Chapter Eleven

CHAPTER ELEVEN

Colby

C olby woke up naked in bed with another man.

With Vince.

After Vince had rolled on top of him the night before, they'd kissed and laughed and touched. Eventually, they'd ended up naked, Vince rutting against him like he'd done in the bar restroom, only this time lying in bed. He never would have considered that just dry-humping a guy, feeling another dick against his own, could feel so incredible, but it had. So far, he was a fan.

"What's the plan today?" Vince asked, groaning as he stretched beside him. The blanket covered his cock, but judging by the lump, he was hard. Colby turned toward him, studying his muscular chest, the muscles beneath his warm brown skin, and it made Colby's cock fill too.

"We could do more exploring. I haven't been to the Biltmore since I was a kid. And it's a must for people who've never been to Asheville."

"Then we'll start there. After breakfast." Vince rolled out of bed, casually strolling naked toward the bathroom, his hard cock bobbing as he went. Again, Colby's dick pulsed with need. There was no doubting his queerness at this point, and like last night, he settled into bisexual. It's what he knew and what made sense.

Colby climbed out of bed. He heard the shower, and peeked into the bathroom just as Vince was about to pull the curtain back and get in.

"I'll go over to my room and get ready too," he told Vince.

Dark brows waggled at him. "Or you can save water and shower with me."

"That would make sense. Why run two showers when we can run one? Plus…we're friends who hook up now. Showering together fits in that."

"It does," Vince agreed.

"We're idiots." Colby smirked, then followed Vince in. The shower wasn't huge, not much space between them, but they made it work to bathe together…he was naked and washing himself with a man. He was in the shower with a man he'd slept naked with and dry-humped like a horny teenager.

Colby chuckled.

"What's so funny?" Vince asked.

"This. Us. Just laughing at the whole situation and wondering how we got here."

Vince looked at him, gaze serious. "Do you regret here?"

"No. Fuck no. Other than the fact that you're hogging the spray." Colby playfully nudged Vince out of the way so he could stand under the water.

Here was fun.

Here felt different.

Here made him smile and laugh, and though here should maybe make him want to slow down because it was something he'd never experienced before, here somehow released some of the stress he felt.

He dipped his head under the water, then pulled back and shook himself so he splashed Vince, who laughed.

"It's like that, huh?"

"Oh, it's totally like that."

They wrestled around, both trying to dunk the other's head beneath the spray, until Colby's foot slipped and Vince had to catch him before he fell.

"Fuck. I'm sorry. That could have been bad. I'll be good now," Vince told him.

The thing was, Colby didn't want him to be good, but maybe it was smart when they were wet and in the shower.

They didn't play around anymore, just taking turns washing themselves and then getting out.

Colby went to his room to get dressed and brush his teeth since all his things were over there.

"Want to just hit the restaurant downstairs?" Vince stood in the doorway, holding the top part of the jamb and leaning forward, which made his muscles flex and constrict. The sight made heat zip up Colby's spine. Oh yeah. He was definitely attracted to Vince.

"Hmm?" he asked, losing his train of thought.

"Breakfast. Do you want to eat at the restaurant here?"

"Yep. Sounds like a plan." He turned away to finish getting ready.

"You were checking me out, weren't you?" Vince asked playfully.

Colby tugged his shirt on. "I was doing no such thing."

"I think you were. You can't keep your eyes off my body. Want me to flex for you?" He let go of the doorjamb, held his arms out, and tightened his muscles.

Shaking his head while trying not to smile, Colby said, "I thought you were going to flex for me?"

"Oh, I see how you are. You think you got jokes this morning." He came over and wrapped his arms around Colby, holding his down. "Bet you feel my muscles now. You can't even break free."

"Maybe I don't want to break free," Colby admitted. If Vince was going to flirt with him, Colby would flirt right back. Apparently, that was a thing they were doing with each other now, and he couldn't pretend he didn't enjoy it. Why was everything he did with Vince more fun than it was doing it with anyone else?

"Wow…that was good. You win this round." Vince pressed his lips against Colby's, not slipping his tongue inside but giving him kiss after kiss, sensual enough to make his toes curl. Too soon for Colby's liking, Vince swatted his ass and pulled away. "Breakfast now, more hooking up later."

Colby snickered, grabbing his cell phone and wallet from the mattress. "That sounds good to me."

There was a buffet breakfast at the hotel, so they both chose that rather than picking an item off the menu. When they were finished, they took Colby's truck to the Biltmore.

"It says this is the largest home in the United States," Vince said, clearly googling it as they pulled down the long, tree-lined road toward the parking.

"Yeah, it's incredible. The grounds too. I remember the first time I saw it as a kid. It felt like it was bigger than the whole damn world."

"If you could go anywhere, where would you go?" Vince asked, and…hell, Colby wasn't sure. Where the fuck would he want to go? And the truth was, he could. It wasn't like he couldn't take a vacation somewhere or like he'd never been on one with his family. But he'd never chosen a place that interested him and gone for no reason.

"I don't know."

"I don't accept that answer."

Colby chuckled. "You don't, huh?"

"Nope. Pick a place, any place."

Colby pulled into a parking spot. They were in the Blue Ridge mountains, thick trees on the edge of the parking lot. "I've never gone out of the country. It's probably cliché, but I'd love to go to Europe. I feel like there's so much to see there."

Vince leaned over the seat and nudged Colby with his arm. "Then we'll go one day."

He rolled his eyes. "We can't go to Europe."

"Why not?"

"Because…" Well, shit, why couldn't he go to Europe if he wanted to? Why had he never just fucking gone if it was something he wanted? Colby wasn't afraid to do it alone, he just…never really took the time to do the things that interested him. "I don't know," he admitted. "We're going to go to Europe?" His pulse jumped excitedly. The thought of just taking off for a vacation like that made him shift, unable to keep still but not wanting to get too hopeful about this. But then, even if Vince didn't want to go, Colby could. He should. And maybe he would. He just liked the idea of going with Vince more. In that moment, he wanted to pretend they didn't have any responsibilities and could just go where they wanted, when they wanted.

"Well, not tomorrow," Vince said, "but fuck yes. I love travel. I'll go anywhere you want. We can plan for next summer."

Was it silly that Colby liked the idea of Vince still planning to live in Harmony next summer? Actually, that didn't mean Vince didn't expect to move; maybe he did, but regardless, he still planned to be close to Colby. "Okay."

"I'm serious, babe. We're going to fucking Europe. You can drink beer there too, but I bet yours is better." He winked before opening the truck door.

"Laying it on a little thick, aren't you?"

"Eh, that's kinda my thing. I like to make you feel good."

Him. Vince didn't say he liked to make people feel good. He said he liked to make Colby feel good. Like Colby was different than others to Vince. It was a reminder that their friendship meant as much to Vince as it did to him. "I like it too."

"When I make you feel good?"

They chuckled, heading toward the bus that would take them to the entrance. "No, smartass. Making you feel good."

"I guess that's why this works for both of us," Vince replied.

Yeah, yeah it did. Colby could explore himself or anything else he wanted with Vince—from Europe to orgasms to beer. It might not be romantic between them, but it was the best relationship Colby had ever had.