Seasonal Changes

It hadn't happened often, at least not since Kai returned to my life. Aside from kissing, the intimacy between me and Tripp was put on pause, only proving how much my father and his words still affected me. The idea disgusted me beyond belief. Someone who stabbed me, someone who wanted to stab my brother and held nothing but hatred towards us, having so much power over me.

But not today.

My body surges forward as the lukewarm water cascades down my back, following the trail of my spine. We had moved into the shower after a heated kiss, our clothes discarded quickly onto the tile floor until nothing but the heat of our bodies was left. Nail crescents imprint themselves on Tripp's thighs as he presses his back against the opposite wall, chest heaving.

Embarrassing as it was, I missed this. I missed the weight of Tripp against my tongue, the ache of my jaw and the cloudiness that consumes my mind when I'm too deep in lust. Even now, as I turn my head against his shaft, eagerly sucking him in deeper, my body is quickly reacting - heating up.

Feeling the back of my jaw begin to ache I lean back on my knees, deciding instead to focus on the tip. Humming, I lick around the head, working my tongue against the slit then moving around the foreskin. Tripp's breathing deepens, his hand tightening against my hair as he tugs on it. My chest fills with an emotion akin to pride at knowing that I'm the one who brings him to the edge. On a particularly harsh tug I whimper, the sharp feeling shooting straight down to my trembling thighs.

"Logan, baby-" The words are stuttered and rushed and it gives me the final push to lean forward again, pushing myself to take him in deeper. Tripps fingers tighten, and I'm almost positive he's about to use the hold he has on me to recklessly use my mouth. Tripp hisses, "Fuck yes. Keep going. You're so—"

The grip I have on his left thigh tightened as Tripp finally took control, gripping my head in a rough hold and thrusting into my mouth. The tears that rim my eyes increase, spilling down my cheekbones as I loosen my jaw around him. It's overwhelming, tasting him, smelling him, having him inside me - it sends shivers through me. And it makes me want and want.

More. I whimper, drawing a groan from Tripp.

Not that I have seen many dicks in my life, except for that one accidental time I watched gay porn. But Tripp seemed bigger than average. And for some reason, that acknowledgement makes the thought of having him fuck me cross my mind. What the fuck? Not that I haven't dreamt of it before, but the thought only works to make my thighs quiver and my member spasm against my abdomen.

Because that would be so hot.

Please-

I gasp, gagging as I look up at Tripp, admiring his sculpted body and concentrated expression. His eyes meet my tearful ones, and his teeth drag over his bottom lip. "Hold it."

My body tenses completely at his command. , Logan.

"You're so good to me, baby." Tripp's voice teeters off towards the end, but the praise doesn't go unnoticed and the pleasure starts mixing in with pain. Hurry, hurry-

An incoherent sentence escapes him before there's a sudden stop to his movement, the hand gripping my hair holding me steady as he releases into my throat. My eyes roll to the back of my head at the sensation and moments pass until I pull back, licking around him one final time. Without hesitation, he tugs me onto my feet, pressing his lips onto mine.

"You were perfect," He praises, lips teasing mine. The praise turns my knees to jelly, and a gasp escapes me as he wraps one of his hands around my hard-on.

"T-Tripp." I moan weakly against his lips, making him smirk. My hands move to grip his arms, eyes closing as his lips start wandering across my skin, pressing softly against the side of my head and ears. The praises continue, whispered words getting me closer and closer to the edge until I can't stop myself from coming all over my abdomen.

"Good boy." Tripp says finally, pushing us back until the warm cascade of water falls over both of us.

Somewhere in the back of my mind I can't help but wonder what he would think if he found out about the dildo.

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My mood only got better as I step into the kitchen, finding Kyle and Liam chatting on the kitchen counter, Kyle invading Liam's personal space to show him, more than likely, pictures of his boyfriend. Not that Liam seemed to mind. On the contrary, his eyes were large and wide as he pointed out various things from the photos. I put a reminder at the back of my mind to thank Kyle when I get the chance.

There's a jump to my heart as I finally take notice of the third figure eating a plate in the living room. A soft snort escapes me as I recognize Kai, "Who invited you?"

Kai jumps at being noticed, turning to grin at me. "Myself. Hope you don't mind me stealing your food."

My eyebrows pinch over my nose because, "I don't cook."

"I know that, you lazy shit. I was talking to your man." My. . .man? I look over my shoulder, only barely realizing that Tripp had finished changing, leaning unceremoniously against the hallway wall behind me.

"That's fine with me." Tripp responds with a shrug, throwing a wink my way. "I always make extra food anyways."

Tripp walks past me into the kitchen and I take that opportunity to throw a glare at Kai, who only morphs his expression into a fake pained one. "Did you really think you could get away from my handsome-self for a week and a half?"

"A guy can dream."

"Okay friends to strangers to friends to possible-lovers paradox, Liam has something to say." Kyle interrupts, our attention quickly snaps over to Liam, who is playing with the ends of his short nails. Tripp's eyes narrow towards Kai then snap over to me, I make my way over to him, bumping our shoulders together reassuringly to stop Kyle's words from becoming unwanted thoughts.

Liam takes a deep breath, "I've decided that it would be best to break up with Jenn. It's been something on my mind since we first began arguing but I never knew how to bring myself to go through with it. And now, with everything that has happened, and with everything that you guys have told me, I think now would be the best time." He wrings his fingers together, "I know you guys have helped me out enough already, but I was wondering if you could. . .continue helping me?"

"Can't." My brother is the first to respond, screw thanking him, remind me to smack him later - I tell myself. "I'm going back in a few days, don't think I can do much, sorry dude."

Liam opens his mouth for a second, a blush crossing his face. "Thanks but I was kind of talking to Tripp and Logan."

I catch my brother's wide stare with a smirk, "You deserved that."

"Of course." Tripp cuts in, "We don't mind helping you."

An unconvincing hum escapes me, "You might need to pay Kai though." Considering he's already made himself at home, chances are that he's going to stick around starting now.

Kai let's out a dramatic gasp as he hears this, looking at us from his position on the couch. "Hey, you false rumor spreader, I happen to have a good heart!" Love-filled eyes turn to Liam, and he coos. "Of course I'll help you out, Liam."

Being the smart boy that he is, Liam only sends him an acknowledging smile, before turning back to me and Tripp. "Okay, then the first thing is looking for a place for me to live. Me and Jenn share a dorm so–"

I wasn't thinking clearly. There was no active train of thought coursing through my big, dumb, brain. Because if there were I wouldn't have suggested — "You can stay here with us."

Because, what the fuck?

Sure, I had been wrong about Liam and had come up with plenty of reasons why I shouldn't like him before knowing what was going on. But that didn't mean that I should just step up to the plate and offer him a place to live! Call me selfish but me and Tripp barely had any time to ourselves. And after the struggle it was to find a comfort within our feelings, putting more boundaries only made me come to the conclusion that inviting Liam to be live with us would make it worse.

Liam seemed to sense this though, eyes searching mine for a quick second. "Only for a couple of weeks. I'm sure I can find an affordable apartment by the end of next month."

And with that it's decided. Admittedly, I don't feel as bad when I remember that this will be done to help Liam.