Collision

*** Chapter 8

“Is this about your…thing with Brandon?”
Adam looks at Trisha, taking in her disappointed expression. Their little dating rendezvous has gone off for enough long, Adam decides. He needs a change. And he knows only one thing. That the change is not going to be Brandon’s status in his life.
“My thing with Brandon is hardly the point of discussion. I just don’t want to date you anymore.”

“Actually, it’s high time that your thing with Brandon be the highlighted topic. You’ve been fucking him behind my back-”
“So?” Adam interrupts, eyeing her incredulously, “I cannot remember you being my wife.”

Trisha turns a brilliant shade of red, her nose flaring, “It’s called decency. To not fool around with anyone when you’re already involved with someone-”
“Again, I do not remember being in a relationship with you. I had made my intentions very clear, Trisha. Don’t put words in my mouth.”
“Oh yeah, it’s a dick you like in your mouth these days. I totally forgot.”

Adam eyes her incredulously, “Have you ever met Gary?”
“Who?”
“Gary. He is in one of Brandon’s lectures. Meet him up. You’re exactly his type.”

With that Adam turns around and walks away, eyeing all the girls he passes by on his way to his lecture. He is back on the market.

Of course that doesn’t constitute his friendship with Brandon. Brandon is not his hoe. He is his bro. And as the saying goes; bros before hoes. The last few days have been spent idyllically by the both of them. With occasionally fooling around with each other, the two of them also hang about, scouting potential female sexual partners. Or simply to have non-sexual fun together. That brings Brandon together with Adam’s best friends quite a number of times, a thing Gary feels no qualms about expressing his distaste for. In response, Adam ensures to kiss Brandon, with tongue and all, whenever he is sure Gary is looking their way.

But Gary is happy too, because with Adam being back on the market again means Adam’s severe interest in girls, just as much as his interest in Brandon. That means that Gary gets to scout as many girls beside Adam, without coming across as too desperate. Because even Gary himself knows that he needs to get laid.

So the friends will end up spending their weekends at bars, checking out the girls and dirty talking about them till Riley has to excuse himself to go home and fuck his girlfriend ‘cause of all the horniness. Gary, the prudent of them all, only hits on girl non-sexually, hoping he can find someone who is interested in dating, a thing called relationship than mindless sex. When he sees Trisha for the first time, he swears he sees Jesus Christ.

Adam is too wild for any of what his best friends do. He doesn’t have a long term girlfriend and he is not looking for one. He is not uptight when it comes to his sexual endeavors, quite the opposite; quite liberal. When he finds his match, a girl with huge racks and sexy, long legs, he ensures he woos the girl till he has those sexy legs wrapped around his pelvis, his cock buried deep inside the warm pussy. More than that, he ensures to leave the half dazed girl and travel in the middle of the night to Brandon’s house, who on more than one occasion has been found having sex with other girls or guys, sometimes both at once.

Adam has been invited to join threesomes, foursomes many times, a thing he declines, claiming that he isn’t that wild yet. In reality he just doesn’t want to share Brandon when they’re having sex. He likes to know that if Brandon is a moaning mess, he is a moaning mess only because of Adam. He may sometimes watch Brandon having sex with others, watch him pound a girl like a hammer which encourages Adam to pound Brandon’s ass that much harder later. Other times he’d watch Brandon getting fucked ruthlessly and Adam ensures that later, when alone, he makes Brandon scream louder than that incompetent guy.

More than those things, they find themselves involved in recreational, non-sexual activities. It could be watching a footy match, or going out for movies or simply lying in Brandon’s bed as Adam soothingly rubs his lower back, easing the tenderness of the fuck they had while continuing to talk of nonsensical things.

But Brandon is walking sex and that results in them having sex in situations where Adam had been adamant for a non-sexual ‘date’. Just like tonight, when Adam waits for Brandon to open the door. He has only no-sexual ideas in his mind, till Brandon opens the door. He is shirtless, his loose sweatpants leaving nothing to imagination and Adam can clearly see the outline of a hard cock inside. But it is Brandon’s eyes, his expressive eyes, displaying such salaciousness that makes Adam’s cock jump back to life.

Brandon smirks, his dimple making its presence known. He leans on the frame of his door, eyeing Adam up and down just like that first day when the both of them had sex for the first time.
“Are we having sex, Adam?”
The end.