Chapter 26:

Chapter 26:
“I love you. I love you, Remington Wolverton and not just as my best friend,”-Cassidy

Cassidy

Now it’s running through my mind and I can’t make it stop. The thought of seeing Remington, flushed and sweaty, the furls spiraling along his pale skin, sweat glistening as I caress him and lock my lips on his in a passionate kiss. His smooth body and hard member pulsing as we make love and he covers me in his seed…his spores. I stroke myself in the shower with this image flooding my mind. 

I peeked today. 

I didn’t mean to, but I opened my eyes just a crack as Remington coated me in piss and moaned. It was the moan that made my eyes flutter open and what I saw was breathtaking. It’s hard to believe he hides such a beautiful sight.

Remi must have a piss kink, too, because he hardened as he let the last of his piss out, going from half hard to fully hard, thick and beautiful. It’s impressive really. I’ve never been with a man before, but I want Remington more and more by the day. The problem is…he doesn’t want me in the same way.

I give in to the pleasure as I rest my head against the tiles and release all rational thought in favor of the image of Remi pissing on me and the memory of his little moan as his piss coated my chest and his shaft became erect. I wanted to take his cock into my mouth. I am not sure what to do, maybe just try what I like women to do to me, but I want to feel and taste him. I open my mouth and moan as my balls tighten and the lightning-like flash of pleasure courses through my system. My system is on overdrive as I paint the tiles with my cum.

I have never come so hard in all my life, not with any woman I have ever been with and yet, I can’t tell Remi how I feel for fear that our friendship would come to an abrupt halt.

I clean up the evidence and get into lounge pants and a T-shirt. It is safer to wear clothes around Remi. Especially since we are watching a movie with some of the family members tonight. We can’t have anything get exposed or have me getting overly excited.

Remi is already down in the family room wearing adorable pajamas that make him seem innocent. Now that I know what hides beneath them, it is a wonder he isn’t the one with a mile long trail of broken hearts, or maybe he is but he’s just too sweet to see how many people fall in love with him.

“I kept your spot warm,” Remi says as I enter the room and spot him sitting in the spot I usually claim. He scoots over and pats the seat for me to sit.

“Are you two ever anything but adorable together?” Jasper asks.

“You are too young to know that answer,” I laugh and pull Remi into a side hug, cuddling him against me. “Funny isn’t joining us tonight, is he?”

“Nope. His girlfriend was allowed to visit and they are at the cinema,” Jasper sighs.

“Jasper, once you reach college age, you should consider CU. I bet you would find someone great there,” Remi replies. 

“Yeah, that’s where you and Cassidy met!” He replies.

“Yes, it is. We were roommates the first year in the dorms and then became best friends and got an apartment off campus. We lived together for years before getting our own places. We had both been working for a while,” I confirm.

“What about now? Any plans to move back in together?” Jasper asks and Remi’s eyes go wide.

I smile, “we haven’t discussed any details yet, but Remi has the better place. His is a penthouse directly on Thr Edge overlooking the The Yearlish Chasm.”

“Swanky!” Jasper exclaims. “I bet it really hits!” 

“It does,” I laugh, and Remi relaxes against me, silently.

I know Remi hates lying. I do too. The difference is, I don’t want this to be a lie. I want us to be us for real. I want to wake up next to him every morning, with him in my arms and the sun kissing our skin through the big windows of his penthouse apartment.

We watch the movie and I absentmindedly run my fingers along Remi’s smooth, slender arm as he nestles in against me. This is my favorite way to spend the evenings. 

After a couple movies, we are alone and my heart feels full. I know by his breathing that Remi has fallen asleep, so I do it. I do the impossible.

“I love you. I love you, Remington Wolverton and not just as my best friend,” I whisper and then kiss the top of his head before lifting him into my arms and carrying him up to bed.

Remi nuzzles against me and I hold my breath and a sleepy, mumbled, “me too,” escapes his lips, before he nuzzles in more. By the time I set him in his bed and tuck him in, my chest has a drool spot from him. 

I settle into bed and do my best not to imagine the life I wish we had…

Wait! 

Could he have actually heard me? 

Did he really mean that he feels the same way too?