Dear Daddy, Please Spank Me - Chara Croft Page 0,78
in a good way. The kid went pale as a ghost in the blink of an eye, still not looking at me and biting that puffy lip of his again, so hard it turned white.
“No,” he said after a moment, sounding like he was about to be sick.
Uh… what? Shit. I’d been so good around him for so long, and now it looked like I’d gone and fucked everything up exactly the way I’d been so hell-bent on avoiding all year.
Before I could apologize or figure out how the hell to try and fix shit with him, he swallowed again, Adam’s apple bobbing, and repeated it in a slightly stronger voice. “No. I don’t… d-d-don’t do that.”
He legit looked like he was going to puke. Or cry. Or both.
“Hey,” I said, cupping his chin and turning his head toward me because I couldn’t handle the no-eye-contact thing any longer. “Sorry, sweethear—uh, Sean. I got a little carried away teasing you, but I’m an ass. Please don’t—shit.”
A single tear spilled out of his eye, rolling down his cheek before I could catch it.
“Baby, don’t,” I said, feeling lower than dirt. I’d made him cry. “I shouldn’t have said all that shit to you. I got carried away. A little excited that you might actually bat for my team, but—”
“You want me to be gay?” he blurted out, sounding shocked as he interrupted me for the second time in ever.
I blinked. “Um, yes?” I laughed, pointing down at my still-raging hard-on. “Clearly, I’d love it if you were gay, but—God, I really am an asshole.”
His eyes were so wide I was worried he’d sprain them. I dropped my hand—yep, I’d still been holding his face because touching him was fucking addictive and I apparently had zero ability to do the right thing. Except, ugh. Now I was going to make myself.
I stood up, shoving my hands into my pockets. Hands off.
“Look, I’ll leave you alone,” I said, exercising epic amounts of maturity and self-restraint this time by not pointing out how yeah, I was still going to go rub one out the minute I made it down the hall to my room.
“Wait,” Sean said, surging to his feet and grabbing onto my arm. “I… I… I am.”
“What?” I asked, covering his hand to pin it against my skin because I was a horrible, horrible person who couldn’t seem to stick to my own rules when it came to him.
“I’m g-g-gay,” Sean stuttered quietly, still pale as a ghost. “I am. I do, um, bat for your team.” He looked down, not meeting my eyes. “I just... I’m not supposed to be, and my mother—my parents—wouldn’t like it if they knew.” He glanced back up at me shyly. “I’ve… I’ve never told anyone before.”
My hand tightened spasmodically over his, something warm and kind of beautiful piercing my chest as I blinked down at him in shock. He’d come out to me? But then, as the way his voice had shaken at the mention of his parents registered, something else—something fierce and ugly—ripped through me, so hot and fast that I saw red for a moment.
I was biased—I already hadn’t liked those fuckers and all their rigid rules and expectations for him—but now, the way he looked legit terrified... Jesus. Just from having caught one side of far too many phone calls he’d taken from them since we’d moved in together, I knew he was right. No way could he come out to his parents. They’d straight-up end him for not fitting into their narrow little worldview, and that thought took me from a case of active dislike to full-on hating them in the blink of an eye.
How fucking dare they not appreciate what a gift they had in their son?
But—did I mention I’m a selfish shit and a total led-by-my-dick manwhore?—so hot on the heels of all that righteous haterade came a whole different feeling. Sean had just told me he was gay... and he’d also just popped some serious wood for me. And that? Oh, hell yeah. I started to grin. I could definitely work with that.
“What you said earlier, all that… that stuff about… what I was… was going to d-d-d-do tonight,” Sean said, still pale as fuck but now peering up at me shyly. “I don’t ever do that.”
“Don’t ever do what?” I asked, feeling dumb for a sec. What was he trying to tell me?
He suddenly blushed hard, color flooding his pale cheeks so fast they almost glowed. “I