His Confession (BxM)

Twenty-Four; "He's all mine, ladies."

Hey, beauties, can you let me know if there's any "if's" where there should be "of's" or anything of the sort? I'm writing on a trap phone and I'm really not used to the keyboard or the size of the phone--

ANYWHOMST! I hope you enjoy! And thank you for the corrections, votes, and comments, I love you guys so much!!

I woke up to Grayson groaning and his hand rubbing over my ass, and I moaned as I sat up over his crotch and stretched my back.

"Wait. We're home?" I questioned as I looked around Grayson's room.

"Oh, yeah. I drove us home around two in the morning or something like it. You crashed hard when we finished," Grayson said.

"Finished what?"

"Making love~," he answered, giggling as he stretched his arms.

I chuckled and kissed my boyfriend on his cheeks before getting up and going to the bathroom, not bothering to close the door.

"Do you want anything? Water, juice, food? I'm about to go downstairs and get some coffee," Grayson mentioned as he came into the bathroom and kissed my cheek.

"Mm...apple juice, pretty please," I mumbled as I turned my head to kiss my boyfriend's lips.

"When are you going to stop acting like a guest? Is the house just too clean? Too big? I've told you, we're not fancy people, Benjamin," Grayson sighed.

"What? I'm using my manners," I laughed softly.

"You use your manners like how a guest uses their manners," my boyfriend said, giving me a disgusted frown.

"Shut up. Just go get me some apple juice," I giggled.

"There. That's the Benjamin I'm used to. The bully."

"I'll show you a bully, Grayson. Go get me some apple juice!"

Grayson giggled and slapped my ass before leaving our room, and I sighed happily as I shook my head.

I love him so much.

"Benny!" Arthur's voice rang from outside of my and Grayson's room door, and I made my way over, opening the door.

"Hi, Arthur," I said with a soft smile, tugging down Grayson's shirt that I was wearing, covering my front and back areas.

"Hey, do you have any condoms? I know it's, like, super upfront and annoying of me to ask you this early but..."

"Oh, no, you're fine. I--"

No! All the condoms I own have holes in them. I can't give any to him.

"Um, I don't--"

"Arthur what do you want from Benjamin?" Grayson cut me off as he walked towards our room, my apple juice in his left hand and his coffee in his right.

"Just asking for a condom," Arthur said casually.

"Do we have any left?" Grayson asked me as he came into his room, handing me the glass of apple juice.

"I don't, um-- I don't think so..? We just... We use them so often, I--"

"Oh! Sorry to cut you off, babe, but I remember seeing a few in the dresser. One minute," my boyfriend said as he made his way over to the dark brown wooden dresser.

"Yep. Here. One condom. Use it wisely," Grayson said as he handed it to his friend.

"Thanks! Good morning to you guys, by the way!" Arthur beamed, closing the door.