Page 42 of Unexpected Prejudice

The other day Jess had texted me they were all going camping. Since it was a random text which didn’t involve Miles, I didn’t mention it to Shay-Lee. Besides, Shay-Lee already knew Andrei and Miles were together in Paris. Oh yeah, he knew. And he wasn’t happy.

I supplied him with the bit of information I did know. “They’re going camping.”

“And who’s that?” Shay-Lee nudged his head in the direction of the guy who had his back to us.

“I don’t know,” I started saying as the guy turned around and moved toward the driver seat. “I’m assuming that’s Chief.” He was too far for me to notice anything but his tan skin, dark hair, and fit frame.

“So, they’re going away? For how long?”

As the rest of their group climbed into the truck, I tore my eyes away from them and looked at Shay-Lee. “From what I know, only for the weekend.”

“Jordy.”

“Yeah?”

“You don’t happen to know where they live, do you?”

“I don’t think this is a good idea,” I said as Shay-Lee walked into the empty house.

“C’mon, Jordy. They left the key under the mat, so technically, we’re not even breaking in,” he said and sent me a grin over his shoulder. “We’re just gonna have a quick look and get out, alright?”

Not wanting to stay on their doorstep and attract attention, I entered the house and closed the door after I checked that no one had noticed us.

Shay-Lee had somehow managed to convince me into breaking into their house with him. What did he call it? Selective probing. Probing my ass. We were trespassing at best and breaking in at worst.

The idea of breaking the law tightened my body with nerves, and I stuck close to Shay-Lee, expecting the police to burst in at any moment. My obvious fear made him chuckle. Insulted, I took a step back and looked around, trying to look unfazed.

Their house looked cozy, with lots of woodwork, bright colors, plants, and walls full of pictures and surfboards. Who used surfboards as decor?

We walked into a big, neat bedroom on the first floor. The bed was made and had some folded clothes on it, while on the floor beside it was a big pillow, probably for a dog. We were lucky they’d decided to take their dogs with them. The last thing I needed was to run from three giant-ass pit bulls wanting to eat my eyeballs.

“Aww, how charming,” Shay-Lee sneered as he picked up one of the framed photos from the bedside table.

I stepped behind him and peeked at the picture over his shoulder. It was of Chief, with all four guys, posing in front of the ocean. Chief’s hands rested on Jess’s and Andrei’s shoulders while Levi stood in the middle of their group and Diesel sat on the sand beneath them. They all looked happy, dressed in wetsuits, with their boards behind them. The timestamp on the corner of the photo showed it was taken two years back.

Putting the photo back in its place, Shay-Lee moved to a different room. After a quick scan of the first floor, we climbed to the second. Right after the stairs, the first room had lots of books and art hung all over the walls.

“I think that’s Jess and Levi’s room,” I said as I checked the dressing table packed with hair products and makeup. Considering how Jess was the only one out of the four of them to use some, it was an easy guess. I really liked it when he wore it. I’d never given much thought to boys with makeup before. I couldn’t say it was my taste, but it worked for Jess. I always assumed eyeshadows and blush would make someone look a bit more feminine, but I was wrong. Jess looked the same, only cooler. Like one of those K-pop idols. The only reason I knew shit about K-pop was my mom, who really loved it.

“Check this out.” Shay-Lee whistled as he flipped through a sketchbook he found on the table. Looking over his shoulder, I saw what had made him so intrigued.

“Fuck,” I gasped as I looked at the sex drawings captured in those rough papers. They were seriously hot. Sketch after sketch of hot gay sex.

“What do you say, Jordy, want to do this to me?” he asked as he stopped on a drawing of a guy fucking another guy from the back. My dick took notice and grew bigger with the idea of doing Shay-Lee from behind. Great, now I’d popped a semi.

He chuckled while watching me adjust myself. “Yeah, looks like you do.”

“You’re doing that on purpose,” I said as he put down the sketchbook.

“Of course, I am.” He smirked as he stepped back into the hall and opened another door that led to a bathroom. “Keep reacting this cute, and you might just get me on all fours.” His smile was coy as he looked over his shoulder at my flushed face.

The idea of Shay-Lee naked, horny, and on his hands and knees for me made me hot. Another image I shouldn’t be thinking of while breaking into someone’s house.

“I’m not cute,” I grunted, sounding like a kid.

“You are.” He laughed as he opened another door and stepped in.

“Remind me again why we broke into their house?”