“Nah, I’m good,” Steve said, not tearing his eyes away from the screen where the super-hot lead actress was currently lounging around in lace underwear. “I’m trying to eat healthier. Y’know for football.”
“Of course,” Taylor said, trying not to laugh. I smiled and stuck my spoon into the rich ice cream, spooning the creamy treat into my mouth, making sure I locked eyes with Taylor the whole time.
His expression was totally worth the coughing fit I had when I choked on my spoonful of ice cream.
Later that night, when I was tucked into bed under my nice, clean sheets, I turned the whole evening over in my head again.
I was still struggling to believe this was real. There were suddenly so many things that were unsaid between us, and I didn’t know where to go from here. Part of me was still dumbstruck Taylor said he’d choose me. I wasn’t anyone particularly special.
I sighed, rolling over in bed and burying my face in my pillow. I was so confused about everything, and it made me feel nauseous. It made me wish I had someone who I could talk everything out with, someone who might understand and could offer a fresh perspective.
I rolled over again and grabbed my phone from its place on my bedside table, pulling open the Pornblr app. I did have one person I could ask. I just had to hope he wouldn’t mind me asking.
thick boy in lace Hey are you up?
mr. smith Of course, sweet boy. Is everything okay?
thick boy in lace Yeah… I think so. I know we haven’t spoken in ages, but I could really, really use your help right now
thick boy in lace It’s about my hook-up
thick boy in lace I have no idea what to do
mr. smith It’s okay. We’ll figure it out
mr. smith What’s got you all wound up? Did something happen? Did he hurt you?
The breath I didn’t know I’d been holding came out in a rush. Everything was going to be okay. Mr. Smith would help me figure everything out, and then I could go from there.
thick boy in lace No, it’s not bad! He’s amazing, and I realised I think I’m in love with him, and I have no fucking clue what to do =/
thick boy in lace Like, we said this was just sex, but I don’t think it is anymore
thick boy in lace Something’s changed. I just don’t know what. Like he’s been taking care of me because I’ve been sick, and he made me food and made me shower. When I’ve been ill before, I’ve usually looked after myself, but this time he wanted to take care of me. And then we were watching a movie and we ended up having this kinda emotional moment? Idk. It felt like something big, but we got interrupted by my other roommate which sort of ruined it
thick boy in lace Sorry that was an essay lol
The tight band in my stomach eased. Just typing everything out had made me a little more relaxed. I knew I couldn’t expect Mr. Smith to magically solve all my problems, but maybe he could help me figure out what my next move should be.
mr. smith It’s okay. It’s what I’m here for
mr. smith Look, you know I’m no relationship expert, but even from where I’m sitting it’s clear as fucking day that you’re in love with this guy. I don’t think there’s any “think” about it
thick boy in lace Yeah, you’re right. I don’t think I love him. I know I love him
mr. smith Good boy, I’m proud of you
mr. smith And I think you’re right. It’s not about sex anymore
mr. smith You’ve told me that he takes care of you when you’re sick, buys you pretty, expensive panties, fucks you like a dream and wants to spend extra time with you afterwards
mr. smith No way are you guys are just fuck buddies
mr. smith You’re pretty much in a relationship. You just haven’t realised it yet ;)
thick boy in lace Really? You don’t think he’s just being nice?
mr. smith Baby, those are all things I’d do for my boyfriend, not some random piece of ass
mr. smith He obviously cares for you. I just don’t think he knows it. He seems kinda dense from what you’ve said lol
thick boy in lace Tbh I think I’m dense too. We’re just two idiots stumbling around in the dark!
mr. smith Well, lucky for you I have a torch
I snorted, then coughed, my rib muscles complaining again. Ugh, I fucking hated being ill! Still, Mr. Smith, had a point. I mean, Taylor had spent more time with me, had more interest in me, and had taken better care of me than most of my previous boyfriends. How had I not seen that before?
But that meant I now had to seriously consider the question I feared most.
thick boy in lace So I guess you think I should tell him then?
mr. smith Yep. Idk if he’ll be ready to hear it. He might run. But I think you’ve gotta tell him
mr.smith Otherwise I don’t think it’ll end well
mr.smith And I don’t want to see my sweet boy with a broken heart
thick boy in lace Thanks <3 You’ve been so great about all this
mr.smith No worries
thick boy in lace Sooooo any ideas on how to tell him?
mr.smith Nope. You’re on your own here lol
thick boy in lace So mean!
thick boy in lace Btw, I meant to ask, how are things going with your roommate?
mr.smith Honestly? I’m in the same boat as you. I’m crazy about him. I just don’t think he knows it yet
thick boy in lace We’re both idiots, aren’t we?
mr.smith Probably!
I smiled and shook my head as I typed out a couple more messages before putting my phone down. Talking it out had definitely helped, and it was nice to know I wasn’t the only one who felt like this. Now all I had to do was figure out
