27. Twenty-Seven
Twenty-Seven
Seth
I watch Ty, trying to predict his next move, but I was never that great at waiting, and having to do it with an erection makes it harder. I grab Ty’s hand, placing it on the bare skin just above my crotch. “You want to touch me, go for it,” I encourage him. He grabs the lube, putting a small amount on his hand before moving his grip to my dick. There’s no warning as Ty lowers his head and sucks me into his mouth. I groan, fighting the urge to come right here and now. It’s only been a handful of blowjobs, but damn, Ty is a natural. It only takes a handful of minutes before I’m on the edge, spilling my seed into his mouth.
Tyler pulls away, fiddling with his clothes as he redresses. “You don’t have to be in such a hurry,” I tell him with a laugh. “It’s your room.”
He sighs, walks over to his bed again, and lies down next to me. “Sorry, this is new to me. I’m not usually the type to cuddle afterward.”
“Not exactly my area of expertise, either. We’re figuring this out as we go. It doesn’t have to be awkward. We can watch a show or hang out playing video games. I really don’t care. It’s not like it matters if people see us being friendly. We are teammates after all. It makes sense that we might hang out together.” I don’t know if I’m trying to push for us being together or not now. I want to date Ty, but the added complication of his father is screwing everything up. I don’t want to hide our relationship. I want to be able to kiss him at practice or at the library without worrying someone will report it back to the dean. It’s been hard enough to encourage Ty to open up, and I don’t know if we’re going to make it through another hurdle like this. I thought the thing that would challenge our relationship would be the end of soccer or graduation. It’s not like we have a reason to see each other after the season is over, but I’m not ending this without a fight.
I wrap my arm around Ty and pull his body into mine. “Sorry, it’s just a lot to think about. I guess it doesn’t matter much after finals. I won’t need tutoring then and Father can’t use that card …” he trails off, but I get what he doesn’t say. His dad might not be able to use our relationship to get me fired from tutoring after the fact, but that doesn’t mean he won’t find another way to punish us for being together. He is the dean, after all. It’s not going to matter in the long haul, but I don’t like the idea of constantly looking over my shoulder in the meantime.
“It’ll be okay,” I tell him, but I’m not sure if those words are to calm Ty or my racing thoughts.
“You can’t stay here tonight,” Ty says as he runs his fingers slowly down my chest to my abs.
“You don’t seem very sure of yourself.”
“Someone might see you,” Ty reminds me as if I didn’t already think of that.
“We’re studying Biology,” I joke. “Today’s lesson is the reproductive organs.” Ty gives me a look instead of laughing. “Okay, yeah, I’ll admit that was on the cheesy side. Still, it’s not going to be that hard for us to sneak away. We just have to be careful about how we do this. No kissing or handholding in public. It can’t be that hard.”
Ty grabs my underwear from where they fell and hands it back to me. “Speaking of tutoring, maybe it’d be better if we met up in the library from now on. It’ll give us a way to prove to my dad that we’re just friends.”
“You think that will work?” I ask.
“It’ll have to. It’s better than not seeing you at all. We can always find a way to sneak you into my room later.”
“Fucking brat,” I tell him with a shake of my head. “Alright, so do we want to set up a schedule? Figure out when we meet up in the library and when I’ll meet you in your room.”
We hash out a plan, working out the details before long. Most of Ty’s classes are in the afternoon and occasionally during the weekend. My classes are mostly online and in the afternoon. It makes it easier to plan for early morning meetups. “I’ll see you in the morning at the library for our study date then?” I ask
“Yup, sounds like a plan.” He doesn’t look thrilled, but this close to finals, it’s important for us to study too. I’ve come too far to turn around now and take the loss. This is more than just a simple fuck. I’ve grown attached to him and I want more. Not just sex, but the kind of intimacy that comes from spending time together and going out on dates. I want to really get a chance to get to know Ty. I just need to show him I’m worth it, too.
Ty glances over his tablet to look at me as he moves his hand under the table. It goes to rest on my thigh as he smirks at me. I don’t know how much homework he’s getting done, but Ty is doing a great job of getting me all worked up. My dick tents my shorts in an obscene manner. There’s no way Ty could see my shorts and not know what I’m thinking. “Focus,” I whisper under my breath.
“Sorry,” Ty says, pulling his hand back. “Right, you were saying.”
It’s like flipping a switch as Ty goes right to looking at the textbook. He reads the paragraphs, flipping the pages to study a diagram. I don’t know how he does it; my brain is still somewhere else. It’s a good thing I’m not the one studying for this test. Of course, I do have my own classes to worry about. My grades are decent enough that I’m not worried, but that doesn’t mean I couldn’t use a bit of studying. Tutoring Ty and our whole friends-with-benefits-turned-dating thing has eaten up more of my life than I realized. Not that I mind. In a way, it’s actually nice. I don’t have to think about what I’m going to do when I’m not in class or on a soccer field. Most of all it’s laughable that either of us thought this could be casual. I look over at Ty, fighting the urge to push his hair out of his eyes as he leans over the tablet.
I thought for sure when his dad told me to break up with Ty that that would be it. Ty would listen to his father, and we’d be through. He skipped right over that consideration and was calling his dad an asshole for even suggesting he had some say in who Ty dates. I know it’s not as simple as we’re thinking, though. We’ve already been trying to be quiet, and it’s not working out great if he knew we were dating.
“What about your family?” Ty drums his pencil on the table, catching my attention.
“What? Sorry, I wasn’t paying attention.”
“You’re friends with my sister and now you’ve met my father. What about your family? You never seem to mention them.”
“Not much to say, I guess. My parents live in town, the same little two-bedroom house I grew up in. It’s not much, but they get by. Dad works at an auto shop and my mom is a kindergarten teacher. I’m an only child and even though I know my mom loves working with kids, she used to joke that I was more than enough for her.” She also worked summers and Dad took on extra hours to cover costs for soccer and other extra-curriculars. They did their best to provide what they could, and I appreciate it.
“Your mom is a teacher?” Ty bites his lip. “If I’d known that, I wouldn’t have made that joke the other day.”
“Nah, it’s fine,” I tell him with a laugh. “Trust me, I wasn’t thinking about my mom when you were asking how you could get a little extra credit.” I waggle my eyebrows at him, and Ty rolls his eyes at me.
“It’s too bad we’re being good,” he says with a quick glance around us. “I had this fantasy of us sneaking off to a dark corner of the library and sucking you off.”
My cock jumps at the offer, but I know it’s a bad idea. Even if it wasn’t for his dad, we could get caught and potentially get in trouble. No matter how hot that idea would be, it’s also incredibly risky. “Yeah, too bad.” I agree, but my mind is still thinking of ideas. “You staying at the frat house over winter break?”
“Probably, it beats the alternative of going home. What about you?”
“Think I’ll go home. Visit my family,” I answer with a shrug. “You should meet them. My mom would love it if I brought you home.”
“She won’t care? I mean, you’re out to your parents?”
“Kinda, I didn’t say it outright, but I might have mentioned having a boyfriend the last time we talked on the phone. I know they don’t care who I’m with as long as I’m happy. It’s up to you though. I understand if you don’t want to.”
“I’ll think about it. In the meantime, I think I’m gonna call it a day with studying. I need to get some dinner. I’ll see you later?” He stands up from his chair and instinctively I stand up too. I’m about to wrap my arm around him and pull him for a kiss before I remember I can’t.
“Uh, yeah. I’ll see you around,” I agree, shaking off the thought.