Bad Boy Billionaires 1 : The Ivy League Rake(55)
Before they left Vermont for Boston, Elroy and Jeremy did it again in a shed at the back end of the property. Neither of them took off their clothes this time because it was too cold. Jeremy grabbed Elroy by the neck and forced him over the tire of an old tractor. Then he pulled Elroy's pants down to his knees, pulled out another condom, and fucked him so hard there were black marks from the old tire all over the front of Elroy's jacket. Prior to this, Elroy had told everyone he was going out for a walk in the woods. Jeremy had told everyone he was going to the garage to work on the generator. When Elroy returned, he said he'd tripped and fallen on a tire and they all believed him.
The day they left Vermont, Elroy had a short talk with Jeremy. Enough was enough and he had to put an end to this. He cornered Jeremy in the family room while the rest of them were helping Kyle pack the car. "This is over," Elroy said. "It was fun while it lasted. But I'm done. If Kyle ever found out he'd never speak to either of us again."
"Why do you care so much about Kyle?" Jeremy asked. "He doesn't seem to give you the time of day."
Elroy shrugged. "I care about him, that's all." He didn't owe this man any explanation.
"You don't care about anyone but yourself and you know it," Jeremy said. "And we both know it takes a man like me to keep a man like you happy, not a pussy like Kyle. I know your needs."
Elroy thought about that for a moment. The part about Elroy not caring about anyone but himself was true, so he made no attempt to deny it. He simply smiled and said, "You're wrong about one thing. If there's one thing I care more about than myself, it's Kyle. And, just so it's clear, he's the only one I've ever felt that way about and I'm not going to hurt him."
"What if he finds out about us?"
"I didn't plan this with us," Elroy said. "I didn't know you were his stepbrother when we first met. If I had, nothing would have happened."
"You sound so sure of yourself," Jeremy said. He moved closer and tried to put his arms around Elroy. "I think something would have happened even if you knew I was Kyle's stepbrother."
To show him he meant business, Elroy grabbed his collar and yanked him forward. "That doesn't matter now. All that matters is that Kyle never find out about us. Do we understand each other?"
Jeremy seemed more than amused. He laughed and said, "We understand each other."
Elroy took a step back and said, "Kyle is the one thing I am sure of, Jeremy. Trust me. Nothing would have happened if I'd known you were his stepbrother. And that's not going to change. So be a good boy and make sure this never gets out. We both knew it would end anyway."
"You don't have to worry about me," Jeremy said. "I'm not a fag like you and Kyle. I don't want anyone knowing about it either."
Elroy laughed at that response. "Good."
Jeremy made one more attempt to hold him, but Elroy grabbed his wrists and said, "It's not going to happen, not now or ever again."
Chapter Twenty-One
On the way back to Boston, Kyle returned to his normal pattern of talking too much. But this time Elroy didn't mind, because Kyle seemed more focused on asking questions and he tended to answer himself without even consulting Elroy. Maybe all that silence had been building up through Christmas and he needed to get it all out in the car.
Kyle would sigh aloud and exhale, then would say, "How do you think my family handled having us both there this Christmas? Do you think it felt creepy?"
Before Elroy could reply, Kyle would answer aloud. "I think it was awkward for everyone. It's clear they aren't comfortable with gay people. At least it wasn't a complete train wreck, though. Babe is just an idiot, the kids don't really understand, and my mom seems to be struggling with me being gay to the point of not discussing it ever. I don't think she said more than ten words to you the entire time we were there. I didn't speak much to her. But I think Oscar seems to be accepting it better than anyone. He surprised me. And Jeremy seemed to be on his best behavior. He was so quiet I almost didn't recognize him."
When Elroy would open his mouth to speak, Kyle would continue on as if he were alone in the car. This didn't bother Elroy. He nodded in agreement, he smiled a lot, and he sometimes he even tuned Kyle out. On one long empty thirty-mile stretch between Vermont and Boston, Elroy went into some kind of altered state and didn't remember anything Kyle said at all. When he realized he had driven more than an hour and was almost back in Boston, he didn't know how he'd arrived at that point. It felt as if he'd been driving in a hypnotic trance, listening to the soothing hum of Kyle's familiar voice.