Treys Summer Heat

Trey's Summer Heat 3

• • • • • • • • • • • • • Disclaimer: This story is purely fictional. Any similarities to actual persons or events are purely coincidental. - - - - - - - - - - - - -

It was late as shit by the time I decided to head over to Shannon's house. I knew I was the one in the wrong and I really wanted to make it up to him. He was a great guy and I shouldn't have treated him like that. I arrived at his place just after midnight. His bedroom light was on so I called him. Again, he didn't answer. Fuck it. Breaking and entering. I knew he was the only one home as his mom worked nights, and his dad was basically non-existent in his life.

I clambered up the pipe from the roof gutter and edged my way to his window. The sight I saw almost made me fall two stories. Shannon was on his back in the bed while the dude from earlier that day, his college friend, was riding his dick. They both looked like they were having a damned good time. Yes, I know it was shameful on my part to go snooping but I had expected Shannon to be alone and asleep, not fucking someone else after claiming he would 'never fuck around on me like that.'

"Fucking liar!" I screamed.

Both guys bolted upright. Shannon tried to cover himself as I opened the window.

"What are your doing?!"

"What are you doing?" I retorted. He hauled me inside. I shot the other guy a nasty look and he backed into the corner.

"Robert, don't look so scared," Shannon assured him.

"He better be scared. I'm about to kick his ass!"

"Why were you snooping?"

"Why were you fucking him?"

"That's not an answer, Trey."

"Neither is yours!" Shannon took a deep breath.

"When I got home, Robert called me. He came over and one thing led to another. I told you this sort of thing only happens when you act up and behave like a fool."

"That's some excuse, Mr. I-love-you-Trey!"

"It's no excuse, I know. I'm sorry but it's not like I intended for you to find out."

"Well, shit! I'm glad I did anyway."

"Listen guys-" Robert interrupted.

"Shut the fuck up, Robert!" I snapped.

"Don't shout at him like that!" Shannon defended, stepping between us.

"Ohhhh, so that's how it is?"

"Trey, please, you're acting like a bitch."

"Am I? Sorry for being upset that you cheated on me. I know I did wrong earlier this evening and I came to apologize and maybe have some make-up sex but you had the sex part taken care of already. Good-bye, Shannon."

"Trey, baby, wait," he said, holding my arm. I wrenched my limb free.

"Don't baby me, Shannon! I may be a bottom but I'm not some stupid teenaged girl who will eat your sweet words. I'm a man! I know how I acted earlier hurt you but this is even worse."

With that, I headed downstairs and out the front door with Shannon, wrapped in a towel, tailing after me.

"Please, Trey, don't go. Please, I'm sorry," he pleaded but his heart-felt apology fell on a stoned-up heart. Yes, I admit we had our issues of trusting one another after all that had occurred between us but it hadn't been five hours since our argument and there he was fucking Robert!

"Fuck you, Shannon," I said with such frigidity that he stopped still like he was about to die. I know, that really must have hurt him but he was wrong in his earlier assumption: I had matured. I wasn't going to easily pardon shit like this. Even hurtful words exchanged in the heat of argument could have been forgiven this time around but not this. Not when we were trying to give love a second chance between us.

I called Tyrone as soon as I got home to get his take on the situation. I just needed someone to talk to.

"Trey, that was so dumb! Why'd you go over there?"

"Aren't you glad I found out he was cheating on me?"

"No, why should I be? If you hadn't, Shannon would have got his rocks off and be in a much better mood for your apology. Plus, you wouldn't be upset at him. This is a case of 'what you don't know can't hurt you.'"

"Seriously? So I'm in the wrong again?" I sighed.

"Yup, sorry to tell you but you are. Sure, he shouldn't have done it but being a peeping tom didn't help the situation either."

"I wasn't peeping. I told you what my intentions were when I climbed up the wall to his window."

"I know, but circumstances chance the situation, don't they. You went from merely finding out you were a victim of his cheating to being the aggressor. You probably hurt Shannon with your words more than you'll ever know."

"What should I do?"

"Give it a few days then call him. Hopefully, you both will have healed up enough to talk civilly to each other."

"Who you talking to, baby?" I heard a man's groggy voice in the background.

"Just my cousin, you know, the one who's gay?" Tyrone answered.

"Oh cool. Well, get off the phone and lemme concentrate on your dick, son," the man chuckled.

"Heard that, Trey? I gotta handle my business. Hear you later."

He ended the call. Great! I was suffering emotionally in my fucked-up relationship while he was getting his rocks off with his boyfriend. I curled up in my bed and tried to get to sleep but I couldn't. I was just too upset, knowing it was all my fault for being such a jealous bastard. It really sucked to be me.

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