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First, I was surprised to see her at "The Corner" as she had never been there. I introduced her to Freddy who was stunned as well as he didn't remember that Jude was married although he had known it almost from the start. I invited Lily to sit down and have a drink, asking her what she was doing here.
-Jude called me and told me what happened...
I didn't understand. What had Jude to do with this? And most of all, even if he knew, why did he send Lily and how did he know I was at "The Corner"?
-He told me that you caught them in bed together and when you called Janice to say you wouldn't be back at the office this afternoon, Jude suspected that at one or the other moment, you would end up here...
Wait a minute! It was Jude who was fucking Jason? How was it I didn't recognized that furry ass? And why on earth did Jude send Lily instead of coming himself?
-They are both so sorry about what happened ...
-Sorry about what? That they fucked together or that I caught them?
I really got pissed and angry and realized I got angry with the wrong person. Lily was not responsible for what happened.
-Listen Lily. I am sorry if I get angry with you. I feel cheated on and now that you tell me it was with Jude, I feel betrayed, deceived. First of all because Jason lied to me and secondly because we had agreed on a monogamous relationship and Jude KNEW it. If they really wanted to have sex just the two of them, they could have told me, but they both lied about what was on their agenda. The trust, in both of them has vanished now. I guess I'll have to rebuild the separation wall between our two units AND look for a new job.
-Don't be so drastic Al! They didn't mean to harm you...
-But they did! I'll resign first thing in the morning and you can tell Jude as he doesn't have the guts to come himself and look me in my face. As for Jason, he clearly made his choice. Let them be happy together.
-Al... don't you think you should talk to them, both, before you make such decisions?
-I don't know why Lily... They both lied to me and that is what hurts me most, not that they fucked, but rather that they fucked-up! I am sorry, but I don't know how I will be able to believe a word of what they say. If you lie once, you can lie a thousand times.
-But you know Jude really appreciates you...
-He has a very strange way to show me his appreciation!
-Talk to them, please. They are on their way as I sent them a message when I arrived and saw your car.
-I don't think their is anything to say and least in a public place. I really am not in the mood to meet them. If they come in, I can tell you I am leaving immediately. I appreciate what you try to do Lily, thank you, but they should have thought about it before it all happened.
I stood up, paid my bill and left before the two cheaters would arrive. I checked-in in a hotel, took a shower and switched off my phone. I took two sleeping pills and went to bed.
In the morning I woke up and needed some time to realize where I was. The memories of the previous day came back in bulk. My decision was clear and definite. I took my laptop and wrote my resignation and sent it to Jude, telling him my company car would be parked outside the office building and the keys would be at reception desk. Then I called the constructor, telling him he had to rebuild the separation wall between the two units. I was glad when he told me it could be done in less than two days. Before dropping off the car, I went home. I took what was mine in the office. From the pantry I divided what was there in half and put it in Jason's kitchen. Everything that was his, I dropped in his bedroom. Then I pushed the furniture away to give some room to the constructor. I went down to Bill's office and told him what was going to happen and that I put my unit for sale.
The last thing I had to do, was to drop off my company car and go looking to buy a new one that would be mine. Janice, at the reception desk was stunned when I dropped off the keys and left without another word. I hailed a cab and asked the driver to take me to the nearest KIA dealership. I knew they had some semi-new cars that were available immediately. My choice went for a one year-old car with very low milage and a very good price. About an hour later I left the dealership with what was for me my new car. After that I went back home and called several clients who had expressed their desire to have me on their sales team. None of them was in the same city I was now and that suited me perfectly. One of them was over-enthusiastic with my call and asked me to drop by as soon as possible. Little did I know it was almost a done-deal before I even arrived.
The interview went as smooth as I expected and I left the premises with a work contract in my pocket. I went back home and left a note for Jason, telling him to cover-up his furniture as the contractor was coming to rebuild the separation wall. I also told him in that note that I sold my unit and left town. I returned to my hotel.
The following day I got a call from Bill, telling me Jason wanted to buy my unit. I didn't care who bought it as long as the transaction went fast. I gave Bill my OK, telling him there was NO negotiation possible on the selling price. The constructor was told to NOT rebuild the separation wall, a decision from Jason. I called a moving company for the following day. Everything that was mine was taken out of the apartment and put in storage as I still had no accommodation yet in the new city. I signed a power of attorney so that I wouldn't have to be at the notary for the sale and signing the deeds. The money would be transferred to my bank account. I booked a hotel in the new town.
So... I closed that chapter of my life quite definitely. In less than two weeks time I had burned the bridges behind me. Drastic you think? Yes, indeed, it was quite drastic. From that whole story I learned one thing: I had a zero tolerance towards lies. For the second time in less than three years, I started it all over again.
New city ... New life!
I was more than determined to have two lives: a private one and a professional one. I wouldn't make the same mistake twice. As I was back on my own, I became a real workaholic. My new boss, Jeffrey, was delighted. The sales results raised quickly and the bonuses I had negotiated were nicely filling my bank account again. I found a ground-floor two-bedroom apartment in an old Victorian house. It had been completely refurbished for better sale and the kitchen was equipped with modern and efficient appliances. I loved it and it was a real bargain. The only thing I missed from the previous city was "The Corner" and Freddy. On two occasions I drove by slowly, but when I saw Jason's and/or Jude's car, I didn't stop.
The biggest change was going from daily sex to no sex at all. In the beginning my mind was not set to that anyway, but after a few weeks I started to have that itch that told me I wanted to have some sexual activity. Of course, I wasn't prepared at all to be involved in an emotional relationship. I hadn't found a bar like "The Corner" yet and I was not tempted to cruise the gay bars. When the urge became too strong, I booked an escort. For me it was ideal as it was a commercial transaction and no feelings were involved. The first guy was really disappointing, but the second one was fulfilling all my sexual needs. He was a real pro and knew what to do and how to please me. He was well worth what I paid him. In a certain way I found it pathetic to pay for sex, but on the other hand I considered it a physical need like food or water. With Jeremy, the escort, we started to have a more friendly relationship than a client/provider one. Where normally seen escorts go by the hour, Jeremy always asked for the same price, that he stayed an hour or two and even three, his price never changed. It wasn't precisely cheap, but I could afford it.
To fill my free time, I started going to the gym to keep fit. I had no intention of becoming a bodybuilder, no, I just wanted to keep in shape, doing something healthy and keeping all my muscles in working order. The gym was modern and equipped with all the necessary amenities such as a swimming pool, a sauna and a steam-room. It was Jeremy who had recommended it, telling me the place was spic and span clean and the personnel friendly and professional. I could only agree with him after my first visit. I thought that a visit to the gym once a week would be more than enough, but bit by bit I got addicted to it and went three times a week. A good work-out, followed by a good half hour in the steam room, made me a new man each time. They also had a kind of health bar where they served fresh and natural fruit and vegetable juices. I became a regular of that bar and started to build up a new circle of friends. Except for Jeremy, nobody knew I was gay, being it at the gym or at work. It was almost as if I had gone back in the closet. I thought it was no-one's business who I got to bed with.
At one of my work-outs I suddenly had a huge muscle cramp! My God! It was an excruciating pain in my right leg. I couldn't stand on it and even when sitting down it was so damned painful. Jack, who was a nurse outside the gym, came to my rescue and started massaging my leg, desperately trying to ease the pain and have that muscle cramp subside. After a few minutes of a deep and soothing massage, the pain slowly faded away. It seemed Jack had magic in his hands and I couldn't be more grateful for his professional approach of the problem at hand. Once the peek of the pain was over, he continued to massage my leg and I started to look at him with different eyes. He was handsome! He was not the typical handsome magazine guy, no... He was more the next-door type of guy that nobody noticed at first sight. He had a nice body hidden under a loose T-shirt and baggy sports shorts, almost as if he wanted to hide his body, but his arms were not covered and I could see the bulging muscles in them. It was obvious he had already put a lot of efforts to keep his body in perfect shape.
At one point, he looked at me and I was losing myself in his beautiful dark blue eyes, a quite uncommon color that I had never seen with any other guy. His smile was enticing and although still in pain, I forced a smile on my face as well.
-Let's try to get you up, he said.
I would have done whatever he asked me at that point, but my leg still hurt. He pulled my arm over his shoulder and helped me to the locker room and showers. He told me that alternating warm and cold water on my leg would help as well and asked me to strip. As he was going to help me with the shower, he stripped as well and my suspicion that he had a grade A body was confirmed. He took the shower-head in his hand and started to bath my leg in hot water. After a few seconds of it, he switched over to ice cold water and then back to hot. He did that over and over again. When spraying hot water over my lower body I could feel an upcoming hard-on. It quickly subsided when he turned the water to ice cold and my dick shrank as if it was going to disappear in my nether regions. Each time he switched to hot water, my dick came out again and a little more than the previous time. Although Jack was on his knees in front of me, when I looked down I could see he was not any flaccid anymore. While bathing my leg, he had my manhood just at his eye level and it was impossible for him to not notice the growing and shrinking of it.
Bit by bit I could put my foot on the ground and start to put some weight on it. With the shower-head in one hand he resumed the massage with his other one. With the cascading water, his massage got softer and became caresses. I noted the difference and when he changed the temperature, he never went back to the ice cold ones. My dick felt the difference and it was each time harder to avoid the real hard-on caused by his soft touch on my skin. I realized he stopped pretending to be helpful with the pain in my leg when he buried his face in my crotch and grabbed my buttocks in his hands, pressing his body to mine. His sexual intentions were obvious and even more when he took my hard manhood in his mouth. At any moment somebody could come in and catch us in the act. It was an added danger that fueled the horniness of the situation. Jack was an expert cocksucker and as it had been quite some time since Jeremy's last visit, it didn't take me long to shoot my load in his mouth. He didn't complain and swallowed it all down. Then he stood up and kissed me with undeniable passion while he was beating his meat and coating my legs with his juices.
-There is a risk the cramp comes back, he said. Why don't we get dressed and I will drive you home?
That was the nicest invitation I had had in a long time. Who was I to refuse it? We went to the locker room and I pulled my sweatpants on without my underwear. It didn't go unnoticed as Jack was doing the same. We calmly left the gym as I still couldn't run. I sat in the co-pilot seat of my car and Jack sat behind the wheel. I gave him the necessary instructions to reach my place. He parked and helped me out of the car. As he had still my keys in his hands, he opened my entrance door as if it was his own place. I didn't mind.
As soon as we were inside with the door closed, he was all over me again. Not only was he an expert cocksucker, he was also a great kisser. I pulled him with me to the bedroom and on our way we took off our Nike's and T-shirts. Before falling on the bed, we dropped our sweatpants and very soon our naked bodies were pressed against each other again. I couldn't help to compare Jack's kissing with Jude or Jason. He was better. He became my number one kisser in less than five minutes. His body was a pure work of art, beautifully sculpted and with perfect proportions, hairy on the right places without being a bear. He had a wonderful and splendid cock, not too big, not too small, perfectly proportioned like the rest of his body.
I was in shape, but Jack worshipped my body in such a way that he made me feel very special. He went on a discovery trip from my head to my toes and, apart from Jeremy, he was the first man to make me feel alive since I settled in my new place. Mind you, Jeremy was fantastic in bed, but we never had sexual intercourse without some money going from my wallet to his pocket. Yes, we had become friends, but the commercial part was always present on our minds. Jack was different. He worshipped my body because he wanted to, not because it was his job. With Jeremy it was sex, with Jack I suddenly realized it was more. I couldn't say he was making love to my body, but he was damned close.
I had the impression Jack could kiss for hours and I was certainly not complaining, loving to kiss as well. Our mouths were glued together with our tongues dancing with each other while our bodies were pressed together with energies flowing from one to the other. His arms were wrapped around my neck as if they wanted to avoid me to go away. My arms were wrapped around his waist trying to do exactly the same. During a short break in that kiss, Jack looked me intensely in the eyes.
-You are beautiful!
I hadn't expected that and it filled my heart with joy. Yes, his opinion mattered to me. I didn't respond with words, but covered his face with kisses while caressing each piece of skin I could reach. His chest was so pressed to mine that I could feel his heartbeat. The kissing and caressing seemed to last for hours. I wanted to taste more of him and turned around, putting us in a 69 position. I didn't engulf his cock at once. I looked at it. I wanted to burn that image in my brain and my heart for a very long time. His manhood was splendid, straight up and hard as rock, but feeling velvety soft to my touch. It was also radiating heat. His pubes were neatly trimmed and his balls were completely shaven. I couldn't find the smallest hair on them. The whole set was so beautiful. I opened my mouth wide and my tongue licked the tip of his cock that jumped up with the soft touch. I twirled my tongue around the head and then wrapped my lips around his shaft, sucking him in slowly till it reached my throat. His perfect proportions made that my gag-reflex didn't kick-in. You could think a cock has no taste, but his did. It had a taste of "I want more of it". I bobbed up and down on his shaft and could feel Jack was mimicking my moves. It felt glorious.
I caressed his balls, making them roll between my fingers, alternating it with softly exerting pressure on his taint. Jack moaned with my cock in his mouth. It sent vibrations through my cock and going to all the extremities of by body. It made me moan as well and he was clearly loving the feeling. His hands were busy caressing my buttocks and opening them. His fingers went on a search trip for my puckered hole and I spread my legs even more to give him better access. He understood immediately that I was an ass-guy who loved to be touched there. His instinct made him move up so his face was at my hole. The first touch of his tongue on my rosebud made me almost convulse. It was a delicate touch that promised a lot more, and more he did. He pulled his cock out of my mouth and kneeled between my legs that he lifted high in the air. I clenched my ass-muscles several times, winking at him with my puckered hole. Jack understood the message and immediately dove down, French kissing my hole with a lot of gusto, driving me crazy, using spit by the bucket. He stretched my hole with one finger of each hand, inserting his tongue even deeper. I felt so open that my only wish was that he would put his cock in me. I craved it. I wanted it so badly and told him to get it in me before the spit dried up. He came closer till the tip of his cock was right on target.
-You want it inside?
-Yesssss
And with one strong thrust he pushed his manhood in me to the root, tickling my ass-cheeks with his trimmed pubes. The excruciating pain would soon fade away. Meanwhile, he didn't move an inch but pinching my nipples quite hard. I screamed out.
-Go... go... go...
As soon as he felt my muscle relax just a little bit, he started a slow and deep in and out movement, controlling his hips in perfect rhythm. With each thrust the initial pain went over to pure heavenly pleasure. His shaft rubbed my love tunnel and the cock-head grazed my prostate, pushing more and more precum out of my cock. I hadn't expected it, but with his manhood deep in me, Jack could bend down and take my cock-head in his mouth, drinking my precum. My whole body squirmed under his touch. All my nerve endings were on fire and I could feel my juices boil in my balls, preparing themselves to come out like bullets out of a machine-gun.
-Jack... I'm close baby... I am so close...
With that, he increased his speed and strength, sweating profusely and sucking me even harder. It was all too much and I reached my orgasm, screaming out his name. I could feel his cock getting even harder and soon the spasms in it triggered my own climax, shooting spurt after spurt of white cream in his hungry mouth while he filled my bowels. He let go of my cock and collapsed on top of me, kissing me passionately till the kiss softened a bit and he slipped off of my body. We came back from the afterglow of our sexual height, still caressing each other and sharing kisses.
-I hope I can return the favor soon, I said.
-Sorry, but I am exclusively top, Jack answered.
With the way he had treated me, I agreed immediately to become a total bottom with him and I told him so.
-My cock and your ass are a perfect fit. I will enjoy many repeat sessions with you.
-Where and when you want as it seems your mouth and my cock are a perfect fit as well and I would give you an Oscar for your kissing!
-Make ti a double Oscar as I have never met someone who kisses as well as you do Al.
Wow! We just founded a mutual admiration society! I was glad he had enjoyed it as much as I did, and it all started with a muscle cramp!
To be continued...
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