Page 75 of Dirty Love

My cock throbs at the feel of him and I fill him up at the same time, digging my fingertips into his knuckles while our bodies shake and writhe together. As soon as we’re both done, the back of his head hits the pillow and I drop mine next to it, slowly pulling out to lie down beside him. I bring his back to my chest and run my hand over his hip, drawing light circles there while I listen to him breathe. It gradually evens out and I watch him fall asleep, the same way I’ve been watching him every night since the day I found him on that locker room floor five years ago. He hasn’t had a nightmare or a panic attack in just over six months, but I’m constantly terrified they’re about to come back and torment him all over again.

I can’t remember the last time I wasn’t terrified for him.

I kiss his hairline and reach up to scratch the cat’s chin, wincing through my teeth when he digs his razor sharp claws into my head. His name is Teddy, because Nicky took one look at him at the shelter and said he looked like a tiny gray teddy bear. I said he looked like a fucking rat, but here we are.

I bat him away from me and he hisses, the little prick, walking along the pillow to curl up next to my brother. I flip him off and Nicky takes my hand, laughing at me while he moves it back to his hip. My eyes narrow and I drop my mouth to his neck, sliding my wet cock over his hole to push it back inside him. He makes a choking noise and I pull his head back on my shoulder, gently fucking him again while I lick the vein beneath my lips.

“Go back to sleep, baby boy,” I whisper, sucking his soft flesh into my mouth. “I got you.”

He relaxes against me and I drag his thigh out over my waist, smiling to myself while I rub his dick and mark his body for all to see.

My brother.

My best friend.

My entire fucking world.

And this right here… the two of us living in our own shitty apartment above our shitty bar with our shitty looking rat for a cat… this is our forever.

The End.