5| Close call

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MICKEY
With every passing day that Frank hadn't said a word, my fear had slowly subsided. It was weird trusting anyone but myself. Eventually, I had actually believed that Frank wasn't going to say anything to anyone. Once again, Ian was in my room, Mandy explaining to Terry that Ian was helping me with shit to do with the Military. I was grateful to Mandy for being so kind by helping Ian and I out.

As normal, Ian and I were quietly fucking in my bedroom, the door closed. As I could feel Ian inside me, I groaned when I heard my phone buzzing. My eyes widened when I saw who had texted.

Mandy: Dad just got up. You've got 5 seconds before he opens the door and goes to the bathroom.

Putting my phone down, Ian noticed my panic and pulled out, both our bodies landing on the bed, the sheet covering our naked lower halves as we watched Terry open the bedroom door, clearly drunk or tired, or both. He walked over to the bathroom door, completely unaware of the compromising position he could have found Ian and I in.

I could see the fear on Ian's face as we heard the toilet flushing and the bathroom door open.

"Mandy's making eggs." Terry rubbed his eyes, about to walk out of the room. Before he left, he turned around, seeing Ian and I on the bed, under the covers, both our naked chests exposed.

"Put some clothes on. You two look like a couple of fags." Terry groaned before leaving the room.

Ian ran over to the door, locking it so Terry couldn't get back inside.

"Holy shit. Your dad nearly caught us..." Ian panicked.

"I- I know he did, but Ian, it's okay. He clearly didn't see anything...or think anything." I looked up at Ian, who sat down, putting a pair of my pants on.

"Mick, you realise that getting caught by your dad is 100 percent worse than being caught by Frank, right?" Ian asked, laying back. I nodded, knowing that Ian was right.

"Yeah, it is. But he didn't suspect anything Ian. That's the beauty of our arrangement with Mandy. He thinks nothing of it if he finds us in a compromising position. Isn't that the reason why we went to Mandy in the first place?" I asked, confused.

"Don't kid yourself Mickey. Sooner or later, Terry is gonna suspect something's off. He's gonna start questioning why he's never caught me and Mandy fucking, why you always seem to be fucking someone when I'm over. Face it. In reality, we're screwed." Ian rolled his eyes.

I shook my head in disbelief. Usually I was the one who worried about this shit. I was usually the one who was convinced that the relationship would fail. Yet, Ian was the one who was worrying. How the tables had turned.

"Hey. Debbie-Downer. Stop thinking so negatively. As long as our arrangement with Mandy continues, we're fine." I smirked, placing a kiss on Ian's neck.

"Wow, Mickey being so optimistic? I never thought I'd see the day." Ian joked, trying to smile.

"That's funny, considering you're usually the optimist and I'm the Debbie-Downer. I mean, I was willing to kill Frank a few days ago." I laughed, Ian smiling again.

"Do you really think that we're safe?" Ian asked, concerned.

"Jesus Christ, Ian! Yes! I genuinely believe that we're safe. Now, can we go back to me getting ass-fucked by you?" I asked, smiling.

"The door?" Ian gestured.

"You locked the damn thing you dumbass!" I couldn't help but laugh at Ian.

Straddling Ian, I continued to place kisses on his chest, hearing the tiny moans escaping Ian's mouth.

As I kissed Ian, he grabbed his phone and chuckled.

"What's so funny that you can't enjoy my kisses?" I asked, confused.

"Mandy just texted me." Ian laughed.

"Saying what?" I asked as Ian handed me his phone.

Mandy: You two are fucking gross when you're all lovey-dovey. You should be glad that it's me hearing your gross conversation and not Terry, who's currently passed out on the couch thanks to me.

I chuckled slightly, handing Ian's phone back to him as he proceeded to close his eyes and enjoy my kisses after putting his phone down on my bedside table.

"Keep the music down!" Mandy yelled from outside the bedroom, making both Ian and I laugh.

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