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CHRIS
They were finally asleep. Recently, the twins had become obsessed with bedtime stories, each one making them more excited for the next. Since Melissa was with the twins throughout the day, putting them to sleep fell on Chris. He usually loved the gig, but lately, all he wanted at the end of the day was to sleep for ten hours straight.
He glanced at his watch. It wasn’t even 8 p.m. He would need to sit with Melissa for at least two hours to talk and maybe have sex. They hadn’t slept together in a while, and that suited him well since his libido was being used elsewhere.
“They’re so beautiful.”
Startled, Chris turned around. Melissa leaned against the doorframe, her white nightgown fitting her well.
Chris looked at his boys, the only pure thing he’d ever created. Nicky slept with his creepy, purple teddy bear, while Dylan slept with his dinosaur, although now that he was officially asleep… Chris carefully pulled the pointy toy away from Dylan’s hands. He wasn’t letting that thing anywhere near his son while he was tossing around in his sleep.
“They look so much like you,” Melissa said.
“I have strong sperm.”
She laughed quietly and took a step forward, stopping next to Chris and running her hand through his hair. Her slow strokes felt nice, but they also made it clear she wasin the mood. Her fingers traveled down his face, past his neck, and underneath his shirt. Yes, they were undoubtedly going to have sex, and he needed to roll with it because she didn’t deserve another one of his half-baked excuses.
He was about to take on a more active role when his phone vibrated in his pocket. With Melissa’s hand still rubbing his chest, Chris pulled out his phone and glanced at it. His stomach clenched tightly, and he gently pulled Melissa’s hand out of his shirt. “It’s a work thing. Give me a sec and I’ll join you in the bedroom.”
“Tell them work hours are over.” She leaned down to kiss his lips before exiting the room. Chris leaned with his back against the wall, still sitting on Dylan’s bed. He opened his phone and saw that Jay had sent him two messages—a text and a voice. The text one simply said, “Be there tomorrow at 3.”
Chris gingerly put his phone next to his ear and played the voice message. He could hear traffic in the background before Jay said, “I got a new guy coming tomorrow, and he seems loaded. Make sure to have your cunt ready to impress. I want him to become a regular. See ya.”
Chris sighed and lowered his phone, then froze at the sight of two small eyes watching him. Dylan yawned. “Daddy, what’s a cunt?”
2
ANTHONY
The apartment was spotless and smelled like flowers.Maybe too much like flowers?Anthony sniffed and hurried to open the kitchen window to let out some of the floor cleaner’s smell. He checked the lasagna in the oven, a true Italian beauty. It was his mom’s classic recipe, although she would never have approved of one of her recipes being used for Anthony and his male… his male… He had been pondering on his status with Ethan for the last few weeks. He wasn’t even sure how two guys who happened to be friends for over a decade suddenly moved from friendship to… dare he say it? Boyfriends.
He shook his head to stop those thoughts from spinning. If he were to rush things and pressure Ethan, this whole thing might explode. He shuddered from thinking of having their friendship morph into awkward exchanges.
With nothing to do but wait, Anthony went to check himself in the mirror. His curly hair was behaving, and his new button-down shirt sat nicely on his chest and shoulders. He should have worn something less formal, but Ethan loved to slowly open one button at a time. When Chris used to stop by, Anthony usually waited for him in his underwear.
Nope, don’t do that.
He constantly reminded himself that drawing comparisons between Ethan and Chris was a mistake. Not only were both men fundamentally different, but Anthony himself was not who he’d been during those months of sexual discovery. He still remembered how strange and wonderful it had been to be intimate with a man for the first time, especially a man he had loved as a friend for years.
Then came the day that changed everything.
Lying on his couch, Anthony couldn’t stop the flood of memories from taking over.
*
The chastity cage was horrible; a devilish thing that Anthony couldn’t stop being aware of. It kept his cock flaccid, and even peeing had turned into an annoying and clumsy affair. Unfortunately, Chris had been reluctant to unlock the cage when he stopped by, and Anthony had yet to find a magic way to convince him.
The knock on the door sounded while he was washing the dishes. He hurried to open the door wearing nothing but tight briefs.
“Hi, you.” Chris stepped inside, his palm brushing Anthony’s stomach. He took off his jacket and placed it on the side of the couch.
Anthony shut the door. “You’re a bit early.”
“I had a shitty day at work and had to get out of there. Should I come back later?”
“No, of course not.”
