Room for Recovery by D J Jamison

Author:D J Jamison [Jamison, D J]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-02-25T16:00:00+00:00

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Wade stepped inside, taking care to shut the door as softly as possible. “Where have you been?”

His back stiffened at his mother’s words. Shit. She’d waited for him.

He turned slowly and lifted his hands. “I gave Beau a ride home from the football game. You remember Beau,” he teased, “your favorite good boy?”

Her lips thinned. “Spare me the smartass remarks. The football game would have been over at least an hour ago, and last I knew Beau didn’t kiss you.”

Wade’s breath stuttered. “Uh, what?”

She rolled her eyes. “You still have lipstick on your neck.”

Wade slapped his hand over his neck, flushing. He could imagine what his mom thought. None of which was true. He scrubbed at his skin.

“I took Beau out for a burger. He was bummed because a friend bailed on him. Anna showed up while we were there.”

Helen nodded, waving her hand. “So, you expect me to believe you made out in front of Beau? That’s tacky, even for you.”

Not so far off when you considered all his PDAs at school.

“No, I mean, what the fuck? You want to be pissed, be pissed. I don’t know why I’m still grounded when I brought home better grades. Didn’t you say you’d back off if I started doing better?”

She sighed, backing down. “I guess I did. I thought maybe you needed the hard limits. If I give you freedom, are you going to fail another year?”

Wade shook his head. “Thanks for nothing. I guess I’m just a loser no matter what I do.”

He flipped the lock on the front door and started past her toward the stairs. She grabbed his arm.

“No, I’m sorry. You have done so much better. I’m so proud of you.”

He snorted. “You're a crappy liar, but thanks.”

Shrugging off her hands and her words of protest, he took the steps two at a time and slammed his bedroom door behind him.

What a shitty night. Anna dumped him. His mother had no faith in him. Beau's voice haunted him.

Like what you see?

Don’t look at me like that unless you want to take Miles’ place.

He’d spent years shoving down his attraction to Beau, but now it wouldn’t be put aside. He imagined himself holding Beau the way Miles did. The feeling of Beau’s hips in his hands, the warmth of his body pressed all along Wade’s front. His hair brushing Wade’s cheek before their lips met. Then Beau’s hand would slide down, cupping Wade through his jeans.

Wade groaned, ripping open his pants and palming his cock. “Fuck, what the hell am I going to do?” he whispered as he started stroking hard and fast to the fantasy of Beau’s tongue in his mouth.

Do you like what you see? Beau’s voice whispered in his mind as he stripped off clothes, rubbing his bare skin up against Wade. Look at me. Touch me. Fu—

Wade’s cock pulsed in his hand, orgasm rushing through him. He lay there and trembled until his breathing had calmed.

Then he felt empty.

“Damn,” he murmured to himself, still shaken by the force of his orgasm.

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