"On one condition," Kyle said.
Elroy thought for sure Kyle would reject him again like the many times he'd rejected him in the past. "What condition?"
"Go take a hot shower and get Lev off our body," Kyle said. "Make sure you scrub your feet well. And put on clean socks before you get into bed."
Elroy jumped out of bed and ran to the bathroom. He took a hot shower, brushed his teeth, and put on clean white socks. By the time he came out of the bathroom, Kyle was in bed. He was on his side with the black comforter that had stars pulled up to his shoulders. Elroy climbed into bed and snuggled up beside him. He wrapped his arms around him and kissed the back of his neck. "That's not a sex kiss," he said. "That's just a goodnight kiss."
Kyle laughed and said, "Goodnight, Elroy."
Elroy snuggled up closer and held him tighter. "I can't guarantee I won't get wood tonight." He felt his dick getting harder.
Kyle patted his leg and said, "But I can guarantee you won't do anything with it."
"How can you be so sure?" Elroy asked. His dick was rock hard and pressed up against Kyle's ass.
"Because I'm not like the other people you've been with," Kyle said. "I'm not the married man, I'm not the guys you meet at clubs, I'm not the guys you cruise at those places you go to, and I'm not Lev Godwin begging to suck your toes. That's how I know for sure."
"I see."
"Go to sleep, Elroy."
Elroy took a quick breath. "You smell good. What cologne is that?"
"I don't wear cologne," said Kyle.
"Do you still love me?"
Kyle reached for Elroy's hand and held it. "I'll let you know tomorrow."
That was good enough for Elroy. It was before eleven o'clock and he hadn't gone to bed this early since he'd been a child. But he knew he wouldn't have trouble sleeping that night, not as long as Kyle was in his arms.
Chapter Seventeen
"Let's get out of here this weekend," Elroy said. "I'm bored." "It's Thanksgiving," Kyle said. He was in his bed, wearing the same old gray sweatsuit, playing a game on his phone. He didn't even bother to look up.
Although Elroy had plans for Thanksgiving with his extended family, the thought of spending the entire weekend at the family home made him nauseous. There wasn't enough weed on Earth to get him through four days with Aunt Hilda, Uncle Fred, and those two ridiculous teenage cousins, Delbert and Oliver. These relatives didn't live on the estate; they only visited on holidays and it had become family tradition for them to be there every Christmas and Thanksgiving. Elroy's mother and father had started this tradition years earlier, and now that they were both gone his relatives wanted to continue it for reasons that passed him by. Elroy owned the estate and they all worked for him. He didn't speak to them more than once or twice a year. He could have told them not to come, but they always seemed so excited about sucking up to him and spending the weekend on the estate, he didn't have the heart to say no.
Elroy crossed to Kyle's bed and sat down. "So what? Just because it's Thanksgiving doesn't mean we can't do something fun. We're young, dumb, and full of come. We should be exploring life, not sitting around eating dry turkey and too many carbs." This idea had popped into his head earlier that morning.
Kyle put the phone down and sent him a blank expression. "You said you had plans. You said you were going home to spend the weekend with family."
Elroy looked up at the ceiling and shook his hands over his head. "If I have to spend the entire weekend with that bunch, I'll lose my mind. Seriously. You don't know what they are like, dude. My aunt and uncle are always kissing up to me because they know my father left everything to me. And my cousins, Delbert and Oliver, bite their fingernails and stare at my dick. It's creepy, man. Don't make me do this." He got down on his hands and knees and started begging in an exaggerated way. "Please, please don't put me through this."
Kyle remained staid. "I told my mom and the stepdad I would be home this weekend."
Elroy noticed he wasn't totally opposed to going away for the weekend. "Just tell them you have a huge exam on Monday and you have to study. Tell them anything. Let's just get the fuck out of here and have some fun." Another reason he wanted to get away had to do with his ongoing relationship with Ricky, his married lover. He'd already informed Elroy they wouldn't see each other again until after Thanksgiving.
"But it's only Monday," Kyle said. "We have classes this week."
"Fuck them," Elroy said. "We're doing great. We can miss a few classes."
"Where are we going?" Kyle asked.