Chapter 16. My brother is bisexual

16 In Callahan's exquisitely furnished bedroom, Bash sat on one of his armchairs, looking at Callahan intently like he was scared he might get attacked by the man. The room was adjacent to Storm's own. Bash discovered that it belonged to his benefactor and that only Callahan is allowed to inhabit it.

"I won't bite, "Callahan asserted with a grin. He was lying on his bed while Bash was on the chair opposite and far from the bed.

Bash rolled his eyes, "I won't take any chances, moreover do you think it would be too soon to leave?" he asked.

Callahan's smile slightly faded, here the cutie goes again, making it obvious that he only likes his brother. "How long did Storm stay after he fucked you?" he sarcastically asked.

Bash turned crimson. "You, you didn't have to bring that up, "he stuttered.

Callahan winked. "Then don't ask me stupid questions."

Bash decided to be quiet and play with his phone, while Callahan for reasons he didn't mention turned off the lights of his nightstand after which he switched off the entire room light with the switch above his bed.

Even with the darkness, Bash still refused to speak, he knew Callahan was just playing games so he could talk to him but he won't let the psychopath win. Callahan on the other hand was just enjoying the view of Bash's face from his phone light.

He already predicted that the cutie would ignore him so he just kept on staring. Bash peeked in his direction and meet those black and white orbs looking straight at him. He sucked his lower lip and gaped back at his phone, it was the one thing that helped when he was nervous.

But that deed made Callahan's breath hick, he also sucked his lower lip, visualizing that he was the one sucking Bash's lips instead. His body reacted and the thing in-between his legs hardened. He shut his eyes and cursed, "fuck!" ' This cutie is setting me ablaze again. '

Bash heard Callahan's curse but still stayed still. He could care less what was making him curse. Callahan stroked his tempo and sough. "You may leave now, you've been here long enough. Am sure the message has been passed."

Bash vault off the seat and whisked to the door rapidly. After closing it, he leaned his back on the door. His hand on his chest, he exhaled in mitigation, "finally, "he murmured.

"Finally what?"Bash heeded Storm who was just standing near his stairs say, frightening the Boy in the process.

"Ummmmmh Storm I didn't see you there..."Bash's heart almost leaped out of his chest.

Storm crossed his arms. "Mr. Storm, you will address me with respect you little whore, "he spat.

Bash tilted his head, confused by the sudden insult blow. "What~what did I do? "he implored.

Storm paced closer, so close he was face to face with Bash and he trembled as he looked in those anger-filled brown eyes." I know what you are, "he began. "A parasite and a social climber, you failed to entice me now you are throwing yourself at my brother. What do you want huh? Money? I offered you a huge sum but you refused because of your greed you gold digger!"

Bash's eyes became moist." I don't want your money, "he murmured.

Storm shoved Bash to the wall beside the door and blocked him from moving with his hands on each side of Bash's head. "So what do you want? To ruin my family? Or do you just want my attention?" Seeing Bash's gaze softened by the last question he reckoned he was right. "Well, that is the one thing you will never have, stay away from my brother. I don't want to ever see on this end again or I'll throw you out like the dog you are."

Bash's tears came pouring and Storm moved his hands. "Get out sight!" He whispered.

The moping boy ran away, Storm jeered and continued to his room. "That should keep you away for now, "he said. Having understood that Bash took his words to heart he plans to use them to tame the boy.

Bash reached his room and dropped on his bed, hugging his knees, he wished he could call Panda and tell her everything but Callahan warned him to keep it private not to tell even his shadow. He sobbed more because he knew Panda would scold him if she finds out about the occurrence between him and Storm.

Inducting in the dark with his head on the bedpost yet again left Bash thinking, "maybe I should give up, he is not the man for me..." he said as he drifted into slumber.

*

Bam! bam! Bam! Bash's listened to his door cry, he opened it and met Callahan. His brows dropped, "it's you... Good morning."

"Wow you look awful, "Callahan said. He tries to touch Bash's face but he dodged his hand. "Fine, I won't touch you but at least let me in."

Bash gave way and the man entered with him following behind after he shut the door. He certainly looked awful, his eyes were swollen and his hair looked disheveled, moreover, he was still wearing the pants and shirt from the previous night.

There were two blue leather box chairs fronting each other beside Bash's bed, that is where they sat and Bash began, "I don't think I want to go through with this plan, Storm detests me. He has no interest in men."

Callahan looked at his doll for a moment, he poked his tongue in the walls of his mouth, deliberating on what you tell him. "You make me laugh, so now my brother is like the actor from hangover 3 who sleeps with shemales without knowing?"

Bash shrugged. "He was pretty drunk that night, so yeah maybe he is like the actor, "he let out.

Callahan rested his chin on his hand. He puckered his brows, he didn't want his cutie to give up before the main cause. "Don't be foolish, I know Storm better than you do. Do you think you are the first man he's been with? Don't wisecrack yourself my brother is bisexual just that he likes women more than men, "he announced.

With restored desire Bash glowed, "I will change that ."

"Good, You are back to your senses," Callahan said, he claps his hands once. "Look, I have a meeting to attend today so I'll let you figure out a way to get my brother to look at you with love instead of the fake disgust he shows. I can't tell you about his past but just know that this is him rubbing his insecurities on you. He is not a horrible person just a little broken."