Chapter 7

7

Ryeson

“ S orry,” I say, opening the door. “We took a quick study break and went for a swim in the pool. Come on in.” I step to the side for him.

I need to get my shit together. I can hear the shakiness in my voice. “So, how was detention?” I ask, trying to calm down and act casual.

“Man, Mrs. B is such a bitch.” He shakes his head. “She held me for an extra hour because I rolled my eyes at her.”

My heart is racing a mile a minute, but I don’t think he picked up on what was happening out back. He’d be the first person to call us out on it. But shit, that was close. Too fucking close.

If we’d been caught, everyone would be hearing about it. Brennon has one of the biggest mouths and can’t keep a secret for shit. And if the girls got wind of it, that shit would be going viral on TikTok by the end of the day. The last thing I want is to show up to college next year and my new teammates are already trying to hide their dicks from me in fear that I’m checking them out. I’m not gay.

Really? Then why the fuck did you just stroke your friend off and come harder than you ever have before?

“Dude, that sucks,” I say, shaking the thought and grabbing a bottle of water from the fridge. “You need anything to drink or eat?” I hold one out for him.

“Hell yeah. I’m starved. You want to order pizza? I could go for a large with extra sausage.”

I almost choke on my drink. Baylor’s cock is one hell of a large sausage. Fuck. I don’t know why I can’t keep my hands off his dick. That’s twice now. Although today, I can’t lay claim to it being the adrenaline that spurred my actions. I was staring at his dick and desperately wanted to get my hands on it again. And when the opportunity arose, I pounced.

“Yeah, I’m good with pizza. Let me get my phone and check to see what Bay wants.”

“Hey, man!” Baylor comes walking into the kitchen right on cue, as if he was listening from the hall to find out what Brennon overheard. He’s got his bag on his shoulder like he’s getting ready to head out.

“We’re ordering pizza,” I tell him. “What do you want on yours?”

He shakes his head. “Nah. I’m good. I need to get home for dinner. I promised my mom.”

That’s bullshit. We were planning to study together all night. I honestly had forgotten I’d even invited Brennon over. But I think Baylor’s freaked we nearly got caught and that’s why he’s taking off. It’s probably good that he’s leaving because I’m not sure I can concentrate on chemistry with him in the room. I don’t know what the fuck is happening between us. I’ve never questioned who I am or what my sexuality is. I’ve always been attracted to girls, but damn…after what just went down…

No. No fucking way. I’m not going there.

“Well, tell your mom hi for me.” I say, hearing the damn tension in my voice. I storm from the room in search of my phone and some fresh air. I’m debating whether I should text him that this is never going to happen again. But I really don’t want to make it like it’s a thing. It happened. It’s over. And we just need to move the fuck on.

I pull up my pizza app and start placing the order, heading back out to the kitchen. Brennon’s on his phone texting away, and I’m guessing from the smile on his face that it’s his girlfriend he’s chatting with.

“Pizza is ordered. It will be here in twenty.”

“Sweet,” he says, looking up from his phone. “Just shooting my girl a text. She’s worried about Friday. I think she’s trying to back out of going to the party with me since she won’t know anyone there. She’s really shy, man.”

That’s kind of crazy because Brennon is the exact opposite. He’s one of the most outgoing guys I know, always game for anything. Guess it’s true that opposites attract.

“Hey!” He perks up. “Any chance you’d be up for a double date? That way Willow could invite one of her friends along.”

Usually I’d say hell no, but after tonight, I think it’s a great idea. I need to get my shit straight. Literally.

“Yeah, I’m down.”

He immediately starts texting with her, and I grab some paper plates and some chips, joining him at the counter. My mind is running a mile a minute. Everything replaying like a live video feed. I’m the one who made the move on Baylor. I was sitting there staring at his dick, and I came up with the bet. Then I jerked us both off. Fuck, it was so hot. But I shouldn’t be getting off on that shit. He’s my best fucking friend. Not to mention, a GUY.

“She just said her cousin Tierney agreed, so they’re in.”

Fan-fucking-tastic. I know nothing about this girl, but I’m hoping she’s nice and hot. Liking video games would be a bonus. Into some type of sport would be cool. Smart, confident, likes to laugh. And I’m definitely hoping she’s up for fooling around so I can fill my tank and reset my nerves. It’s probably just because it’s been so long. Nothing more.

But the doubt is creeping in and making my stomach twist.