realized but secondly, if I had an upset stomach, I wouldn't talk about it out here in the ocean. Actually, I sort of cracked up when I thought about the whole thing. If he knew I'd just had that experience with Kyon Li, no telling what he would say...or do.
Back on the towel, I checked my phone. Still no explanation from Tristan.
Beau: <Dang I popped a big load!> Ok, and that was way too much information? I didn't need to know that. We don't have a long enough history for that kind of humor. I know he was flirting and trying to get me to egg him on more. I wouldn't do it. If I were going to go on the chase, it would have to be for the most worthwhile trophies. I laughed but I couldn't hear myself from the noise around me.
"What?" Josh asked me.
"What?" I asked back.
"What did you mean by that?" he asked.
"By what?" I asked, not knowing what he was talking about.
"Whatever you just said, like, "already took care of it. What the fuck is that?" Josh said.
"I didn't say that. I was just reading a text from Beau but I said nothing about that. Sorry, I'm confused," I said.
"Whatever. You're talking to yourself," Josh said. I was frightened by that. Was I really? Was I saying things I wasn't aware I was saying? Ewwww.
At some point, Davies said he had to get home. Mitch needed to catch up with his parents. We found our parents at the pool hut having mango margaritas. Josh and I were beat so we went up to take a nap. I slept hard for almost 90 minutes. I woke up to speed boat racing Josh had put on tv.
"Seriously Josh. That is so loud!" I complained.
"Sorry babe. I can barely hear I have so much water in my ears. He laid down beside me.
"That was a good nap, babe," I said, as Josh put his arms around me.
"Your skin is so fucking soft. I could've cuddled with you the whole rest of the evening," Josh said.
"Aw, that's really sweet," I said. "Is it time to get up?"
"Yeah, time to get ready for dinner. We're eating at the hotel restaurant so you need to..."
"Follow the dress code. Right! Thanks for letting me know," I said.
Dinner was fine. Chilean Sea Bass. Really good but I was stuffed. Lots of conversation but I didn't offer much. Mom asked why I was being stoic and I got a little pissed at that. I told them I just have some things on my mind. Truth is, I did and I didn't want to share any of it.
Then we stumbled across Davies who had parked under the porte cochere of the hotel. Josh and I were both surprised.
"Picking up my date," Davies said, with a huge smile.
"Really?" I said. "Mitch?"
"Yep," he said.
"That is awesome," said Josh.
"Agreed!"
We watched Mitch glide across the lobby and he looked amazing. Davies escorted him to the car and they were off on a date.
"Haha, got me a southern gentleman for the night," Mitch said, entering the car. "Maybe a wild southern animal before the night is over," he added with a grin. Davies rolled his eyes and got into the driver seat.
"That's amazing Ty. You just reeled him in and now he's out with Davies. You facilitated!" Josh said and I felt quite proud of myself. Davies was such a sweet guy and fuck, that Mitch was a hot potato.
After dinner, after wandering the boardwalk, after two lemonades that seriously needed some added vodka, we returned to the resort. All was quiet around the pool. The bar was hopping. The parents were having drinks at the Hilton with a couple Bill knew, with whom he played golf with earlier. Josh and I went to our room.
"It's crazy how fast this went by," Josh said.
"I know! And the people we met. Odd bunch."
"Yeah but Davies and Mitch were cool." He omitted Kyon Li which I picked up on immediately.
He eased up to me and pressed me against the desk. Josh kissed me. His taste was amazing. Maybe it was the lemonade. He was salty. I kissed back. We wrapped our arms around each other. He groaned. I knew what he was thinking. "Gonna get some more ass tonight." I determined he would be wrong. I dropped my shorts exposing my cock. Josh's eyes widened.
"Damn babe. You getting ready for something?" he asked.
"You," I said. I gently nudged him downward and oh yeah, he sucked my cock. He was usually extremely good but tonight he was putting some elbow into it, so to speak. His lips and tongued worked together and created, oh my God, the sensations. I pictured Kyon on his knees again. I pictured Mitch on his knees. I wished I had seen his cock. I would love for him to shoot across my chest. I pictured Kyon's load dripping from my chin. As I was getting close to cumming, I pulled free and walked over to the bed. He followed. I pressed him to the bed. He laid back. I lifted his legs and studied him a minute.
"Fuck Ty, you look like you're about to conquer something!" Josh announced. I dropped to the floor and pushed my face into his ass crack. Oh God did his pucker taste amazing. I licked and sucked and Josh was going crazy. Trying to keep his voice down, he hissed more than moaned. I loved seeing him in a submissive position sometimes. He was so beautiful. I stood up and with a quick swipe of lube, I entered him. He gasped. He lifted his strong legs high and I pushed in and pulled out.
"Oh God, Ty. I didn't know that was..." and his head jerked back onto the mattress. I fucked him face to face and his insides were hot. I rolled him over. I pulled him back, causing his ass to lift a bit. I took him like this, my thighs smacking against his round ass cheeks...until he pulled my load from me. He gave my cock a good drip and his body shuttered. I was groaning and panting. I could only imagine what the people next door could hear. Josh rolled over and I pushed his hand away and jerked him slow and smooth like he likes. Yeah, he blew a big load all over himself. Took a bit of his cum into my mouth, I kissed him. He tried to pull away but I held his face against mine. He relaxed and joined in the cum kiss.
"Ty, damn, I don't understand. You were like, well, shit, you were like a boss. You just controlled that whole fuck and I'm speechless. Where did that come from?" he asked.
"I don't know. I'm feeling things, things I don't understand. Just remember, Josh, I love you. I love you so much. Just make sure you remember that everyday. Ok?" I asked, crawling into the bed with him.
"I know it Ty but you've been out of sorts the last few days. On top of it one minute then out in the field other times. Are you ok?"
"Yeah."
"Is Tristan ok?" he asked.
"I don't know."
I slept hard again that night. Like, I woke up in the same position I went to sleep in. My left side was sore and my arm was asleep. I got up and went out on the balcony to get some air. I seriously thought about texting Kyon. Like, thought about sneaking up to his room but the damn security would probably accost me or something. I dropped the notion. I was where I was and where I belonged. Friday was a blur except we swam in the ocean then swam in the pool. Davies and Mitch were our companions for the day and we had a double date that night, just the four of us out on the town. I'm not going to get into it all because it was normal stuff. Guys out on dates, not caring who saw or who knew. We had a great time.
Then, before I knew it, we were home. The city was hot. There was no ocean breeze or water to jump into. We had a ton of laundry to do. Sand was in everything we owned. Josh cleaned up the car as it was filthy. By Saturday night, we were moving at a crawl. Mom had booted up her laptop and was catching up on emails. Josh headed over to see Bryce. I drove over to Tristan's who was patiently waiting for me.
He met me at the door and ushered me back to his room.
"How was your trip?" he asked.
"Well, I told you everyday what was going on. It was good. Very weird."
"This asian guy, was he a problem?" asked Tristan.
"No, I don't know why but he could have been. I mean, he was totally special." I shook my head and wiped my eyes.
"You look out of sorts," Tristan said.
"So do you! What the hell is going on?" I asked.
"It's terrible Ty. Really bad," he said quietly.
"Then tell me," I said, watching him walk over and sit on his bed. I sat down beside him,
"Things kicked off good between me and Jack. While you were gone, we went out everyday. And its not all about sex this time. He's spending time with me. Actually, we only fucked once the whole week. He's much more laid back," Tristan said.
"That's good Tristan. You should be respected as amazing as you are." He smiled at me like it was the first time I had complimented him.
"So, the other day, he got a text and someone told Jack they were sorry about his news."
"What news?"
"I'm getting to it. He asked that too and they said the fact that he had gotten HIV. They felt very sad but it's not a death sentence anymore and all that shit!" barked Tristan, looking at me.
"Well, who would do that? What a shitty thing to do!"
"Some guy at his school started it. Spiteful asshole."
"Well rumors pass over, Tristan."
"Well, it's spread far and wide. Now it's stuck to me." He showed me his phone. Our friend Mel had sent him a text. <Fuck Tristan. How did this happen? You going to the doc?> "I didn't respond to her yet," and I saw his eyes well up. Ok, it's bad enough to take a stab at Jack, a really good guy. But when the shit sticks to Tristan, that's a problem! Tristan got up from the bed and stood in front of the window, the one not so long ago Josh terrorized us in.
"God dammit," I said. "First, you need to explain to Mel what's happening. She's part of Lisa's army, remember? Second, who's the fucker that did this? Jack knows?" I asked, easing up behind Tristan. He was hurt and now I was mad.
"Yeah, he knows." He gasped. "I guess it will pass over. I just didn't want to go all summer having a stupid rumor follow me around. I put my hands on his waist to comfort him. I rested my chin on his shoulder.
"Fuck, Tristan, as soon as I get with Jack and find out who this asshole is, we are going to teach him the finer points of life. The finer points," I hissed. Tristan's shoulders sighed. He turned to me. I didn't release my hands from him.
"Ty, your face is so serious. I haven't seen this look before."
"I'm angry Tristan."
"You seem taller," he said.
"If they had done this to me, I would feel the same but he's going to retract his statement and he will be glad he did. We are going for him. Josh is going to be livid!" I said.
"Ty, please don't stir anything up. Don't tell Josh."
"Oh, I am telling Josh. He will hear it from Jack anyway." Tristan nodded in agreement. "Tristan, I've been pondering a lot of things lately. I love Josh so much that I'm not sure I show enough affection to my friends. Do I tell you often enough what you mean to me?" I asked quietly.
"You do, Ty. You are always there, everyday, everywhere. You really do seem different, and, well, it's cool," he said in a very quiet voice.
I leaned to him and I kissed him. He was hesitant but I pulled him close. He put his hands on my cheeks. The kiss was like the waves crashing against the shore. I could hear the splash, smell the salt. I never realized his lips were this heavenly. We have kissed before, but I don't know, I was totally in the mood for this one. It was so simple and hot.
"Fuck, Tristan, why didn't I know you were so good at that?"
"Oh you knew," he giggled. "Why? What brought that on?"
"I don't know. I feel like something big is coming, something is about to happen. My feelings are all over the place and I can barely control my actions." I paused. He watched me. "As half my heart, I don't feel like I can separate our "friend" feelings from other feelings. Someone has hurt you and just like when Vance hit you, it hurts me too. I can feel it, you know?"
"Don't cry for me, Argentina!" Tristan belted and we cracked up laughing. I pulled him close again and we kissed again. I felt him this time. He felt me. We broke apart before anything went any further. Oh I could see it, those images that I always denied myself. I could see his beautiful ass, his tight legs wrapped around me. I could feel his body under mine.
"Just remember, Tristan. I love you so much. I have to get out of here before I do something totally crazy!" We stared at each other and his phone beeped, breaking our trance.
"You know Beau is on the horizon. All he does is talk about you now. Texts me everyday," Tristan said.
"He will have to stay on the horizon. He doesn't seem to appreciate my relationship with Josh. And if ever I wanted to play chase, it's me who does the chasing" I snarked and Tristan giggled.
"So different," he said. Just then, Tristan's ringtone blasted.
"It's Jack. Let me talk to him for a bit," Tristan said. And before I walked out of the door, he said, "and I really like it Ty. You are, I don't know, different. Brilliant!" he said. I smiled and left. Josh and I had a long talk when we met up at home. I was right. He was livid!
Now it was time to deal with Beau, Jack, and whatever this cryptic text from Jordan Rose is about. <Can ICU when you get back? The iron is hot!>