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Not immediately. For about a month Alex and I made love every night and some times two or three times, but then he and Claude started working longer hours and Alex would arrive home dead tired and exhausted. Things changed and I didn't like it.
went on for another month. One night I happened to notice the way Claude
was acting around Alex. Oh, it was said in jest. That sentence, somewhat
innocent, but meaningful, "Jason, I envy you being able to make love
to such a beautiful lover!"
he is mine, and you're far too old to even be thinking that!" I snapped
come on he's just kidding, lighten up!"
left the room and went to our room and laid down on the bed. I knew what
was happening. Claude was trying to take Alex from me.
sweetheart, I love you. Claude was just kidding around!"
He's driving us apart! You come home tired, exhausted, we're doing good
if we make love twice a week!"
not Claude's fault! It's the nature of the work!"
quit the job! Quit the job, Alex will move back to the hotel. I'll get
a job. I don't want to stay here anymore!"
I won't quit the job! For the first time in my life I'm doing something
that I enjoy, that I'm good at! I'm not going to quit just because you
imagine Claude is after me. Jason look at it if he wants anyone it would
be you! Why do you think we're here? It's because he wanted to keep you
know what Alex said was reasonable. Maybe it was just my imagination.
Alex laid down beside me on the bed, then pulled me into an embrace. We kissed. His hands expertly removed my T-shirt and he began driving me crazy by gently sucking on my nipples. First one then the other. He climbed on top of me kissing on the mouth. Our tongues embracing and the breaking the passionate kiss he slid down my body pulling my pants off and exposing my stiff rod to the air his mouth teased at my foreskin and then the tip o his tongue played with the tip of my dick.
"Mmm, I love your pre-cum" he murmured as gently licked the oozing liquid, his tongue glided down till he reach my aching balls which he gently bathed with is saliva. I was going delirious as he gently sucked both my balls into his mouth he began masturbating me. As my balls began to tighten he quickly devoured my meat and wave after wave of ecstasy enveloped my whole body as my cum was released down his throat. We kissed and I tasted my own cum.
"I love you, Jason, only you! Never forget that! You and only you!"
For about a
week everything seemed to be going fine with our relationship then one
evening Alex came home an hour late.
Jason, I work! And WHAT DO YOU DO? GIVE AWAY YOUR DAMN PAINTINGS? You
gripe at me because I work hard and you fritter away your time!"
He was right.
I only have six paintings ready for a gallery showing. Most of my paintings
I sold cheap or gave away.
out of the room and out of the apartment.
Claude came into the room.
was that all about, lover's quarrel?" He queried in a sort of snide
"No, not really, he's pissed at me cause he works hard and I don't. And he's right. We'd never make it if it weren't you."
I left the
apartment. And went to the cafe. Ian was back in England. I missed him
a lot. He left right after we came back from St. Moritz. I never understood
I was sitting
there sipping a mulled wine actually it was hot wine when I heard, "Jason!"
I looked up to see Sven.
I jumped up and ran to give him a hug.
We sat and talked for about two hours. He was leaving the next day to go home for a while; he'd been commissioned to do some sculptures for several companies in Sweden. He gave me the keys to his studio for me to use if I wanted. Greta came and we talked for a while longer and they said their good-byes. I got back home at 2:30am.
like he was sleeping.
I cuddled up close to him. He scooted away. I scooted up to him again,
Jason just give me some room! It's late and I need to get some sleep."
I moved back
to my side of the bed.
you mad at me? All I did was ask why you were late and you take my head
off like I asked the most personal question in the world?"
fine. I guess I'll just have to assume that you and Claude have been making
out or something," I said in jest.
Alex! Tell me you didn't!"
I jumped out
of bed, yanked on y jeans as I yelled, "YOU FUCKING PERVERTED ASSHOLE!
HOW COULD YOU! ANSWER ME! GOD DAMN YOU! ANSWER ME"
Alex was sobbing!
He wouldn't look at me!
What are you doing waking everybody up?" demanded Claude.
I hated him.
I had never despised anyone as much as I despised Claude at that very
WHY MY ALEX?" I cried.
just calm down, it just happened. Come let's sit down and talk this out,
Do you hate me so much that you had to take away the one thing that makes
life worth living! Why didn't you just let me die in the hospital? TALK!
I'LL TALK! FUCK YOU!"
I looked up
at the ceiling, "MICHAEL! ARE YOU STILL THERE? YOUR FUCKING PRECIOUS
SOUL MATE JUST SCREWED US!" Then mocking Claude I continued, "I
don't know. It just happened!"
I knew that
hurt him I didn't care.
I was angry, but the tears still flowed as I stormed past Claude, I grabbed my jacket.
here!" I slammed the door behind me.
I went up the
stairs to the roof. Out on the roof I cried myself to sleep.
I woke at daybreak feeling pretty depress well very depressed.
"You know everything could be over in just a few seconds, Michael. All I have to do is jump! Splat! Life is over!" I mumbled to myself looking down over the edge.
if it isn't?" I thought. "What if it just goes on, or what if
I have to just sit around watching Alex and Claude fuck! That would be
purgatory! I mean nobody really knows until they die! Maybe it's all a
stupid game or virtual reality thing and when you think you die, you're
just taking off some VR helmet or you running to get back in line for
the next ride!"
that's what 'deja vu' really is. You just remembered something from the
the last time around!"
I decided to
go stay at Sven's studio until I could think clearer.
I heard the
company car beep and went to look. Well, they are both going to work.
I started crying. How could I mean nothing to Alex?
An hour later
I went down and let myself in to the apartment and packed my things.
I walked into the living room and sat down on the sofa. I looked at the picture of Michael and Claude I'd drawn.
I picked up the picture of just Michael.
care of them, Michael. Bye."
To be continued...