Page 32 of Traitor

His hands wander, floating over every inch of my body, mapping my frame like he's memorizing it for later. Every touch sets me further ablaze. Sweat drips off his brow and onto my body, I imagine the sound of it sizzling and evaporating away.

Callum's hands wraps around my slippery cock, the schlick sounds as he jerks me joining our chorus. When his hips push forward so does his hand and the dual pleasure zips down my spine. I shiver as it trickles down each vertabrae.

He growls as his hips speed; we're both close.

"Gonna come," I manage to choke out between gasps of air. Oh fuck. I can't believe I've lasted this long. I don't know Callum's experience level, but when it comes to that big cock he knows how to use it. When it comes to my body he knows how to play it.

He is a musical savant. If my body is his instrument, he became an expert quickly.

"Good," he growls, "I'm gonna come so deep inside of you you'll taste it."

I come with barely a warning, a huge load painting my torso. Cum drips down my sides as my hole pulses around Callum's cock. Everything between my legs is throbbing as Callum continues fucking me.

Using my body to milk his pleasure. He tenses, and I feel every gush of his cum paint my insides.

Callum pulls out and watches his cum dribble from my open pucker. I scoop up my cum and put what I can on my tongue. Callum's gold eyes sparkle with the same reverence as he watches me instead.

I lift my other hand, beckoning him forward with a finger. Callum crawls forward and I switch our positions so I'm on top of him. I tap his lips and he opens up. My own lips purse as I spit the cum into his mouth before kissing the corner of his lips.

He closes his mouth and swallows.

"Now we're even." I say.

Callum

"Okay. You're probably wondering why I've sat you down like this," I say, staring down at my bandmates, "Before a show no less, but I've gotta get this out before I detonate."

Everyone beside Echo obviously knew about this plan, so this shouldn't be too shocking as everyone here is already aware. But nobody knew when, and this is still my first time really coming out.

"Just spit it out already," Echo says, rolling his eyes.

I hold back the urge to smirk, and the rest of the guys eyes sparkle with mischief.

"I'm gay. I recently became comfortable enough to say it to myself, and I'm saying out loud for the first time to y'all."

As strange as it is, even though they technically already knew in some capacity, there's still a weight lifted when I say the words. I feel lighter.

"So, yeah, that's all."

"Well, that was anticlimactic." Oliver says standing up.

Kellen grabs his fancy jacket sleeve and pulls him back down. Oliver sits in his lap as he holds him, one arm around his waist while his other hand grips his chin, making Oli face him.

"That wasn't very nice Dove."

"Can you blame me?"

Kellen gives him a pointed look.

Oliver grumbles "Ugh, he just sat us down like he was gonna say something important. That could have been a text in the groupchat, or not said at all" He turns toward me, "Newsflash cowboy, we're all queer."

"Hey! This could be meaningful for him and you're ruining it!" Scout yaps. I blink, caught of guard by this display. It means a lot to me, though.

Echo looks equally shocked at his brother, a whole range of other emotions pass through his eyes. I wish I knew what he was thinking.

"Thank you for telling us Callum," He looks at the others, including Echo "We all understand how difficult coming out can be, regardless of the circumstances."

Oliver seems to finally understand why his reaction could be perceived as unkind and his chin dips.

---