Family Ties and Sexy Lies

Family Ties and Sexy Lies
Cody POV

I’m sweaty in the dressing room, legs shaky from Ryan fucking me hard. My cum’s still wet on the mirror, his warm inside me. My chest heaves, sticking to his. “You’re gonna kill it out there,” I say, soft. My fingers trace his jaw, rough and warm. He grins big, kissing my neck. My skin tingles, happy and dumb. Then that knock—loud, sharp—hits the door. My heart jumps, fast and tight. “Who’s that?” I say, quiet. My voice shakes, scared and quick. Ryan pulls me close, whispering low, “Cody, it’s probably—” A voice cuts in, loud and familiar. “Ryan! You in there?” My stomach flips—it’s Jake.

I pull up my jeans fast, hands trembling bad. “Jake?” I say, soft. My throat burns, surprised and real. Ryan laughs low, tugging his shirt on. “Your brother’s timing sucks,” he says, rough. My chest buzzes, warm and quick. I nod fast, wiping my mouth. “Yeah,” I say, quiet. My legs wobble, following him out. Jake’s there—scruffy hair, skateboard under his arm. His eyes are clear, sober now. My heart slams, proud and shaky. “Hey,” he says, grinning wide. My arms grab him, hugging tight.

Days pass quick, sun hot and bright. Jake’s throwing a party—family thing, backyard loud with chatter. My stomach’s jumpy, excited and dumb. “He’s clean,” I say, soft. My voice shakes, happy for him. Ryan’s hand squeezes mine, warm and solid. “Good,” he says, low. My chest heaves, love loud and true. We pull up, music thumping loud. Kids run fast, food smells good—grilled meat, sweet cake. My legs bounce, ready and real. Jake waves big, eyes bright and steady.

Party’s humming, voices everywhere. My shirt sticks, sweaty and tight. Jake pulls us aside, grass soft under my shoes. “You two saved me,” he says, voice steady. My eyes sting, blurry and hot. I hug him hard, chest pressing his. “Jake,” I say, soft. My voice breaks, shaking wild. His arms squeeze back, strong and real. “Rehab sucked, but you—” he starts, rough. My tears spill fast, soaking his shirt. Ryan’s hand rubs my back, warm and close. My throat burns, proud and dumb.

“You’re back,” I say, quiet. My hands grip his shoulders, shaky and sure. He nods fast, grinning big. “Yeah,” he says, low. My chest feels big, family loud and true. Ryan steps close, arm around me. “Proud, man,” he says, rough. My heart jumps, warm and quick. Jake laughs loud, punching Ryan’s arm. “You too,” he says, easy. My legs shake, happy and real. We stand there, grass wet on my sneakers, sun sinking slow.

Night falls fast, lights twinkling bright. My chest’s warm, beer in my hand. Ryan’s close—thigh brushing mine, heat blooming fast. My cock twitches, needy and dumb. “Dance?” he says, low in my ear. My breath catches, shaky and wild. I nod quick, setting my bottle down. My hands grab his, pulling him up. Music’s loud, slow and sexy. My hips sway, bumping his. His grin’s sneaky, hands on my waist. My stomach flips, hot and quick.

We move close, bodies brushing tight. My shirt rides up, his fingers brushing skin. My breath’s fast, shaky with him. “Hot,” I say, soft. My voice shakes, wanting more. He laughs rough, pulling me tighter. “You too,” he says, low. My chest heaves, love loud and real. Party fades, just us now. My hands slide up his chest, hard under my fingers. “Pantry,” he whispers, sneaky and sure. My heart slams, wild and dumb.

We sneak fast, door creaking loud. Pantry’s dark—shelves, food smells, tight space. My hands shake, pushing him in. “Now,” I say, soft. My voice breaks, horny and real. I drop quick, knees hitting the floor. My fingers tug his jeans down, fast and wild. His cock’s hard, hot in my hand. “Love your mouth,” he whispers, tugging my hair. My moan’s soft, lips wrapping tight. I suck slow, tongue licking the tip. He tastes good—salty, warm, mine.

He groans low, hips rocking quick. My hands grab his thighs, squeezing hard. My cock throbs, jeans tight and hot. “Cody,” he says, rough and needy. My chest bursts, happy and dumb. I hum loud, sucking deeper—lips stretching, throat full. His hands pull my hair, guiding fast. “So good,” he grunts, low and fierce. My eyes water, blurry and wild. I move faster, head bobbing quick. My breath’s shaky, loud in the dark.

Then a bang hits the door—loud, sharp. My heart jumps, fast and tight. “Gross, but cute!” Jake yells, laughing big. My face burns, pulling off quick. Ryan groans loud, “Fuck,” yanking me up. My lips are swollen, wet and red. “Caught,” I say, soft. My voice shakes, embarrassed and dumb. He grins big, shameless and sure. “Worth it,” he says, rough. My chest heaves, giggling wild. We stumble out, jeans still low.

Jake’s there—grinning wide, beer in hand. My stomach twists, shy and quick. “Assholes,” he says, laughing loud. My legs wobble, leaning on Ryan. “Sorry,” I say, quiet. My throat burns, happy and real. Ryan’s arm wraps me, tight and close. “Not sorry,” he says, low. My heart jumps, warm and sure. Jake shakes his head, grin sneaky and big. “You two,” he says, rough. My chest feels big, family loud and true.

We sit back, party buzzing soft. My hand finds Ryan’s under the table, squeezing tight. “Timing sucks,” I say, soft. My voice shakes, teasing Jake. He laughs loud, “Always,” tossing a napkin at me. My cheeks burn, grinning dumb. Ryan’s thumb rubs my hand, warm and slow. “Love you,” he whispers, low in my ear. My breath catches, happy and quick. “Love you too,” I say, quiet. My chest heaves, trust loud and real.

Glasses clink loud—Jake’s up, voice steady. “To love,” he says, eyes on us. My throat burns, tears stinging fast. I lift my beer, hand shaky and sure. “To love,” I say, soft. My voice breaks, proud and true. Ryan’s arm bumps mine, warm and close. “To us,” he adds, rough. My heart slams, big and wild. We drink fast, beer cold on my tongue. My legs relax, cozy with them.

Jake sits close, grinning still. My chest’s warm, sticking to Ryan’s side. “You’re good,” I say, soft. My fingers brush Jake’s arm, real and steady. He nods fast, “Thanks to you,” he says, low. My eyes sting, blurry and happy. Ryan’s hand squeezes mine, grounding me tight. “Family,” he says, quiet. My stomach flutters, shy and quick. I lean in, head on his shoulder. “Yeah,” I say, hoarse. My chest bursts, love loud and free.

Then a crash hits outside—loud, sharp. My eyes snap open, heart jumping fast. Ryan tenses quick, grip tight on my hand. My stomach twists, cold and quick. “What’s that?” I say, soft. My voice breaks, scared and dumb. Jake’s grin fades, head turning fast. “Guys, that’s—”