Secrets - Part 1 (Patreon)

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It was his fault, really... Maybe, if he'd just been more open, none of this would have happened.

He wouldn't have been living there, anyway, for one... Sheila's fiance had just left her, right before he'd moved in, and she'd been looking for somebody to help her pay the rent, now that he was out of the picture. It was soon enough that she wasn't interested in anything else, and, in fact, was actively trying to avoid it.

Brian had been attracted to her for a while, though, given her circumstances, he hadn't ever tried to make a move. He wasn't even really trying to do that now, either... He'd needed a place to live, too, and her house was pretty sweet, so he was more than happy to make that his new home, and do his best to ignore his feelings for her, at least for long enough not to freak her out too much... And, if something came of it once he finally did let her know, that was all the better.

That wasn't the only secret he was keeping from her, however, or ever the biggest. He'd told her the reason he needed a new place was that his old roommate was moving, which was true, technically... The part he'd left out was that he was originally planning on going, too, until, while packing, his roomie had found something in Brian's closet...

It had been a fairly small apartment, so it was probably inevitable that it would be discovered eventually. Brian had debated whether he should buy them in the first place, but being out (relatively) on his own, away from his parents, it had been too hard to resist the urge; he'd enjoyed them, too, when he had the place to himself. And, in the end, they gave him a great excuse to move in with Sheila, instead, so, despite the initial embarrassment, it was all worth it.

Maybe he should have learned his lesson after that, done a better job at hiding them, or even gotten rid of them, to ensure his secrets stayed secret... But this was a whole house, with much more room to himself. Surely, he would have more of a chance to indulge himself there than he ever had at the apartment...

He was understandably leery about trying again, though, so despite his newfound freedom, he still hadn't taken advantage of the new space yet, just left them sitting in his closet, waiting for the perfect time, just like at his old place. He had no idea if she'd actually care or not, but decided it would be better to play it safe for now.

Sometimes, he wondered if he'd made a mistake... If he'd gone with disposables, rather than cloth, they would have been much easier to deal with, once he'd used them... He'd only have to sneak them out, throw them away, and be done with them; now, he had to wash them right away, or tuck them into the bottom of his laundry basket. At the time, he told himself he was only trying to be environmentally conscious, although, if he was being honest, it had more to do with how much thicker the cloth ones looked... The disposables that came anywhere near that size all had such stupid, babyish designs on them, and that was not what he was into at all. The cloth ones were even bigger, were reusable, and he could get them in plain white; they seemed like the logical choice, until he actually had them.

Still, having a washer and dryer in the house, instead of relying on the laundromat, and finding a time to go there where he could load the machines, and transfer things between them, when he wouldn't have to worry about anyone else seeing, did make them seem like a far better idea now. His hesitance was silly; just because he'd been found out once, didn't mean it would happen again. He had the perfect opportunity now, and he was squandering it. There was no way Sheila would ever find out...