No. Stop.
I didn’t want to break my promise to Damien.
But I want to show him how far he’s pushed me. How badly I want him.
Without pause, I reached for my phone with my free hand and held it back near my ass, snapping a pic. The angle was awkward, so I wasn’t sure how it would turn out. I dropped the phone on the bed and took a deep breath to try and calm down.
Shaking from wanting to come so badly, I gently eased off the dildo and my bed, stalking into my bathroom for an icy cold shower. My cock slapped hard against my stomach, red and leaking pre-cum, and like Damien, I needed to cool down. Fast.
The shock of freezing water had my dick deflating just in time. I was so close to the edge, one tug, one more stroke, and I was done for. Instead, I scrubbed up fast, dried off, brushed my teeth, and called it a night. But not before I picked up my phone again and tapped on the photo I’d snapped. I had to admit that my ass looked pretty good fucking that dildo.
It would look even better when I was fucking Damien’s cock.
Horny and frustrated, I sent the photo to Damien and told him just that.
Damien: Are you trying to kill me? I’m going for a midnight run AND a dunk in the lake.
Silas: I was a good student; I listened to your instruction, and I didn’t come. I’m saving it all for you, Coach. And it’s always smart to be prepared, right?
Damien: I don’t think anything’s prepared me for you. Now stop flirting and go to bed.
Silas: Yes, sir.
It took me nearly two hours to fall asleep. I didn’t mind one bit.
The next day, surprisingly, I woke up before my alarm. I’d only managed five hours of sleep, but it didn’t seem to matter. It wasn’t easy to ignore my morning erection, and because of that, I was revved up. I didn’t even need caffeine to get moving; I was running on hormones and heady anticipation.
And all because I was one day closer to Damien.
“Whoa, what’s with the major smile first thing in the morning?” Jo teased when I entered the kitchen. “Who even are you right now?”
“Hey, I smile plenty.”
“Only on holidays and special occasions.”
Instead of replying to my brother’s smart-ass comment, I offered my middle finger and set about making my breakfast. Such as it was. I chugged down an iced coffee and ate a protein bar. I’d have time to grab a snack when I got to Verdant.
“Are you good to go?” I asked Jo. “You have your meds with you?”
“Yep.”
“Cool. I’ve got a list of questions for the doctor.”
“Me too.”
Then we hit the road. First stop, campus. Finn was waiting in front of his dorm, his bag by his feet. With his headphones and sunglasses on, he didn’t even notice us pulling up to the curb until I honked the horn. He shoved his phone in his pocket and sidled up to the truck.
“Morning, guys,” Finn offered as he slid into the back seat.
“Morning, Finn.” Jo turned around. “Hey, do you notice anything different about Silas?”
I pulled out of the parking lot and made my way down Main Street, which was busy with tourists. Finn leaned forward between the front seats and stared at me. I kept my eyes focused on the road instead of their antics.
“Oh my God, he’s smiling again.” Finn nudged me. “It’s like a Christmas miracle, but in the summer.”
“You two are freaking hilarious,” I offered.
“I think he’s in love,” Jo stated.