Chapter 12
Sabastian
After the knock, Camturned around to see who had the balls to enter his room.The expression I couldn’t read.Was it surprise?It should have been, but he furrowed his brow in such a way as to indicate that he was neither upset nor surprised.On seeing this, I thought I had been lied to, and the cute guy dressed in tight black jeans and a black shirt with open collar sporting an impressive chest, and on his head a baseball cap with the Yankees’ logo on the front.Had to be about my age, or maybe a slight bit older not much more, and my height, gave me the impression he may have been Cam’s partner coming home early from a vacation, or business trip.
My body stiffened, but Cam passed his palms over my thighs which removed the tension that had developed from being caught with my pants down literally in another man’s home.
Although I didn’t see any luggage, and the position I’d found myself in, my imagination had gotten the best of me.
I just knew this was the end of a perfect dream, and no one could convince me of anything different.Not even Cam.In this situation where a man came home, and there was another man in his bed, someone was going to lose everything, and it was probably going to be me since I’d already told myself that Cam was mine, and I’d fight for him.
Well, not in the physical sense.The dude wore a look on his face, I didn’t understand.Now there were two men I couldn’t read.Given enough time through knowing them I might have tried to figure out Cam.The young dude’s forehead furrowed, yet he was smiling and I didn’t know why.This wasn’t in my experience of dealing with men who had partners.I’d wanted a single man, a man I could trust who had told me the truth when he said to come home with him he was single.I wanted a man for myself, and that was who I’d sought, otherwise I’d never have gone to his home, or been caught with my legs wrapped around his neck and my balls in his mouth.
I needed a man that wasn’t married.No boyfriend, and strictly gay and perhaps a man my age, but now I was hung up on a man in his forties, and perhaps married and they were in an open marriage where he didn’t mind if his husband was sucking another dude’s cock.
I’d readied myself to hear Cam say,Take off your clothes, join us, because I have a wild one here, and you may like him, or his tight hole.However, that didn’t fit Cam’s profile.He didn’t appear to want to share.
The dude stood and grinned at us and my mind took off once more and I remembered I didn’t know this man, but he felt so right and he gave me the feeling I’d known him a lifetime and he was a partner and a friend.I guessed I was in my own world because we were busy in bed and Cam had been giving me a blowjob, with no time making love, or getting to know each other which called for conversations.
Our only conversations involved moaning, groaning, and sucking.I didn’t have the time to gaze at the furniture.You couldn’t fuck furniture.Therefore, I took little interest in the things lying about the house.We were in bed most of the night and inside each other which left little time to inquire about a partner, and I didn’t think it would come up or Cam would have said something, or would he?I had no reason to believe he had anyone, because there were no pictures in this room, except for a few pricy landscapes of Italy.
“What the fuck are you doing in my room?”Cam barked after he craned his head around.I reached for covers, but they were lying on the floor and he didn’t have time to cover me or himself.I lay there stiff with an expressionjust kill me,running rampant on my face.Perhaps that was how I looked when I was scared shitless.There weren’t any mirrors for me to check and with Cam leaning on my thighs, I couldn’t move anyway.
The dude strolled over to us and looked down at me and then at Cam.“I heard loud moans and I thought you were jerking off to that television screen again, but I see you have the real thing.”He leaned down to get a better look at me.I was horrified, but not embarrassed.He should have been not me.
Yeah, that’s him alright, and Sabastian is really cute.Better looking than what I see on the television.Where on earth did you find the man of your dreams?”Cam narrowed his eyes, raised his head to look at me.What was I going to say?That I started a relationship with a lie, or continued the lie and hoped no one noticed.
I wanted to shoutshut the fuck up, dude.Can’t you see I’m in love with this man, and you shouldn’t be in here fucking up my life.I was going to tell Cam in good time, but now wasn’t the time, dude, because my legs were in the air, my hand on my cock, my hole exposed to a stranger, and by this time, Cam was no longer a stranger, but you were.
When a man had bent over for you, and now you were reciprocating, and he was seeing you in the raw with all your childhood scars and moles exposed, I’d say that was as intimate as you could get, and there wasn’t room to correct any wrongs.
I couldn’t admit who I was not until after I’d been sure Cam liked me for me, and not some jerk I was pretending to be on television, selling women’s handbags, makeup and clothes because I wanted to be an influencer, and sell all kinds of shit I didn’t use, because I needed the money to pay for my lifestyle, and my mother’s condo I’d bought for her when I received a large check from some social media sites.
“Get the fuck out of my room,” Cam barked, his voice irritated yet calm and even, but he wasn’t looking at me, it was at the dude who had interrupted the best love-making of my life.
Cam knew what he was doing.I’d say in his thirty or forty-something years, he’d placed those plump lips over a cock or two.I could have been jealous of what I knew to be a somewhat experienced man who had been adept in how to satisfy me.However, I was just happy he didn’t need me to instruct him, because he was an expert when it came to a dick, and here I was thinking I was showing him something by fucking him.
“Okay, don’t get your panties in a bunch.I thought I was doing you a favor by intervening.You know it isn’t healthy to—”
“Get out, will you?”The dude turned to rush for the door, and he slammed the door behind him.