Wherever I go you bring me home

C1

Sals POV

Do we have time for this? I say, pushing Brian's lips off my neck.

"Relax Sal!" He says, unbuckling my pants.

We shifted positions and he stuck my cock in his mouth. But what if we get caught!

He stopped sucking and whispered.

"That's what makes it so sexy."

He began sucking the tip of penis and ran his tounge in and around it.

Oh! God!

He threw me on the closet floor and shoved his penis in me. He pumped it in and out of me.

"Damn! That's it sally boy!" Q says, grunting.

He finished and pulled up his pants. We slid down the back of the closet and began talking.

Should we tell Joe and Murr?

"No. Who knows how they would react!" He says, raising his voice.

I'm sorry. I didn't mean--- Don't get mad.

"No Sal. I shouldn't have yelled. I'm just stressed out." He explains, patting my back.

It's fine. I understand. I kissed his soft warm lips and stood up to leave. As I turned the knob Brian grabbed my hand, preventing me from exiting the closet.

"I do love you, you know." He says, rubbing his index finger and thumb against my palm.

I know.

I pulled him up and opened the door.

"There you guys are!" Murr says loudly.

I let go of Brian's hand as fast as I could and stepped three feet away from him.

Oh. Hey Murr.

"What were you guys doing in the prop closet?" He asks.

I answered as Joe approached us.

Oh well, we were looking for a prop for the 'that ain't me' bit.

"Oh okay." He says, looking me up and down.

He turned and walked away, but not before leaving one last remark.

"Oh and Sal, your fly's down."

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I sat on my couch, with my eyes glued to my phone. Brian's text was supposed to come in any minute.

I felt the urge to pee, but didn't want to leave my phone for fear of missing his text.

After a few minutes of desperately trying to hold it in, I decided to send a quick text to him in case he arrived while I was in the bathroom.

"Hey Q, when you get here don't bother knocking. Just walk in."

He responded with a "K. Be there soon."

I threw my phone down and sprinted to the bathroom. I unzipped my pants and let loose.

Aww.

I zipped up, and pumped soap on to my hands and rubbed them together. I heard distant jingling sound.

Q!? Q?! I'm coming! I scrubbed my hands on my towel and raced out.

I hope you brought condoms! I don't have any! I arrived in my living room to see Murr instead of my secret lover.

"What did you say?" He asks, dropping a box to the floor.

I smacked my hand to my head and began parading Murr with questions.

How much did you hear?
When did you get here?
Are you going to tell anyone?
What are you doing here?

"Whoa! Whoa! Sal calm down! Your like a walking panic attack!" He exclaims, stepping towards me.

How much did you hear?! I shout once more.

"Enough."