Lovers are not full Just A Bit Confusing

Hannah was asleep, her long blond hair hanging over the pillow and behind her, which made her look even better.

Ryan's eyes wandered from her bare back to her flawless white buttocks and slender legs.

She slept soundly, and she felt a sense of satisfaction after sex.

He should be just as satisfied, but he isn't.

"Let's just pretend nothing happened," Jamie's words echoed in his ears, "Forget it."

Ryan pursed his lips.He couldn't forget the way Jamie was shaking with desire in his lap.The intensity of the sexual desire and need is shocking, and it seems painful to hide.While he'd known for weeks that Jamie felt "that" about him, it was one thing to "know" and quite another to "understand."Especially seeing Jamie's orgasm-after being jerked off by him-flushing and climbing the peak of bliss, it's a completely different feeling.

He didn't understand why he couldn't help thinking about it, and he didn't know why he couldn't get out of this feeling.He'd fucked a lot of women to orgasm, but Jamie...seeing that look on Jamie's face made him torn unexpectedly.He feels weird, this kind of thing is too fucking private, only lovers should see it, but at the same time...he likes it very much.He's so fucking into it.The frantic expression on Jamie's face called out those strange, tangled thoughts in the deepest part of his mind that he had never known he had before.Maybe it's just because it's so fucking private that he likes it so much.Ryan knew he was a greedy jerk whenever he met Jamie: he always wanted to know everything about Jamie, what Jamie was thinking, all his emotions.

But that still didn't explain why he kept thinking about it while lying in the same bed with the woman he loved.

Ryan sighed, stretched, and closed his eyes.

That didn't mean he suddenly started looking at Jamie "that way."He didn't.While he would never admit it to Jamie, Ryan felt a wry sense of relief as he jerked Jamie.Although he felt as weird as touching his twin brother's dick, the excitement and pleasure on Jamie's face... Ryan couldn't get it out of his mind with all his might.

Fuck it.

Ryan rubbed his face.He could only hope that yesterday's events wouldn't add to the tension between the two of them--it was already tense enough.After all, he still couldn't think of a way to solve Jamie's problem.At most, the masturbation incident showed him how doomed Jamie was, how desperately in love he was.

He sighed.

Hannah rolled over beside him, "Why aren't you asleep yet?" she murmured, putting her hands on his chest.

"I can't sleep," he said with his eyes closed. "If there is something bothering me, I keep thinking about it."

"About James?"

Ryan opened his eyes.

He caught her staring at him, winding her blonde hair lazily around his fingers.Jamie's blond hair was a little lighter than hers.

"how do you know?"

"I know you're fine at work, and we're fine, so it's just James."

Hannah looked at him curiously, "Honestly, I haven't seen him in a while. You two haven't taken me out lately."

Ryan closed his eyes again.

"It's not my business, it's not my turn to say it." He said.He didn't mind telling Hannah about it and getting her opinion, but it wasn't really something he could talk about if he wanted to.Jamie didn't want Hannah to know that he had too much pride and would be ashamed to death if Hannah found out.

Only then did he think, if he told Hannah what happened yesterday, would she think he was cheating?He dismissed the idea again, knowing it was impossible.Sensitive and empathetic, Hannah would understand and maybe even sympathize with Jamie.Thinking of this, he flinched.No, he couldn't let her know that Hannah's pity would be the last straw for Jamie.

"Can I ask you something?" she said suddenly, with undisguised curiosity.

"Of course." What is Jamie doing now?

"You have to make sure you don't get it wrong, it's a matter of assumption."

I hope that fool doesn't blame himself for what happened yesterday.But he knew Jamie, and he must be blaming himself.

"Ryan?"

"Of course, my dear." He took a while to answer, "I promise."

"If James was a girl, would he be your girlfriend?"

Ryan opened his eyes and stared at her.Realizing she wasn't joking, he lay back on the pillow and laughed again. "What kind of problem is that?"

Hannah smiled and said, "It's just an assumption. Just imagine that James is a girl."

"I don't want Jamie to be a girl," Ryan said.

"I didn't say he was, please, just cooperate with me."

Ryan smiled and thought about it.

He frowned.The idea is really... weird.He imagined Jamie with long hair and a softer face—it didn't need to be softened too much, Jamie was cute enough for a boy.He also pictured the girl Jamie sitting on his lap, kissing him horny and shameless, wanting him, getting wet by him—

"That's ridiculous," Ryan said with a short laugh, rolling over and staring at the wall.Hold.

fuck fuck fuck.

"You're so boring," Hannah said with a sigh.

If James was a girl, would he be your girlfriend?

Hannah's question was still ringing in his ears, and the answers swirling in his head made him even more confused.

Because, he didn't know why, the answer was "yes".

"Why do you ask that?" Ryan asked with difficulty.His mind was still spinning.

Hannah yawned, turned off the lamp, and the room darkened. "Sometimes I just want to know..." She yawned again, "Forget it. Good night, baby."

"Good night."

He closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and let out a breath.His lower body was still stiff, in addition to feeling unbelievable, he also felt a little self-loathing.This is so sick.Imagining that your best friend has more "sisters" should be funny, not sexually exciting.God, Jamie is like his own brother, does gender really change his mind about him that much?Or... His feelings for Jamie are far less pure than he thought?

Ryan stopped his wild thoughts.No, he had brotherly love for Jamie.He couldn't see Jamie "that way" - it made him sick to the bone.He loves Hannah.He just didn't expect that yesterday's unexpected incident would mess up his mind so much, making him dream about something, and get into a dead end.Whether Jamie is a girl has nothing to do with how he chooses, and it is meaningless to think about such "what if" questions.Jamie is a man and Ryan doesn't want Jamie to be anything else, he just wants his friend to be happy.

No, he needed Jamie to be happy.

Because the truth is, no matter how much he loves Hannah, if Jamie isn't happy, he won't be either.

It made him resentful and irritable.

But he can't change this fact.

Hannah is his lover, but she can't replace the fair-skinned and luxurious little boy in his heart. The boy is like a baby duck just hatched, and he has been following him from the first sight Turn around.

Ryan smiled at the recollection, a love that tightened his throat.

"I won't let you down," he murmured in the dark.He's going to find a solution, and he's going to do whatever it takes to get it back on track.

play hard.