Charles disrobed, deliberately brushing
provocatively against his lover's cock, smiling as he entered the shower.
He turned on the water, waiting for the
steam to welcome him into the much needed respite. As he stepped into the
scalding water, he allowed his mind to drift back to Andy, and the
relationship that grew increasingly uncomfortable. Andy was a nice guy, but
the sexual tension, the fact that he'd shared Joseph's bed made him grow
more and more unsettled. He wished he could be as "forward
thinking" as Joe, but for him it just seemed the more he thought about
it, the less he was okay with any of it. As he allowed his mind to drift, he
realized the water was turning cold quickly. Absently he turned off the
water, resting his head against the heated tile wall.
want to resolve this... now! His thoughts turned to how to tell Joe
he wasn't okay with him having Andy in his life. It put them at risk, and it
wasn't something Charles wanted to deal with. After drying off, he quickly
tossed on a robe and padded quietly downstairs, hoping to find Joseph still
enjoying his morning ritual of cereal and coffee. As he rounded the corner
toward the kitchen, he overheard Joseph talking to someone in the kitchen.
Within a second he recognized the voice. Andy. Charles knew he should enter,
and announce his presence, but curiosity, as well as a certain level of
distrust caused him to wait outside, listening to the conversation.
"Look, Joseph, you have to tell
him now! I won't be part of this deception of yours. I know you think its
best, and you're trying to protect Braden, but you have no right to keep
this from him. He's a good kid, and you owe it him to be honest!"
Andy's was growing in pitch and confrontational in tone.
"Don't fucking presume to tell me
how to deal with Braden! It is none of your fucking business! For that
matter you inconsiderate prick, neither is Charles. If you think I'm going
to sit idly by while you use Braden to get back into my lover's pants, you
are sadly mistaken. I should never allowed this to continue. I knew you
would be trouble."
"I'm not trying to steal
"Then why the fuck, would you
bring Braden into this? Tell you what, If you mention his name again, I'm
going to break you in half. Is that specific enough?" Joseph's words
reverberated in the large kitchen.
"I know that your first
responsibility is to Bre..."
"I wasn't kidding..." Joseph
"I just don't think you're
treating Charles right. He deserves to know. That's all."
"You let me worry about Charles,
now get the fuck out! While I'm at it, you need to leave Charles alone. I'm
not okay with this. I'm not okay with it at all! I want him to want me, not
you! I love him. Goddamnit!"
"I know you do, you ignorant fuck!
That's why you owe it to him to tell him."
Charles began backing slowly up the
stairs, as he rounded the corner out of sight of the doorway, he sat down on
the top step. His mind reeled. There was a certain part of him that swelled
with an unfamiliar feeling of happiness. Joe loved him. He did. That
realization made his heart sing.
The feeling was short lived though. The
name Andy kept mentioning, Braden, wouldn't leave his mind. He rose as he
heard the door slam and Joseph's footsteps approaching the bottom of the
stairway. He hurriedly padded toward the bathroom. As he took a bottle of
cologne and spritzed himself liberally with the scent, he sensed the
presence of his lover in the doorway.
"Enjoying the view?"
Charles turned to see his lover, fully
dressed and ready for work.
"I do love you. I have a meeting
this morning. Can we do dinner tonight at Mangioni's? We have some things we
need to discuss."
Charles' heart sank. God, he's still
seeing someone else, this Braden guy. He probably wants a threesome or
something. He didn't want to share Joseph with anyone, not Andy, not whoever
this Braden guy was. "Sounds serious."
"Nah, I just need to talk to you
"Why not now? Just get it
"It'll have to wait." Joseph
pecked him on the mouth. "I have work."
"I thought you were off work
"I got called in at the last
"Okay, baby, we'll talk
later." Charles reassured his lover. He was thankful he'd opted not to
discuss the other man.