Nothing Special (Nothing Special 1)

God was just dipping down and licking Day’s balls when someone rang the doorbell. Day dropped his head back making a hard thunk sound on the stairs when God released his sac and released the hold on his throat. Day loved when God overpowered him, it gave him such an awesome high.

“Are you expecting someone?” God stood up and buttoned his jeans.

“Fuck no.” Day looked at his watch. There was no way Jaxson or anyone in his family would make an impromptu visit at almost eight at night.

Day tried unsuccessfully to push his cock down as he made his way to the front door.

“This better be Ed McMahon with a big fucking check or else someone is getting hurt,” Day said by way of greeting as he jerked the door open. He heard his lover laughing behind him, but turned very serious when they saw who their pop-up visitor was.

God quickly stepped around Day.

“Genesis. What are you doing here? Are you okay?” God said hurriedly.

His brother was standing there with a medium-sized box in his hands staring back at him. God saw immediately that there was no hate in his brother’s eyes as he looked at him… only…

Sadness. Oh no. “Is mom hurt?” God said quickly.

Genesis shook his head no. God was getting a little nervous about Genesis’s arrival. He felt Day place a protective hand on his shoulder.

“I don’t like this, Cash. He tried to hurt you before,” Day said from beside him.

Before God could respond, Genesis finally spoke up.

“I’m not here to cause any problems.”

“How’d you know where I lived?” God asked.

“I followed y’all home from your job,” Genesis admitted.

“You did what?” Day barked.

God placed his hand on Day’s chest and moved him back some. He turned to face his lover.

“Let me speak to him please. He said he’s not here for trouble. Why don’t you go for a ride and let me and him—”

“I’m not leaving you,” Day argued back.

“Shhh. Okay. I’m sorry. This is your house, I shouldn’t have sugges—”

“See! I’m not liking this already. This is your house too and you know it!” Day scowled at God.

“I can leave. I didn’t mean to upset anyone.” Genesis turned to walk away.

“No! Gen, wait!” God called out.

He blew a tiresome breath. “Day, please just give us a little privacy,” God pleaded with his eyes.

“Okay. I’ll be right in the kitchen,” Day said and turned to Genesis, raising his voice. “Only a few feet away.”

Genesis’s head snapped back at Day’s tone making God sigh and roll his eyes at his lover. Day turned and walked away as slowly as he could.

“Genesis, do you want to come in or do you want to talk standing out here on the porch?” God asked him.

“Umm. Yeah, I’ll come in.”

God stepped back and let Genesis come inside. He closed and locked the door behind him. God led the way into the den and Genesis sat in the chair opposite the long sofa with God on the extended ottoman facing him.

God took in Genesis from head to toe. Damn, his brother had grown to look just like him; tall, brawny, bright green eyes with long, light-colored eyelashes. His hair was in a buzz cut and his sideburns were connected to his goatee. He had on a plain green-and-white-striped collared shirt that stretched over his broad chest and faded blue jeans. His low-top Converse were green and looked like they had a lot of miles on them.

“Your boyfriend is pretty scary,” Genesis said.

God snorted and looked toward the other room. “He’s all bark and no bite.” God snapped his head back around at his brother. “Wait. How do you know he’s my boyfriend?”

Genesis gave him a look that said, “Really?” and God shook his head.

“It doesn’t bother you?” God said quietly, his rough voice already laced with emotion from having his little brother in front of him and not trying to kill him.

Genesis shrugged. “Why would it bother me? I’m gay too… well, bisexual I guess. I had a boyfriend for a while, but now I’m dating a girl. She’s a cheerleader at my school. She’s pretty cool.”

God nearly had to pick his lip up from the floor. He’s bisexual. How the hell did I miss that? Where the hell was all this coming from and why the hell was Genesis having such an easy conversation with him like they were best friends?

“Genesis, I have to say.” God shook his head to clear it before speaking again. “I have no clue what the hell is going on. Why are you telling me this stuff?”

“Because I know,” Genesis replied.

They sat staring at each other for a few long minutes. Suddenly, his brother’s eyes welled with tears and his body began to shake.

“Whoa. You know what, Gen?” God frowned still at a complete lost.

“I fucking know, Cashel!” Genesis yelled surging out of his seat to stand over God.