me.”
I was pretty certain they would too. “We don’t need them, Peter.”
“You certainly don’t,” Flynn added.
We finished dinner and discussed various topics. After Peter told me the truth, he seemed relaxed. He was actually happy. We didn’t bring it up again and we didn’t discuss when he would tell our parents. We just enjoyed our time together, being a family. I didn’t have anyone of my own, but at least I had my brother. And with Flynn and my friends I made my new family. Maybe it was unorthodox and weird, but it made me happy. For the first time, I felt like my life was put back together. Everything was good. Everything was great.
After we said goodbye to my brother, we walked down the street hand in hand.
“Want to get a drink?” he asked.
“Why?”
“I want to get you all liquored up so I can take advantage of you.”
“You don’t need to get me drunk to accomplish that.”
He smirked. “But I like it when you’re drunk. You’re less inhibited.”
I was more relaxed when I was drunk. I did things in the bedroom I wouldn’t normally do. “Okay.”
We walked into Stellas then sat in the booth. Flynn ordered our drinks then put his arm over the back of my chair.
“I can’t believe my brother is gay.”
“You really had no idea?”
“No. I mean, I guess it makes sense in retrospect but I never would have suspected it.”
“I think it’s great,” Flynn said. “I can’t imagine how painful it would be to hide yourself from the world so long.”
“Yeah…”
“If I had to pretend to like boys, I would hate my life,” Flynn said. “Especially when I’m so strongly attracted to one woman…” He rubbed his nose against mine then sipped his whiskey.
I drank my wine then stared at Flynn. Sometimes I couldn’t believe he was real. Every guy I met was a total jerk, and it was hard to believe that this perfect man loved me as much as he said he did. He was always there for me, being the rock I’d been missing my whole life. Flynn was so lively and full of joy that it spread into my veins, becoming infectious. He was truly amazing, the perfect man for me. He had my whole heart and everything else.
“What?” he said, catching my look.
I smiled then looked away. “Nothing.”
“No, it was something. Now tell me.” He leaned close to me.
“I just love you. That’s all.”
“Well, if that’s what that look means, you can stare at me like that all you want.” He finished his whiskey then set the empty glass on the table. He pushed my glass closer to me. “Bottoms up.”
“You really want to get me drunk, huh?”
“Drunk sex is the best sex. You say funny things.”
“I do?” I asked, suddenly embarrassed.
“Oh yeah. Now drink.”
“You’re not doing a good job convincing me.”
“Drink it or I’ll take you in the men’s bathroom.”
“Again…not convincing me.”
He smirked then nibbled on my ear. “Come on. Finish it then I’ll get you another.”
I lifted the glass then drank the remaining liquid.
“Good girl.” He snatched the empty glasses then headed to the bar.
I stared at his backside and sighed in happiness. He was lean and limber but I loved his body. He was compatible to me. If I was with someone like Mike, I’d be afraid he would roll over in the middle of the night and squish me.
Flynn’s back muscles were lean and tight, and I could see them move through his shirt. He approached the bar and waited for the bartender to notice him.
Was this how the rest of my life would be? I’d be spending every night with Flynn, playfully bickering with him until we went to bed and made love. I’d be happy every single day until the sun finally set forever. That didn’t sound so bad. That’s exactly what I wanted.
In the midst of my pondering, I saw a dark-skinned woman approach him. Her slender neck and perfect curves caught my attention. Her eyes were deep like dusk, and her legs ran for days. Without seeing her before, I
I was pretty certain they would too. “We don’t need them, Peter.”
“You certainly don’t,” Flynn added.
We finished dinner and discussed various topics. After Peter told me the truth, he seemed relaxed. He was actually happy. We didn’t bring it up again and we didn’t discuss when he would tell our parents. We just enjoyed our time together, being a family. I didn’t have anyone of my own, but at least I had my brother. And with Flynn and my friends I made my new family. Maybe it was unorthodox and weird, but it made me happy. For the first time, I felt like my life was put back together. Everything was good. Everything was great.
After we said goodbye to my brother, we walked down the street hand in hand.
“Want to get a drink?” he asked.
“Why?”
“I want to get you all liquored up so I can take advantage of you.”
“You don’t need to get me drunk to accomplish that.”
He smirked. “But I like it when you’re drunk. You’re less inhibited.”
I was more relaxed when I was drunk. I did things in the bedroom I wouldn’t normally do. “Okay.”
We walked into Stellas then sat in the booth. Flynn ordered our drinks then put his arm over the back of my chair.
“I can’t believe my brother is gay.”
“You really had no idea?”
“No. I mean, I guess it makes sense in retrospect but I never would have suspected it.”
“I think it’s great,” Flynn said. “I can’t imagine how painful it would be to hide yourself from the world so long.”
“Yeah…”
“If I had to pretend to like boys, I would hate my life,” Flynn said. “Especially when I’m so strongly attracted to one woman…” He rubbed his nose against mine then sipped his whiskey.
I drank my wine then stared at Flynn. Sometimes I couldn’t believe he was real. Every guy I met was a total jerk, and it was hard to believe that this perfect man loved me as much as he said he did. He was always there for me, being the rock I’d been missing my whole life. Flynn was so lively and full of joy that it spread into my veins, becoming infectious. He was truly amazing, the perfect man for me. He had my whole heart and everything else.
“What?” he said, catching my look.
I smiled then looked away. “Nothing.”
“No, it was something. Now tell me.” He leaned close to me.
“I just love you. That’s all.”
“Well, if that’s what that look means, you can stare at me like that all you want.” He finished his whiskey then set the empty glass on the table. He pushed my glass closer to me. “Bottoms up.”
“You really want to get me drunk, huh?”
“Drunk sex is the best sex. You say funny things.”
“I do?” I asked, suddenly embarrassed.
“Oh yeah. Now drink.”
“You’re not doing a good job convincing me.”
“Drink it or I’ll take you in the men’s bathroom.”
“Again…not convincing me.”
He smirked then nibbled on my ear. “Come on. Finish it then I’ll get you another.”
I lifted the glass then drank the remaining liquid.
“Good girl.” He snatched the empty glasses then headed to the bar.
I stared at his backside and sighed in happiness. He was lean and limber but I loved his body. He was compatible to me. If I was with someone like Mike, I’d be afraid he would roll over in the middle of the night and squish me.
Flynn’s back muscles were lean and tight, and I could see them move through his shirt. He approached the bar and waited for the bartender to notice him.
Was this how the rest of my life would be? I’d be spending every night with Flynn, playfully bickering with him until we went to bed and made love. I’d be happy every single day until the sun finally set forever. That didn’t sound so bad. That’s exactly what I wanted.
In the midst of my pondering, I saw a dark-skinned woman approach him. Her slender neck and perfect curves caught my attention. Her eyes were deep like dusk, and her legs ran for days. Without seeing her before, I
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