4
The car ride was a long ride for Phil. He sat there in the back seat. His ears heard Jeff's southern tone sing along with the radio. Phil didn't mind the sound. It was a bit odd when Jeff would hum. His shaft started to grow under his pants, forming a tent. Phil tried so hard not to touch himself. Especially since he was in a car with both Hardy's. He felt like he had to take care of it. "No, not now," Phil thought to himself.
Jeff then pulled up at Matt's place. Jeff then got out helping his brother with his bags. Matt looked at Phil. "The party's here, but you can choose where to stay."
Phil nodded, thinking about where to stay. "I'll probably stay at Jeff's."
Matt nodded as he then got out of the car. He looked at his brother. "I'll be getting the party ready. You can take Phil to your place."
Jeff nodded getting back in. His emerald eyes looked in the rear-view mirror. "You can come up here if you want to Phil."
Phil immediately shook his head. "No, I'm fine Jeff."
Jeff cocked his brow at Phil's response, seeing he didn't have that mean attitude he had while they were in that storyline. Phil seemed to be nice; at least by the way he was reacting. Then Jeff pulled out of his brother's driveway. Jeff headed to his place. He still had no idea what was going on with Phil. He decided not to worry about it right now.
While Phil was waiting to get to Jeff's place, he felt as if he needed to jack himself off. His mind told him not to, but his hand wanted to relieve himself. Quiet moans escaped his lips. They were quite enough that Jeff couldn't hear him.
Later on, Jeff pulled up at his place. Phil looked out the window, seeing Jeff's place. He sighed in a bit of relief that he didn't let loose right there in Jeff's car. Jeff got out of the car and started getting Phil's bags out. Phil got out of the car and helped Jeff with the bags.
Jeff then headed to the front door. "Do you want your bags in the guest room now? Or will you take them yourself?"
"Um, I'll take them myself."
Jeff nodded as he sat the bags down. "The guest room is upstairs to the left, third door on that side. I'm going to go relax for a while."
Phil nodded and grabbed his bags that Jeff brought in for him. He then headed upstairs to where Jeff said his room was. He sat the bags at the edge of the bed. He then sat down on the sofa that was in there. His brown eyes looked right down at his lap. Seeing that his hardness was getting worse, the tent has gotten bigger. He was surprised Jeff didn't notice it. His hand moved down his chest, towards his pulsing shaft. Slowly, his fingers slipped under the top of his pants, moving down to relieve his shaft.
Just as he started to jack himself off, he got thirsty. Tiny whimpers escaped his lips. He really hated getting up and going out to get a drink. He slowly made his way downstairs, stopping right at the bottom step. His eyes looked around, noticing nothing, but felt like something was different. Phil wasn't quite sure what to think.
When Phil finally went to the kitchen, he saw Jeff sitting on the sofa. He tilted his head seeing no shirt on.
"Do you need something?" Jeff asked as if he knew Phil was there.
"I just came to get a drink."
"Oh well can you get me one?"
"Uh, yeah, sure." Phil then went to the kitchen and grabbed two drinks. He then came out to the living room, handing a drink to Jeff. Phil all of a sudden paused, seeing Jeff naked on the sofa. He wanted to touch Jeff, but was scared Jeff would push him away.