Chapter 12

12

Colin

A quiet voice in the back of my head tells me this shouldn't be as hot as it is, that we shouldn't be doing this where everyone can see us, but then a tingle lands at my nape and my cock pulses and throbs because holy fuck, part of what makes this so hot is the fact that everyone can see…which gets Ash hotter, which gets me hotter in return.

"So fucking good. I could get addicted to this." I run my tongue over his abs again, hoping to find some cum I missed, wanting to savor the taste of his pleasure, have it tantalize my taste buds for as long as fucking possible. "Here we go." I swipe my tongue over the only spot I missed, the salty taste going straight to my head, while also making my cock throb with need.

"You want me to feed you a load every day? Gotta get your protein to keep those muscles." He squeezes my biceps. "Or maybe I'll save it for when you're good."

Goose bumps race down my arms. Movement and noise from outside the car snags Ash's attention, making lust flash in his eyes, which somehow lands right in my balls.

"You better hurry up and come, Col. We could get caught any second. Someone could walk over and see that you just ate a load out of your brother's balls."

Is it too much that I feel a little feral for him? That I want more of his jizz, want everyone to know I sucked it out of him. "Hell yeah. I'm gonna come all over you, and later, you better make another load just for me."

The muscles in his arms tense like he has to hold himself back from devouring me. I push up onto my knees a little more, shove my pants and underwear down, trying to get into position without my bare ass being up against the window.

I've never been so hard in my life or my nuts so full. I swear I feel like I'm almost blinded with my need for him. All those guys who annoyed me online? I almost feel like them, frenzied in my desire for Ash, but the difference is I know him. He's…mine. In some ways Ash has always been mine.

"Let me see you shoot, Col. I wanna see you stroke that thick cock."

"Fuck yes." I spit in my hand, wrap it around myself, and tug. I'm leaking so much precum and that, along with my saliva, makes it a pretty easy slide.

Ash's intense gaze is on me, his irises bursts of gold, brown, and green, like stars orbiting black holes. I've seen these eyes so many times, but they've never had the power to cast a spell on me with one determined look.

I search around to make sure no one is close, but then give him my attention. He is…fuck, he's so goddamn hot—dark hair swept over his forehead, firm, sexy body, pecs I want to bite and taste.

"Shoot on me. Let me see how much you want me. Let me feel the hot splash of your cum on my skin."

For a moment I feel like I'm deprived of oxygen. I get dizzy, orgasm teetering on the edge, but then it has been since my first taste of Ash's cock. I'm going to be a goddamned fiend for it from now on.

The thought of it shoots straight to my balls, nuts drawing high, vision blurring while I'm swept under a surge of pleasure that makes me feel like I'm shattering apart. "Oh fuck!" I say as the first spurt hits his thigh. Another one, then a third swiftly follow, painting Ash's pretty skin with the proof of what he does for me.

"No one has ever made you shoot that hard."

"No." I shake my head. "Fuck. I'm dead. I don't even know if I can get dressed." I collapse onto the seat beside him, one of Ash's legs behind me. "Is it possible to come so hard you die? If anyone can make me do it, it's you."

Ash chuckles, but I'm serious, and I do think part of it is because of our bond. There's this connection that twines me and Ash together on this level I don't think anyone would understand, that I don't think is possible with anyone other than us.

"Well, I hardly think it's fair that you got to taste me and I didn't get to taste you. Let me taste you, Col."

My dick twitches again already as I scoop cum onto my finger and bring it to his lips. Ash sucks it into his mouth. I do it again, and let me just say…seeing him eat my jizz off my fingers is hands down one of the sexiest things I've ever seen in my life.

"All clean," I say, grabbing his clothes and handing them to him. He has to move so he's facing the front. We're quiet as we get dressed, and I can't help wondering what he's thinking. Does Ash regret it? But no, not a part of me thinks he does. I know him too well, know us, and while yes, this was a really big deal and we might need to work through it, neither of us will regret it.

Just as he finishes pulling his pants up, a car pulls in beside us. He lets out a soft moan.

"You wish we got caught!" I say, cluing in.

"After everything that's happened recently, this surprises you why?"

He has a point. "You're right. My mistake. I'm not surprised at all."

"Makes you hot too."

I push down on my already swelling cock. "Sometimes it's not easy having someone know me so well. You're still gonna drive, right?"

"I was thinking you might want to drive," Ash replies.

"I mean, I'm game. I have a whole extra year of experience, so you need to try and catch up."

A few hours ago we both wanted to drive to our parents' house, and now post-orgasm, neither of us does. We burst into laughter, the way we always do with each other, the way we only do with each other.

"I'll drive," Ash says. "Gotta reward my big bro for being so good for me."

My skin tingles. "Yes. That. More of that, please."

We get out of the car and climb back into the front, where I take a blissful nap.

"Wake up, sleepyhead." Ash brushes the back of his hand against my cheek, making my eyes flutter open.

"Oh, are we home already? Sorry, I was sleeping so fucking good."

"Asshole." He winks.

"Don't be jealous that I got a post-nut nap and you didn't. I think we should do this more often—find some random place to get off, and then you can drive me around afterward while I sleep."

"Yeah, and maybe I'll kick you out of the car next time." We get out and meet at the front of the vehicle. "I love that we can joke about what we did," Ash admits.

My heart does this strange stumbling thing. "Me too. I also really, really like what we did."

Ash leans against the hood. "Did you like it for you or more for me?"

I ponder his question. I can see why he'd ask. So many of my thoughts have always circled around Ash. "I liked it because of both of us. It's hot. You're hot. I keep wanting more of you. I think you're underestimating the effect you've had on me since I watched you jerk off. Doing it where we could get caught gave it an extra layer of naughtiness, and while I might not have known this about myself before, I really get off on it. But I must admit that a part of me gets off on it more because I know what it does to you. You're my new sexual fantasy."

Ash laughs, nudges me with his arm, then leans his head on my shoulder. "I felt like I could get you to do anything I wanted today. Like there's nothing you won't do to make me feel good, and that's an incredible rush."

"That's because there isn't anything I wouldn't do to make you feel good. I guess it's a good thing we both get off on that."

"I guess so."

We're quiet for a moment, resting against the car, when I hear a soft meow .

"Do you hear that?" I move toward the bushes at the side of the frat, Ash right behind me.

Meow. A soft, broken sound .

"It's tiny," Ash says while I get on my knees and crawl under the bushes, where I find an orange kitten tucked inside. It tries to hiss when I wrap my hand around it, baby kitten paws scratching at me.

"Shh. It's okay. I got you." I pull him close to my chest. Ash kneels beside me.

The kitty is dirty, too skinny, and he's got goop around his eyes. It's a fighter, though, tearing up my hands as I hold on to it.

"It doesn't look good, Col."

Fuck. Hearing that is like he drop-kicked my stomach, though all it takes is looking at the kitten to know that.

I've always had a thing for animals. I can't say how many times I've brought home a stray or injured one. Most of the time, Dad and Lauren didn't let me keep them. I could nurse them back to health, or we would bring them to the vet and they'd pay for them to get taken care of, and then I'd never see it again.

"I think he's alone. I need to check if there are any others." I try to still hold him while bending down to look, but Ash stops me.

"I'll look for others. You just take care of him."

I love that he doesn't treat me like I'm silly, that he doesn't mind getting messy and climbing into bushes to look for stray kittens for me.

"Shh," I tell the kitty again while Ash looks .

"There's nothing else here. I even did a bug sweep." I know he says the last part to make me smile, and it works.

"I can't believe I didn't make you do that first."

"Yeah, well, you're all heart, so it makes sense that when you heard something in need, you forgot about yourself."

Meow.

He doesn't fight as much this time, just curls against my chest.

Ash sighs. "Come on. I'll drive you to the emergency vet."

"Thank you. Frat Cat says thank you too."

"Oh fuck. You already named him?"

"Of course I did."

We head back to the car, Ash in the driver's seat while I hold the kitten.

"Don't get too attached, Col. You don't know what might be wrong with him."

"Too late." I rub the kitten's belly.

"Jesus, Col. What am I going to do with you?"

"I can think of some really dirty ideas, but Frat Cat is too young to hear that kind of talk."

Ash chuckles. "We're keeping that cat, aren't we?"

I smile at his use of we . That if I'm doing this, Ash will do it with me because we're always there for each other.

"Methinks you already know the answer to that. I'll blow you again later to say thanks."

He cocks a brow. "You'll blow me again because you like swallowing my load."

"That too. It's fucking delicious."

Ash groans, pressing his hand against his cock.

"No getting hard around Frat Cat."

"Then we're definitely not keeping that cat."

Good point. "Okay, we can get hard around him. I changed my mind."

We have to sit in the waiting room at the emergency vet for two hours before they see us, and Ash doesn't complain once. Frat Cat has an eye infection and is malnourished, but other than that, he seems healthy. They still want to keep him overnight to give him IV fluids and medication.

"Will you be keeping him?" the vet tech asks.

"Yeah, he's ours," Ash says, and I beam at his response.

"You have two new daddies!" I tell Frat Cat. "We'll come back for you tomorrow."

"How long have you two been together?" she asks, and I freeze. I'm figuring now isn't the right time to say we're stepbrothers. Maybe calling us his daddies wasn't the best choice of words.

"Oh, we're not. We're…" What are we? I want to say everything .

"It's new," Ash sweeps in and saves me. Right. Not like I have to give her any details.

I bend over the table, getting close to the kitten. "We'll come get you soon. I promise we're not abandoning you."

When I glance at Ash, he's smiling.

They charge me way too much money for today, but I pay it because Frat Cat is worth it. As soon as we're in the car, Ash asks, "To the store for kitten supplies?"

It's late, and I love that he doesn't try to put it off. He knows I wouldn't have the patience. This time it's my turn to grin at him. "You know me so well."