I felt his nod against the back of my neck and he tightened his hold on me.
“It all just feels so sudden,” he confessed. I could sense the confusion in his tone and I attempted to turn to face him, but his arm tightened around my waist further preventing me from rolling over.
Huffing my frustration, I answered him. “I get that. I hadn’t ever considered any of it until I saw you with Toby.” Once again I tried to roll, but he refused. “I already told you this. I couldn’t stop thinking about it.”
His hand found its way beneath my T-shirt and ghosted along my stomach. The muscles jumped at his touch, but it wasn’t heated. It was as if he searched for reassurance against my skin.
“What the hell were you trying to do tonight? You know you don’t have to do that, right?” he asked.
I’d had enough of him not allowing me to face him. I pushed out of his grasp and sat up. His dark hair spread across the pillow as I looked at him. His arms were spread, one at his side and the other above his head. He was temptation like this, and his body called to me.
“I wanted to. I want to do everything with you,” I stated boldly. My face heated at the admission.
“But do you even know what you’re doing, Ty?”
“I watched videos.” The admission made the heat spread to my neck. It was a good thing that it was so dark so he couldn’t see how embarrassed I was. “And—and you can teach me.”
Garrett sat up, hands framing my face. There was no doubt that he could feel the inferno that had become my face. “Videos?”
“Jesus, Gar. I was curious.”
He kissed me then. It was slow and tender. The soft press of his lips against mine made my head spin all over again. There was no rush to deepen things, a simple sampling of each other. He pulled back, eyes searching mine.
Garrett
Thefactthathefelt embarrassed by watching videos frustrated me. It was nothing to be ashamed of, but I wish he had asked me instead of resorting to that. Then again, until I had started this the other night, I’d avoided him after that first awkward handjob.
“What did you learn from those videos?” I asked, not sure if I wanted the answer. There was a weird part of me that wanted him to only think of me.
He chewed his lip nervously and tried to look away. I held onto his face so that he couldn’t. He was so adamant to look at me earlier and now he wanted to hide?
“That I don’t totally understand what this is, Garrett.”
“What do you mean?”
“It means that the videos did nothing for me. It was two guys getting each other off. I didn’t find anything particularly arousing about it.”
His face felt so warm to the touch. I carded one of my hands through his hair and pulled him toward me to give him another quick kiss. That had to be confusing for him, especially with everything he was experiencing with me. He leaned into me as we broke apart and let out a yawn, so I pressed him tight against my chest and laid us down onto the pillows.
“Sometimes it doesn’t always make sense.” I tried my best to explain. “Sexuality isn’t always cut and dry. Sometimes there isn’t a label for what you feel. You don’t even have to use one if you don’t want to.”
He nodded against my chest, but stayed quiet. It was getting pretty late and the conversation was getting a little too deep. We lay quietly as I stroked his back until his breathing evened out in sleep. Only then did I allow myself to join him.
Thetentshookaroundus, and I groaned because I knew what was going on. “Cut it out, Ava!” I shouted. Tyler rolled over throwing a pillow over his head to block out the noise or possibly the light.
“Are you decent?” she asked as she unzipped the tent.
“Fuck, Ava. Maybe wait for an answer,” I mumbled.
She paused with the zipper halfway up and then kept going. She probably figured she was safe with us out here in the middle of the woods. If we hadn’t been decent, I would have made more of an effort to stop her.
Her head of red curly hair popped into the opening, and a wide grin spread across her face. “You two really are too precious,” she cooed, looking around. I didn’t know what she found so precious. I was half out of the sleeping bag that Tyler and I had doubled up. One of my pant legs was pulled up and Tyler’s ass was practically sticking up in the air as he burrowed further beneath the pillow.
Crawling the rest of the way out of the sleeping bag, I yanked the pillow off Tyler’s head. He looked up and blinked at me a few times, pouting. His hair was extra disheveled from falling asleep with it still damp from the shower last night.
“What’d you do that for?” he asked as he plopped back on his butt. That was when he caught our visitor in the doorway. He let out a big yawn and stretched,waving at her and then looked at me. “Why is she here?”
Ava rolled her eyes, pulling open the zipper the rest of the way. There really wasn’t room for three grown adults in here, but she was going to make herself fit. She sat at the end of the sleeping bags with her legs crossed as she watched and waited.
