Jodie's problem

Jodie wrote down a name and number on a steno pad, “Yes ma’am, I’ll let Mr.Morrison know you called as soon as he gets back in.” Before they could leave, the phone rang one final time while Eric talked with Ty. ‘ Mr.Morrison.’ Jodie giggled after hanging up, ‘Like he’s really my boss.’ she giggled again picking up her phone and checking her makeup, ‘He’s my boyfriend not my boss.’ Jodie uncapped her lipstick and suddenly stopped, ‘ He’s not really my boyfriend either...just cause we…this is getting out of hand. In a couple of months this is all going to be over and we can get back to being just friends.’ Jodie frowned and finished applying his makeup.

The door whined as it opened and a sweaty Eric walked inside, “Cheese and rice.” He groaned, throwing off his tank top to towel off his sweaty body. Jodie was going to ask what was wrong but his voice caught in his throat when Eric turned his back to him. Jodie swallowed hard as he watched his friend and current pretend boyfriend flexing and stretching out the soreness in his back. “Baby, you are not gonna believe the call I...you okay?” When he turned around Eric caught Jodie nervously biting her lip. “Jodie?”

“Huh, yeah. What?” Jodie blushed, embarrassed he was clearly ogling his friend’s muscles.

“Are you okay?”

“Yeah, just...spacing out I guess.” He giggled nervously.

Not satisfied with Jodie’s lie, Eric approached Jodie, still not wearing a shirt, and put the back of his hand to his girlfriend’s forehead. “You feel a little warm. Maybe we should get you some air.” Jodie nodded nervously, he was feeling warm but not due to lack of air. Eric helped Jodie down the small stairs and wrapped an arm around her while they walked to the parking area. “Better?”

Jodie rested his head on Eric. He decided that was probably a terrible idea as he could feel his weird thoughts flaring up again. “Yes, thank you.”

Eric kissed Jodie’s head “So…how are you feeling?”

“...better?”

“I mean about...pain wise and, you know, everything.”

Jodie bit his lip understanding Eric was asking about his breasts. For a moment his mind flashed back to him playing with his breasts and the mix of pleasure and pain he felt. “I’m, like,...getting used to them I guess...the attention though...not so much.”

“Most pretty girls do that.” Jodie blushed again as Eric opened the passenger side door. Eric took his gym bag out of the seat allowing Jodie to sit. She smoothed out her dress before sitting in as ladylike as she could. “Gimme a second to get dressed.”

“Aw, I was enjoying the view.” Jodie blushed as he realized what he had said might have been taken seriously. It had been true but he didn’t want his friend to know it, he might think he was...gay. ‘Because the sex totally wouldn’t make him think that.’

“You see it every night.” Eric smirked as he took out another tank top, different from the simple white one he wore under his work shirt, this one did everything it could to show off his muscular arms and back. Such a shirt he could never wear on the site because of how little protection it would offer him and how loosely it hung around his washboard stomach to allow more freedom of movement, practically a **** sentence on a job site.

Eric threw his bag in the back and climbed into the driver’s seat, Jodie read the two words printed on his shirt, “Buff Daddy?”

Eric’s eyes went wide and he couldn’t help but laugh nervously, “Uh, yeah. Becky got it for me as a joke gift for my birthday. I didn’t even think about it, I just tossed it in my bag last night. I can take it off if you want.”

“No!” Jodie absolutely, positively, did not want Eric to take off his shirt. “I mean, it’s, like, not a big deal. I know she, like, meant a lot to you.” He wanted him to a little. For Eric's same... obviously.

“Not as much as you.” Eric tossed the shirt out of the window before Jodie could stop him. Jodie scrambled over Eric instinctively trying to grab the shirt.

“Seriously you don’t-” Jodie stopped when he realized he was sitting in Eric’s lap and his new chest was directly in his face. “Y...you didn’t have to, like, do that.”

“You used to say getting rid of her things would help me move on.”

“Yeah but-”

“I want to move on, Jodie.” Something in the way he said it, or maybe the look in his eyes, made Jodie’s heart flutter.

“I don’t want you doing this because I, like, nagged you.” He didn’t, he wanted his friend to be truly over her so he could be happy again.

“I’m not. Not because you nagged me. You just...helped me see I can move on.” Jodie smiled, after everything he had done to hurt his friend it was nice to know he was actually helping him for once. Between the pounding of his heart, Eric’s member rubbing itself against his butt, the happy feeling he felt helping his friend, Jodie was powerless to stop himself from kissing Eric. Eric embraced his girlfriend running one hand over her back and the other gripping her butt. Jodie bit Eric’s lips, enjoying the smile in his eyes before she kissed him again. One thought remained in her head; was she about to have sex with Eric again? In public? And why did that make her excited? The couple were lost in their passion for several minutes before they heard someone knocking on the door.

Jodie threw himself into the passenger seat banging his knee as he did. Eric rolled the window down to see what was so important to interrupt them. “Mr. Morrison,” The guard cleared his throat, “I just wanted to let you know I was about to lock the gates.”

“Thanks, Lenny.” He said ungratefully. “We’ll uh, we’ll be heading out in a second.”

Lenny, the guard, nodded and tapped the roof, “You two drive safe, okay?” Jodie nodded, clutching his chest, refusing to meet either man’s eyes and covering his hard nipples.

As they drove out Jodie still refused to look at anything but the dashboard. “Jodie,” he shook his head, “he’s gone now baby, there’s no need to be embarrassed." He shook his head again, he had made out with his b-friend, someone had seen, they were going to do more! If Lenny hadn’t come they would still be parked and they would be having sex...again!

Eric turned the radio on, leaving Jodie to her thoughts while he drove home.

Jodie didn’t speak again until dinner, and that was to Lauren to ask more details about her interview and her new hair. Eric tried to reassure himself it wasn’t anything he did, but he worried being caught Lenny might have sparked a bout of dysphoria for her. When they got home she immediately went into their room to change into pajamas and aside from a short talk with Lauren she spent most of her time on her phone.

After dinner they all sat and watched television together, Jodie tried to sit as far away from Eric as he could on the couch but it only gave him an inch or two and eventually he found himself in the usual position curled up with Eric. Eric softly kissed her head again, "Have I told you recently how beautiful you are?"

Jodie buried his head in Eric's chest, "No I'm not." Jodie groaned.

"Yes you are. You're the most beautiful girl-"

Jodie jumped up and hurried to their shared bathroom and locked the door. After a few seconds of arguing from the living room Jodie heard knocking on the bathroom door. "Jodie?" Eric's voice was full of concern for his girlfriend. "Is everything ok?"

Jodie tried to muster up the strength to lie but he failed miserably and broke into tears. "No."

"What's wrong?"

"I don't wanna talk about it."

"Jodie, baby, whatever it is I'm-"

"I said I don't want to talk about it!" Jodie yelled at the door. Scattered thoughts ran through Jodie's head. How did he let this all happen? Why did he, not once, but twice in the same day initiate sex with his best friend? He was disgusted by men but why did he want Eric to hold him, even now? What kind of a man would want this?!