"Sweet, why is your mattress so massive?"

"...to suit my two boyfriends after we snuggle collectively at evening."

Solely that is my father asking, staring on the mattress in query. Oops.

So yeah. Unruly Jethro and cocky Joel are actually formally my boyfriends. My Sweet Boys. I moved in with them, and I anticipated issues to be tense, awkward. I used to be incorrect. This feels so proper, and, properly, sizzling. These boys are so sizzling.

However with faculty beginning, Jethro returning to work on the bookshop, and Joel planning to begin his personal enterprise, the whole lot's shifting. To not overlook the truth that Joel nonetheless hasn't confronted his mother and father about our relationship, that Jethro continues to be recovering from his dad's brutal assault, and that I really feel insecure, properly...

Wait a sec. Insecure? Come on, Sweet. That is BS. These boys love you.

Yeah, I do know. The boys and me, we're strong. Nonetheless, doubt nonetheless lingers. I imply, Joel's mother and father hate one another. Jethro's dad killed his mother, for chrissakes - and my mother has acquired a sudden curiosity in intercourse toys and escort providers.

So I'm wondering if real love actually exists. Love that does not fade over time. You already know, the type that withstands nightmares and unhealthy jokes, unwashed dishes within the sink, and lack of lube. Yeah, that occurred.

These boys personal me. They're candy, horny, and caring - however will they break my coronary heart, or is that this our fortunately ever after?