The Becoming of Jake

Kevin and I have been getting closer over the past two weeks since having sex with Amir. We haven’t had sex again, but he surprised me with a shower together and a morning face fuck session before he left for work. What I thought would drive him away seemed to excite him and make him want me more. I remember what initially drew me to Kevin. He’s passionate about things. He’s funny without meaning to be. He listens to people without passing judgment. More obvious to me than ever, he truly loves me even if his way of showing me isn’t always physical.  

Amir and Jamila have been over for dinner with their son and daughter. Jamila is very nice and a great mother. She works as a legal consultant for a firm in DC and is from Chicago. Amir is an involved father and clearly adores the kids. He’s a policy advisor for the government and is from a small town outside of Buffalo, NY. Hearing about their travels and careers made my nursing career and Kevin’s pharmaceutical career seem boring. Amir had come over to hang out with us alone, but nothing sexual had happened since the day we met. He was fun to be around. His confidence and willingness to laugh at himself made it easy to be around him.  

Tonight was the first shift Sarah, Mark, and I have been able to take a break together in several weeks. I have missed them. Sarah took off to Germany for two weeks, and she had a ton of stories to tell and pictures to show us.  

“It’s really the best trip I’ve ever taken!” she finished. “What about you, Mark?”  

“Nothing has really happened since we last got together,” he stated, sounding defeated. “Brianna and I are officially over, but that’s been inevitable for months. She finally called it quits when a man wanted to take her to Europe with him. I can’t compete with money.”  

“I’m sorry, man,” I said. “I know it sucks. I’m not going to say some cliche bullshit like ‘There’s a better woman out there waiting for you’ but I’m here if you need anything.”  

“Yeah, me too!” Sarah chimed in.   

“Thanks,” Mark replied. “Maybe we can get together outside of work sometime.”  

“Yeah, there’s some comedy shows at the Lincoln Theatre every week,” I offered. “Laughs, food, and drinks.”  

“Sounds good! What about you, Jake?” Mark asked. “What’s been going on with you?”  

I wondered if I should follow Mark’s tale of heartache with tales of sex and love.  

“Well, that house on the corner of my street is finally finished, and a family moved in a couple of weeks ago,” I started. “They seem nice. The couple has been over for dinner, and the husband has hung out with us a few times.”  

Mark and Sarah looked at each other and then at me with eyebrows raised. “And...” asked Mark.   

“And... his name is Amir and he’s really nice,” I added.   

“And...” Sarah asked, digging for more information. They know me all too well.  

“And... we had sex the night he moved in,” I finished. I looked around, but we sat in the corner of the cafeteria and hardly anyone was there.  

My phone buzzed.   

Unknown number: Hey. It’s Diego.   

I couldn’t place the name right now, so I ignored it.   

“Fucking hell, Jake,” Sarah exclaimed, a little more excited than she should be. “You’re really racking up the men, aren’t you? That guy at the rest stop and now Amir!”  

 “Yeah, if we know about all of them,” Mark added. I forgot that he suspects something about my fuck session with the strangers after the last time we ate together. We exchanged knowing glances with each other.  

Oh fuck. That Diego. He must have seen me,  

 Me: How did you get my number?  

Diego: I texted myself from your phone when Marcus was fucking you.  

Me: What do you want?   

“Does Kevin know about Amir?” Sarah asked.  

“Yes,” I replied. “He walked in as Amir was fucking me on the couch.”  

“Damn!” exclaimed Mark. “What did he do?”  

Diego: Meet me in the back hallway by the lobby. It’s closed at night.  

Me: I have to work.  

Looking up from my phone, I said, “He was shocked at first. He just stood there. Then he joined us. They both fucked me. I was surprised because I never would have expected it from Kevin.”  

“No fucking way!” Mark exclaimed. “I can’t believe it!”  

“Yeah, he took control of me,” I recounted. “In a way, he was like a different person. He was possessive and wanted Amir to know I was his. He wanted me to know I’m his.”  

“That’s hot,” Sarah chimed in.  

“It was. I wasn’t in control at all. Amir and Kevin did what they wanted to me. I was almost powerless. It was the hottest sex I’ve ever had.”   

Diego: I saw you go to the cafeteria. I think you’ll find a way to get there.  

Me: 15 minutes.   

“Are you sure Kevin is OK with all of this?” Mark questioned.  

“Yeah,” I answered. “He set the rules. We can do sexual things outside of the relationship as long as we use condoms with people we don’t know well. And we have to share Amir.”  

“Wow!” Mark replied. “That’s basically a free pass.”   

“Not really,” I responded, starting to get annoyed with Mark. “We’re not going to fuck just anyone.”  

“Yeah, but you have the freedom to if you want,” Mark offered.  

“I guess,” I said. I exchanged side-eye glances with Sarah. She understood that I was done with the conversation.  

“Well, I guess we better get back to work,” Sarah said, politely saving me from more of Mark’s comments. I loved Mark in a way. He was an amazing person and my best friend, but he can be an asshole when he’s stressed or upset.  

The three of us got up and tossed our trash in the bins on our way out of the cafeteria. When Sarah and Mark got on the elevator, I turned away and paused.  

“I have a few extra minutes. I’m going to grab a coffee from the lobby lounge. They have Nespresso machines there. I’ll see you all later,” I said. Sarah was cheerful and waved bye, and Mark waved with raised eyebrows.   

When the doors closed, I turned and walked toward the lobby. What the hell does Diego want? I turned left down the small hallway lined with small conference rooms, offices, and a pair of restrooms. All the lights were off at night in this area of the hospital, because this is the outpatient section. Only the dim lights barely lit the hallway. A conference room lamp was on, and the door was barely cracked. This must be where Diego was. The blinds were closed, so I opened the door slightly to peek in. There was Diego. I hadn’t noticed how attractive he was. He was young, probably in his early twenties. He cut his hair and shaved his facial hair, making him look even younger. He was wearing scrubs tonight, which was a change from the uniform he was wearing the last time I saw him.   

“Do you recognize me?” Diego laughed.  

“Barely,” I admitted. “You clean up well.”  

“I actually quit,” he said, smiling. “I’m doing a nursing rotation in the surgery department. I graduate from the nursing program in a few months.”  

“I had no idea,” I said. “Congratulations!”  

“Thanks!” He sounded sincerely excited and proud.  

“So, did you want to talk about something?” I asked. “I don’t have much time.”  

“I wanted to say sorry,” he began. “I shouldn’t have let Marcus be so rough.”  

“It’s ok. I kind of liked it.”  

“Well, that’s good!” He smiled and some of his stress visibly lightened. “Marcus is a tool. He bullies guys into giving him what he wants. I actually think you’re cute. I didn’t really intend for Marcus to join us, but he insisted when he heard I was going to meet up with you.”  

“Oh, ok,” I said. “I didn’t know.”  

“Yeah,” he said. “I saw you and your friends earlier. I wanted to talk to you. I wanted it to be just us tonight.” He walked up to me and cupped my face with his hands. He paused, inspecting my expression. I nodded, giving my permission. With permission granted, he wrapped his arm around my body and kissed me. I held his waist before moving my hands up and down his muscular chest and stomach, soaking up his affection.   

“Do you want me tonight?” he asked between kisses. “Please say yes.”  

“Yes,” I whispered. “Yes, I do.” 

He broke our kiss and knelt to his knees, lowering my scrub pants at the same time. He took my entire 6 inches in his mouth at once, going up and down on my dick, pausing at the tip to swirl his tongue around the head before swallowing it again. Watching him work intently, every lick and swirl of his tongue caused me to make a different sound. It didn’t take long for this to bring me to near-climax. He must have felt my dick twitch and harden more because he pulled off me. He spun me around and bent me over the conference room table. He tongued my hole immediately. I had never been into rimming much, but Diego’s tongue worked magic! He was moaning, causing the entrance to my ass to vibrate. I joined in moaning, keeping in mind that we still needed to be quiet. Diego slipped a finger into my ass, working it in and out while he continued to lick my entrance. Then he added another finger and bent them slightly like a hook, working them in and out, rubbing my prostate, picking up speed. I was in heaven!   

He pulled his fingers out and stood up. I turned to face him and noticed he already had his pants down, his hard 8-inch cock leaking precum from the tip. I didn’t need instructions. I dropped to my knees and licked the precum off the tip. I tried to follow the lead, shoving it down my throat to show him how much I wanted his cock. I gagged half-down down his thick member, causing my eyes to water.  

“Careful,” he said softly. “You have time.”  

I wrapped my lips around the head, sucking the precum out like his cock was a straw. I began to work my head up and down his shaft, coating it with my spit and working my way further down toward the base. I was almost there when he grabbed both sides of my head and shoved his thick cock the rest of the way down my throat. He held me there, forcing my throat to relax. Still holding my head in place, he began to move his hips forward and backward, feeding me his cock the way he wanted me to take it. He suddenly shoved my head down to the base, my face buried in his crotch. I inhaled the best I could, smelling his manly scent. He finally let me go and I pulled off his cock.  

He lifted me to standing and bent me over the table again.   

“Is this ok?” he asked. “I don’t want to hurt you.”  

“Yes,” I whispered. “I want it.”  

“You want what?” he asked.  

“I want your cock.”  

“You want my cock to do what?” he demanded.  

“I want your big cock to split me open,” I said, louder than I should. “Fuck me!”  

“That wasn’t so hard,” he smirked. “All you had to do was ask for it.” I could feel his cock head rub up and down my open crack, teasing my hole. “Your pussy is all wet and ready for me.”  

“Then fuck my pussy,” I begged. “Put your cock inside me.”  

I felt the pressure of his cock against my hole and his thick head began to stretch me open. The head was all the way in, and I felt my ass tighten around his shaft. He paused for a moment and then proceeded to push deeper. Diego pushed forward until all 8 inches were inside me and his hips were pressing into me. He started slowly rocking his hips, leaving most of his cock inside me. I slid my hips forward on his cock. When it was mostly out, I pushed my ass back down on it. I went forward again before pushing my hips back until I felt his hips against me. He knew I was ready for him to fuck me. He grabbed my hips to hold me still and started thrusting in and out at a moderate pace, creating a rhythm as his cock hit my prostate with every thrust.  

“We have company,” Diego said, not breaking the rhythm. “Your friend is here.”  

“Huh?” I looked up and saw Mark standing against the conference room wall. “Mark! What are you doing here?!”  

“Shhhh...” Diego said. “It looks like he’s enjoying it. Aren’t you, Mark?”  

Mark didn’t say anything, but he stayed in the room, standing against the wall, watching Diego’s thick cock fuck me. Diego continued to thrust his cock into my wet ass. His balls heavily slap my taint every time our hips met, adding an extra level of pleasure to each thrust.  

“Enjoying yourself, Mark?” Diego teased. I wanted to tell him to stop. Actually, I wanted to tell Mark to leave, because I never wanted this pleasure to end. I seemed to have lost my voice. “Jake is enjoying this, too.”  

I looked at Mark and our eye contact lingered. Diego picks up speed, faster and harder with each thrust. I was pinned against the table, unable to move if I wanted to. But I didn’t want to move. I wanted Diego to keep fucking me harder and harder. Diego spat on his hand and reached around to grab my dick. He synchronized his jerking motion and his thrusts into my hole.  

“Jake has a good pussy. You should try it sometime, Mark,” Diego teased.  

Mark and I made eye contact again. Five seconds later, I started to spasm and shot cum across the table. Feeling my tensed body and orgasm, Diego thrusted deep into my gut and filled me with his hot cum. He collapsed against my back, breathless from his exertion. After about a few breaths, Diego stood up and pulled my softening cock out of me. He grabbed a paper towel from the conference table and wiped his cock clean. Then he walked over to me and knelt behind me.  

“My seed is spilling out,” Diego said as he fingered my ass. “Is Mark going to have a go at this wet pussy?”  

I looked at the stunned expression on Mark’s face.   

“No,” I said, ending the awkward silence. “I need to get back to work.”  

Diego cleaned his cum out of my used ass with some paper towels. When he was finished, he pulled on his scrubs and moved to the door. Looking back, he whispered, “I’ll text sometime. Now you have my number, too.” Then he was gone.  

Mark finally stood up and walked over to me where I stood, nude from the waist down. I could barely make eye contact with Mark, and neither of us knew what to say. I reached out and hugged me tight. No judgement. No remarks on my sluttiness or reckless behavior. Just compassion. He handed me my scrub pants, which I put on quickly, and we left the room.  

“Well, now I know where you go,” he finally said. “How many times?”  

“With Diego? Twice,” I replied.  

“OK, just be careful. This is your job, so you better not fuck it up.”  

“I know. It’s your turn to tell me how much I’m screwing things up lately.”  

“Nah,” Mark replied. “You’re just living your life. If it works for you and Kevin, who cares what other people think.”  

“Why did you stay back there?” I asked. “You just watched us.”  

“Honesty, I’m not sure why I watched you all,” Mark replied. After a few moments, he added, “I guess I was shocked but curious.”  

“It wasn’t weird?”  

“Oh, it was definitely weird,” he laughed.   

We finally got to the unit where I worked.  

“Ok,” I said after a pause. “Well, I guess I’ll see you later.”  

“Yeah,” he said. “So about the turn Diego was talking about. Do I get a coupon or a ticket for admission?” He smiled.  

“Fuck off,” I laughed and walked away.  

The rest of the shift went smoothly, and I left on time. One perk of being a nursing supervisor was being able to hand everything over to the next person. When I walked up to my house, I saw Amir on my front porch.  

“What’s up?” I asked. “Why are you here this early?”  

“I got my results,” he said, holding up his phone to show me. “I’m clean.”  

“That’s good news!” I said, thinking about what just happened.

“So, when can we hang out again?” Amir smirked. “I could really use some time with the guys.”