Page 6 of Strictly Curious
That was the question I didn’t want to answer because he’d probably freak out. Just because he’d gotten a boner when he saw me with Toby today didn’t mean he was interested. It was probably no different from porn. Then again, maybe it was a little strange to be turned on by your brother… stepbrother.
The truth was, I’d always known I liked both guys and girls. There was always one guy I’d liked over all the others and he was currently in bed with me. I’d been obsessed with Tyler Mason since Mom moved us in here nine years ago. It was probably why when I hooked up with guys, I picked guys that looked a little like him.
“I think I always knew,” I admitted. I still hadn’t removed my hand from my face. A tug at my wrist let me know Tyler wasn’t having it anymore.
He looked so confused. Tyler’s eyebrows were drawn in and the corners of his mouth were pulled in a frown. He was propped up on one arm, staring down at me. “I feel like I missed something important. We share everything, so why not this?”
I sat up so quickly, he flailed backward onto the bed, landing with a soft “oomph” and blinked up at me. He held his breath when I tucked a strand of stray hair behind his ear, then his eyes widened as I leaned in close.
“Maybe I hid it because we’re so close. Because we’ve always had moments like this and I didn’t want you to think anything more of it.” Everything was different now. I knew it when his eyes drifted to my lips. He thought I was going to kiss him. And, god, I wanted to. It took all my will to hold myself back and keep from claiming something I’d wanted since we were young teens. To feel if his lips were as soft as they looked. I was holding back because it would ruin absolutely everything.
“Garrett?” he whispered. I didn’t look at him, unable to stop staring at his full pink lips. I was playing with fire. Tyler didn’t like guys. He’d had a girlfriend or two, but I shouldn’t make assumptions.
I pulled away from him, but he grabbed my shirt. My heart pounded in my chest and my ears rang. What was even happening right now?
“What does it feel like?”
My mouth ran dry, struggling to decipher what he was asking me. My eyes flicked back to his lips again, and it entranced me as his tongue darted across the bottom one to wet it.
“What does what feel like?” Stupid question. I knew exactly what he was asking but his mouth distracted me when I couldn’t stop staring at it. When his tongue darted out to wet his lips again, my dick flickered to life in my shorts. I had to stop it. He could never know how aroused he made me, especially now that he’d seen me naked and getting sucked off. I squeezed my eyes shut to calm my dick down. This was getting dangerous. He didn’t know how much I wanted him. How attracted to him I was. How beautiful he was to me. But this was Tyler, my stepbrother. It was wrong to want him but I had no control over it.
He sucked in a deep breath before he spoke again, leaning in closer. “Maybe I’m curious. What’s it like to kiss another guy?”
“Don’t—don’t do this Tyler. We shouldn’t…” I didn’t get to finish my sentence as he pulled me on top of him. His lips met mine in a hard clash and I gasped at the contact. It was everything I wanted and everything I didn’t at the same time. I didn’t want him confused.
Placing a hand against his chest, I pushed away from him. Tyler whimpered at the loss of contact and he looked panicked as I pulled away. “Did I do it wrong?” he questioned, cheeks painted a shade of pink that was noticeable even in the darkened room.
I snorted a laugh, chewing on my bottom lip. I scooted away from him, resting my back against his headboard. He sat up next to me and we both stared out into the room. “No, you didn’t do it wrong. Tyler, you don’t see how this is sideways? We’re stepbrothers. People already think we’re weird.”
He ran a hand through his blond hair, then down his face, fingers pulling at his lips. “But we’re not really brothers.” It was like he was trying to reason with what just happened, but the real issue was, where had this come from?
“Then there’s the other issue. Are you gay? Are you bi?” There wasn’t a rush to put a label on things, but if he’d made the discovery about me today then he should know it was safe for him to talk to me about it.
He let out a frustrated sound, burying his face in his hands. He was so animated tonight that it was cute. “I don’t know. I never thought about it. You know I’ve only ever dated girls but then I saw you with Toby today and…” he trailed off, shoulders bunching up to his ears. I placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder, but he tensed. “Dammit, Garrett. I’ve never thought of guys like that. I didn’t understand how my body reacted to what I’d seen. I didn’t want Toby touching me, but the more I thought about you…” he trailed off again and I didn’t know how to process what he was saying.
“I came back to the room because I had to get away from it all. Then I couldn’t stop thinking about it. What would it be like to take his place, to be the one on my knees like that…”
I couldn’t let him keep talking. This was a little too much real talk for one night. It was great that he wanted to admit these things to me but I was hard as a rock, and all I could picture at that moment was precisely what he was describing.
“Tyler, please stop.”
His head popped up from his hands, and he looked at me. His eyes were wide with panic again before he looked me up and down. The bulge was hard to miss.
“Oh, shit,” was all he said as he slapped his hand over his mouth. “I made this really fucking awkward didn’t I?”
I grabbed the pillow from behind my back, face heating in embarrassment. He’d honestly seen more at this point. As I was about to place the pillow over my lap, he grabbed my arm and stopped me.
“Please don’t,” He pleaded with round and curious eyes. He shifted closer to me on the bed, with his hand grasping my thigh. I held my breath because this was so fucking dangerous. I shouldn’t be letting him touch me.
“Ty…” I tried to move away, but his grip on my leg tightened.
“Can I?” He swallowed with his half-formed question. Where the hell was this coming from?
I tried one more time to move away, but he wouldn’t budge. “This really isn’t a great idea.” It was as if my warnings were falling on deaf ears. Tyler was going to do what he wanted here.
“I just want to explore a little. See what it feels like. It’s all I’ve been thinking about since this afternoon…” My gut exploded with butterflies and nerves at the thought. Holy shit, he’d thought about touching me.
“Ty…”
