Page 35 of Dickathlon

"That you think my eating is sexy. I do a lot of that."

I recovered quickly. "Eating or acting sexy?"

"Both?" He laughed, then paused. "I can't imagine anyone would think I'm sexy."

"Ty-"

"Don't try to make me feel better. It's not been a great six months."

"Well, you can’t tell me not to try to make you feel better. And I wasn't there for the last six months, but you never know what the next six will bring?" I tried to sound hopeful.

"Was that your way of asking me out?"

"I already did that when I asked you here," I replied.

"You really think we'll be together in six months?"

"What can I say, I'm an optimist. But for now, I'm more interested in giving you an amazing six hours."

The second Ty licked his lips, I was yelling for the check.

"You sure this is okay with you?" I asked, pulling him after me. I grabbed his hand as soon as we were outside.

"Would it make me pathetic if I admitted I've thought about this moment almost every night since Brisbane?"

"No. The only effect of you saying that would be my trunks getting smaller."

"What do you-"

He seemed to realize what I meant because his face turned an exquisite shade of pink. It was the color I hoped his ass was. I had a thing for tan lines, especially in that area. He didn't ask where we were going, and I couldn't help the tingle of happiness that tickled my spine, knowing he trusted me.

"Wait." He let go of my hand.

I stopped and turned to face him. The tingle was gone.

"I should tell you that I haven't ever done anything with a guy before. I was…kind of straight before we met."

"I figured."

"You did? But how?"

"You were kind of adorably awkward when we met. I second-guessed hitting on you. And even after we hit it off at the pool and you took my number, I still wasn't sure. A quick Google search confirmed your straight-ness, but I held onto hope, remembering how you flirted back. I told myself, he's got to be bi, Declan, you'll see. A part of me thought maybe you were in the closet."

"To be honest with you." He looked around, as if we were being followed. "I still don't really know what I am, but I know that I want to go wherever you're taking me."

He grabbed my hand again, interlacing our fingers. The hotel was just ahead. It was one of the few right on the beach. We skirted our way around the pool, and climbed the stairs to the second floor. In just a few steps, we were inside my room, though I immediately noticed a note on my bed.

"One sec." I left Ty by the door to grab it.

I’ll find another place to stay tonight. I think you might need the room. ~Freddie

P.s. Do everything I wouldn't do.

"Everything alright?"

"Yeah. All good." I dropped the note by the TV as I made my way back to Ty. "So…how gentle do I need to be?"

"Well, I'm guessing you're gonna need to lube me up pretty good. It’d probably be best if you used a finger to start, and then add another once I start to loosen up."