Your cock is beautiful – 2

Her eyes widened. I’d gone straight for the elephant in the room.

“God! Shut up!” she hissed, looking behind her at the door.

I stood up and started collecting up my things, ready to head to my room.

“Tell you what, if you feel like talking about it later, in private, I’ll probably be awake most of the night anyway. Feel free to stop by my bedroom any time.” I said.

She opened her mouth to reply, anger obvious on her face.

“Hey!” I said, throwing up my free hand in a neutral gesture, “Just to talk. If you want.”

She closed her mouth, and didn’t say anything. She just nodded, and moved aside when I went to leave.

I met my sister in the hall. She handed me my charger with a smile, I returned it, and we continued on past each other.

When I closed my bedroom door, I released a huge breath. It was so tough acting like I didn’t care about this stuff, like Mia walking in on me was just a funny little accident, like deep down I didn’t still hate, and kind of fear her.

But I had to prepare. I’d given her an open invitation to my room. As a joke, sure, but I was confident she’d take me up on it tonight.

It sounded like she was really obsessing over my size, the amazed and impressed tone of her voice still clear after a week. But she was also afraid of my sister finding out, it seemed. The way she just moved out of my way…that had never happened before. It was amazing.

One way or another, through either fear or curiosity, she’d end up in my bedroom that night. I knew it.

==

It was around 2 AM when I heard footsteps in the hallway.

I’d been lying in the dark, listening to music with one ear-bud for about the last hour, waiting for her to arrive. I heard them go to bed around midnight. When I heard footsteps, I shut off my MP3 player and dropped it on the floor.

There was a soft knock at the door.

“Yeah?” I grunted.

The door slowly opened, and it was Mia. She stepped in and closed the door behind her.

I sat up and turned my lamp on, acting like I’d just been woken up.

She was wearing the same clothes she’d been wearing earlier. She must have gotten dressed again, because she wouldn’t have slept in them. It occurred to me that she’d probably been waiting for Stella to fall asleep before coming over.

I usually wore a t-shirt and sweatpants to bed, but tonight I was just wearing my boxers.

It was weird how nervous she looked. There was barely any hint of her usual bravado.

“What?” I said.

I tried to keep my tone of voice steady, to sound confident.

She avoided my eyes.

“Uh, you said I could come over, if I wanted to talk…” she said.

She was trying to sound confident, too, but there was a bit of waver in her voice.

“Yeah, I was kidding about that. Get the fuck out.” I said.

She seemed taken aback. Then I got the reaction I wanted, her old attitude flaring up in her defense.

“Seriously? You’re kicking a hot girl out of your bedroom? I mean, I’m only here to talk, but when are you ever going to get even that again?” she said.

“Yeah yeah, you’re a huge bitch, I get it. But you are in my bedroom, and it’s two in the fucking morning. You’ve never wanted to talk to me before in your life. What’s this really about?”

“I…I just don’t want you to tell Stella about…what happened…” she said.

“Why not? You walking in on me in the bathroom isn’t that weird, is it? Or maybe you told her something about it already?”

“I…You…” she stuttered.

She paused, unable to think of a good lie or flippant retort. I’d finally won an exchange, making her speechless. It felt good. But it wasn’t nearly enough.

“This is about my cock, isn’t it?” I said.

“What?” she said, surprised.

“Yeah, you caught a glimpse of it and now you want a closer look, right?”

She didn’t say anything.

I waited.

“Well, if you really don’t want anything then I’ll say it again; get the fuck out.” I said.

She didn’t move.

“Mia? Hello?”

“I want to see it.” she said.

“What?”

“Your…your penis. Show it to me.” she said.

I didn’t like how she’d said that. Like it was a command.

I chuckled.

“No.” I said.

Anger flashed across her face, and she finally met my eye for more than a few seconds.

“Look, it’s not a big deal you little freak, just show it to me and I’ll go.” she said.

I laughed again. I was really beginning to enjoy her hostility, for some strange reason.

“Tell you what. Since it’s ‘not a big deal’…strip.” I said.