E5: He Just Needs a Place | Brad & Cody Content Partners

This fictional story features only adult characters (18+) and portrays consensual interactions throughout.

Brad was humming again. That usually meant trouble.

He was in the kitchen, shirtless, tossing something into a pan, his boxers slipping just low enough to flash the crease of his back. I was on the couch editing a video of our last collab: the Cade Wolf one. The comments were blowing up. Some guy had written “Cody’s hole must be insured.” Another one said “This is why I pay rent late.” I couldn't stop grinning.

I scrolled through a few more replies while chewing on a grape Brad had fed me earlier. “Babe, the Cade video’s going viral.”

“Yeah. Isn't that obvious” Brad smirked.

“Someone said your cumshot looked like it came out of a fire hydrant.”

He laughed from the stove. “Tell them thank you.”

I set my phone down and stretched. My thighs still ached from riding Cade all night. Worth it. And yeah, the sex had been amazing but what stuck with me more was Brad. How he’d watched me. The way he whispered, “This is for you.” The way he’d kissed my neck between shots like he forgot the camera was even there.

I was just about to get up and join him when he turned around, spatula in one hand, casual as fuck. “Hey, babe. Just a heads up. My friend's crashing here tonight.”

I blinked. “Wait..What?”

He shrugged, went back to the pan. “Yeah. He messaged me, said he needed a place to stay. Just for a night or two.”

“…Who is he?”

“Friend from a while back. We used to work out together at his brother's gym. He’s in kind of a shitty situation. Had to leave his place last minute, didn’t get into the details, just sounded kinda upset. I said he could crash on the couch.”

I narrowed my eyes. “I thought I was the only one special who got to crash at your place..”

Brad glanced over his shoulder, smirking. “Don’t get jealous. It’s not like that.”

“I’m not jealous. I’m confused. We have one bedroom, and the couch is basically where we film cumshots.”

He laughed. “I wiped it down.”

“Brad.”

I crossed my arms. “So who is he? What’s his name?”

" My friend Jason. More of an acquaintance.. You don't know him”, said Brad.

Brad ran a hand through his hair. “Jason. Jason something. We used to work out together, like… a year ago? Haven’t talked in a bit but he messaged me out of nowhere today. Said he left his old place, needed a couch just for tonight. I told him he could crash here.”

I blinked. “Wait, you haven’t spoken in a year and now he’s sleeping on our couch?”

Brad shrugged. “I mean, yeah. He seemed kinda desperate. Like he didn’t say what happened but he sounded messed up. I figured one or two nights wouldn’t kill us.”

I looked around the apartment like it would magically grow a second bedroom. “We literally don’t have space.”

“He knows,” Brad said. “He’s just crashing, babe. It’s not a whole thing. I told him it was a temporary thing.”

I sighed. “I just don’t like randoms staying over, especially now that we film here.”

Brad came over and kissed my cheek. “He’s not random to me. And besides, he doesn’t know what we do. Not really.”, he grinned.

I raised an eyebrow. “Brad.”

“…I may have sent him our link,” he admitted, laughing under his breath. “Like, casually. Just to see if he’d freak out.”

I groaned. “You’re unbelievable.”

“He didn’t freak,” Brad said. “Said, ‘cool setup.’ That was it.”

I shook my head, still unsure. “So when’s he coming?”

Brad checked his phone. “Soon. Like, in the next ten.”

“Great,” I muttered. “Guess I’ll put pants on.”

“Or don’t,” Brad said with a grin. “Maybe he’ll be into it.”

I rolled my eyes.

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A few minutes later, there was a knock at the door.

Brad went to get it while I lingered by the kitchen, sipping water and trying not to be annoyed. I heard voices..low, casual and then someone stepped inside.

Tall. Broad. Black T-shirt, jeans, a duffel bag slung over one shoulder. He had short dark hair and a quiet kind of confidence, like he was used to taking up space. I’d never seen him before.

He gave me a quick nod. “Hey. I’m Jason.”

“Cody,” I said. “Hi.”

His handshake was firm. His eyes flicked to me, curious but polite. Something about his presence filled the apartment fast, like a storm cloud that hadn’t opened yet.

Brad clapped him on the back. “Told you I had space.”

Jason chuckled, dropping his bag by the couch. “Thanks again, man. You’re a lifesaver.”

I watched them talk for a minute. Their vibe was familiar; old gym bros, probably spotted each other on benches and swapped protein bar recommendations. Nothing about it felt threatening. But still. He was tall. Hot. Clearly used to being the center of a room.

And now he was sleeping in ours.

Brad came over and leaned in. “See? Chill. He’s nice.”

I whispered back. “He’s also a ten.”

Brad smirked. “You’re a ten.”

Jason stretched his arms behind his head and looked around. “So, uh. You guys live here together?”

“Yup,” Brad said.

Jason’s gaze lingered on the camera equipment in the corner. The softboxes. The folded ring light. The mic stand.

“You guys film stuff?” he asked, voice neutral.

“Yeah,” Brad said casually. “We do some online content.”

Jason nodded slowly. “Right. I saw the link you sent.”

There was a pause. Not awkward. Just loaded.

I stared at Brad.

He grinned. “What? I wanted him to know what he was walking into.”

Jason looked between us, then smirked. “It’s good stuff. You two have chemistry.”

My face warmed a little, but I said nothing. The idea that this random guy had seen us..me...like that? I didn’t hate it. Not entirely.

Jason pulled off his shirt and tossed it on the couch. His torso was lean, defined, lightly hairy. He stretched again, casual as hell. “Mind if I crash right now?” he asked. “It’s been a bad night..”

Brad gestured. “Yeah, man. Couch is all yours.”

Jason dropped onto it with a relieved groan, kicked off his shoes, and lay back.

Brad grabbed my hand and tugged me into the bedroom. Behind the door, he whispered, “You’re already into him.”

“I am not.”

“You are so into him.”

I gave him a look. “You’re the one who invited him.”

Brad leaned in, smiling. “I just wanted to see how the night goes.”

I shook my head. “You’re trouble.”

“Always.”, he smirked.

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Horndogs...What did you think of this episode? 🤔
Did you enjoy the surprise appearance, this “new” guy crashing for the night?

P.S. If you're a fan of My Ex’s Brother Drew, you might’ve had a little WTF moment. YES!!! It’s the same Jason, the one who texted his brother “I’m leaving” after finding out Drew was hooking up with his ex, Ryan. 👀

Just thought it was time for a little crossover event. 😉

I know Jason's not exactly a fan favorite, but hey... doesn’t hurt to let the poor guy have a fun little scene, right? Maybe a cock or two in his mouth ;)?