I tried to remember the name of the show Maisy had suggested I watch. I pulled up the streaming service and flipped through the lists of shows until I found it. Lots of people had been talking about it, so it was worth it to give it a go.
The story was good, a thriller of sorts. It wasn’t normally my thing, but it drew me in to it from the opening sequence. After watching about three episodes, I sat upright on the bed, clutching the remote, totally invested in what was going on that I didn’t notice how quiet everything had suddenly gotten.
Where the hell had Garrett and Toby wandered off too? As I headed to the bathroom, I noticed that the sound of the basketball hitting the pavement outside had stopped.
Opening the door to the bathroom I shared with my stepbrother, the sound of the shower running greeted me. Maybe Toby had gone home and Garrett was showering off after their game?
Shrugging, I made my way to the toilet and unzipped to do my business. As I relieved myself, there was a grunt, a groan, and what sounded like choking coming from behind the shower curtain.
What the fuck?
I quickly finished and re-zipped my pants. It was probably poor form to check on my brother in the shower... step brother. He could be jerking off, but that choking sound concerned me. What could have made him make that sound? There shouldn’t have been anything in the shower to make him choke. Not unless he was brushing his teeth, but Garrett didn’t usually brush his teeth in the shower.
My blood rushed in my ears as I gripped the shower curtain. My heart raced, unsure of what I’d find, but nothing prepared me for the sight that greeted me.
I ripped the curtain back to Garrett with his back pressed against the tiles. His head was thrown back with his eyes screwed tightly shut. His hands were buried in blond curls at his groin and I had found the source of the choking noise.
Toby’s head bobbed before he pulled away, hand wrapped around Garrett’s erection, then he blinked up at me, smirking. My eyes widened in horror. At least I knew I was correct about Toby being gay.
“Oh Shit, Tyler.” Garrett shoved Toby back, scrambling to cover himself, but the damage was already done. I couldn’t unsee what I’d witnessed.
My gaze pinged between them. Garrett covered his dick with his hands while Toby sat on the floor of the tub totally unashamed. If it was possible, my eyes widened further. This was far more dick than I ever needed to see.
What was even more confusing was that my cock was confused by what was happening. This shouldn’t be turning me on.
Toby’s gaze snagged on my sweatpants, and then he looked up at Garrett. “I don’t think he has much of an issue.”
Fuck. I hurried to cover myself. I shouldn’t be turned on by catching my stepbrother getting sucked off by another dude.
“That’s enough, Toby.” Without warning, Garrett pulled the shower curtain closed again. Though the water cut off, I couldn’t pull myself away from the counter. I tried to will my feet to move, but they wouldn’t listen.
The shower curtain pulled open once more. Garrett’s eyes opened in shock to still see me standing there. “Shit, Tyler. You need to get out of here,” he instructed. He sounded panicked that I hadn’t moved yet.
I nodded dumbly as my eyes pinged between my naked stepbrother and his… boyfriend? Was Toby his boyfriend? I couldn’t wrap my head around it all.
Toby smirked at Garrett, turning his gaze to me. He stepped out of the tub and approached. My eyes widened when I realized he was suddenly so close. He hadn’t bothered to grab a towel yet, and he was still very much aroused and dripping on the tile floor.Oh fuck.
I pinched my eyes closed and held my breath as Toby reached up to touch my face. “Don’t touch him, Toby.”
My eyes snapped open and met Garrett’s over Toby’s shoulder. He looked pissed. Like he could climb out of that shower and throttle the shit for even thinking Toby could try anything.
“You sure about that?” Toby’s gaze flicked to me and his fingers grazed my cheek. I jolted at the contact. Garrett was out of the shower and pulling him back so fast I barely had time to blink.
“I told you not to touch him,” Garrett boomed. Toby looked mildly annoyed as he looked between the two of us.
“Are you sweet on him?” Toby asked. The curiosity in his eyes became more clear.
My breath caught as Garrett’s cheeks turned red. He looked up at me and I finally convinced my feet to move. I ran from the bathroom as he shouted my name. The door slammed to my bedroom, and I collapsed on my bed.
What the fuck was happening to me? I groaned as my hand slid to my dick which was still hard and pressing against the fabric of my pants as my face burned from my reaction. I shouldn’t have been turned on by that. I’d never looked at another guy that way. Let alone Garrett.
“Boys!We’rehome!”Dadcalled from the bottom of the stairs. I looked out my door and watched as Garrett and Toby, both fully dressed, carefully made their way out of the bathroom. I didn’t want to know what happened between them after I left.
Garrett looked at me, and I couldn’t read his expression. He gave me a tight smile, gripping Toby’s shoulder and leading him to the stairs. Toby kept trying to look back at me, but every time he did Garrett would jerk him back to face forward.
Mom and Dad stood at the foot of the stairs and Dad nodded at Toby in greeting before Garrett led him out the front door. Mom watched them leave before shrugging and then turning to look up the stairs to see me watching.
“Tyler! Are you going to come down for dinner? We brought home some pizza,” she called. That was when I noticed the boxes stacked on the table near the door. She must have set them down when they’d come inside.
