Behind the Lens (Behind the Lives) (20 page)

Jade
snatched the bottle out of Dante’s hand. “I think you’ve had quite enough.”

Dante
went to take it back, but instead put a hand on Jade’s shoulder to steady
himself. Jade smiled and reached out, touching Dante’s tattoo around his eye.
Dante jerked his head to the side like Jade had burnt him.

Jade
scowled. “You touched me first, and remember why you’re here?”

“I
wuz steadying myself, and I didn’t expect you to touch my face, it wuz just a
reaction.”

“Well,
I’m going to touch you in more intimate places, so you might as well get used
to it.” Jade reached for the tattoo again, Dante staying still this time. “It’s
beautiful,” Jade said, running his fingers down Dante’s face. “You’re
beautiful.”

“Guess
beauty is in the eye of the cock.”

Jade
shook his head. “You really are a crude man.”

“I
did warn ya I wuz a cunt.”

“I
know, now take off your jacket.”

“Don’t
you wanna go to the bedroom?”

“We
will, I just want to see you naked in my lounge first.”

“Whatever
gets your rocks off, I guess.” Dante shrugged off his jacket, making Jade
smile. “You really are desperate,” he added.

“Just
as desperate as you are, only for different things.”

“I’m
not a thing—” Dante snapped, wishing he could punch the guy for the comment,
“—or a whore.”

“You
have a real hang-up on that word.”

“It’s
cos everyone treats me like one.” He wiped his face, feeling hot, probably from
the booze. “My ex even called me one cos I let some chicks touch me. It wuzn’t
like I wuz gonna do them, plus she wuz usually okay with it, just wuz acting
weird that night.”

“I
wouldn’t like it if someone was touching my boyfriend in front of me either, so
I don’t see why you’re the one getting upset. Would you have let your
girlfriend get touched like that?”

“No.”

“Looks
like you adhere to double standards.”

“She
knew what I wuz like when she got with me, and I didn’t sleep with those
females, OR get paid, so I didn’t deserve to be called a whore.”

“Again,
that word. So, is that why you were drinking tonight, she broke up with you
because you let those females touch you?”

“Nah,
that happened years ago. I broke up with a diff girlfriend cos she couldn’t
trust me either.”

“Take
off your shirt.”

Dante
removed it, trying his best to ignore Jade’s hand running over his stomach.
“She assumed I cheated on her, but I didn’t, I wuz just letting my ex stay in
my room cos she got beat up by her husband. I slept in my nephew’s room, but my
girlfriend didn’t believe me.”

“Did
she find your ex in your bed?”

“Yes.”

“Take
your pants off.”

Dante
unbuckled his belt and pushed his pants down. “She still should’ve believed
me,” he said, kicking them off, now totally naked.

“I
wouldn’t have believed you,” Jade said, unbuttoning his own shirt.

“Why
not?”

Because
it would’ve looked like you were lying.” Jade slipped off his shirt and placed
it on the back of the couch, then started unbuttoning his pants, the guy’s body
graceful, lean like a dancer.

“But
I didn’t lie,” Dante said.

“Again,
it wouldn’t have looked that way to her.” Jade placed his pants next to his
shirt, along with his underwear. Dante look down at the guy’s hard-on like it
was the root of all evil, something that needed to shrivel up and die.

Dante
jumped back as Jade reached for his scared shitless cock, which was anything
but hard. He didn’t care if gays got it on, even watched some once due to a
girlfriend having a wet one for M/M shit, whatever that was, because she
wouldn’t explain it, just said it was a type of book she read. It did nothing
for him, though he kind of liked how she got all hot over it, the sex
afterwards with her definitely making it worth having to watch the gay
fuck-fest.

“Why
are you acting so shy?” Jade asked. “You’ve done wilder things than have sex
with a man.”

“Cos
I’ve never done it before, and don’t wanna, and how would you know what I do?”

“Well,
you did say I stalk you.” Smiling, Jade picked up the bottle of whisky and
headed for the passage. “Now it’s your turn to stalk me.”

“No,
tell me how ya know ’bout my sex life,” Dante said, following Jade up the
flight of stairs. They entered a large room, the place again covered in white,
including the bed.

“It’s
not important,” Jade said.

“It
is to me.”

“Well,
I’m not interested in going into detail; I want to make the most of my time
with you.”

“You
will once ya tell me.”

“Look,”
Jade said, sounding annoyed. “I didn’t bring you home to have questions thrown
at me.”

“But
I wanna know.”

“God,
you’re like a kid.”

“How
would you know ’bout kids, gaybo?”

“Don’t
be insulting!”

“Your
fault for not answering me.” Dante swiped the whisky off Jade, knowing he
wasn’t going to get anything out of the tight-mouthed bastard.

Shaking
his head, Jade headed to one of the cabinets. He removed a container of lube
and condoms from a drawer. Dante swallowed down some whisky, wondering whether
he was going to keep the booze down. He put the bottle on the cabinet then
rested his hands against it, feeling like chundering, but more over what he had
to do—no, who he had to do. He lowered his head and stared down at the
patterned swirls on the cabinet, hoping he didn’t remember any of this shit
tomorrow.

Jade
ran a hand over Dante’s arse, making him spin around, his nerves kicking up
more than a dozen notches. Jade dropped to the floor and took a hold of Dante’s
limp cock. Dante pressed his back against the cabinet, practically moulding
himself into it to get away from Jade, but the guy moved closer, latching onto
Dante’s cock with his mouth. Dante’s eyes darted around the room, trying to
distract himself from what was happening. His gaze swept the pictures, the bed...
Fuck,
not the bed! His eyes shot to the light above his head, trying to
burn out his retinas so he couldn’t see who was blowing him. He blinked at the
brightness, then closed his eyes, wishing Beth was on her knees, sucking him
like she had on Sunday, right before he’d taken her hard, forcing his cock
inside of her tight pussy. He groaned, feeling himself harden. He wanted to
pound her so fucking hard that she screamed until she was hoarse. An image of
Kara came to mind, of seeing her naked and fighting Beth. He groaned again,
wishing he could have a threesome with them, maybe have Kara suck him as he
licked Beth, her taste so damned sweet.

Something
tight pulled over his cock, making him open his eyes. He looked down as Jade
finished putting a condom on him.

“I
remembered your generous size from last time,” Jade said, getting to his feet
and looking proud of himself. “So I bought a box for you.” He grabbed Dante’s
hand and tugged him towards the bed.

Dante
stopped just short of it, freaked out that Jade had pre-planned this. “Where’s
my money?” he said, now worried he was being tricked.

Jade’s
pretty lips turned down. “You really are a mood killer.”

“Just
get my money, then I won’t hafta ask again.”

“Okay,”
Jade breathed out, appearing frustrated. He headed for a doorway, which looked
like it led to a walk-in wardrobe. Dante followed him, watching as Jade opened
a safe. He wondered how much cash Jade had, then exhaled, annoyed with himself
for even considering stealing. He wasn’t a thief, just a fucking whore.

Jade
closed the safe and held out a wad of cash for Dante to take. “Count it if you
have to.”

Taking
it, Dante started counting the bills, still not believing that the guy was
giving him so much money. “There’s ten grand here,” he said after finishing.

“Which
is what we agreed upon.”

“But
you had ten grand in your room, ten-fuckin’-grand.”

Jade
shrugged. “Not like it’s a lot, and it sounds like you didn’t believe me.”

“I
didn’t think you’d have it in your house, and it
is
lots, and you’re
completely nuts if you don’t think so.”

“Everything’s
relative.” Jade took the money out of Dante’s hands and walked back into the
bedroom, placing the stack on the cabinet, then returned for Dante, who was
standing in the same spot like a stunned mullet. Jade tugged him over to the
bed. “Do you know how to get me prepared for sex or do I have to do it?”

“You
just paid me ten grand, so I’ll do it,” Dante said, having done more than one
chick up the arse, but mostly during threesomes. “You clean?”

“Yeah,
I flushed out before the pub, and I haven’t eaten all day.”

“Do
ya wanna get sumpthin’ to eat then?”

Jade’s
eyes twinkled, like he was ready to laugh. “That would defeat the purpose.”

“Why?”

“I fasted
so I wouldn’t get anything unsavoury on your condom.”

“Unsavoury?”
Dante said a second before it clicked. He screwed up his nose. “Didn’t think of
that; never saw any when I did chicks up there.”

“Oh
God, don’t have anal sex with women; they don’t know how to prepare themselves
properly.”

“How
would you know?”

“I
do have hetro friends, and stop talking; I want you to fuck me.”

“Just
wanna make one thing clear: I’m not gonna rim you.”

“Straight
boys always say that.”

Dante
frowned. “You purposely target straight guys?”

“No,
I’ve only been with a few and they just thought I was pretty enough to fuck.
Pity you don’t.”

“Cos
you’ve got no tits. Even some trannies have tits.”

“Have
you done any trannies?”

“No,
I only let them suck my dick.”

“They
were still male.”

“The
ones who sucked me off didn’t look it.”

“I’ve
been told I look like a girl.”

“I
like women.”

“Women,
girls, you know what I mean.”

“If
you’ve got no tits and no pussy, it means
you
ain’t a woman.”

“I
didn’t say I wanted to be one, and ten grand means
you
should get to
work,” Jade said, moving up the bed.

“Yeah,
yeah.” Dante did as he was told, thinking the guy sort of reminded him of
Corey, not his looks, but his small frame, although he’d never seen—or wanted
to see—Corey naked. Jesus, he didn’t want to bring that image up.

Jade
grabbed Dante’s dick, which had softened, the guy doing his best to get him up
to the task as well as fixing the condom. Dante placed his lips on Jade’s then
closed his eyes, trying to imagine Beth naked. She was so damned pretty, all
that black hair, taut body and perky breasts that just asked to be sucked. He
groaned as her hand played with his cock while her other caressed his butt. He
lowered himself down on her, grinding his cock into her leg. She groaned
underneath him as he moved his mouth to her ear, nibbling it, then started kissing
down her neck. His eyes flicked opened at the feel of a hard cock pushing into
his stomach. Jade had his head back and was moaning, the guy actually looking
fuckable. Dante latched onto one of Jade’s nipples and closed his eyes, not
wanting to think of Jade as fuckable. He pretended he was chewing on Beth’s,
the hard nubs making him ache to bite them. A scream filled the room as he bit
down, the sound making him harder. He laughed, then lapped at the abused
nipple, then bit the other one, pulling out another scream.

Jade
squirmed under him. “Not so hard,” he said, his voice shaky.

Dante
opened his eyes. “You wanted me hard, didn’t cha?” he said, replacing his mouth
with his fingers, holding the abused nipples like they deserved to be
destroyed. “And you’re still hard,” he said, pushing a leg into Jade’s groin.

Jade
inhaled sharply, his eyes going wide, a mix of pain and pleasure bringing back
that fuckable look, although all it did was encourage Dante to hurt him more.

“Please,”
Jade begged, “Please let go, you’re hurting me.”

“I
like it when people beg. Say pretty please.”

“Pretty
plea
aaaaase
!” Jade screamed as Dante squeezed his nipples.

Dante
let go, then lowered his head and kissed the sore nubs, lavishing them with his
tongue and mouth, this time being gentle. Jade interlaced his fingers into
Dante’s hair and thrust his chest upwards, moaning like his nipples were an
extension of his cock. Removing the fingers from his hair, Dante kissed down
Jade’s body, stopping within an inch of the guy’s cock. He looked up at Jade
and grinned. “You seem to like pain. I wonder what would happen if I squeeze
your cock.”

“No,
don’t!” Jade screamed, trying to get away.