"What the fuck should I do now?" I thought.
Its not like I could just ignore him, but at the same time I imagine a friendly wave would be a bad idea. Seriously though, he just caught me... his stud of a best friend... totally chokin' the chicken while watching him getting a bj from a guy. I refused to break eye contact. He certainly had just as much to be uncomfortable about as I did.
Matt looked from me to his new... um... friend, and back to me. I stayed as dry and unemotional as physically possible. I didn't even blink. Both guys stepped through the water over to the steps and exited the pool. Matt grabbed his wad of clothing, crammed it against his crotch and walked away slowly in the direction of the showers. The other guy looked back up at me, smiled, and began putting on his pants. I couldn't fucking get over this. They were both acting as if nothing happened.
I waited until they were both well out of sight and stormed back into the dark hotel room.
"God damn it!" I shouted at no one in particular.
A strange rage began to surface from deep within. I wasn't sure exactly why I was angry, but it became so intense that I had physical pain in my stomach. I felt hollow. Dead. I ran to the bathroom and heaved a few times in the toilet. What was wrong with me? I stood in front of the mirror and noted the streaks of cum drying on my chest. I hurt all over. My eyes began to well up for the first time in years. I turned and kicked the trash can violently, sending it spinning in the air only to land with a crash in the bathtub. I leaned face first into the wall as tears began to stream down my cheeks. Something somewhere inside me changed. Something that had been wound so tight for so long snapped, and I was left to deal with the rubble. I pounded my fist into the wall and wept.
"Fucking Asshole!" I yelled, as I spun around and punched my own reflection with all of the strength left in me. It exploded into millions of tiny shards that scattered about the bathroom floor like stars. My body became numb.
I sat down on the toilet. Eyes red from crying, and looked at my hand. Blood began to ooze from my knuckles. I couldn't feel it. My arms and legs shook from the adrenaline coursing through them. My mind went blank as I slumped over and slid into unconsciousness.
************************* I climbed out of the pool and collapsed into a lounge chair. Matt sat next to me reading a book about something which I am sure I would never be able to understand.
"Hey hunk." He smiled as he looked over his sunglasses.
The sun shone from high in a cloudless sky. A gentle wind blew through the grasses that surrounded our concrete pool. It was a perfect day. I leaned over to him as he placed his book atop his tight black speedo.
"How are you doing guy?" I asked.
"Never been better." he responded confidently.
I gave him a light peck on the cheek. It had been nearly six years since we began living together, and I have cherished each and every day. I admired his smooth, muscular chest as it glistened with sweat. One of the sexiest guys in the world, and he was all mine.
Matt reached his hand over and cupped my package through my swim trunks. I glanced over at him and laughed as he began licking his lips. I twitched my semi-hard dick for him.
"Go for it." I exclaimed.
He slid off of his lounger and knelt beside me. His hands rubbed my pecs, and slowly encircled each nipple. I slid down my trunks slightly to expose the base of my dick and he leaned in to give it a kiss. Then I pulled them down a little further until all but the head was visible. He took my still confined penis in his mouth like a dog carries a newspaper and proceed to growl. I laughed. His hands moved lower and now began massaging my abs. I slid my trunks down the rest of the way until they were near my ankles. Seconds later my cock was embedded in the back of his throat. He pushed up and down on me while his hands rubbed all over my body.
"Ghnng." I groaned softly.
He opened his mouth wide and my dick flopped out. He held the head with his thumb and index finger while he proceeded to lick up and down the length of my shaft. I visualized myself as a fleshy ice cream cone. His tongue swirled around the very tip of my cock. After about five minutes of this I was already getting close.
The breeze picked up and blew through the trees, making leaves fly past us. He took me in his mouth again and sucked with a vigor. I felt a tingling in my balls but held back. This was gonna be good. He poked at the slit in my dick with his tongue while his hand jerked me off. I was in heaven. His mouth descended down onto my rod again and I shuddered. The tingling that I was trying to resist was growing stronger.
"Fuck thats good." I mumbled. He responded by gently biting me. Wild man.
His hand pulled on my balls again while his mouth continued its magic. In and out. Up and down. I gently bucked my hips as he ratcheted up the pace and began sucking me more vigorously. He squeezed my nuts hard and then released them. It was more then I could take. My balls pulled up tight into my groin and my dick began to contract.
"Oh shit, here I come Matt!" I yelled.
**************** The door slammed and I awoke covered with blood. Sunlight was streaming through the bathroom window. I listened, and could tell from the sound of the footsteps that it was matt. I watched as he walked swiftly past the open bathroom door.
"Brett listen..." I heard him trail off. He was walking around the room as he talked "I am gay. I get turned on by guys. I like dudes. Thats it. There is nothing else. I have been this way for years but didn't want to tell you because..."
He stepped into the doorway of the bathroom.
"Damn it, what did you do!" he shouted. He knelt down in my puddle of blood and I pulled him close to me.
"Matt, I love you." I whispered, and everything once again faded to black.