Warning: The following story depicts homosexual portrayals and sex acts. If such subject matter offends please do not read further. Eastenders is owned by the BBC and the depictions in no way reflect upon the said sexuality of the actors and characters.
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Jack and Callum
Chapter Four
Kathy Beale sighed. "If you don't try treating Callum better, you're going to lose him." She looked at her conflicted son pointedly.
Ben squirmed under his mother's scrutiny. "He loves me." Ben argued, "He understands how I feel and what I'm going through."
"I'm not even sure I understand." Kathy revealed.
"Paul-" Ben furrowed his brows.
"What happened to you and Paul was unfortunate but can't be changed." Kathy offered sympathetically. "But Callum is with you right now. Don't lose him over the past."
"Cal wants more than I feel comfortable giving." Ben countered.
"He only wants what anyone wants from a lover; love and affection." Kathy stated. "He wants what you were willing to give Paul." He looked away uncomfortably. "This is all in your head. It's your problem. No one else that matters will think of you differently."
"I know mum," Ben acquiesced uncomrtably.
"You'll lose him," Kathy repeated, "Ben."
At that very moment, Callum was going down on Jack in his squad car-Jack's thick shaft sliding between his lips hitting the back of his throat. Jack sighed as Callum slurped on him and Jack tossled his hair in appreciation.
"Suck it mate," Jack mumurmed. His eyes fluttered in lethargy. "Suck this big cock."
Under his lover's encouragement, Callum sucked faster until Jack responded by pumping his hips upward, face fucking the younger copper.
"I'm gonna shoot mate," Jack warned. "Arghhhh," Jack gritted as his cock pulsed and his balls churned until he flooded Callum's mouth and throat. Calllum gulped it down.
"Eat it mate," Jack chuckled, breathing heavily, "drink it all down. It's all just for you."
Callum held tight until Jack shot the last ropes of spooge down his throat and then wiped his lips with the back of his hand. Callum grinned. "You still taste so damn good, Jack."
"Come up here," Jack murmured. "I want a taste too."
Callum slipped upward and Jack's lips touched Callum's in a ravaging possessive kiss. "We," Jack murmured between kisses, "Taste good," he emphasized the plural. "We have a good thing going mate. A real good thing."
Ben looked at his cell phone setting atop the kitchen counter and continued to pace the kitchen-his mum's words marinating in his mind. Cal was too good for him. He'd been patient and understanding far longer than Ben would have been given a switch in the situation. Maybe-Ben scooped up the phone and quickly texted something.
Callum's phone buzzed but he didn't read the message, too busy making out with Jack in the back seat of the car. He missed a momentous text from Ben: I LOVE YOU CAL; BEN.
Jack lifted his lips from those of Callum's. "We've got a good thing going, mate."
"Mmmmmm" Callum hummed in his sexual plateau. The words I love you were on the tip of Callum's tongue but he knew how those words had ruined him and Ben, and he didn't want to ruin things with Jack in the same way. "Yeah, Jack," he replied, "we do."
Ben stripped and walked into the bathroom to shower off from the garage. Tugging his coveralls from his lifted foot and then the next, his arse dimpled as he bent and scooped up the garment. His young cock rose slowly, hardening to full length and he yanked the length once. He'd jack one off in the shower he decided.
Twisting the faucet on, Ben stepped into the shower and allowed the spray to pelt his muscular form. It felt so damn good. Scooping up the bar of soap he lathereed up and ran the bar down along his legs and then soaped up his hard cock and balls. Exploring further he ran the bar of soap along the crack of his arse. He wedged the soap deeper. Something he hadn't done in so long. He let the soap drop from his hands and dug his fingers deeper within the crack of his arse. He touched his quim and felt that it was puffy and swollen. Closing his eyes and biting his lower lip, he nudged a finger deep within his hole. Stretching his ring he inserted a second digit. A mixture of water and precum dripped from his piss slit as he slowly finger fucked himself.
It felt so good. He was nice and as tight as a virgin. A virgin in heat, he sniggered. His breathing became ragged as the tempo increased. His balls were tightening. He was getting close. He tried to imagine that it was Cal who was fucking him but somehow Paul's face to mind just as his cock released ropes of cum that splattered against the tiled wall. Ben frowned and tried to wipe the evidence away as if that would wash away the thoughts of Paul.
"Jack," Callum moaned as he tightened his thighs and legs around Jack's waist and hips as Jack's cock flooded his innerds with a copious amount of spooge. Callum's fingers dug into Jack's muscular shoulder blades as he squeezed his sphictor around Jack's pulsing shaft. Jack kissed Callum passionately; hungrily. This was their third fuck of the afternoon but each time always felt as if it were the first. Callum was getting under Jack's skin. He knew he had to be careful for all of their sakes; he, Denise, Ben and Callum were entering into a quagmire of inequitry. People could get hurt and Jack needed to keep it all well balanced.
Showered and fresh, Ben stepped from the stall and wrapped a towel around his waist. He padded from the bathroom toward the bedroom but a tapping against the fron door stopped him. He looked at the door quizzically as the rapping continued. Walking to the door, he opened it to find his bruv Jay standing in the doorframe.
Jay took in Ben's near nudity and the droplets of water still evident on his bare skin and frowned. "Oh, did I catch you at a bad time?" He offered apologetically.
"No worries, bruv," Ben stepped back to allow Jay entry. "Come in," he offered.
Jay entered the living area while Ben quietly closed the door. "I was going to text you, anyway." Ben revealed.
"Oh?" Jay prompted in response.
"I need your advice on something." Ben explained.
"Shoot," Jay offered up.
"It's about you and Lola." Ben continued. "You're a romantic type of guy and I wondered if you could give me a few suggestions to use with Cal."
"Ah, mate," Jay smiled, "finally seen the light?"
Ben shifted from one foot to the other uncomfortably. "Mum made me realize how selfish I've been with Cal and I want to show him just how much I love him and how much he means to me by some grand romantic gesture."
Jay nodded. "The first thing you need to worry about is to show Callum how sincere you are with the gesture."
"I am," Ben insisted. "I want Cal to see that, definitely."
"Well...." and the two began too discuss various ideas to show Callum just that. THere was no awkwardness on either part over discussing romantic and sexual ideas between men. They were comfortable with one another and always had been. Jay bounced things he's done for Lola over the time of their relationship and Ben listened and mentally noted each idea carefully. He wanted to do something special that night for Callum. Something to surprise and show Cal just how much he loved the copper.