A gay story: Austin Pt. 09
The Truth Reveals Itself…
I watched the clock turn from 1:59 a.m. to 2:00 a.m. We were back in the guest room. I was lying in Owen’s arms. His breathing was even, and I thought he was asleep.
“I’ve said this once,” he said in a low, sleepy voice, “and I will say it again. If you ever say you are afraid, you can’t make me happy…”
“Can you cum just from someone sucking your toes?” I asked, raising my head and looking at him.
“I don’t know, no one’s ever tried before. Until that moment, that glorious, surprising moment, I never knew my feet were a pathway to my cock.”
“I can’t wait to try. I want to try everything and do anything with you.”
“As I you. I want to fulfill your deepest, darkest fantasy.”
“Mmmmm, right now, that’s an easy one.”
“Oh?”
My cock stirred at the thought. I rolled over on top of Owen, spreading his legs with mine.
“Other than the fact that you are my ultimate fantasy, I have one, but I’ll tell you about it later.”
He tried to sit up, but I effectively kept him down.
“Tell me.” He tried to demand. I just shook my head and kissed his chest, moving upwards toward his mouth.
“Right now, I want you to spread your legs wider. I want to live out my fantasy again.”
At 2:45 a.m., we were rummaging through the refrigerator, looking for something to eat. We finally settled on raisin toast and coffee.
“There’s something we need to talk about,” Owen said, noticeably uncomfortable.
“I’m listening.” I walked over to him and kissed him lightly, “but promise me that nothing you say will change anything between us.”
“Nothing,” he whispered, pulling me closer to him.
“Talk,” I said softly.
“I need to tell you what happened after I left here to return to Minnesota. When we stopped for lunch. Thomas had the contract with him and wanted to clarify his expectations for me. What my role would be. How I should act, and things like that.”
“And?”
“Well, he said as much as the viewers loved our connection, he pretty much wanted me to cut back on the ‘romantic shit,’ as he called it, and take on more of a stronger personality. He inferred I should be more like Cyndi, a stronger influence on you. Are you okay talking about this?”
“Yeah, nothing you are saying surprises me.”
“Thomas regretted my trip was so short. He wanted to spend more ‘alone’ time with me. He even told me that if they weren’t leaving for Arizona, he would have flown back to St. Paul to get to know me better. He started confiding in me like I was his long-lost best friend. I let him think he had an ally in me.” Owen’s face turned bright red.
“And?” I repeated
“And…well…I touched my foot to his and placed my hand subtly on his upper thigh. I wanted him to think I wanted him as much as he claimed he wanted me.”
“You led him on?” I asked, almost smiling. Owen slowly shook his head, not sure of my reaction. “Ahhh. Now it makes sense.”
“What makes sense?”
“Welllll…” My voice went high-pitched, and I couldn’t bring my eyes to his.
“What?”
“Remember when I told you I placed a hidden camera in the spa room so I could see if anyone was standing outside the door?”
“Yes, I thought that was very clever of you.”
“One day, a few weeks ago, after the crew finished wiring everything. Thomas took everyone to Great Falls for a shopping run and dinner. He even booked a block of rooms at a hotel so they could party all night. I respectfully turned the outing down, but Cyndi didn’t, not a big surprise. It was the first time I had the place to myself in weeks. I took advantage of their absence and installed more of my little hidden cameras. I figured no one would see mine amongst all the equipment they had installed in the house. I put one in the playroom, guest room, our bedroom, living room, and another in the spa room aimed at the hot tub – the gruesome threesome loved to spend time in there.”
“Genius move.” He grabbed me and kissed me hard on the mouth.
“I connected it to my cell and laptop. I can watch, zoom in or out, and record. It’s quite easy to work with. It wasn’t like I wanted to catch them; they were quite blatant about what they were doing. I mainly tuned in when they were in the spa room, where they conducted most of their business. I was more interested in their conversations and plans they were making than the sex.”
“Perhaps it was a cop-out on my part, but as you get to know me better, you’ll learn I’m the non-confrontational type. I’m more of an out-of-sight, out-of-mind type of person. I watched it the morning after you left when all hell broke loose. It’s all your fault, too!” I gave him a wink and smiled.
“Mine? I wasn’t even here.”
“Yes, but you kept telling me I needed to find my inner voice. And when it surfaced, it told me I needed to confront Cyndi.”
“I’m proud of you. It needed to be done.”
“Yes, it did. And Cyndi didn’t like it one bit. She was fine with me as long as I was a good little boy and did everything she told me to do. But once I found my voice, wow, she changed big time! She became the one who couldn’t deal with confrontation and walked out on me. I knew she would return to Thomas and Devon, so I grabbed my phone and tuned in; they were still in my bed.”
“Remember Cyndi, the Dominatrix? When it came to sex, she was still commanding and central, but as part of their strange relationship, she was quite subdued. There were rules that had to be strictly adhered to, and the most important one was that the first thing every morning, Thomas and Devon had sex. Under no circumstances was she to disturb their morning sex.”
“Cyndi stood to the side watching them. The expression on her face let me know that she appreciated the love they had for each other. Their lovemaking was the second hottest thing I’d ever seen, you being the first.” I took a moment to touch Owen’s face and kiss him gently. I relished those kisses; they came from my heart.
“Once their morning sex was over, Cyndi joined them in bed. The sex got hotter and hotter. Remind me, and one day, I’ll show you the video. It’s a piece of art. When they were done, Thomas mentioned that he overheard Cyndi and me fighting. She told them what I said. Thomas just laughed it off and told her that she had nothing to worry about, that Thomas had a deal with you, and that you would be able to control me.”
I paused and looked at Owen with complete sincerity.
“You have to understand, between Cyndi’s duplicity and my marriage eroding so quickly that I couldn’t keep my feet firmly on the ground, meeting and falling head over heels for you…”
“Really?” Owen said, grinning ear-to-ear.
“Really!”
“I’m kinda head-over-heels about you, too.” He said, blushing.
“I know that…now. But a few days ago, I was a wreck. Thomas inferred that you were money-hungry. He said you would do anything to be in the web series and even attempted to seduce him. Paranoia had set in. I didn’t know who I could trust.”
“Oh, Austin. I’m so sorry you had to go through all of this alone. I wish you could have been in a place to talk to me, but I understand now why you were so shut down.”
Owen took me in his arms and held me.