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He stopped on the driveway and led me to the front door, where he pointed at another touchscreen by the doorframe.“There. Use your finger and your key,” he said, smiling at my suspicious frown.I did and the front door clicked. He pulled it wide open. Three soft warm lights came to life in the ceiling, revealing a cozy living area and a kitchen at the other end. The stairs to the upper floor were against the wall on the right.“C’mon in,” he said, waving for me to walk in.I stopped just past the doorway, still trying to understand what was this place and why he’d taken me there.“This is one of the guesthouses,” he said in a casual tone, coming to stand by my side. “There’s a toilet under the stairs and two bedrooms upstairs.”“And we’re here why?”“Next time you need a break, you can come here. Nobody will disturb you, and you can stay for as long as you want, be it a couple of hours or a couple of years.”I turned to him, speechless. Behind us, the soft roar of a fine engine grew
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Of course I left. I ran away like a damned chicken.Steph didn’t even glance at me when I got home, which gave me the priceless chance to take my chicken ass straight to the shower. I lingered under the warm rain, trying to decide whether I felt relieved or regretted declining Big Ellie’s last temptation.The bed was vacant when I finally left the bathroom, still incapable of telling how I felt, so I got in it. Time for Steph to try the couch. Yeah, anytime. She could be proud and stubborn, but she was no fool. She wouldn’t give up her half of the comfy mattress.I rolled over, turning my back on her, and she got in bed without a word, staying as far from me as the king size allowed her to, so we didn’t brush each other even by mistake.Midnight found me awake, listening to her slow, deep breathing from what seemed a world away, while I tried to find some kind of clarity in the swamp my mind was.I didn’t want to give up on her, on us, just yet. Couple have rough patches now and then.
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But every time I went back to that night, I felt my belly about to turn.How come I wasted a single minute on that? On him!The son of a bitch had turned my world upside down. He’d threatened me with sending me back to prison for life if I didn’t let him play with me. He’d disrupted my whole life. He’d screwed up my relationship with the girl I loved.And I missed him?How many levels of fucked up was that? How could I possibly harbor any feeling other than hate for him?Not to mention the pronoun.I wasn’t about to turn gay overnight, especially not over that arrogant prick, and let him bang my ass like he did his pretty Mr. All Fours. Because that was all he wanted. He’d stated awfully clearly over our famous dinner.Then why on earth did I keep checking my phone and the locker, to see if there was any sign of him? Why the hell did I wish I could let him tie me down and play with me till he made me beg? How come I was so not right in the head that his sick games made me feel good, n
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Steph wasn’t home. Weird. She hadn’t left any kind of note or message to let me know her whereabouts. Well, fuck her too.Just like last Sunday, I was angry and fed up.If she didn’t put her pride aside and give any sign of her will to mend things between us before Monday, I’d find another place and move out.As to make a statement of my determination, I ordered seafood, turned on the TV to wait for the Lakers game and went to the bedroom to change my clothes. And since dinner would take about forty minutes, I could take a dump. No freshener.Ten minutes later, back to the living area, I was surprised to find Steph standing by the breakfast bar, scrolling something on her phone. Especially because she turned to me with a furious glare in her eyes full of tears.“Son of a bitch!” she cried. “How long have you been lying to me?”Before I could ask what she was talking about, she crossed the room in three strides, slapped me hard and put the phone in my face. It wasn’t hers, it was mine,
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I breathed deep and shook my head.“He...” I trailed off and needed a moment to put the words together and find my voice to utter them. “He touches me.” I shrugged. “He edges me.”Steph narrowed her eyes, studying me. “And you like it?” she asked in a whisper.I held her eyes, setting my jaw.Her whispering turned into an angry accusation. “You like it!” She was back to her furious bellowing. “You fucking like it, you filthy slut! You don’t care it’s a man as long as it’s a hand on your fucking dick!”My only defense was getting angry too. “So what? At least he cares if I fucking come! Wish I could say the same about you!”“Son of a bitch! You let him fuck you in the ass for a blowjob!”“What? He doesn’t fuck me in the ass! I’d never let him! Told you I’m not gay!”Her mocking scoff took me aback. “Jesus, D! You’re so fucking naïve! He’s gonna have your ass sooner than later, ‘cause that’s what he wants! And once he gets what he wants, he’s gonna discard you along with the rubber.”“W
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I didn’t close the door while I packed my clothes and my few personal things in a duffel bag. Steph didn’t come, and I knew damn well why: she didn’t believe I had the guts to leave her. Well, that made two of us, and yet, there I was, packing to leave.She waited in the living area, with that smug smirk still pursing her lips, even when she saw me head to the front door with the duffel bag.“If things go south, I won’t mention you,” I said, putting my jacket on. “But if push comes to shove and they discover you’re here too, I’ll tell them you don’t know I’m in town. I’ll tell them I came looking for you and still haven’t found you.”She nodded, rolling her eyes. She really didn’t believe I could ever leave her and live to tell the tale. Jeez! How arrogant was that? I opened the front door and hung my keys by hers.“Take care, Steph.”“Good luck with your CEO,” she replied.“Thanks. I’m gonna need it.”I met her eyes for the last time.There she was. My girl. The love of my life. The
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The kitchen reminded me of the West Wing’s, only smaller. The fridge was stocked for a year-long lockdown, like the cupboards.“Son of a bitch,” I murmured when I found several bags of seafood in the freezer.Since I’d missed my dinner order, I grabbed one of the seafood bags and put it in the microwaves before going back to the fridge. The autopilot didn’t consult me to take out my phone and type a text.“No six-packs. Lousy host.”I only reacted after sending it. Shit! I didn’t want to contact him! There was no way the control freak didn’t know I was there, but I didn’t want to make any fuss about it either.He didn’t reply right away. Good. He was busy, surely enjoying Friday night with Mr. All Fours, so he wouldn’t see my text till morning. I didn’t intend to stay there more than one night, so I’d be gone by the time he read my stupid joke.Cooking always distracted me, and to make things even better, the flat TV past the table showed me the Lakers game had just started. I was lay
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He rang me the moment the quarter was over, to let me know he was coming and I didn’t need to get the door. Sure, of course his thumb opened every damn door in the whole campus. I heard the cart stopping outside as the second quarter started, and he showed up in the kitchen a heartbeat later.“What did I miss?” he asked.“Nothing,” I replied from the table.He left two six-packs and the family pack of ice cream he’d brought in the fridge and came to sit down at the round table with me. I was still eating, and we didn’t waste our breath in further greetings, too focused on the game. We only exchanged casual comments or exclamations until the halftime. Then I picked up my things, took everything to the kitchen and opened the faucets to do the dishes.“Are you staying the weekend?” he asked, turning in his chair to look at me.“Nah. I’m leaving in the morning,” I said, keeping my back turned to him. “Where?” I glanced back from over my shoulder and saw him raise his eyebrows. “Brokers d
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Big Ellie checked the time on his phone and stood up, swallowing to speak. “Shit! Sorry! You leaving already?”“Yeah, I wanna be there for dinner.” The man stopped right in front of me and smiled wider, stretching out his hand. “You must be Dean. I’m Lou, nice to meet you.”I would’ve jumped past the pool and off the building when I realized he was Mr. All Fours. I shook his hand wishing I wasn’t blushing too bad. Looks like I was, because he chuckled softly and turned to Big Ellie.“What did you tell him to make him feel so embarrassed, Sal?”Big Ellie threw up his hands. “Search me. You’re taking Mark with you?”“Yeah. Don’t stay up late, ‘cause Seth’s coming in the morning, about ten.”“I know, I know.”Mr. Lou All Fours met my eyes. “Take care of him, Dean,” he said, like he was talking about his cat. “I’m taking a couple of weeks off and he’s a mess when he’s alone.”“Fuck you,” grumbled Big Ellie, sitting back down and grabbing his beer.“O-okay,” I was able to mutter.Lou chuck
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He settled the pizza on a wooden plate on the table and nodded for me to sit down. I did, frowning to shield my eyes from the glare. Everything felt so utterly surreal, I couldn’t help even begin to question what the hell I was doing there. I’d never been in such a luxurious place, and I didn’t know what to do or say. He grabbed a couple of dishes and glasses from a shelf against the wall by the sliding door, opened two beers and put the rest of the six-pack in a minibar by the shelf. He was dressed pretty much like the night we’d had dinner there a week before, with his loose tee and his worn sneakers. The only difference was that he was wearing swimming trunks instead of short sweatpants. And he behaved in such an ordinary, simple way, it helped me to overcome my inhibitions.He was right, and the pizza was a finger-licking piece of culinary art. I tried a bite and realized I was starving, so I put to wolf down slice after slice, only pausing to sip my beer now and then. We didn’t t
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All those weeks of questioning and torturing myself, struggling to deny that he gave me all I needed. Well, not all. I would’ve liked to have some flesh to fuck other than his hand. But all things considered, even that way I felt so much more satisfied than I’d ever been with a woman.That noon I had no idea what came next. Yeah, lunch. With him. But my mind was still too hangovered in oil to look any further. Later. There would be time to see my options and make up my mind.Coming out of the bathroom, I noticed the whole house was completely quiet. Weird. Maybe he’d gone to the West Wing to get something? I put on clean sweatpants and tee, looking out the window. It was a warm bright noon out there.I understood the silence as soon as I went downstairs: he wasn’t around. I didn’t find any trace of lunch, either. Not even the smell of food.I dialed him, checking the microwaves again. “Where the fuck’s lunch?” I grunted when he picked up.The son of a bitch laughed out loud.“What?” I
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“Breakfast?”I nodded without opening my eyes and rolled over to lie flat on my back. I found his body halfway, laying on his side behind me, so I rested against his chest. His hand guided my leg up to bend over his hip, exposing my crotch, where it landed a moment later. I didn’t hold back the muffled groan he pulled out of my lips as his fingers wrapped around my morning wood, wet in oil.My head felt like filled with wet cotton, my limbs felt like sacks of rocks. I was numb and weary and I would’ve liked to go back to sleep and not wake up for a couple of weeks. Maybe by then my muscles would have some tone back and I would be able to have two straight thoughts.He didn’t take as long as the thousand times he’d edged me the night before, all night, nonstop, until the day broke. But it was anyway long for a morning wood. Later on I would pause to wonder how on earth could my spoiled cock still get hard after what it’d been put through only hours earlier. Right then, I just let him d
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“Fancy a drink?” he asked, coming back to me.I nodded, hating his guts for cutting me off like that. But he wasn’t done with his joke. He put the cold bottle against the back of my shaft and moved it up and down until I wriggled to get my cock away from that freezing shit. Then, he rested the cold butt on my navel and guided it slowly up my belly to my pecs, where he made it circle them before finally taking the bottle to my lips. I’d hardly sipped the beer when his spare hand closed around my nuts again, renewing the oil covering them.I gasped at his touch and choked on the beer. He removed the bottle with another mocking chuckle and took it to his own mouth. He took a long sip while his hand fondled my nuts like they were a sleeping cat.I dropped my head back and forgot about the beer, because his fondling caught all of my attention. He’d brought me down alright, and now he would keep teasing me for as long as he felt like it, so I did the equivalent to sit back and grab the popc
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It felt different. No ripples, but a warm tinkling spreading down from my nipples, that needed more rubbing as it grew stronger, reaching my navel in no time. When he pinched my nipples, it was like an electric jolt running down my body all the way to my groin. I pushed my chest up, and like replying to what I didn’t dare to ask, he replaced one of his hands with his tongue. The fingers still wet in oil brushed the tip of my cock, making me stir and groan.He took his sweet time teasing me like that, while I shivered and moaned, my hips trying to push my throbbing cock into his hand that stayed out of reach, his fingertips tight together to open over my tip every time I pushed, never going further than my head.Suddenly, he moved back to watch me like that for a moment, spread legs with my knees up, panting, blurry eyes on him, hard as a ram, at his mercy past any attempt of denying it. He bent over me and his mouth rested between my pecs, from where it slid down my belly up to my nav
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A shaky grunt escaped my lips when his mouth landed on my pecs, to doodle on it with the tip of his tongue before focusing on one of my nipples, while his hand pinched the other.“Oh, shit,” I mumbled, letting my eyes close.His other hand closed on my crotch and I was getting hard again in under a minute, lost to his licking and teasing and fondling. Shit, I’d missed this, especially because he still played the game of imposing himself onto me, depriving me of any other option but letting him do whatever he wanted with me.It was that night that I got the first glimpse of real understanding as to why I didn’t fight him. It was that pretension of helplessness, the fantasy that I was absolutely powerless and all I could do was close my eyes and let him do. He’d get me hard and high, he’d give me all I liked and more, he’d drive me crazy, he’d provide all the pleasure I needed. And all I had to do was exactly what I was doing: close my eyes and let him do. That was it. I didn’t need to
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“We’ve got plenty of time,” he replied, stroking my shaft over my trunks and teasing one of my nipples at the same time. “Let’s call this a quickie, so you won’t go off so soon later.”“What?” Shit, I was already about to come! How could I be such a horny slut?He pulled down my sweatpants and my underwear, pushing me closer to the basin with his hips. I didn’t freak out because, as usual, his crotch against my butt felt flat like a board. Guess I had Mr. All Fours to thank for that.He let go of my nipple for a moment, only to bring one of my hands down to my crotch, while his other hand closed my fingers around my own cock before slipping under it to grab my nuts.“There, all yours,” he whispered.I just did what he wanted, for a change. What I also wanted. My mind only had room for what he’d just said, the keyword being later. Okay, yeah. If I knew him a little, he’d brought some oil, and I intended to make him spend it all on me before he left.He held me tight for a moment after
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He rang me the moment the quarter was over, to let me know he was coming and I didn’t need to get the door. Sure, of course his thumb opened every damn door in the whole campus. I heard the cart stopping outside as the second quarter started, and he showed up in the kitchen a heartbeat later.“What did I miss?” he asked.“Nothing,” I replied from the table.He left two six-packs and the family pack of ice cream he’d brought in the fridge and came to sit down at the round table with me. I was still eating, and we didn’t waste our breath in further greetings, too focused on the game. We only exchanged casual comments or exclamations until the halftime. Then I picked up my things, took everything to the kitchen and opened the faucets to do the dishes.“Are you staying the weekend?” he asked, turning in his chair to look at me.“Nah. I’m leaving in the morning,” I said, keeping my back turned to him. “Where?” I glanced back from over my shoulder and saw him raise his eyebrows. “Brokers d
