Page 57 of Hidden Desires
No such luck. It was his brother.
“Fuck!” Blade whispered in a panic, hopping off the bed and grabbing his underwear from the floor.
He shoved one leg into his underwear, then tripped and fell against the wall. He quickly straightened up, then pushed open the bathroom door.
“Is everything okay in there?” Marcus asked, trying the handle of the door before realizing that the damn thing was locked.
Thank god.
Ace hopped off the bed, throwing on his underwear from last night. Then he spotted the bottle of lube on the bed.
Fuck!
He grabbed the bottle and whipped it at the bathroom door, managing to whack Blade in the back just before the door shut behind him.
A second later, the shower came to life.
Good. A cover.
Ruffling up the sheets on the second bed, Ace quickly did a cheater’s scan of the room to see if there was any evidence that might give them away.
Nothing. Everything appeared okay.
So he hoped.
“Ace. Open the damn door and let me in,” his brother barked.
The man knew something was up and was getting impatient.
Ace reached for the door and pulled it open.
His brother burst into the room.
He glanced around like a pit bull out for blood.
“What’s going on? Where’s Blade?”
Ace looked around the room. “Umm, he’s in the shower. Why? What’s going on?”
“Why do you look all flushed? What were you doing?”
“Nothing,” Ace barked. “I don’t appreciate you barging into my room first thing in the morning.”
“Why are you in your underwear? What were you doing?”
“What? I like to sleep in my underwear. What’s it any business of yours?”
Marcus glanced down at Ace’s junk that was still half-hard.
His eyes narrowed, and he shook his head.
“Okay, fine. You caught me. I was trying to get in a quick wank while Blade was in the shower. You caught me midstroke if you must know.”
Marcus scrunched up his nose. “Dude, you’re disgusting. I’m your older bro.”
“Step-bro.”
“Yeah, but still your bro. Don’t need to hear about you beating your meat.”
