As soon as Eddy entered the house on Brett's heel they both slowed down as if they had agreed it. They wiped their feet carefully on the coconut mat and calmly padded over the tile floor towards the stairs. Although Eddy couldn't be sure why Brett was doing it, he himself knew why he was, very well. He was letting the tension build, he was allowing this moment, this moment pregnant with anticipation, to last. Feeling himself grow harder even than he had been in the pool just now, knowing what they were about to do. His erection moved from side to side in his swim shorts as they climbed the stairs slowly, and he closed his eyes for a second, savouring the feeling. At the top of the stairs there was a small landing with several doors coming off it. Brett opened the second one on the right.
If he hadn't known already this was Todd's room he could have guessed it anyway. There was a cello stand in the corner and stacks of sheet music everywhere. The bed was over by the window, a double bed with dark blue covers.
They wouldn't use the bed though, not being as wet as they were.
He closed the door behind them both and eyed his boyfriend, his chest still glistening slightly with pool water.
"So." Brett said gently. "The guys downstairs know exactly what we're up to."
Eddy grinned. "Yeah. Do you care?"
"Nah."
Eddy stepped forward and ran his finger from Brett's cheek, over his jaw, his neck, and down to his chest. There he circled Brett's nipple and tweaked it between his index finger and thumb until Brett closed his eyes and groaned softly. Eddy's erection was straining almost painfully against his shorts, begging for him to take them off, but no, not yet. Brett first. Build the tension, make the moment last. He leaned forward and down so he could take the nipple in his mouth and he sucked, once, twice, harder each time. He let his fingers slide up over Brett's soft belly to the other nipple.
"Eddy! Ah!"
He smiled as he let his hand slide down, down all the way to Brett's shorts. He cupped Brett's balls and squeezed them softly, all the while licking the nipple, nipping his chest, feeling Brett's heart hammering under his lips.
"Eddy, I swear to God..."
He smiled again and let himself drop to his knees. Then he opened the string on Brett's shorts with sure fingers and pulled the shorts down a little. He looked up at Brett's face, his eyes closed in anticipation, his mouth slack, his belly and chest rising and falling quickly with his breaths.
It was beautiful.
He pulled the shorts down enough to free him and took him into his mouth. He knew Brett was close already, even after last night. Or maybe because of last night? Maybe he had thought about that as much as he had in bed, getting hard again every time? He sucked hard and swirled his tongue over the end again and again.
"Fuck Eddy, I'm gonna..."
Brett couldn't finish the sentence before he groaned loudly and poured himself into Eddy's mouth. Eddy sucked again, drawing it out as much as he could for his love, and then he swallowed and calmly did up Brett's shorts again, like nothing had ever happened.
"There." he whispered, standing up and pressing a soft kiss to Brett's cheek.
"God, Eddy, you're so fucking good at that." Brett was leaning against the door as if his legs were barely carrying him, but his words made Eddy feel ten feet tall.
Brett's hands on his erection made him almost cry out. So much tension, these last days, and it was almost like it was gathering there, under Brett's hands, turning into delicious fire, hot waves spreading out from there to everywhere.
He knew it was coming but he couldn't help but groan anyway when Brett closed his fist around his base and took his tip into his mouth.
"Yessss..." he hissed as he leaned against the door and surrendered to Brett's rhythm.
"Oh yes."
In no time at all the fire was exploding everywhere and he put his hand in front of his mouth to stop from screaming as he came, and came, the orgasm coming from somewhere so deep within, where anxiety and guilt didn't even exist.
"I love you so much!" he called as the waves started subsiding.
Brett grinned as he did up Eddy's shorts in turn, his whole face relaxed, and got up to hug him. He stroked his hair back gently and kissed his forehead.
"I love you too, Eddy." he whispered, very close to Eddy's ear. "More than anything else in the whole world put together."
One more kiss, just quickly and they would have to go downstairs, face the guys, but Eddy was better now. More settled. More at ease.
He grinned at Brett.
"You're the best medicine, you know."