Jack and Callum
Chapter Fifteen
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Jack and Callum
Nicholas A Ryan
Chapter Fifteen
"Denise....Back," Callum uttered, "in your bed," he said in a wounded lower tone.
Jack chuckled and tried to make light of it. "She is my fiance," he stressed.
"What am I?" Callum spoke, his throat raw.
"Callum," Jack stated, "we've already discussed this." He frowned. "Besides, you can't be jealous of Denise. She is my fiance." He repeated.
"What am I?" Callum quiered. "Your dirty little secret?"
"Callum!" Jack was confused. "Don't be like that. You said that you'd be willing to live by my rules. He reminded.
"But I thought..."
"That I would leave her for you," Jack cut in.
Callum appeared even further hurt by Jack's bluntness. While Jack wanted to comfort Callum and throw caution to the wind to be with the younger copper, he couldn't. "She's going to be my wife."
"I was wrong," Callum abruptly replied. "I can't live like this."
"Callum," Jack was getting frustrated, "you said you would. It is the only way we can be together."
"No," Callum insisted.
Jack lifted a hand and ran it through his hair in frustrated. "Callum, I'm straight!"
"Yeah," Callum said scornfully, "straight to my bed!"
"There's no need to be crass!" Jack growled. Jack wasn't gay; he couldn't be!
"And there's no need for us to be together anymore!" It killed Callum inside to say such a thing, but he wanted Jack all to himself. He couldn't handel Jack with Denise, no matter in what capacity.
Jack scowled and roughly caught Callum in his arms and pulled him against his hard muscled frame. He savagely kissed Callum, who initially responded but came to his senses and pushed at Jack.
"Stop fighting me," Jack growled.
"Let....me....go!" Callum continued to push at Jack who finally relented and let him go.
Both were breathing deeply.
"Don't touch me again," Callum warned.
"Callum," Jack began in anger and impatience.
But Callum began to walk away.
"Where are you going?" Jack queried.
"To the station, to request a new assignment," he hissed jealously, "Immediately."
"Fine," Jack called after him, "but you'll be back in my bed before you know it."
Callum glowered and walked briskly away muttering under his breath, "arrogant bastard."
Sharon and Albie were over at the Vic visiting Linda. Zack and Martin were alone in the flat watching a footie match and drinking cans of ale.
"This is ridiculous," Zack put his can down, "besides, I have an inch." He looked at Martin, "Let's go out and find a couple of fit blokes and get fucked tonight."
Martin nearly choked on his ale but spluttered, "yeah mate."
Martin had barely learned to suck cock let alone take a thick one up the arse!?
Zack grinned and jumped up to walk briskly to their shared room. "I'm going to change," he offered over his shoulder.
Leaving Martin alone, the Fowler contemplated over letting another bloke fuck him up the arse. It couldn't hurt that much? Martin reasoned. The more he thought about it the more intrigued he felt. By the time Zack returned wearing tight jeans and a tight shirt Martin was revved up. He jumped up and went to change himself. He copied Zack's lead in dress and soon joined his mate at the door. The two left the flat with eager grins across their features.
Callum hurried across the square determined to avoid the chance of bumping into Jack. Callum reprimanded himself; he was such a coward! Hurrying with his face bowed, he ran smack into another tall muscled man. He looked up to meet the curious gaze of Keanu. Keanu reached out to grip Callum by his forearms to steady the young copper.
"O hell!" Callum spluttered. "I'm so sorry Keanu!"
Keanu shrugged, "no problem mate." Keanu frowned, taking in Callum's disheveled state, "You ok?"
"I...not really," Callum conceded.
Keanu took in Callum's boyish, twink figure and otherwise would have seduced him but the young copper `belonged' to Jack. "Care to join me for a drink in the Vic? We can talk, perhaps get your mind off of your troubles?" Keanu was speaking sincerely.
Callum couldn't avoid Jack forever. He needed to be strong to face him again. Callum tried to brighten. "Sure mate, I'm off duty now."
Keanu nodded and the two ambled off toward the Vic.
Zack and Martin ended up on the south side of London in front of a well known gay club. Zack seemed so at ease and comfortable being there while Martin was nervous as hell. What the hell was he supposed to say or do?
A man walked by and patted Martin on the arse and whispered, "hey handsome." causing Martin to nearly faint.
Zack took in the entire scenario and chuckled. Martin looked at him sharply. "Relax, mate," Zack calmed him. "You sure about this?" He pressed.
Martin nodded, "yes. I need to get fucked too." He stated.
Zack smiled and led Martin to the club entrance and line of men waiting to enter the place.
A throbbing music beat from the interior carried out to the street. Martin's curiosity was piqued by the amount of ordinary straight looking men going in and out of the place. When he and Zack were allowed entry, Zack led him through a throng of people throughout the large bar area, heading toward the dance floor. He and Zack stopped along the wall on one side of the dance floor and looked about curiously. There were many men chatting, just as many making out and the dance floor was full.
A half dressed waiter approached and asked them their drink order. Zack chose for both and they waited patiently for the man to return.
"What do you think?" Zack spoke loudly over the din.
Martin shrugged. "It is different," he said neutrally. Martin looked about the place again. Suddenly he tensed when his gaze clashed with another on the opposite side of the dance floor. Ben Miitchell! Martin panicked a bit but calmed when Ben gave no indication of ridicule. He merely nodded his head in acknowledgment and spoke to the man at his side. Jay?! What the hell? Martin panicked anew.
Keanu and Callum were seated at a round table at the far end of the bar in the Vic. They were drinking a can of ale each and talked a variety of topics. Keanu chose to do so to help Callum calm a bit and clear his mind of the earlier anxiety he clearly showed in the square.
Callum smiled and then laughed at a story Keanu shared about Louise when the double door swung open and Denise stepped within the Vic followed by Jack, Ricky and Amy. How quaint, Callum thought sourly, a family night out!
Jack gave Callum the briefest of glances and murmured something in Denise's ear that made her laugh and then he kissed her! Callum's heart was pierced by intense jealousy.
Keanu watched Callum closely. So, he thought, Jack and Callum had argued and were now strained! He said something that he hoped would divert his attention away from Jack and Denise, who were kissing again.
Callum was now seething inside. So, Callum thought, Jack didn't seem to care about him already! Well, he looked at Keanu and his hard muscled physique and boyish good looks, two could play that game.
Keanu blinked in shock when he felt Callum's hand rub his thigh and travel up to squeeze and caress his groin. Keanu couldn't help but respond; his cock growing rock hard.
Callum gave Jack and Denise another quick glance. Jack barely noticed him so a disappointed Callum began to withdraw his hand from Keanu's groin and thigh. However, Keanu clasped Callum's hand and pulled it back to his straining cock within his button-fly jeans.
Callum looked at Keanu, who returned his gaze intently.
To be continued...........