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Chapter 6 - Chapter 6 - Cam

My phone rang early one morning and I groaned against my pillow as I reached over. I was ready to beat up whoever disturbed my well-earned lie-in. 

"What!" I grumbled. 

"Well, good morning to you too, sunshine," Blake teased. 

"What do you want Blake," I groaned. 

"I need a favour," he laughed. 

"No!" 

"Oh come on, you don't know what I'm asking for," he whined. 

"I don't care, the answer is no," I told him. 

"Don't be like that, it's for Eli," he whined again. 

I shot straight up. 

"What do you mean?" I asked, fully awake now. 

I put him on speaker as I quickly got dressed. 

"Pa's giving him the big shed to use as a studio for his pictures but it needs gutting and fixing up. Ma has taken Eli to get some equipment he needs and she told me to do the shed. I need your help though," he pleaded. 

"Fine, I'll do this for Eli and your Ma," I told him. "Just make sure your Ma makes some chilli for dinner."

"Hey!" he'd shouted just before I'd hung up and headed over. 

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Several hours later, I was covered in sweat and finally finished. The shed had been bigger than I had expected. It looked so small from the outside, but it actually went further back towards the treeline. 

We'd taken out every old piece of gardening equipment, as well as all the rotten benches and tables. Now, we were resting with a cold beer before starting on the task of painting the walls. This part I hated most but I was doing it for Eli. 

"Look at these two lazy boys sunning themselves instead of working," Mrs Ramirez teased. 

Eli stood next to her with a big box and a smile on his face. Blake pouted next to me and I laughed. 

"Oh come on Ma! We've been at it all morning, we're just taking a breather before we start painting the mini-mansion. It's our day off, you know."

"Oh hush up!" she demanded playfully. "It's not like you do this every weekend."

"Ma, let's put this stuff in the study for now and I'll come to help them paint. That way it gets done quicker and done right," he teased before winking at both of us. 

"You cheeky little …" Blake called after him. 

I couldn't help but laugh. Eli seemed in a far better mood than when I last saw him. Blake pulled me towards the shed and I sighed, better get this over with. 

Despite what he said, Eli didn't come to help us paint. Well, not until we were well over half way done. He'd playfully teased his brother about missing spots, even doing it to me. 

That had earned him a smack with the paint brush. We'd all burst out laughing. When we were done we all headed inside. Mrs Ramirez insisted I get a shower and stay for dinner, I wasn't gonna say no. 

Blake gave me some of his clothes and ushered me towards Duke's room. I'd crashed in there a few times over the years when he was away, especially after Matthew had passed. 

I was standing under the hot spray when I heard the door click open. My cock jerked when I heard a whistle. I knew whose voice that was. 

"Well now, isn't this a nice view to walk into," he teased. 

With a smirk, I turned my head and winked at him. 

"Take a picture, it will last longer."

His smile turned into a smirk before he quickly left the room. I frowned, unsure if I'd said something wrong. However, when he returned, my smirk re-emerged. 

Eli held what looked to be a new fancy looking camera. He pressed some buttons and then lifted it to his eye. A click filled the silence before he pulled the camera down and smirked at the image. 

"Not bad!" he teased. 

"I can do better!" I teased back before turning. 

Eli gasped as my huge erect dick pointed straight at him. The spray hit the back of my neck, creating a water curtain down both sides of my body. 

With hungry eyes and a gulp, he raised the camera. I looked down at my dick as I heard the click again. With shaky hands, I lifted one and started to slow rub my shaft. 

Click!

Click!

My other hand came up to pinch my nipples as my hips rocked forward to match my pumps. 

Click!

I moaned as I felt my release spiking. With a grunt, I pictured Eli on his knees in front of me, wrapping his warm mouth around my head. That was all it took to spill my seed all over the bathroom floor. 

"Fuck, that was hot!" he moaned. 

I smirked as I watched him rubbing himself through his pants. 

"Do you think it would be inappropriate to print these and hang them in my studio?" he groaned.

"Maybe," I chuckled. "It depends on what type of photos you want to take or if you want your dad to have a heart attack."

He laughed before turning back into the room and disappearing. I'd quickly rinsed off, gotten dressed and followed him downstairs. Blake eyed me funnily as we sat but said nothing for the rest of the night.

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It had been a week since that night and I'd not seen him. He'd been holed up in his new studio getting everything ready. The few times I met up with Blake I'd feel disappointed when he didn't come too, and excited if he did. 

That night, Blake was chilling at mine. It was a rare night off for him and he said he wanted to hang with me instead of going to the bar. 

He'd been a bit quiet lately, well it was ever since he'd taken Pax home. I wondered if anything had finally happened between the two. 

We were sitting on the couch, drinking some beers and watching a Tv show he liked, one about nerds and a hot woman. He'd been bugging me about watching it for ages and I finally caved. 

Neither of us had spoken for a while, so when he finally did, his voice echoed loudly. 

"So, you and my brother huh?" he asked. 

I almost choked on the sip of beer I'd just had as I turned to him. Blake started laughing and I felt my cheeks flare up. 

"What?" I asked, eventually. 

"Come on dude, it's so obvious!" he laughed.

I opened and closed my mouth trying to think of what to say until I finally sighed. 

"Is it really that obvious?" 

Blake instantly sobered up.

"Well to me it is, I've known you for a long time. To Eli not so much. Plus, I kind of overheard you guys when you were at mine. I'd come to tell you to use my room as that was actually Eli's room."

"Damn!" I sighed. 

"It's ok man," he reassured me. "I'm happy to see you putting yourself out there again. To be honest I was ready to hit you over the head if you hadn't started something with someone soon."

I raised an eyebrow at him and he smirked with a shrug. 

"Matthew made me pinky swear to help you find someone again. He told me I wasn't allowed to let you wallow in his loss for too long. Why do you think I've been dragging you out two to three times a week."

"What?" I laughed. 

I could easily imagine Matthew grilling Blake about what he needed him to do. Matthew was gonna make sure I moved on, no matter what. 

"I miss him," I sighed. 

"Yeah, me too," Blake smiled, gripping my shoulder. "He would have liked Eli."

"Yeah?" I asked nervously. 

"Are you kidding? Matthew would have become instant friends with him, they are so alike …" Blake paused. "Is that why you …" 

"What? No!" I stopped him. "I promise you, whatever is going on with Eli and me has nothing to do with Matthew."

"Ok good," he smiled. "So … what is going on with you and Eli?"

"Honestly, I have no idea," I sighed. "I mean I like him, but the timing sucks. He's just broken up with his douche of a boyfriend and I know he isn't looking for anything serious. I mean, we've already slept together but …"

"What!, you have? When?" he spluttered.

"It's only been a couple of times. The first was a drunken one night stand when we first met."

"Damn! I don't know if I want to know more or less, I mean he is my little bro afterall."

Blake laughed and I felt a little better. 

"The other time was after his ex called and he needed to let off some steam."

Blake groaned into his hands before laughing and playfully shoving me. 

"After the first time, he started to freak out and we talked. I told him it didn't have to be anything serious and that it could just be casual for both of us."

"But that's not what you want, is it?" Blake sighed. 

"No, I guess not, never liked the idea of friends with benefits or casual hookups. The few times I did it in college before Matthew made me feel like crap."

"So, what are you gonna do?" he asked. 

I sighed and took another swig of beer. I'd been asking myself that very question since I'd met him. Only time would tell, hopefully not too much time though.