Brad shuffled to the door. The knocking came again. “Coming, coming, Jesus.” He opened the door. “Scoville.”
“Oh uh. You are home. Um, hi.”
Brad leaned against the door frame and crossed his arms. “Why are you here? To give me blue balls again?”
Jet Scoville shuffled his foot. “No. I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to run out when we started having sex…”
“Twice.”
Jet winced. “Yeah…”
“So why are you here?”
“Because I’ve been thinking. And of course, I wanted to apologize. But I realized that we’ve been seeing each other quite often, and we’ve stopped seeing other people, but like, I want to sleep you -”
Brad snorted. “Do you now.”
“Yes,” Jet squeaked. “But like, I realized that although I like you, I’m not ready to be in a relationship. I’m just not ready to be monogamous, and I feel like by having sex with you gives you the wrong idea. And I can’t do that to you. I’m sorry if telling you that hurts you. I don’t want to hurt you.”
Brad digested this. “Well, that explains some things, but that was a lot of assumptions you just made.”
Jet blinked. “What?”
“You may have stopped seeing other people, but I haven’t.”
“What?” Jet said.
“Cause I never saw this as a monogamous relationship. Sure we’re friends, but I never saw us hanging out as dates. I mean, we even had other people there. I was even more confused because I was getting vibes you clearly wanted the friends-with-benefits benefits but when I made a move you freaked out. Twice.”

Jet stared.
“I’m not ready for a relationship either, Scoville,” Brad continued. “Too many hot guys out there I want to sample before I settle. Like you.”
“Like me,” Jet repeats.
“Yeah.”
“Oh.” Jet was red in the face. He had gotten himself all worked up over an imagined situation. And he could have gotten what he wanted the whole time!
Brad sighed. “Well. If you still want to fuck, I’m down for that. But like, if you’re going to take things so seriously maybe you should look somewhere else. Or like, actually talk to me.”
“It’s ok, just sex?”
Brad groaned. “Yes, goddamn it Scoville.” Brad grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him towards him. “Get in here. You owe me that ass.”
“Uh ok!” jet said. Everything was crystal clear now. As Brad dragged him to the bedroom, Jet realized it he really should just listen to his dick more. His brain thought too much.

After they stripped down to their boxers, Brad paused.
“What?” Jet asked.
Brad eyed him. He waited a moment. “You stayed. Good.”
Jet was surprised to Brad smiled.

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