Epilogue
Eight months later….
“Hey. Has Paulie been acting weird?” I ask Colton as I slide into our queen-size bed and shuffle right over to him.
We graduated two months ago, and I moved out of the apartment I shared with Paulie and into the small loft Colton bought with his inheritance.
As soon as he signed on to a professional men’s soccer team, he started looking at places near his club.
And within a few weeks, he found the perfect one.
I feel like a bit of a freeloader, living here rent-free, but he assures me he doesn’t mind.
All he wants is me. And I provide him with a lot of things—including my ass.
I do work, and I pay for everything I possibly can, but at the moment, I make nothing compared to what he’s bringing in.
But he never makes me feel bad about it.
I think he likes providing for me.
Colton peers over at me, his hand reaching out to link with mine.
“I haven’t noticed anything. Maybe he’s just upset that you moved out?”
“No, he’s happy for us. He said so. He just seems…sneaky.”
“Well, we are seeing him and your family this weekend, so maybe you can ask him face-to-face what’s going on then?”
“Yeah,” I say, worrying my bottom lip. Colton turns over onto his side and drags me close to him.
Our bodies are flush together, my leg hooked over his, my hand moving into his hair.
He sighs happily, and after a few minutes of just staring at each other, our lips meet in a sweet kiss that turns sultry in seconds.
Despite being together for almost a year, nothing much has changed on this front.
I’m still as eager for his mouth, cock, and body as before.
For a time, I worried it would wear off, would become dull, but it hasn’t.
I love Colton.
He’s mine and will be for as long as I can have him.
Which he assures me is forever.
And it seems he’s in this as well. We’ve talked about future plans, vacations to different countries, and even the idea of marriage. Every time he mentions that word, my heart thumps happily in my chest, and I feel warm all over.
To be officially his. Legally.
Fuck yes.
I’d do that in a heartbeat, especially because we don’t feel the need to hide who we are anymore.
We’re together. People accept us as we are.
Even his new teammates don’t seem to mind the fact that he’s in a serious romantic relationship with a man.
He’s just that good on the field. He’s earned a lot of people’s respect.
He moans against me, and my mind slips back to the present, to Colton who is pushing me onto my back and straddling me, his hips grinding up against mine and making my dick thicken.
“How does this never get old?” he asks as he kisses his way down my neck. He bites and sucks as he goes, making me arch my hips up for more friction.
“I’m just that amazing,” I say, and Colton chuckles.
“You are. I love everything about you. But this body. My god.”
“Good thing I still play rugby and work out.”
“I’d love you even without all these muscles. But damn, you’re a work of art.”
He nips at my pec, and it flexes under his mouth. He moves to the other side and does the same, making me groan at the feel of him being rough with me, marking me.
“I’m gonna suck your dick,” he says as he peels my pajama pants down my legs.
“Only if I can suck yours,” I reply. “Feed it to me.”
He chucks my pants across the room and then kicks his shorts off, his cock hard and ready. Mine is visibly leaking.
“Always eager for it, ready for me to play with you. Such a tease,” he murmurs and then pulls my cock into the back of his throat.
He’s gotten so good at giving head over the past eight months.
He took his training very seriously. Now he can deep-throat without any issue.
Sometimes I worry he isn’t breathing when he does it, but he doesn’t seem to mind. He just goes harder.
My hands curl into his hair and tug.
He doesn’t let up, though, just keeps me in the back of his throat, before I pull him off of me entirely.
“No, not yet. I need you first.”
He looks up at me, his lips pressed against my cock. When he speaks, I can feel his lips move against me.
“Sixty-nine then?”
“Yeah,” I moan, and a few seconds later, his ass is hovering over my face. I drag him back slightly, taking his dick into my hand and slotting it at my mouth. When I pull him between my lips, he does the same to me, and our collective moans reverberate around the room.
My hands clutch his ass, finding his hole and playing with it while I suck. He likes that, being pegged while getting head. He’s not totally sold on anal, but I don’t mind taking it. I love being plowed enough for both of us.
His hips pump, making me gurgle and grunt around his hard length as it shuttles up and down my throat. It doesn’t take long for us to come. It’s sloppy, wet, and a complete mess, but when he flops down next to me, I just pull him into my chest and hold him tightly.
“That was amazing,” I say.
“Always is,” he agrees and then presses even closer.
“Let’s get some sleep. We have quite the drive tomorrow.”
“We can take some breaks on the way there.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right. Maybe we could stop for some road head on the way.”
That makes me laugh, and I reach down and pinch his ass. He lifts his head up and his eyes darken.
“Don’t play with me, Myles. I’m a horny boy.”
“You are. It’s a good thing I’m up for the challenge,” I rasp. He groans and kisses me for a long time, all tongue and teeth before grabbing the lube from the bedside table and opening me up for his cock. By the time we’re on the road the next day, my ass is sore and aching. So worth it.
So fucking worth it.
When we arrive at my mom’s house the next afternoon, my sisters are already there, snacking at the island and pouring copious amounts of wine into their tumblers. They got started without me, but I realize we’re pretty late. We pulled over twice to get each other off, so I guess I can’t be too mad.
My eyes land on my best friend, Paulie. He offers me a small wave and then glances away, trying to divert his gaze. It makes me frown.
What the fuck is going on with him?
“What’s up with you?” I whisper as I pull him into a hug.
“Nothing,” he replies as he slaps me on the back.
“Something is wrong. What is it?”
He shifts on his feet and peers over at Hailey, who is peeking at us through lowered eyelashes.
“Um…nothing’s wrong. We just, well, we wanted to wait for a better time…”
“Huh?”
He reaches out and nudges Hailey, who blushes.
“Wait, is something going on with you two?” I ask, excitement bubbling up inside of me.
“Maybe?”
“What? When?” I practically shout, making all conversation cease. All eyes are on me and Paulie, and his cheeks flush.
“Shit.”
“Sorry, I just…” I lower my voice. “Can you tell me now? Should we sneak away?”
Hailey rolls her eyes and then clears her throat. “No sneaking. It’s fine, Paulie,” she says and then pauses for a moment. We all hold our breath. “Paulie and I have an announcement.”
My mom gasps and holds her hand over her heart, making Hailey sigh.
“No, we aren’t secretly married, but we have been dating.
It’s new, but yeah. We’re a thing. A serious thing,” she adds, and my mom squeals so loudly my ears ring for an entire minute afterward.
But I don’t even care. Because my best friend and my sister are together.
That means eventual marriage and my best friend as my brother-in-law.
I mean, really, my sister would be stupid not to tie that guy down. She made the right choice.
“About fucking time!” Maya quips, and Desiree giggles in excitement.
“When did this happen?” I ask because my mother can’t. She’s tearing up and can’t quite form the questions I know she wants to ask.
“Just a few months ago,” Paulie says, rubbing the back of his neck. Hailey reaches out and drags him a little closer. His hand lands on her shoulder and then toys with her ear.
“What made you finally notice him?” Desiree asks, looking moonstruck. She’s hanging on every word.
“Look, I always thought he was cute, but I was in my own little world. I mean, he’s my twin’s best friend. I thought he was off-limits. It wasn’t until I saw how he handled the whole Myles and Colton situation that I realized how hot he was and how much I liked him.”
“Emotional intelligence is the sexiest thing,” Maya agrees.
“It really is. So I asked him on a date,” Hailey says with a grin. She peers up at Paulie, and he meets her gaze. I can see the adoration flowing between the two of them, the chemistry.
“I didn’t wanna say anything at first. Thought it was too good to be true,” Paulie admits, and Hailey presses her forehead into his side. “And I felt guilty for not telling you, Myles. Sorry for acting weird. Just didn’t wanna let it slip.”
“That’s my fault. I wanted to keep it secret for a while without you interfering assholes getting involved.”
My mom takes major offense at that. “We are not interfering! We are supportive. Right, Maya?”
“The best kind of supportive, if I do say so,” she says with a strong nod.
“Look, you can be interfering in a good way,” I interject, and Mom glowers at me.
“Well, I am who I am. You can’t change me, and I refuse to. So there.”
She pouts for half a second before her lips turn up and she bounces slightly. “This calls for a celebratory drink. I’ve been saving this wine for a special occasion. I was thinking the engagement of Myles and Colton, but now I think we should share it together. This is just too good to be true.”
“Mom, we aren’t engaged,” I murmur, and Colton leans over and whispers, “Not yet” in my ear, making me warm all over and jittery.
Can’t fucking wait.
My mom ignores me, just rustles around in a cabinet, and pulls out a bottle of wine.
“I got this from a client a few years back and couldn’t bring myself to drink it alone. Today seems like the perfect opportunity to share it with you all.”
She uncorks it and pours us each a small amount. When the bottle is empty, she glances around at all of us gathered together.
“That is four-hundred-dollar wine, so you better enjoy it.”
“What the fuck?” I mutter, not that Colton seems bothered by the price. I’m sure he’s had wine more expensive than this.
My mom lifts her cup, and her eyes twinkle.
“To my children and the partners they have in their lives. May your days be full of happiness and your nights be full of sex.” She pauses. “Or days too. Really, a healthy sex life is nothing to balk at.”
“Oh my god,” Hailey groans, and Paulie lets out a laugh.
“You sure you wanna be part of this family?” I ask him, my voice low and teasing.
Paulie grins at me. “Been waiting my whole life for this.”
And so have I.
Could anything be better than this?
I really doubt it.