I further cemented my Father’s preference for his youngest son when I was twenty and my father walked into my room one evening to discover me balls deep in the ass of my best friend, and learned his eldest son was bisexual. He won’t stop me from rising to a position of power within our family or withhold my portion of our family’s wealth when he dies. No matter how scandalized he was that night, he’s not foolish enough to damage my reputation in a way that’ll force him to relinquish the power he holds through my own position within The Society. He had other ideas about how to keep his son’s ‘shameful preferences’ a secret.
As long as I uphold the values, and I maintain our family’s standing he chooses to ignore my sexuality, although I’ve seen the way his face lights up when I bring women home. I’m fairly certain he hopes this is a phase, but it’s been nearly six years since he found out, and I’ve known since I was seventeen… and I’m twenty-six now. I shake my head to clear my thoughts, and head for my room. Between spending most of the time running my portion of the day to day business for the family, along with the interview this morning I’m beat. I need a shower and a full night’s sleep.
As I walk past Sebastian’s door, I hear telltale grunts, and feminine moans of pleasure and roll my eyes. With that girl out of the way, the pressure is on for him and Quinn to progress their relationship, and given that I saw her briefly in the house earlier with Sebastian, it sounds like they’ve not only kissed and made up, but are well on their way to becoming the perfect couple our families want them to be. They’ve always been close and felt that way about each other, it’s just that Sebastian was too busy exploring other options to pay attention to Quinn.
Moving through the house, I think longingly of the shower in my room and being able to wash off the stress of the day. When I get into my room, I lock the door and make straight for the large shower in my en suite. Stripping off my clothes, I switch on the water and step under the spray. As the hot water lashes at my bare skin, I slowly start to relax and unwind. Tomorrow, things will hopefully move forward, and the weight of the stress I’ve been carrying will start to lighten.
As thoughts of Ethan flash into my mind, I let out a heavy sigh. I’ve not been able to shake him from my mind all day, and the semi I’ve been sporting because of him has been taunting me endlessly. Giving into the memory of his dark blue eyes, messy brown hair, and the way his tattooed hand gripped mine, I lower my own to my waist and squeeze my cock. I let out a groan, and fist it firmly before slowly sliding my hand up and down the shaft. Placing my palm flat against the black tiles, I lean forward and let the hot water stream down my back.
The heat surrounding me and the rushing of my blood as I chase the sensations pulsing through my body intensifies the temperature of the space I’m standing in until my skin feels as though it’s burning. I don’t stop moving my hand, groaning as the rhythmic motions and pleasurable friction I’m building with each pass of my palm up and down my cock brings me closer and closer to my release.
I imagine how he’d feel underneath my hands, and what it would be like to taste him, to feel his lips on mine and around my cock. I want to know what he tastes like, and whether his hold on my cock would be as firm as his handshake. I picture it, replacing my hand with his, and imagine that the heat wrapping around me right now is him. I fuck my hand harder, furiously chasing the cresting orgasm until it washes over me like a wave, and I come with a loud groan, spurting my release over my hand and the tiles in thick white jets. I stand underneath the water, with my eyes closed and use the wall to support myself as I shudder through the aftershocks and catch my breath.
I finish washing myself and use the water to clean away the evidence of my release. When I eventually step out of the shower into the warm room and wrap the towel around myself, I’m cursing myself for falling victim to my desire of someone who I shouldn’t be lusting after. Not just because he’s my employee, but because I know my father, and if he finds out another of his sons is disgracing the family name by lusting after or engaging in activities with someone below our station, let alone another man, he’ll probably order me to kill him, just like he ordered me to kill that girl.
Chapter Six
Ethan
Mr. Johnson runs me through the basics to get me acquainted with their security systems, but I haven’t been granted clearance yet to access them so what I’m able to do is limited. He seems tense, and while he isn’t exactly acting in a friendly manner toward me, he isn’t being rude or dismissive. I’ve no idea what I could have done between yesterday and today, so I put it down to something else. Trouble in The Society maybe? Good. I hope there’s trouble in their little Society, because I’m going to make it a whole lot worse once I get security clearance and access to their servers.
I won’t be able to do anything right away, not without drawing suspicion on
