CHAPTER EIGHT~~Trevor's Boyfriend

Trevor knocked on Karl's door repeatedly before he opened up frowning at him. "What are you doing here?" he asked really pissed off.

Early in the morning, just before he came to Karl's house, he had called him to explain what happened between him and Charlotte yesterday and that got Karl so angry.

He had to hurry over to Karl's place in order to calm his nerves. "Can I come in please?" he requested while Karl stepped away for him to pass.

Trevor came into his living room, "What are you doing here?" Karl asked again. "It's obvious that you love Charlotte yet, you bug me." he crossed his arms drumming his manicured fingers.

Trevor came towards him, "Look Karl, I told you all that because I love you."

"And you felt so great sleeping with her. Didn't you?" Karl asked.

"I felt terrible, I swear, I was thinking of you when I was sleeping with her. Look Karl, I love you and not her. "

Karl walked up to him and tilted his head to the side as if sizing him up. Trevor is frozen in place as he grabbed his jaw and forced his mouth onto Trevor's. His kiss is wet and deep and urgent. As Karl opened his mouth to enclose his, his body began to grind against Trevor's. Karl suddenly stopped and swallowed hard, still palming Trevor's face. "You kissed her like this and stared at her this way too?" he asked while Trevor shook his head.

"No, my stares were so cold and different."

Karl kissed him again and he responded fitting himself against him, treasuring the feel of his muscular arm as it enclosed his and the gruff scrape of Trevor's beard against his smooth face. Karl slided out of his clothes, letting them fall to the floor, and stepped up to him again, fully naked with his hard cock bobbing up and down.

Trevor kissed him again and let Karl undress him, only helping to undo his complex belt buckle when Karl fumbled with it. Trevor was so ready to be struck down by Karl's charms. All the pleasures which he couldn't enjoy so much yesterday, he wanna make up for it with Karl. Fully naked, they rubbed against each other for some time until Karl wrestled him onto the floor. His smooth face slided down Trevor's body, digging at the dark alcoves of it with his tongue and gripping his limbs in his strong but girlie hands. Karl directed him onto his front and laps at his ass.

In Trevor's mind, he was already whispering the FUCK ME word and then he began to shout it out loud. Karl stood and retrieved a condom from the pocket of his crumpled jeans on the carpet. Karl placed his hands on his hips and tugged at him until Trevor complied, turning his back to him. He grabbed an asscheek in each hand, and Trevor felt his mouth on one cheek and then the other, his kisses leaving small circular spreads of saliva behind. His nose traced up Trevor's asscrack and he kissed again, this time at the very top of the split, and he could feel his tongue slide out and taste his skin. Trevor's knees wavered. Karl pulled his asscheeks apart and exposed his crack to the cool air. He buried his face there and his tongue poked at his hole. Trevor pushed his hips back and Karl responded by digging in farther. Trevor gasped, his face pressed hard against the cold wall infront of him. Karl licked and probed and penetrated him with his tongue. He ate at his ass with all of the aggression of his kisses, with the aggression of his attitude and his come-ons. He ate Trevor's ass like he wanted to conquer it. Karl's dick slided into his hole a little. Trevor is slick and open from his rim job, yet, he pushed back more until it felt like he's halfway in, and he kept his hand on his cock to keep him from going too far. Karl tightened his grip on his chest and then pulled his dick back a little, sliding back out. Trevor wanted him so badly. He realized that when he pulled his dick out of his butthole.

"I want you babe. Completely." he mumbled pushing back against him and releasing his grip on Karl's erection. He slid his hand around his midsection and grabbed his ass, pulling him close to himself. That's when Karl pushed in completely, pubes to ass. He exhaled and his breath is warm on Trevor's neck and ear.

"That good?" Karl asked.

Trevor bit his lip and nodded. He grunted. It's all he had. Karl pumped against him, once, trying to go in farther, and Trevor's dick jumped. Karl grabbed his nipple in between his thumb and forefinger and pinched hard. The feeling is sharp, like a piercing. He grunted again while Karl fucked him. He kept one arm in front of him, forearm against the walls, and stroke his dick with the other hand. He went slowly and the feeling of Karl's dick in his butt hole, and his fingers pinching his nipple so intense that he won't last long if he dared move too quickly.

Karl kissed his neck, bit his shoulder and whispered in his ear. "You like that." he said. It's not a question. "Yeah," Trevor replied

He spanked Trevor's ass while he growled. "Did she make you feel this way too?" He asked while Trevor shook his head. "No."

"So I'm better than Charlotte right?" he asked again while Trevor nodded nervously. His whole body was on fire. He pressed his sweaty face against Trevor's skin as he kept pumping in and out. He let go of his nipple and slapped his hand against his chest. Trevor's skin stung in a line from where his hand and arm cut across his chest. His knees buckle but Karl held him up. He held him close to himself, his chest flat against his back. He fucked and he slapped and he bit and he kissed and Trevor came. He tried to hold it back but can't. Trevor squeezed his dick and grunted and long, ropey shots streak out toward the walls, splashing against the painted walls. Karl laughed and slammed his cock into him, holding it in as Trevor's orgasm caused his asshole to pucker around his dick.

He came like he haven't in a long time; he was always the one doing the fucking. His shots were hard and straight and thick, the white liquid stark against the painted walls. Karl wrapped his hand over Trevor's and helped him stroke himself.

"I don't think Charlotte can do this much for you babe." Karl mumbled.

His grip was firm and Trevor knew this is what it feels like to be conquered. To say that it's anything else would be a lie. As his cum slowed and started to drip rather than spray, Karl resumed his fucking. The feeling of his dick slamming inside of him is completely different now than it was before, Trevor's skin so much more sensitive. He braced himself against the wall, looking down at his own semen sliding down it. Karl grabbed him by the hips and thrusted, no longer concerned with how Trevor felt about it. He didn't last long, though. His grip tightened on Trevor's hips, and he buried himself as deeply as he can, and he felt his dick throb inside of him. He grunted, loud, and then shivered. His grunt grew into something louder and longer, almost a victory yell, not out of place here in the living room but something more than that...

"You're my sugar, Karl." Trevor found himself mumbling inaudibly.

*******

Mr. Jack heaved as he landed in NYC airport. Reporters circled around him with their phones, cameras and microphones. His bodyguards hovered around him immediately to protect him from being touched or harmed by toxic fans who have started to pile up already, at the sight of him.

"Mr. Jackson, can you please give us a word about your sudden trip to NYC. Is it true that you came to visit your rumoured ex-girlfriend, Miss Marie?"

"Mr. Jack, how is Los Angeles? How is Hollywood treating you?"

"Mr. Jack, can you please give us a word? It's been long we had your voice." The reporters rattled, running after him as he was guided into his red limousine by his bodyguards. They backed off when the door of the limousine was closed and the bodyguards growled and frowned at them to disperse. And they did, but it was really hard for the fans to do that. They followed the car as it moved on slowly and caught up speed. That's when Jack sighed and snapped his fingers twice, his car attendant immediately brought out his cigarette plate and light.

"I need a strong wine like vodka, don't serve me anything less than that." he ordered while the attendant nodded. She served him as he requested.

"Hey, light my cigarette." he said after placing one cigarette stick on his lips. The lady helped him do that and shifted away while he smoked all by himself and to his thoughts.

He's meeting his ex. How is he supposed to act when he sees her? How awkward is it gonna be between them. Phew! Instead of thinking about her, how about he think of Charlotte who he's gonna definitely meet today? Yeah, that's one of the reason he took up courage to come to NYC. He smirked and then dropped the dogend of his cigar on the plate before taking up his wine glass, took a sip at first and then emptied the wine down his stomach.

His phone rang, he looked at his phone screen, his kid sis, Brianna was the one paging him. His countence changed immediately, his mood dampened the more as his phone kept vibrating. He ignored the call. But she didn't stop calling. He refused to take it. A voicemail buzzed into his phone afterwards. It was from her. He couldn't ignore that, he was very curious to know about the incessant calling. He wanted to know why she's calling him out of the blue. After what she did to him. Really pissed off, he tapped *listen.*

"Hey bro, today is Marie's birthday, you know that right, you will be so heartless if you leave her alone on her birthday. And I wanna say that I'm sorry for everything that happened between all of us. And please don't punish her because of me, she have had enough, haven't she? Please, even if it's a birthday wish, she needs to hear that from you. Or you can get her anything, even if it's smoke rings.. a chuckle from her voice... Derek sends his greetings to you, bye. " He scoffed. He replayed it, got angrier, each replay made him madder. What do they take him for? He laughed hard. He's going mad, at this rate, he will definitely loose his sanity.

*

"Is he gonna come see me?" Marie whined to Brianna who nodded.

"I just sent him a voicemail, he's gonna come, trust me." She assured, while she nodded cracking her fingers and feeling uneasy.

"Are you sure he will wanna see my face? Do you think he will want to have anything to do with me ever again?"

Brianna sighed guiding Marie to her seat. "Can you stop worrying and sit down please? Catch your breath and stop ruining your make up. Try and smile, everyone is here already, he won't wanna meet you looking scary." Brianna said while she nodded.

"Okay, I'm just so nervous, I haven't seen him for almost a year and the last time we met, we didn't say a word to each other. He hates me so much Brianna." she started to sobbing.

While Brianna began to console her. "It's okay. Stop crying."

"I feel so bad right now and I wanna masturbate and feel so much better. "

"Don't say that Marie, okay?"

Marie hiccuped. "But I really wanna masturbate right now, aren't you gonna help me?" she asked staring into Brianna's eyes.

"Marie, it can't be today. My brother is coming, what if he shows up like last time and sees me with you. Do you think is gonna be different?"

Marie sobbed the more. "I really wanna touch myself right now. Please Brianna, or I'm gonna cry all day. " she said as she began to pull off her skirt. She took off her panties while Brianna stared on at her.

She tried working with her self-control; rebuffing her or taking her down. Marie stood infront of her pouting. "Please Brianna, just this once, help me. We will be done before he shows up."

Brianna was silent. She's at loggerheads with her brother because of Marie. Though she's her friend and she's so fond of Marie, helping her at this moment might be so dangerous.

"Please Anna." Marie cut into her thoughts. No reply from Brianna. She was as confused as a fuck. "I'm gonna do it myself then." she said and turned to leave, Brianna held her back.

"Just this once and very fast." She said while Marie nodded moving over to her couch and spreading her legs for Brianna.

Her hand moved to Marie's center and her fingers dug deeply into the crease. She played with her clit...the door suddenly bursted open and they both jerked up to their feet.

"Oh no..." was all Brianna could mutter as she saw her brother staring right into her face.

Oh gosh! Again!!! He caught them again!! He began to laugh as he stared from one face to another. "Wow! I can't believe that I interrupted the two love birds again." He said and Brianna was speechless. She couldn't say a goddamn word, what is she gonna say? Nothing! Absolutely nothing!! He turned, he didn't give Marie a chance to curl up beside him and cry before he made his way out of her house. He was so wrong to have come here in the first place.

"Jack wait!!" Marie screamed as she finally caught up with him as he was about to enter his limousine. He halted but never turned to look at her.

She panted for breathe, coming towards him and biting her lips. "Can you please stop acting up and hear me out for once?"

He didn't speak but she noticed his fist clenching, his grey eyes getting deeper each time their eyes met. He was very angry and that shattered her the more.

"Jack, please look at me. Hear me out!"

That's when he turned to look at her. "I should hear you out? Okay, speak, I can hear you. I think this is the best birthday gift I can offer you today."

She carried her huge gown which disrupted her movement, she strode towards him, she was bare footed, Jack noticed, but he won't care at all. He will just hear her out and disappear before he breaks down and cry infront of her.

"Jack, she was...Brianna isn't doing something you're thinking that she's doing."

"How's that my business? I'm sorry I bumped in without knocking. At least, if I had knocked, you would've had enough time to tidy up whatever you're doing."

She pouted, choking up tears but Jack won't care. The kind of wound in his heart is way too much to be talked about. He turned his back on her and that's when he noticed someone who looked like Charlotte walk briskly past him with a man by her side.

His breathe quickened, at that moment, it was as if Marie stopped existing infront of him, he turned and followed the lady in red, to know if she's Charlotte or not. He finally caught up with them and from her steps, he could tell that she was Charlotte. Before he could tap her on her shoulder, she turned and met his gaze with hers.

Jack's eyes first of all went to the man who was with her, maybe her boyfriend, he suspected, but he didn't let that bother him as he smiled at her.

"Hey! What you doing here?"