Dare You To(13)

 

And then they stood there, dicks out, looking at each other, come dripping down Austin's stomach and Dare's hand. For the first time in six years, he didn't know what to say to Dare, and he knew Dare didn't know what to say to him either.

 

Even worse than that, there was a part of Austin, peeking out from a hidden spot that he hadn't known was there, that didn't want this to be a one-shot thing. A part of him that wanted to do this again.

 

 

 

 

 

CHAPTER SEVEN

 

 

 

 

 

"I-" Austin started, but Dare held up a hand to stop him.

 

"Think we could clean up the jizz before we talk? I like come as much as the next guy, but I gotta tell you, it's going to distract me if we don't at least put our dicks away. You'll be trying to talk, and I'll be trying to play swords. It'll be a disaster."

 

It had been his intention to make Austin laugh, but it didn't work, and honestly, he'd known it wouldn't work. They'd just crossed a line in their friendship, and there was no way Austin would let it go without a talk.

 

"Use the hall bathroom. I'll use the one in my room. Give me a second to grab you some clothes," Austin replied.

 

Dare opened his mouth to tell Austin he would go home and come right back, but the green lasers Austin shot at him told him just to listen. The man really was getting bossy lately.

 

Dare headed to the bathroom. The second Austin tossed him a pair of sweats, he closed the door and leaned against it. Honestly? He couldn't care less about the fact that their dicks had been out and they were messy. Messy sex was good sex in his mind, but the truth was, he'd needed a minute to get himself under control.

 

He'd just blown Austin. He'd jerked them off together. Seen the way he closed his eyes tightly, small wrinkles forming around them before he'd come. Seen the look in his eyes when Dare told Austin to open them.

 

Dare had never had any kind of sexual encounter with anyone he cared about before. He tried not to care about too many people at all, but Austin had not only found his way inside, but now they'd crossed another line and Dare didn't know how he felt about it.

 

 

 

        

          

        

         

 

Okay, so that was a lie. His dick liked it a lot. His dick actually wanted to know what it felt like in Austin's mouth too, or even better, how hot and tight it would be to be buried balls deep in his ass.

 

He was trying not to think with his dick, though. He needed to use his brain because this wasn't just anyone. This was Austin. The guy who got him to read Harry Potter, even though he didn't know it. The man who watched movies with him every week. It didn't matter that he canceled dates with other people for work, or to relax with a book, when it came to their Sunday nights, Austin never missed a date. He'd never had anyone in his life who made him feel important the way Austin did. He'd never known what it was like to be a priority for someone, to have a person who wanted to spend time with him, and not because he was a good fuck, or because he knew how to have a good time … just because he was him. Dare.

 

He was scared to death of losing that … of fucking up … of hurting Austin … of getting hurt himself.

 

Dare shoved away from the door and turned on the faucet. He washed the dried come off his hands, wiped himself off, and then put on the sweats, minus a T-shirt, that Austin had given him. It was too warm to wear them, but he figured that was likely the only thing Austin had that would fit him.

 

Once he finished, he left for the living room knowing what he had to do. Things were perfect the way they'd always been. The coming made things more fun, but he wouldn't risk Austin for an orgasm. He could get those anywhere, even his own hand.

 

Austin stood in the kitchen, which was right off of the living room. He had on another T-shirt and a pair of shorts, and Dare found himself missing his skin-freckles and skin that had tasted a whole lot better than all right.

 

His phone made a noise. Austin picked it up from the counter and began typing a message. Dare's body temperature shot up about a hundred degrees. Was he really going to message his trick? Who was this guy and what did he do with Austin? "One blowjob wasn't enough, huh? You're really going to meet that guy? Hell, maybe he'd be down for a threesome-oh, never mind, I don't want to interrupt."

 

His steps were heavy as he went for the door. Okay, so he might've been overreacting. He was throwing a tantrum; he knew that but couldn't seem to control it either.

 

Austin's eyes narrowed and his jaw ticked. "I was just letting him know that I was sorry I didn't make it. I told him something came up, but he called me a piece-of-shit tease, if that makes you feel any better."