question he’d been expecting. “Um, well, I heard that’s what they do at birthday parties.” Cassidy was all too free with the exciting details.
Wiping his hands on his jeans, Uli sought something else to hold his attention to lessen the impact of Alex’s intensity. “Isn’t that what happened at your parties since you started your transition?”
Alex grabbed two bottles of water. “I have refused all attempts at parties.” He partially opened one and handed it to Uli.
Aw. These small things—Alex’s thoughtfulness—stirred emotions Uli shouldn’t feel toward anyone but Cutter. “Until tonight. Why did you come with me?”
Alex took a long sip before slowly recapping his water. “I didn’t want you to go alone.”
“Cassidy said he’d be there.”
Alex shook his head but didn’t say anything. He stomped to the kitchen.
“Do you think Johnny would have spanked us?” Uli hoped he kept the excitement out of his voice.
After slamming down his water on the counter, Alex opened the fridge to retrieve packages of turkey, sliced cheese, and the bottle of salsa. “I’m glad no one tried to lay a finger on you.” He shoved the door closed harder than necessary and rolled two pieces of turkey around the cheese and a spoonful of salsa. “Here.”
“Thanks.” Uli accepted the food and took a bite. “Mm-mm. It’s good.” Uli didn’t know how to act. He couldn’t quite pull off normal with Alex acting oddly. “Do you want to watch a movie?”
Alex inhaled and exhaled as if trying to keep it together. “Sure.” With a small smile, he took a napkin and beckoned Uli closer. “Come here.”
Uli leaned forward. The desire to kiss Alex rushed through him. Then Alex wet his lips.
Oh God. The world slowed and turned silent in anticipation of that kiss. Instead of soft lips, a napkin dabbed salsa from the corner of Uli’s mouth.
Fuck me. Uli stepped back. “Thanks.”
Alex tried to adjust the erection fighting his perfectly tailored pants.
Why did he fight his body? If Uli didn’t slake this lust before the movie, he’d embarrass them both. “Um I need a shower first.”
Without waiting for Alex to respond, he hurried into the bathroom and started the shower. As soon as the spray was hot enough, he stripped and stepped in. Uli’s dick begged for attention, and with the help of shower gel, he pumped himself to a barely satisfactory orgasm. He couldn’t help comparing the feeling to the one he’d had when Alex’s soft pink lips were on his. That thought was almost enough to give him more wood. He counted backwards from one hundred in English and finished his shower.
He found Alex lounging on his bed in a TARDIS T-shirt and sweat pants with a blanket draped over his middle. “I got your computer cued up.”
When Uli lay down, the bed shifted. Alex closed his eyes and bit his lip, but Uli didn’t miss the soft moan Alex tried to hold back. Then his eyes opened, and he stared at Uli.
Gone was the alpha male from the party. In his place was the best friend who appeared afraid to masturbate. Uli decided then and there that tomorrow he would help Alex address his problem one way or another.
Chapter Three
“I can’t even trust you to punish yourself anymore.” His mother screamed as she beat him with a switch.
“No!” Alex blocked the rope from his tender backside. He’d had enough. Somehow he was back in his old house. Even if he didn’t recognize the furniture, he’d never forget the smell of the ever-present alcohol.
His furious mother beat him harder, but he didn’t stop protecting himself. “Put down your hands. How dare you defend yourself? You will accept my punishment as God’s will!”
“No.” He wouldn’t. Not anymore.
Her voice dripped with evil intention. “Maybe I can beat you into a man.” She froze with her hand in mid-air. “Who’s that?”
Alex glanced to where she stared. Ulrich stood in the shadows, a worry crease furrowing his brow.
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