Fiancé of My Ex Boss Ch.13 – A Steamy Gay Sex Story Packed with Surprises and Forbidden Desires
A gay sex story: Fiancé of my Ex-Boss Ch. 13 Chapter 13 – Save Yourself a Heartache
I’ve been to Don’s very few times. Honestly, now that I think about it, we mostly met at Phil’s or mine. Thankfully I had his address saved.
Anyway, I should call beforehand.
“Hi, Don. What are you up to?”
“Just reading, why?”
“Can I come over?”
“Now?”
“Yeah, I am just near your street.”
“Right. Sure, come.”
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I knocked, and when he opened the door, he looked at me with a grin.
“I was curious when you will finally show up.”
I raised my eyebrows. “You were?”
“Yeah, come on in.”
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Don is one of those guys you can find in the dirtiest pubs with his buddies over beer. He loves his bike and his friends. I met him a few years back when Phil got him the job in our building. At first, I was taken aback when Phil told me they used to date, but as I got to know this guy, I fell in love with his sense of humor and rough edges. He was one of those guys you could call in the middle of the night and was down for anything.
We fucked one guy once together, but since he was top only and not exactly my type, we never did more than that.
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If I’m correct, he was 41 at the time, and even though he was really outgoing, when you got to know him, you found out that deep down, he was really a loner, and there wasn’t much he said about himself. He’s about 5’10 and 180 lbs, a bear with broad shoulders and muscular arms. He’s got more of a dad bod, and he says that he rather rides on an empty road in the summer than spend his time in a gym.
I still couldn’t believe that this was the man Karl chose to cheat on Kyle with!
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I sat on his couch and moved a few things away. It was not messy here. Just you could always bet to find a few things lying around. I couldn’t picture Karl being here with this man. I couldn’t think of more opposites than these two. If I didn’t see it, I would never believe it, really…
“What do you mean you were curious when I will show up?”
“Ross, let’s not play this game,” he shook his head with a smile and went to the kitchen. “Beer?”
“Sure.”
“Here.”
“Thanks.” I just held it, still frowning and trying to understand his mocking sneer.
He sat in the chair before me and smiled as a loving but disappointed father would do. What the heck? Did I miss something?
“What?” I started to feel offended.
“Look, I know what this is about. You don’t have to worry. I won’t say anything.”
“What do you mean?” Now I was really confused!
Don just leisurely sat back and took a sip.
“Honestly, I thought you would come sooner. What happened? Did that pretty boy get worried after all this time?”
“What are you talking about, Don?”
“For real? Ross. This is getting ridiculous. You know I saw you two.”
“Who?”
He shook his head, disappointed. How did the tables turn? I was getting flustered since he really looked sincere.
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“You tell me, who sucked your dick in your car the day you got fired?”
“You saw that?!”
“Of course. Didn’t you see me?”
“Damn! No, I didn’t know! You really saw that?!”
“Really?” he frowned with a smirk.
“No!”
Don shrugged his shoulders and took a sip. “Then you know. I did see you. I have to say, man. I have no right to judge but not cool.”
“Not cool?”
“No, you know he’s Sinclair’s fiancé.”
I looked in bewilderment and crossed my arms in front of me. “You the one to talk.”
Don frowned a little bit. “What do you mean?”
I looked at him with a raised eyebrow and a suggestive look. “Guess.”
He looked taken aback. His features got tense, and he crossed his arms in front of his chest as well.
“How long do you know?”
“How long you’ve been fucking him?” I asked, trying to sound as little intimidating as possible. I didn’t come here to threaten him.
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“Why you’ve never told me?”
“I am not judging you, Don.” I raised my hands. “I don’t even want to get you into any trouble. I was just honestly shocked. You are like the last person I would expect to be fucking him. No offense, but he is one stuck-up princess.”
Don had to chuckle. “Yeah, he is.”
We both smirked at each other. He looked at me as if he was trying to read me.
“Ok. So you got his boyfriend to suck your dick, and I fucked him. What else do you want to talk about?”
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I was thinking about how much I wanted to reveal. This was seriously a weird situation. He kept looking at me, his features were stiff, yet I didn’t feel threatened. More like we were both trying to figure out each other’s intentions. The silence grew a bit heavy for our taste.
Donald peered at me. “Okay, can we cut all this drama? I just don’t like this tense shit. So tell me, why did you come here, and why should I care?”
“I just heard that Sinclair is supposedly working overtime, and since I know that there is no way for him to need to work so much, I got interested.”
“Were you looking for some revenge since he fired you? Did you try to find some dirt on him?”
Now I was taken aback. I hope he would know I would never stoop so low. Yet I could understand what made him think that.
“I would say making his fiancé suck your dick should be satisfaction enough,” he finished his beer and stood up. Don looked really protective now. He must care for Karl.
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The thing is, I find Don to be a genuinely good guy. I trust him since he has repeatedly proved to be one loyal friend. I would like to clear things out, but telling him that I like Kyle and wanted to know if Karl is cheating felt like oversharing and outing Kyle in a way.
“Look, I didn’t know what I would find, and you weren’t very careful, to be honest.”
“Okay, so tell me, what did you see and when?”
Don stood in front of me in a wide stance, arms crossed in front of his broad chest, and was looking at me with a serious look. I frowned now, thinking what to say. He probably felt threatened, and he started to look defensive and angry. I should have thought more about what exactly I wanted to achieve before barging here like this.
“You seem to care about him.”
“I do. Now answer. What do you want with that information?”
“Nothing. I just wanted to know the truth as it was bugging me.”
“How did you know he works overtime?”
Damn…
“I just heard it.”
“From who?”
“A friend.”
He frowned.
“I thought we were better friends than this, Ross. Can you talk straight with me?”
“I just don’t want to expose anyone.”
“Only me and Karl. Did you want him to get into trouble?”
“No. Well, I wouldn’t care about him. To be honest, I hate his guts, but I wouldn’t do that to you. That is the reason I came.”
“What?”
“Talk to you about it?”
“Why?”
I realized that I didn’t have any other reason than to satisfy my curiosity. Now I felt pretty dumb. I was making him uncomfortable with something that shouldn’t even be my business. He knew for months that I had Kyle suck my dick and didn’t do anything about it since that was not his business.
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“Can we take a break, man? Look, can I just go take a leak and think a bit here?” I felt uncomfortable and frustrated now. I didn’t think it would go this way.
He looked at me with a frown. “Sure. Those doors on the right,” he pointed behind me.