Free Exposure by Elizabeth Lister Page B

innocent vanilla brother."
    "What?"
    "Nothing. Never mind. So you...spanked that pretty boy's ass. Is that all?"
    God, I loved Frankie. I blushed but at least I could meet her gaze now. "Well, things got pretty intense after that..."
    "I bet."
    I think she was trying not to laugh, but I gave her a stern look and she composed herself. "But not rough or anything. I didn't spank him that hard. And he really liked it."
    "Martin, I'm sure it had nothing to do with what happened. I mean, that's pretty 'small k' kinky. We're not talking whips and chains, right?"
    "Of course not. I would never..."
    She raised her eyebrows. "Never say never, Martin."
    I rolled my eyes. "I can't believe I just told you I spanked my boyfriend and got off on it."
    "Feel better now?"
    I thought about it. "Yes, actually. But I'm worried about Jeremy."
    "Me too."
    "I'm kind of upset that he didn't tell me about this before he was forced to."
    "Oh, Martin. New relationships are hard enough without laying all your cards on the table."
    "I knew he was too good to be true."
    She stared at me with a weird look on her face. "What's that supposed to mean?"
    "Well, he's so damn good looking and sweet and smart and into me. I knew there had to be something."
    "Nobody's perfect, Martin. Y'know, he's still all those things. The fact that he's dealing with this just makes him that much more interesting."
    "I guess."
    "Don't make this about you and your insecurities. This is your chance to step up and show him that you really care, that you're not some wimp that can't deal with the more difficult things in life. Right?"
    "I think I'm falling in love with him."
    She smiled. "Oh, Martin. I knew it. He seems like such a wonderful guy."
    "He is wonderful."
    "You know, Simon knows someone with MS."
    "Really?"
    She nodded. "Yeah, this woman in his office. Maybe you could talk to her."
    I nodded. "Yeah, that would help. I don't really know what I'm dealing with here. But I can't just call her up."
    Frankie shook her head. "No, of course not. Let me talk to Simon. Maybe we can have you both for supper this week."
    "Okay. That would be great."
    She looked at me sternly. "Call him tonight, okay? And then call me. I'm worried too. I really like him, Martin."
    I nodded. "Okay."
    We stood up and I gave her a big, warm hug. "Thanks Frankie. I love you."
    "Y'old softy, you." She kissed me on the cheek and I walked her to her car. "Please call me after you talk to him tonight."
    "I will."
    The rest of the day passed pretty quickly. Of course, I couldn't stop thinking about Jeremy for a number of reasons and by seven-thirty I picked up the phone and punched in his number.
    One of his roommates answered; presumably Charlie, since I didn't recognize his voice. I heard loud music and laughter in the background.
    "Hi. Is Jeremy there?"
    "One second."
    Several moments later he came on the line. "Hello?"
    Just the sound of his voice made my cock harden and at the same time sent a wave of relief through me. "Jeremy."
    "Martin! Just a second, I'm gonna close my door."
    He did so and then I heard him settle back on his bed. "How are you?"
    "I'm fine. How are you?"
    "I'm okay. About the same, I guess. I left a message at the MS Clinic so they can call me first thing on Monday."
    "Good."
    There was a pause. "Listen, I'm sorry I didn't tell you about all this sooner," he said quietly.
    "It's okay."
    "No, it's not. I'm a pretty up-front kinda guy, as you know. I should have told you. You were pretty freaked out."
    "I didn't know what was going on. I thought it was something I did."
    He laughed. "Oh, Martin. Like what? Like you spanked me a little too hard? I'm not that delicate. And, honestly, you didn't spank me very hard. We'll have to work on that."
    Oh my lord. My cock got harder. "Do you think maybe...at the gym? I mean, do you always work out with that level of ... intensity? Or were you trying to impress me?"
    "Yeah, that might have something to do with it. I was a little hardcore, wasn't