Chapter 16

16

Colin

E ven though it's been a few days, I can't stop thinking about what it felt like to fuck Ash, to be inside him, feel the tight, hot grip of his ass as my cock slid in and out of him. I get hard just thinking about it, so I slip my hand down my shorts and give my dick a couple of squeezes. Frat Cat sees my hand move and immediately darts for my arm.

"Stop that," I tell him as he pounces around on my bed. "Daddy is busy."

Frat Cat jumps onto my chest and nuzzles my face, and okay, I can't be annoyed with him anymore.

"Why are you so cute? I can't stay mad at you. Hey, maybe that's why I can't stay mad at Ash either."

I lie there with Frat Cat, giving him some love. I had school earlier, then did a couple of hours' shift at the law firm. Homework is next on my list, but instead I'm thinking about Ash.

About fucking him .

About the high we felt with the door open.

About the way he nearly shot to the moon when Dax came in and started watching.

I mean, I did too. I wouldn't have thought of doing any of these things before, but they're an incredible rush. I like someone's eyes on me or knowing they could interrupt at any second, but more than that, I love what it does to Ash. Love being the one to give him pleasure and allowing him to explore this hidden desire of his. Seeing the bliss wash across his face and knowing it's happening because of what I'm giving him in more ways than just physically. I've fucked a lot of people, but none made me feel like I was skyrocketed to a whole new universe, simply because of how turned on they got about the situation.

As great as it is, part of me feels it's not enough. I want more, want to give him more, want to make every one of Ash's fantasies come true, even ones he doesn't know about…aaaaaaand, there goes my dick again.

I set Frat Cat beside me and roll to my belly, grabbing my laptop. I have no idea what I'm going to search: How to turn your stepbrother on even more? How to bang your stepbro's brains out?

I settle on exhibitionism, which gives me all the shit I already know, but it's interesting reading about other people who get off on it and why. Not that you need a reason for any kink, but it looks like my little perv's hobby isn't quite as rare as I thought.

I google exhibitionism in Peachtree Springs .

Random links pop up, most of which don't help me at all, and I'm about to close my search when I see PeachFlex.

Frat Cat chews on my T-shirt while I click. It's a local bathhouse, and honestly, I didn't even know we had bathhouses around here. I would have assumed they would be reserved for the lucky people in cities like Atlanta, but apparently, our college town is pretty fucking sex positive.

My eyes scan the pages—viewing rooms, steam rooms, hot tubs, and room rentals, which I assume is standard shit, but what the fuck do I know about this? It's not something I ever imagined myself doing, but I can't deny the way my boxer briefs feel tighter, the way my cock grows, heat flushing my prickling skin.

I think about the feel of Dax's eyes on us, of Ash's legs wrapped around me, eyes glazed over with lust when I told him how much it was all about him, how obsessed I am with his pleasure. And that was just with Dax in the room with us. What would it feel like to take him in front of a room full of people? For them to see what's mine? For Ash to make them all so fucking wild with need as they crave the hole that's wrapped around my cock? Or hell, I'd give him my ass too if that's what he wants. They can all be jealous of his beautiful dick pounding me.

A moan slips out just as the door opens. Frat Cat jumps off the bed and runs toward Ash, who cocks a brow when he sees the screen.

"Are you doing naughty things without me?" He picks up Frat Cat and closes the door. I know it's silly, but I love seeing him with our kitten, love that Ash only took him in because he knows how happy it makes me. That's what we do for each other.

"I'm planning naughty things I want to do with you. Come here."

He sits on the edge of the bed.

"I can't stop thinking about how hot the other night was…showing you off, making sure you know how much every-fucking-one wants you."

"Jesus, Col." He presses down on his bulge.

"It's true. I love the feel of touching you, of fucking you while everyone else admires you and wishes they were me." Because there's no doubt in my mind that's exactly what Dax was doing. He wanted to be inside Ash. And what that does for Ash…it gets me off more than anything else. His reaction, the way it stimulates him, makes me fucking feral.

"I feel like I might have corrupted you," Ash teases.

"Yeah, but do you regret it?"

"Not even a little bit."

I snicker, then nod to the screen. "Have you ever been?"

"No, but I hooked up with a guy who mentioned it. I guess it's not a huge shock that it's the same guy who told me about Manzturbate."

A guy that makes me growly, but if he'd never told Ash about the app, we wouldn't be doing this. And I really, really love doing this with him. "Would you want to go? Show all those men how good you are?"

"I'd be so fucking good." He climbs toward me, and I roll to my back, Ash straddling me. "Jesus, you're fucking hard." He grinds down against my dick.

"And you're not?" I cup his bulge. Sometimes being with him makes me feel like a whole new person, one who doesn't have to ever hold anything back. Who can explore new parts of myself, parts he shows me exist, and I never have to worry about being judged.

"Yeah," Ash says, "but I think I'll make you wait for it."

I immediately miss the weight of him when Ash plops down beside me.

I groan. "You're a cruel, cruel brother."

"The cruelest," he teases. "Now come on. Let's check this place out. I'm definitely interested in trying it. The other night with Dax was even better than the live streaming."

"And getting head at a gas station?" I pump my brows, and Ash chuckles.

"That too. Being the center of attention like that…"

I wrap an arm around him and nuzzle close. "Now imagine just as many, if not more, people than on the live stream, being in the same room with you…seeing your huge fucking load in person."

A tremor runs the length of him, radiating into me. I swear we're both vibrating with need.

"And knowing that I'm giving it to you…that they can look but can't touch… Hell, if you're anything like me, you haven't even wanted anyone else since we started this." Hooking up with anyone other than Ash isn't even a blip on my radar.

"No shit. You too?"

"How could I want anyone else when I have my little perv?"

His eyes nearly roll back at that, his reaction making my dick throb.

"I can't even enjoy swiping on Tinder anymore," Ash says, "because I'm so busy thinking about my stepbrother's dick. Think you broke your little perv."

"Oh, I broke you?"

"It's okay. I don't want to be fixed." Ash licks my lips, and I take his mouth again.

When we pull away, he's chuckling.

"What?" I ask.

"I have a feeling we missed a really important Step Don't. Pretty sure stepbros aren't supposed to kiss…and th ey're definitely not supposed to fuck."

"I think we might have to move those to the Step Dos column…or maybe make a new list for Step Musts."

A wicked smirk plays across Ash's lips. "I guess I should start thinking of naughty things to add to Step Musts."

We share another laugh, when my stomach growls.

"You eaten?" he asks.

"No, but I am a little cum-hungry."

"You're my cum monster is what you are. Come on. Let's go down and make dinner. Then maybe I'll feed you dessert when we get back up here."

"Can I have dessert first?"

"Come on, Col. You know I like to make you work for it." He heads for the door, and I lie there a moment, watching him go, with the biggest smile on my face, then adjust my erection and follow him downstairs.

Payton, Marty, and Lance are in the living room, with books and their laptops.

"You guys cooking?" Marty asks.

"Yep," I reply.

"I mean…I could use a break." He closes his laptop, followed by Payton and Lance, all of us going into the kitchen.

It's a group effort making spaghetti because that shit goes far.

"Where did you guys disappear to at the party the other night?" Lance asks.

Heat rises to my cheeks, my gaze darting to Ash. I might be slow on the uptake sometimes, but I'm figuring the best response here isn't fucking Ash in front of Dax .

"Colin and I were putting on a show for this guy Dax."

My eyeballs nearly pop out of my head, but Ash looks serious as ever. It's not that I care if anyone knows we're hooking up. I don't. And I know Ash well enough to know he has something up his sleeve.

"What do you mean, a show?" Marty asks.

Ash shrugs as if it's no big deal. "I was showing him some of the Frat Challenge stuff, and Colin was helping. We ended up showing him how the gym renovation was going too. The equipment's scattered all over, but Colin still managed to show off."

"You should have said something," Payton replies. "I would have come and lifted with you!"

"Colin lifted enough for all of us."

Damned if my dick doesn't stir again. The little shit is going to get it later.

"Don't let him fool you. Ash was showing all his skills. Dax was impressed with him."

"Well, not all my skills. I have some I haven't shared yet."

I bite back my laugh, but no one seems any the wiser.

"Dinner's done." I try to steer the subject in a safer direction, otherwise I might end up fucking Ash in front of the guys instead of anyone at the bathhouse.

I make Ash a plate first, just because I like doing things for him, then my own. We all end up at the table together, talking shit and eating.

"Did you see that the next movie in that superhero franchise you like is coming out?" Payton asks me.

"On Friday. Fuck yes. I want to see it."

"We should go," Ash replies, and I nod.

"We can do dinner first too. There's that hibachi restaurant you wanted to try that's by the theater."

Ash twists noodles around his fork, and it's much hotter than it should be. "And that ice cream place you like too."

There's a flutter in my chest. He knows it's my favorite.

"Aww. The two of you are so wholesome, planning your date," Lance teases.

"They aren't Troy and Atlas. They're not dating each other," Marty grumbles.

"But they are wholesome," Payton says. "I swear you two remind me of one of those old TV shows where everyone in the family is perfect and gets along great."

I suck spaghetti noodles the wrong way and start coughing. Ash pats my back.

Wholesome my ass. My nape prickles, a new wave of lust sweeping through me. I like knowing they see Ash and me as one thing, but really, he's my little pervy stepbro, and I can't wait until the next time I get to show him off for others.