Some Like it Hot - J. D. Light Page 0,19

my upper back.

Blood rushed to my dick, making my entire body tingle. We'd given fully clothed bro hugs before, but nothing like this. His entire body was pressed to mine, and his fingers felt amazing against my back.

"Grant?" he whispered huskily, and I wondered if he was as turned on as I was. All it would take to find out was for me to press my hips to his. Let him feel me while I felt him.

"Yeah?" I asked instead, taking a deep breath of the sweet scent of him right there, at the sensitive skin of his neck.

"I really want to go to meet your family, but there is something I have to tell you first, and I don't know how."

I sighed, shaking my head "Bates, you don't have to––"

"I'm a camboy!" he blurted, cutting me off.

I squeezed him tighter, knowing he was thinking about letting go, "Uh… I know." He froze, and I held tight, pulling my head back, so I could look at him, even though I knew my face was probably bright red. "I stumbled on your stream one night when I was… you know. I didn't realize it was you at first, because I couldn't see your face, but then you did this thing… I recognized your voice."

"Oh," he whispered, biting his lip. "Did you watch it?"

"Yeah."

He laughed a little uncomfortably, licking his lips. "Even after you knew it was me?"

"Yeah."

"Is that why you decided to be my friend now?" he asked quietly. "Because you know what I do, and you think I might…"

"No!" I said quickly, hugging him again. "I've been watching for a while. I'm your friend now, because you asked me to hang out with you. I thought I scared you before, so I tried to stay away as much as I could."

He giggled, shaking his head. "You made me nervous for other reasons. Did you say you've been watching...? For a while?"

I sighed, nodding against the side of his head. "Sorry. I should have told you as soon as I found them, but I didn't know how to say it."

He hesitated a moment, his voice quiet and vulnerable when he finally spoke. "You chose to be my friend, even though you knew what my job was?"

It pissed me off to think about the people who'd never given him a chance, because of his profession. He was fucking amazing, and the idea that someone would pass up on the chance to spend real time with the man was baffling to me. He was so much more than a beautiful body and face.

"I think you missed the important part… Never mind. I don't look down on you for what you do. You shouldn't either. All that matters is what you think. Do you like what you do?"

"I think the orgasms speak for themselves."

I smirked, pulling back, so he could see my face again, and read the sincerity there. "Then fuck what everyone else thinks."

He nodded, then frowned, sighing. "That's fine for everyone else who doesn't matter in my life, but making friends can be a bit rough, and someday, I plan on getting a boyfriend."

"Well, you have a friend now, and what's stopping you from finding a boyfriend?" And what would you say if I told you I wanted to be that too?

"No guy wants to date the camboy."

"I've seen the conversation feed."

He huffed out a laugh, shaking his head. "Trust me, they don't want to date me."

I licked my lips, swallowing hard. "Everyone would want to date you if they knew you."

He gasped, his eyes widening as he watched me, a blush darkening his face. "Not if they had to take me around their family. That's why I'm not sure about going to see and meet your family. You know that Jennings and whichever brother he is dating, both know what I do for a living, right? What if it gets to everyone else?"

I cringed, rubbing his arms. "Everyone in my family already knows what you do for a living."

"What?" His face went completely white, and I groaned, feeling terrible.

"Riley caught me looking through your pictures a while back, and stole my phone to show everyone, trying to embarrass me. Jennings recognized you and got excited, so he told everyone how he knew you were from around here."

"Pictures?" His voice was high, and maybe a little panicked, but I shook my head, realizing too late what that might sound like.

"No, no. The ones on your social media accounts."

"But we didn't become friends