"What do ya mean y'all are gonna be getting a hotel room for the whole summer?" Bro laughed into the phone. "That's crazy! Do ya know how hard its gonna be to get a hotel room for a week in Houston, let along the entire summer?"
There was a gruff reply that I barely heard. I was on the edge of my chair as Bro talked to John's Dad. We call him Dadbert for short. "Nah y'all can stay here with us! We got plenty a room! I can clean up the guest room an everythin for ya!"
He was grinning brightly. "Sure thing! Okay. See y'all tomorrow!" He hung up and beamed at me. "They're gonna be stayin with us. So ya need to be good if ya don't wanna screw up your chances with John." He laughed at me.
Repressing my joy, I sighed and stood up. "Have fun cleaning up the guest room." I started to walk away only for him to flashstep up to me and hook his fingers into the collar of my shirt, choking me slightly.
"Oh, you gonna help me lil man. Here I am, lettin your crush and his hot soundin daddy stay in my house outta the goodness o' my heart and you think you gonna be gettin outta cleanin with me?" He chuckled in my ear.
I shivered as his hot breath rolled across my neck, biting my lip on a moan. "What's even better, we got a couple shows. How you plannin on doin that?" He asked, resting his chin on my shoulder as he wrapped his arms around my waist.
Bro and I were preformers. I was a solo DJ and he was in a trio with one of his old work friends and his ex boyfriend, Jake English. Whenever a club or venu wanted him, they usually wanted me too. And vise versa.
"I-" I started, a low groan slipping out of my mouth as he started to kiss my neck. He let me know some time ago that I was adopted, but he was still my Bro, so that didn't matter to me. It did, however, change when I started to be attracted to him.
We never took things as far as sex, but we did make out occasionally. I wasn't in love with him. This is a no strings thing. And... We're going to have to either stop or hide it when John and Dadbert are here, and the thought made me sigh slightly.
"I bet they wouldn't mind going with us." I said, trying to keep a straight train of thought, but his hand trailing up under my shirt to tease my nipples wasn't exactly helping.
"Maybe." He said deeply in my ear, nibbling the side of my neck. "So, what da ya say we go make a reason to wash the sheets in the guest room?" At this point, I'd moved my hand to his hair, knocking his hat off in the process, to hold him againt my neck.
"Y-yeah." I gasped as he bite my neck. Though I wasn't sure exactly what he had planned in his mind, my boner didn't really care as he bit me a bit more roughly than he usually would. "Oh God yes." I moaned.
The next thing I know, I am draped over his shoulder like a towel and he's carrying me to the spare room. Oh, this is gonna be fun.
