Chapter 5 - I Wish There Was A Pill To Make Me Forget
The weeks went on and on. One day Shawn was lying on the bed while Tyler was sucking his cock. The door to Shawn's bedroom wasn't completely closed, and he could see into the hallway. He could see a figure standing there watching. Having him standing there made him harder and caused him to come faster. He knew he had to deal with this before it became a problem again.
Shawn wasn't a terrible lover. He returned the love to Tyler before he got out of bed to get ready for work. He even made Tyler moan a little too loud when he looked up at Tyler. Tyler had clasped his hands over his mouth to try to muffle anything else that came from him before Shawn brought him to a fist-biting orgasm. Again, Shawn knew they were still being watched or that he was screwing his wife to relieve his hard-on.
Shawn kissed Tyler and told him he needed to get ready for work. Tyler was already turning over to sleep but knew he needed to get up soon too. "I'll take a shower after you if no one else does." He sounded a little annoyed, the plumbing was still out in Shawn's bathroom, so they were still down to the one shower.
"What, don't like the people who introduced us have been living here for OVER THE PAST TWO MONTHS!" Shawn chuckled as he kissed Tyler's neck. "Don't worry. Dawn and Dean close on the new house tomorrow, so they should be moving out soon. You know they weren't expecting to sell their house so quickly."
"I know. I wish they had somewhere else to go sometimes," Tyler whispered. "I can't wait to have sex again."
"Well, if someone wasn't a screamer." Shawn laughed as he got out of bed. "And didn't have a roommate."
Shawn grabbed his underclothes and headed to the bathroom. When he passed the room that Dawn and Dean were using, he could hear them going at it. He knew Dean would be waiting to get in the shower when he got out. Dean was standing there as soon as he pulled the shower curtain back to step out. "I thought this was over and done with?" Shawn questioned when he looked at Dean.
"Can we talk about it?"
"Yeah, later." Shawn grabbed his clothes, left the bathroom, and headed back to his bedroom. He found Tyler snuggled back under all the covers, asleep. Shawn smiled and slowly pulled the covers back.
"Please don't," Tyler stated in a very low voice.
"I'm up and showered. Dean should be out any minute now, get up and take one before my sister gets in. You know she can take a long one."
"But I'm warm." Tyler was holding onto the blankets.
Shawn had only put his boxers and socks on, so he crawled under the covers with Tyler and spooned him. "Yes, you are warm, but you must get up and ready for work."
Tyler fake coughed a few times. "I don't think I can. I think I'm coming down with the flu."
Shawn laughed. "The flu." He chuckled and ripped the covers off the bed as he rolled off.
"Ass."
"Yup." Shawn smiled as he grabbed his uniform pants and started dressing. Tyler sat up and slowly stood, walked to the door, looked out, and saw Dean leaving the bathroom.
"I guess I better jump in now." Tyler hated sharing the house now. He would go home to his apartment, but he loved spending every minute he could with Shawn, and he has all his research here.
When Tyler finished, everyone was in the kitchen, eating breakfast, and a plate was waiting for him next to Shawn. He had entered into an odd discussion, and Dawn looked like she didn't want to finish it once he walked in.
"You know Shawn, I am glad Dad took Rose while we had to stay here."
"Why, Sis?" Shawn chuckled. He knew why. He wondered if she would actually say it now that Tyler had walked into the room.
"You know why." Dawn blushed when she saw Tyler.
"No, I don't. Please tell me." Shawn looked as serious as he could.
"You're an ass," Dawn replied. "Because of how often you and Tyler go at it, I'm sure she would have too many questions."
"One, it is my house, and two, I am sure she has the answers to those questions. More kids these days aren't that stupid."
"No, Rose doesn't know about sex and all that stuff. She's only nine."
"Sis, that means shit nowadays, and you know that. Hell, kids grow up way too fast these days. Hell, even we, well, I knew what sex was at ten, not that I did it, but I knew what the end result got you." Shawn thought back to taking care of his younger siblings, then he shook himself out of it. "Hey Dean, you wanted me to take you to work this morning?" As Shawn stood up to take his dishes to the sink.
Dean looked startled. He was brought out of his own thoughts. "Yeah, if you wouldn't mind."
Dawn just looked between the two of them and shook her head, then she watched Shawn walk over, talk a minute with Tyler and kiss him before they walked out the door.
Shawn finally spoke up when they had been in the car for a few minutes and were a few blocks away from the house. "I thought this was over."
"So did I, but Shawn, you are the only man I love and want to be with. I don't know what it is with you." He remembered the last time they had sex, just six months ago, and smiled. He wanted Shawn's mouth around his cock again.
"Dean, you can't keep doing this. I told you the last time that it was it. I have Tyler. I don't want to lose him."
"You don't have to tell him. You can if you want, but Shawn, please, I need you. Call in sick, and let's go to a motel." Dean begged Shawn. Shawn had never seen Dean want it this bad.
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It has been an ongoing battle with Shawn about Dean. He has always loved him. Since he had laid eyes on him when he was twelve, Shawn had loved Dean. Before that, they were friends, but Dean was the popular kid, so everyone tried to be his friend. Shawn just stayed in the background. Dean noticed him but didn't care about him until Shawn was found beaten at age thirteen.
Dean didn't know what made him take the shortcut home that day, and he heard someone whimpering and found Shawn behind a garbage can. Shawn would never tell anyone who beat him, but after that day, Dean kept Shawn near him. They hung out as much as possible, and later when Shawn moved in with his father, they still stayed friends. Even when Dean asked Shawn if he could date Dawn when she turned eighteen, they remained close friends.
Dean, out of the blue, when they were in their early twenties before he started dating Dawn, he came over to Shawn's apartment late one night. He pounded on the door until Shawn woke and let him in. When he opened the door, Dean wrapped his arms around him. "Do you love me?"
"Are you drunk?" Shawn laughed.
"No. Do you love me?" Dean asked again.
"You know, I do."
"Then take me to bed."
