Troublemaker - 18. Chapter Eighteen

Barrett

I barely got Todd into my bedroom before clashing our lips together and placing my hands on his nice ass in a tight squeeze. Todd moaned into my mouth as our tongues jousted hot, wet and messily. His lips on the sensitive area behind my left ear undid me as soon as his warm breath touched the skin. I was already rock-hard as I pushed Todd against the door, closing it the process.

Breaking our kiss, Todd panted out, “Shit, Barrett. I need you.”

I swallowed and said, “Yeah, me too.”

“No, I mean…I need you, inside me.”

I almost lost my breath from that admission. “You…You want me to…”

“Yes. I want you to fuck my ass.”

Shit. My dick was close to bursting through the zipper at just the very idea of sinking my cock into Todd’s ass.

“Todd. Are you sure this is what you want?” I asked, both excited and terrified at the same time.

“Hell yeah! Are you?”

I nodded quickly. “I got lube and condoms in the drawer of my nightstand.”

“Great! Now come here.”

Todd combed his fingers through my hair and pulled my face to his, our lips reuniting. God, I haven’t been this turned on in a long time, and Todd was making me lose all reason as I squeezed his ass again, already anticipating what I’d slide between those luscious cheeks of his.

Todd’s hands moved from my hair to pulling down my suit coat before fumbling with the buttons of my shirt. I undid the bottom buttons, while he focused on the top ones. Soon my shirt was pulled off my shoulders, and Todd caressed my hairy chest.

“God, never shave. Ever,” Todd said.

I smiled and moaned as Todd nuzzled his face between my pecs before teasing a nipple with his tongue. I bit my bottom lip as Todd sucked on the sensitive skin, making it pucker and blush.

I tugged away the rest of the shirt from my arms and moved my fingers clumsily over Todd’s shirt buttons. Thankfully, Todd helped me by opening his shirt in one move, the buttons thankfully being snaps.

“Get on that fucking bed,” Todd ordered.

Damn, I loved a bossy Todd. “Yes, sir!”

Todd pushed me, and I walked backwards until the end of the bed touched the back of my legs. I then collapsed onto the mattress and watched greedily as Todd seductively slid off his suit coat and shirt from his body, exposing the pale, smooth skin of his torso. I admired the sprinkling of freckles on his shoulders and the light, reddish happy trail that disappeared into the waistband of his pants.

Todd bent down to his knees and began smoothing his hands on my thighs that soon gravitated towards my belt which he unbuckled along with the zipper of my pants. I continued watching while propped on my elbows as Todd pulled my pants and boxer in one quick motion, finally releasing my dick that slapped my stomach.

I was leaking precum, and Todd didn’t tease further before plunging my cock into his mouth. I bowed my head back and grabbed Todd’s hair as he began bobbing his head up and down, sucking me deeper and deeper and making my moan the most sinful of sounds.

“Shit. Todd. You’re too good at this,” I gasped out.

I felt Todd’s smile around his dick, and I whimpered when his teeth teased my foreskin once again.

“Do that again!” I begged.

Todd complied, and my brain became scattered as Todd teased the foreskin more and more. Todd then resumed slurping down my length as his hand pulled on my balls, increasing the pleasure many-fold.

“Shit, Todd! I’m going to cum if you keep doing that.”

Todd released my dick from his mouth with a satisfying pop, and he said, “Not yet. I want you to cum while fucking me. Now where’s that condom and lube?”

As Todd removed his pants, I scooted back on the bed and reached my hand to the nightstand, grabbing the lube and a condom from the drawer. Todd had crawled onto the bed, naked, and grabbed the lube from my hand.

“I’m going to prep myself. Feel free to watch,” Todd said, popping open the cap of the bottle and drizzling the liquid onto his fingers.

I almost lost my breath from the sight of his exposed hole that soon was penetrated by Todd’s finger. His legs spread wider and splayed on top of mine as he finger-fucked himself, his whimpers becoming more pronounced and my dick bouncing every time that pale finger dipped inside that pink, tight-looking pucker.

Todd then inserted a second finger, and a third soon followed, and I tried my damnedest to not jerk myself off and cum right then. Never in my wildest dreams would I have thought that I would be watching Todd Miller fuck himself, while I watched as a willing spectator.

“You want to help me out,” Todd said between heavy breaths.

“S-Sure.” I leaned forward.

“Lube up those fingers then.”

I grabbed the lube bottle and dribbled a generous amount onto my fingers. “Now what?”

Todd took his fingers out. “Go ahead.”

Biting my bottom lip, I scooted forward and neared my lubed index finger to his hole.

“Be gentle. It’s been a while,” Todd admitted, opening his legs further.

“I’ll never hurt you,” I said in response before slowly submerging my finger into the tight, warm heat of his ass.

Todd moaned. “Deeper.”

I did as asked until my entire finger inside that velvety hotness, and suddenly remembering something, I crooked my finger, causing Todd to shake.

“Shit. That’s the spot.”

I must’ve hit his prostate, and I continued to move my finger on that special spot that was causing Todd to whimper like a puppy as he moved his hips. Damn, this was the sexiest sight and sound I’ve heard in my entire life, and this was just the foreplay.

“Put more of your fingers inside me,” Todd said.

I did just that and moments later I had three fingers inside Todd, all stroking that one spot while also stretching and preparing him for what would come next.

“Fuck!” Todd exclaimed before crashing his lips on mine.

We kissed passionately, my fingers still doing their thing.

Todd then broke the kiss and said, “More of that, and you’ll make me cum.”

“Can’t have that, can we?” I said.

Todd smirked. “Nope. Ready to bury that big cock inside me?”

I nodded, pulled my fingers out, and hurryingly opened the condom packet and rolled the latex around my rock hard cock. After squirting more lube onto my length, Todd scooted forward until our balls were touching. He then lifted his hips, grabbed my dick, and slowly inserted the head past the ring of muscle and I went inside him.

Todd breathed raggedly as my dick gradually disappeared into that hole, and then I was completely inside.

I placed my hands on his hips and willed myself not to move until Todd gave the go-ahead.

“Feeling okay?” I asked.

Todd grinned. “Feeling amazing, actually.”

“Really? Do you want me to move now?”

Todd nodded, resting his knees on either side of my hips. “Do it. Fuck me, Barrett!”

I did as demanded and began moving my dick out until only the head was inside before sliding back inside the smooth warmth of his ass. Todd cried out in pleasure as I continued to move my cock in and out of him, my grip on his hips tightening and the whole world seemingly to fade away as the only people remaining were myself and Todd.

What a sight: Todd with his head bowed back, getting lost in ecstasy, while my dick fucked him and punched that same spot over and over again that made him choke out in pleasure.

“Todd… I want to go faster,” I pleaded.

“Do it! Fuck me like your life depends on it!”

That sense of urgency made me fully release the beast. I started pounding Todd with all my strength, the slapping of wet skin and moans of pleasure provoking me further into savagery. Todd was grinning madly, while I yelled out every obscenity known to man as I fucked Todd to the edge.

While we fucked and as I got closer and closer to release, Todd leaned forward and began suckling on the secret spot behind my ear. And I lost it.

I slammed my dick into that tight ass with all of my might until I finally unloaded my seed into the condom. My mind was consumed by the orgasm that went through me like shockwaves, reaching everywhere from my head to my toes and to my fucking aura.

Todd leaned back and grabbed his cock, his own load spilling out a second later and splattering on my chest, neck, and chin. Todd’s eyes rolled back with his tongue as he came, and I watched what had to be the most beautiful scene ever.

Todd, officially spent, leaned forward again and fell onto me. I too was drained as we both breathed heavily.

A choking sound then came out of Todd who then gasped, “Shit. I need my inhaler.”

“Oh, God!” I sprang out of my bed and ran to what I hope was his pants, my hands trying to feel for the pocket that had his inhaler. I felt and grabbed from the right pocket and jumped back onto the bed as Todd wheezed.

I shook the inhaler a few times before opening the cap and placing the device into Todd’s mouth. I pushed the top, and Todd began breathing into the medicated vapor. A few more puffs later, and Todd’s breathing started sounding normal again.

“Shit. I didn’t think you would have an asthma attack,” I said, still worried for him.

“Me neither. But damn, I’m willing to have a hundred more asthma attacks if it means having another orgasm like the one I just had.”

I chuckled. “Was it really that good for you?”

“Of course! Was it for you?” Todd arched an eyebrow.

“Fuck yeah it was.”

Todd smiled. “Good. Now clean yourself up and let’s get some rest.”

I nodded and went to the connected bathroom to throw away the used condom and cleaned Todd’s spunk off me with a warm washcloth. I then returned to the bed where Todd was already resting his head on one of my pillows.

He scooted back, leaving plenty of space for me as I laid right next to him.

“Tonight was perfect,” Todd said, placing a warm hand on my cheek.

“You’re perfect,” I blurted out.

Todd’s eyes widened, but then he smiled and said, “You too, Barrett.”

I kissed Todd on the lip, and he turned around and snuggled against me, which I happily accepted with an arm around his waist. Then I heard the light breathing of Todd, telling me he had fallen asleep, and I soon followed.

Waking to birds chirping and the gentle snore of Todd snuggling against me had to be the best way to wake up. Rubbing the sleepiness from my eyes, I checked the time on my phone and realized it was close to noontime. I must’ve really needed sleep; it had been a long week. Or the amazing sex last night could’ve been the main factor. Yes. Definitely.

I looked at Todd, still sleeping, and just admired how cute he looked while in dreamland. Deciding not to wake him up, I carefully scooted myself out of the bed and slid into my boxers before leaving my bedroom.

I cycled through what I would cook for breakfast, something that Todd would especially like. I then spotted a shuffle and a groan coming from the kitchen, and I realized Anthony was still here.

Peeking inside the kitchen, I saw Anthony sitting at the kitchen island with his head bowed and a mug in his hand. I tried to sneak away and scurry back to my room to warn Todd not to come out, but he turned to face me and groaned again.

“Hey, man. Good morning. I helped myself to your coffee. I hope you don’t mind,” Anthony said.

“No, of course not. Is that from yesterday? I’ll make you a fresh pot.”

Anthony was still wearing his dress shirt and slacks that were wrinkled and stained with what must’ve been a result of a nauseous hangover.

“Thanks.” Rubbing his temple, Anthony said, “Man, this hangover is killing me. I used to be able to handle a few drinks and wake up completely fine back in college.”

I chuckled as I took out a bag of coffee beans from the cupboard. “Well, you’re not in college anymore, and you’re nearing thirty. So don’t be surprised that your body isn’t how it used to be.”

“Uh, don’t remind me.” Anthony took a drink from his mug and winced. “So…have fun last night?”

“Definitely. I had a great time at the art exhibition,” I said as I started the coffee machine.

“Me too… But what I meant was after the art exihibition.” Anthony stared at me with furrowed eyebrows and a deep frown. “With Sabrina.”

I crossed my arms. “What are you talking about?”

“Oh, come on.” Anthony sighed and pushed his mug away. “Look. I don’t care if you and Sabrina are still getting it on, but at least warn a guy before he starts thinking he has a chance with her. All right?”

“What the hell? I wasn’t with Sabrina last night. She left right after I put your drunken ass to bed.”

“Oh? What was all that noise I heard then, huh? All that yelling and moaning I heard from the guest bedroom was enough to wake up the whole neighborhood.”

I gulped. “Uh…th-that wasn’t Sabrina and me.”

“Yeah right. It couldn’t have been only you. Unless you have a very good sexdoll that I don’t know about, you were fucking Sabrina last night, while I was in the other room trying to unhear you two.”

I groaned. “You misheard.”

“Oh, yeah? Let’s see who’s in the right here.”

Anthony sprang from his stool and marched towards my bedroom. This was bad. Very, very bad.

I tried to catch up to Anthony, but he was already at the door, swinging it open, and seeing the truth.

“What the fuck?” Anthony exclaimed. “Todd?”

Todd opened his sleepy eyes that widened upon seeing his brother.

“Oh, shit!” Todd said, pulling the covers over his head.

Anthony turned his eyes and head back and forth between me and Todd before saying, “You? And Todd? Last night? You two were... Agh!”

Anthony grasped his hair and ran out of the bedroom.

Shit. That could’ve gone better.

Sighing, I approached the bed and sat down next to Todd. I tugged on the bedsheet, and he slowly emerged from his fabric cocoon.

“I’m assuming he saw me,” Todd muttered with a frown.

“Yup.” I sighed again. “He overheard us last night and thought it was me and Sabrina.”

Sitting up, Todd said, “So, he got jealous and barged in the room to see if she was in your bed…instead he saw his little brother.”

“...Yeah.”

Todd rubbed his forehead. “This isn’t how I want him to find out.”

I tipped Todd’s chin upward with a finger. “Me neither.”

“Should we…Should we go talk to him?”

“If that’s what you want.”

“What do we even say? I mean, we’ve only gone on one date, or two if you count the art exhibition. I don’t want to tell Anthony that…”

“That what?” I scooted closer.

Todd grimaced. “That I’m already catching feelings.”

Surprised, I said, “You’re catching feelings…for me.”

With one nod, Todd then said, “It’s okay if you don’t feel the same, or if this is only temporary. Just let me know when you’re tired of me and–”
I didn’t let Todd finish that sentence, instead silencing with a hard kiss on his plush lips. Surprised at first, he leaned into the kiss and for a moment it was just him and me.

I then broke the kiss and looked deeply into Todd’s eyes. “This isn’t a temporary thing. At least not to me. I’ll stay as long as you’ll have me.”

“But we don’t know what will happen down the road.”

“You’re right. We don’t. But isn’t it better to have lived and lost than to not have lived at all?”

Todd chuckled. “I think you meant loved, not lived.”

“And I hope that becomes true one day,” I admitted.

Todd grinned. “Me too.”

We kissed again, more tenderly this time. Todd then got out of bed and slid on his boxers we left, side by side, from the bedroom.

Pacing around the living room, Anthony was mumbling to himself as we approached him. He turned to face us and groaned.

“What’s wrong, Anthony?” Todd asked.

“What’s wrong? What’s wrong? My best friend and my baby brother have been screwing around behind my back!” Anthony huffed and tugged at his hair.

Todd sighed. “I’m your baby brother anymore, Anthony. I’m a full-grown adult who made a consensual choice to date another consenting adult who just happens to be your best friend.”

I was surprised by how assertive Todd was by standing up to his older brother, and I held his hand as a sign of support.

Todd continued, “If anything, you have things you need to explain.”

Anthony scoffed. “Like what?”

“Like you lying to me when we were teenagers about Barrett hating me and how he would hurt me if I even got near him,” Todd explained. “Why would you do that?”

“To protect you, Todd!” Anthony bowed his head. “No offense, Barrett, but you weren’t the most friendly person when we were in high school, especially to the people who were out.”

I nodded. “You’re right. I wasn’t. I was uncomfortable with my attraction towards guys, which resulted in me internalizing and projecting those negative feelings towards others who didn’t deserve it.” I squeezed Todd’s hand. “But I’m not like that anymore. And I really care about Todd and would never hurt him. I hope you can see past the fact that he’s your brother and just let us be.”

Anthony shook his head. “This is just so weird. One moment I was thinking you were still with Sabrina only to find out you’re with Todd of all people. I just need time to adjust.”

“So…you’re okay with us dating?” Todd asked, looking hopeful.

Anthony raised his head and made a small smile. “If he makes you happy, I guess so.”

Todd approached his brother and offered him a hug, which he returned. I then approached my best friend since high school and placed a reassuring hand on his shoulder. He scoffed and hugged me too.

“You be good to my brother, okay? Because if you ever hurt him…” Anthony said.

I patted Anthony’s back. “Of course. You have my word.”

“Uh, guys. You’re squeezing me,” Todd said between us.

I laughed and stepped back. “All right. Now that’s out of the way, who wants bacon and eggs?”

Anthony cringed and held his stomach. “Coffee is fine for me.”

“Todd?”

Nodding, Todd leaned forward and kissed me. “Anything you make will be fantastic.”

“Ugh. I can’t stand this lovey dovey crap already. I’m heading to the bathroom,” Anthony declared.

Todd shook his head and chuckled before lacing his fingers in my hand and pulling me to the kitchen where I made a killer breakfast for the guy I cared about.

“Surprise!”

Jenny stumbled back through the door she walked through from the surprise greeting.

“What the hell is this? It’s not my birthday yet,” Jenny said as she looked around the party decorations and food displayed on the table.

“You’re right. It’s not,” I said as I approached her and offered her a party hat. “But today is your first-year anniversary of being part of this company. We thought we should celebrate this occasion.”

“Oh! Thank you. I appreciate it. Working here has been a dream, especially compared to the last place I worked for. I’m assuming this food is for me too.”

“Of course. Let’s eat now!”

Jenny put on her party hat that was a striped cone with a pompom on top as everyone started digging in.

It has been a couple weeks since Anthony found out about Todd and I were dating, and it did take some adjusting on Anthony’s part. Thankfully, the adjustment was quick, and his shock about discovering our relationship was a relic of the past.

“That pasta looks tasty. Did you make this Barrett?” Jenny asked as she grabbed a paper plate.

“Yup! And it’s completely vegetarian. Want to try it?”

Jenny nodded, and I used a pair of metal tongs to place a good helping of my pasta that I made this morning before heading to work. Jenny hummed in satisfaction and gave me a thumbs-up.

“Woah. You actually like that stuff?” Anthony said.

“What? You don’t think I like pasta? Think I only eat chicken feet or something oriental-esque?” Jenny quipped.

“No! I’m only surprised since it’s vegetarian, and you know how vegetarian can be hit and miss,” Anthony said worryingly.

Jenny laughed and elbowed Anthony in the ribs. “Just screwing with you, Anthony.”

“Oh. Good… Hey, I know a great restaurant that does not hold back on the parmesan cheese in their pastas. What do you say?”

“Thanks for the offer, honey, but I think I’m a little too old for you. In a few weeks, I’ll be celebrating my fortieth birthday.”

Anthony’s jaw dropped. “What? You don’t look almost forty!”

Jenny giggled. “Asian don’t raisin.”

Huffing, Anthony said, “Well, I gave it a shot.”

“I can introduce you to my youngest sister. She’s still in her twenties and loves men who treat women like crap.”

“Eh, I’m good.”

I chuckled at Anthony and Jenny’s exchange and helped myself to some of my pasta, which was pretty damn good despite Anthony’s objections to healthier food options.

“Ah! Sorry I’m late!” Mr. Miller said, entering the room.

“It’s cool, Dad. We just started eating,” Anthony said, biting into a glazed donut with sprinkles.

“Good. Good. I guess I’ll dig in then.” Mr. Miller accepted a paper plate from a coworker and went towards the chips.

“You should try the vegetarian pasta Barrett made, Mr. Miller. It’s delish!” Jenny complimented.

“Oh, I don’t doubt that. Barrett, I should introduce you to a lovely young lady who attends my church. She’s also into the whole healthy eating mumbo jumbo. I can offer you her phone number.”

“Uh, thanks for the proposition, Mr. Miller. But I’m already seeing someone.”

“Ah! My apologies then. I’m sure the woman you’re dating is lovely as well.”

“Yeah, we’ve been on two dates recently… Hopefully I get to see him for a third,” I said, emphasizing the him part.

Mr. Miller froze halfway from reaching for the tongs along with a couple of my coworkers.

“Sorry, I must’ve misheard you. Did you say…?”

“You didn’t mishear me, Mr. Miller. I’m currently dating a man, being bi and all… I hope that’s not a problem.”

“...No. No. Of course not. I’m happy for you… Well, I better take this food to my office then. Still have a lot of papers to read and sign.”

Mr. Miller grabbed a handful of chips and skedaddled from the room.

“That could’ve been worse,” Anthony said and patted my shoulder.

“I support you, Barrett. My only brother is gay, so I can relate,” Jenny said.

“Thanks, Jen,” I said in return.

Everyone in the room soon returned to other gossip, which I was thankful for.

“Think I still have a job?” I asked Anthony who I sat next to at the table.

“Of course you still do! My dad may have some preconceived notions about gay and bi people, but he would never fire someone on the basis of sexuality,” Anthony assured me.

“That’s good to hear. Was this the same reaction your dad had when Todd came out to him?”

“Nah, much worse. Todd and Dad didn’t talk for a straight month, and whenever they were in the same room like during dinner, he would find some excuse to head somewhere else.” Anthony sighed. “I know that really hurt Todd. They didn’t have the closest relationship, but they still had a mutual respect for one another that was broken by Dad not accepting that his youngest son is gay. It took a lot of convincing from our mom to get them to talk again.”

“That sucks. Hopefully, me coming out makes your dad reconsider those preconceived notions he has.”

“Maybe… Speaking of my dad, he really wants to talk with Todd again. But Todd, being his usual stubborn self, doesn’t want to… I was hoping you could somehow convince him to do that.”

“So, you want me to manipulate him in some way into agreeing?” I said with a frown.

“No! Not to manipulate him. I’ve done all I can to try to persuade him to give our dad a second chance, and I don’t know his friends very well. And Mom’s not here anymore. You’re the only person I know who can sway Todd to have a simple chat with our dad and possibly mend their relationship. Don’t you want that?”

“Of course I do.”

“Then talk to Todd, preferably after work today and tell him to go see Dad. Tell him I’ll be there too if that helps.”

I scratched my head. “I guess there’s no harm in just asking.”

Anthony slapped my back. “Thanks, man! Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to finish those donuts before someone else does.”

I chuckled and let Anthony go. I then wondered about how I was going to convince Todd to talk to his father again when his own brother couldn’t do so. I eyed my pasta and made a mental note to bring the leftovers to him after work, which hopefully would ease the conversation I was going to have with him.