Page 81 of Why Cheese?
What does he mean no? He’s in a chokehold. He needs help.
Roq grabs Cam by the hips and rams them into the vat. Milk sloshes over the side, striking the floor with a wet splat. “What. Do you think. You are doing?” Roq pants, his nose nearly touching the tip of Cam’s. Not even for a second does Cam’s smile dip.
“Enjoying myself. You should try it, For.”
“Gah!” Roq shouts. His hand moves off of Cam’s hips. I wait for him to let the man go, but he rolls his fingers to curve his palm around Cam’s cock. Glaring eye to eye, Roq starts to jack off Cam while we all silently watch.
I shouldn’t be seeing this. Certainly not take in the way Roq’s forearms flex as he gives it his all tugging on Cam’s pliant skin. Or the electricity snapping between the two of them as if they’re on the verge of either killing each other or coming then and there. Cam starts to wring his hands back and forth over Roq’s wrist, and Roq does the same to his cock.
Cam’s lips part and his eyes nearly close. Just before they do, Roq shoves him again. Cam sneers and glares back. He doesn’t thrust or do anything to help Roq, and Roq’s fist starts to pick up speed.
The silence breaks.
“You’re a filthy old man.” Cam taunts. Roq sucks in a breath like he was punched in the chest. Then he rolls his thumb over the top of Cam’s glistening crown and spreads the pearly liquid down the sides.
“Perverted. Depraved. You like to watch.” Cam struggles to breathe through his panting. His cock looks as hard and dangerous as flaming red steel. It’s got to be seconds from blowing.
In a flash, Cam’s sputtering calms to a sharp, cold tone. The flash freeze washes over Roq as he stares him eye to eye. “I see you.”
Roq is the one who gasps. He jerks back on his feet as if his whole body’s been rocked. Roq’s hand cups the base of Cam’s cock as cum spurts up his forearm. It drips from his elbow down to his wrist. He won’t let go.
The arm around Cam’s throat bends, pulling Roq closer to his face. He looks about to bite or kiss him. I’m standing on my tiptoes, my entire body rigid. I don’t know what I want to happen, but I don’t want to miss a second.
With a little laugh, Cam twists his pink lips into a smile and he stares right down at Roq’s crotch. “I know you, For. Better than you’ll ever want.”
“Fuck!” Roq releases Cam with a roar. He stumbles away. A wet stain’s smeared over his pants. Growling, he tries wiping it away, as if that’ll remove the cum. His rage-filled cleaning freezes and he glances up at all three of us watching in various stages of arousal and horror. Snarling, Roq tucks into his shoulders and spins away to hide himself. He folds his hand into a fist and lashes it out for the vat, but pauses at the last second.
Spilled milk lays in puddles at his feet. Roq’s entire back tightens and he grips his hair. “The cheese is ruined,” he declares before fleeing to the ladder and up into the shop.
It isn’t until we hear his footsteps on the floor above that any of us move. “Are you okay?” I ask Cam, my voice blubbering and near tears.
For his part, he’s already tucked himself away and zipped up his pants. “Hmm?”
With shaking fingers, I point to the red marks on his throat. They look more like they came from a bear’s paw than a man’s hand.
“Oh?” Cam coughs and shakes his head. “It’ll be all right. At least it wasn’t his belt.”
Is he insane?Roq could have killed him and he’s laughing it off. I look around for confirmation I’m not losing it. Brie, with his dick swinging away, picks up a mop to wick away the milk. Cheddy starts to whistle his old tune as he slips back into the vault for more cheese.
“What just happened?” I stutter.
Cam sweeps a hand around my waist and guides my head to rest on his shoulder. “One of Roq’s outbursts. He lets all of his fickleness build up for too long until it comes out in rather rapid fashion.”
“But he grabbed you.”
“Yes.”
“And he grabbed your…?” My cheeks pink at not just the word but the deed and how into it Roq was.
“Yes? I was there, doing my best to pretend I didn’t enjoy it. He doesn’t put his all into it if he thinks I’m excited to be taught a lesson.”
“That’s horrifying!” I exclaim, then I blink. “Isn’t it?”
“We’ve had four hundred years to perfect this dance.” Without explaining more, Cam takes me by the arm and guides me back to the ladder. I peer up the dark rungs, my body shivering at the idea of running into Roq up there.
Bending over, Cam pauses and takes in my cheeks. “You look flushed. Did the sight of us desecrate your honorable sensibilities?”
“No, I don’t…” I wince, uncertain of what that all means. Whatever it is, that isn’t how I’m feeling.
