Chapter IV.
Clay - Continued
While I was walking in the garden to head to the studio, I kept thinking about all those things I had said to Clay while he was simply telling me about the crazy night he just lived. I felt ashamed, and like I failed my little brother. I didn’t even care about the threesome, and I have to admit I don’t even know why I reacted that way. So instead of heading back to my studio, I headed to Clay’s.
I knocked but he didn’t answer, so I just went in, I knew he wouldn’t mind anyway. The shower was running, so I simply waited for him, sitting on his sofa.
A few minutes passed, the water stopped running and a few seconds after, he went out the bathroom wearing only a towel around his waist.
He looked at me, surprised I was here. « I said I needed to be alone » he said while running his hand through his wet hair. I sat up, walked a few steps towards him and said hesitantly: « I know.. I just.. Sorry I was such a tool before. I guess I just didn’t expect that. ». He stood silent for a few seconds and simply said « All good, brother » before hugging me. I walked back and sat back down on the sofa. Meanwhile, Clay headed towards his coffee machine and started preparing an espresso.
« I know you’re curious. » he said without looking at me, still fixing himself his drink. He was right. I was. I had heard a lot of Charles’ stories with his hookups with guys but never really paid attention, probably because I never really contemplated intimacy with another guy. I basically heard, but never listened. Knowing that Clay only was with girls until then, it was different.
I did not answer. « What do you wanna know? » he continued.
« - Were you attracted to that guy?
- Nah. I was really into her though. And she said it would mostly be me and her, so I thought why not and I’ll just deal with Will in due time.
- Oh… Alright. Well, what happened after she made that proposal in the club?
- We left Concrete and walked for 20 minutes to her apartment. We basically small-talked our way there, talked about the music, the artists we liked, what shows we attended lately etc. Vanessa and Will kissed a few times, he had his arm around her shoulders. We eventually reached her apartment, walked up the stairs. She showed me around, her living room and the kitchen, the three of us had a glass of water and she directed me to her bedroom.
- What did the guy do?
- Who, Will? He went in there with us and shut the blinds. He also lit a garland, said it was more romantic like that. »
The nonchalance of Clay while telling the story was stunning. He had his way with words but also tones, a true story teller. He already had told me intimate stories in the past, so I knew he wouldn’t use raw expressions like the other guys could’ve. The benevolent way he recited the beginning of the evening made me want to know more about how the night went:
« - Did you like, know what was gonna happen right away?
- Oh not at all, but Vanessa was mostly leading up until then, so I just followed her lead.
- I see, so how did it start?
- Well, pretty quickly. She shut her bedroom door, Will was a couple feet away when she unbuttoned my pants and slowly slid one of her hands down there, while asking if I was ok with that.
- Wait, he was away?
- Yeah, I actually turnt my head to see where he was standing. That’s when she told me ‘Don’t worry about him, he’s just gonna watch’
- Holy…
- Yeah. »
At that moment I understood it was something slightly different that what I had in mind. Maybe he didn’t really even have a threesome, but just participated into some kink I didn’t understand. « So he just stood there? For how long? » I asked. Clay went on:
« Not exactly. Vanessa pulled my pants down and asked me to join her on the bed while she was also undressing. I turnt my head back again and saw Will also undressing, although he kept his trunks on; then he slumped on a chair full of clothes that was in the corner of the bedroom.
- So, what? Was it some kind of voyeur kink they were into?
- Yeah that’s what I thought in the moment.
- So he just watch you guys doing it?
- Well, I was standing fully undressed, when she pushed me on the bed. I laid there on my back and she just joined me on the bed, placing her legs on both sides of my body and started riding me.
- Oh wow, that’s pretty straightforward.
- Does it surprise you considering what I already told you about her?
- Yeah, no, not really… So what happened to the guy.
- He was watching, wasn’t moving or doing anything, not in a creepy way though. I mean, he was definitely looking, but not in a serial killer way. It was actually quite arousing, knowing that her boyfriend was there but she was choosing instead. »
Again, I wasn’t really getting the kink itself, but I understood what he meant. It was the same kind of thing that had turned me on, that afternoon Logan and I jerked off together. Feeling the other person being vulnerable, and it giving you a sense of power. Clay had a small, yet noticeable smile all the time. I could definitely sense he enjoyed that experience. I couldn’t really picture myself doing the same, though.
Clay’s coffee finally ready, he grabbed the cup from the coffee machine, and just leaned on the countertop still wearing his towel. He continued the story, sipping coffee from time to time:
« After a few minutes, she got off of me and turned to get Will. She took him by the hand to lift him from the chair, turnt him towards the bed and threw him on it, on his back.
- So you were laying next to him then?
- Yeah. I admit I wasn’t really comfortable at that exact moment.
- Fuck, yeah I can imagine that… So what did you do?
- Not much, waited. She joined us on the bed a few seconds after that, between the two of us, kissing him, then me, than him again. I think at some point she was touching me while kissing him, that felt a little weird. »
I sensed his discomfort in his voice and body language, he wasn’t looking directly at me when telling that part of the story. For some reason, on my side, that part was particularly arousing, the thought of a girls hand on my rod while she was kissing someone else made made my heart pound as I imagined myself in that situation. Still, I was brought back to ground by the uneasy look of Clay, so I just tried to reassure him:
« - You don’t have to tell me more if you’re uncomfortable man, it’s totally fine.
- Nah I’m good, don’t worry. After a few of these kisses, she caressed Will chest with her hands and headed south above his trunk. That’s when it got a little weird.
- Weird? How so.
- She turnt her head to look at me and told me to give her my hand. She directed it on the other side of the bed and told me I should ‘feel what I do to Will’ »
Ok, so definitely not just a voyeur kink. I was a little embarrassed then. Clay could tell, and I sensed he wasn’t sure he should keep going. I myself didn’t know what to say, so I just dropped a random « Wow » in the room and paused a few seconds before asking him:
« So… Did you?
- I pulled my hand away. But then she whispered that it’s alright. And then will lifted his chest to rest on his elbows and looked at me to confirm it was ok. So yeah, I did. I just put my hand down there, over his trunks.
- And?
- Well, I guess I never actually realised how hard a thing can be. »
We both laughed when he said that.
« Well, you’re definitely more experienced than me now » I said as a joke.
« - Oh come on, don’t tell me that with all of the craziness in the group, you’ve never ended up being with one of the guys.
- What?! Dude absolutely not, it’s not because we end up naked a lot that we do stuff together, we’re all straight, and more we’re just friends. Plus, I would’ve told you about it.
- Whatever you say brother. »
It was the second time today he made such a comment about the possibility that I had already experienced guy on guy stuff. It made me wonder if Logan might have told him about what we did a few weeks before, as it was probably the « gayest » thing I had ever done. But I ignored the comment:
- Anyway, so what happened next?
- Right. Well, Vanessa seemed particularly excited by what just happened, but somehow lost a little interest in me at that moment. She focused on Will, rode him until he finished. I think she did too.
- And you were just laying there?
- Yeah basically. She kissed us both after that and headed to the shower.
- Meaning you were alone. In a bed. With a guy. Who just came. »
He agreed, laughing at the situation. He took the last sip of his coffee and continued his story.
« Yeah, a few seconds passed and Vanessa was already in the shower, when he started talking again, asking me if I enjoyed what just happened. I said I did, even if it wasn’t the best thing ever. That’s when he leaned towards me and kissed me.
- Wait, you guys kissed ?
- Yeah but quickly you know, like when you kiss the guys on a dare. »
We did. We did kiss for fun while we were drunk, most of the times because of stupid dares or drinking games. I guess he was right, so I just agreed and asked what happened next.
« Well, he talked some more about music, and how he loved going to Concrete etc. Random stuff. And then he said something like ‘oh wait, you’re the only one who didn’t get to finish, I can take care of that if you’d like’, and I felt his hand slowly sliding down on my chest, but I stopped him and told him I was good. »
So very definitely not just a voyeur thing. So many thoughts collided in my head at that moment.
On my side, I didn’t know what to think. As I said he had his way with telling a story, and even if didn’t want to trade places with him, the way he told the story and that experience in general was kind of appealing to me.
On his side, I could tell he was really proud that he stopped Will from reaching his dick, as if it was a sign of him being in control. On the other hand, and while I’ll never be sure of that, I could swear I saw a bump under the towel he was wearing while telling that last part of the story… I didn’t have the time to react and before he kept going:
« After that I just grabbed my trunks and put them on again, so did Will. Vanessa got out of the shower in her underwear, joined us in the bed and all fell asleep there until morning. I got up first, grabbed my stuff silently and left and came back here. »
- That’s a hell of a story dude.
- I know… Do you still want to put a label on that?
- Well even if I wanted to I wouldn’t even know where to begin. Thanks for telling me though.
- Yeah, don’t tell the others though, I’ll probably tell them myself.
- Of course, you know everything you tell me stays between us.
- Most of the time yeah, but please.. Don’t tell Charles, alright?
- Huh? Why Charles?
- I don’t want him to make a big deal out of the fact that I touched another guy.
- Come on, you know he wouldn’t.
- Just, don’t. Alright man?
- Alright…
- Anyway, I’m gonna get dressed.
- Sure, I’ll leave you to it. »
I sat up, began walking out but decided to stop and turn around. Clay was almost back in the bathroom again so I called him back. I looked him in the eyes and said « you know you can always tell me everything, right? ». He nodded in agreement, got out of the bathroom and hugged me again. I shook my hand in his hair as a protective gesture of the older brother, and left, with a lot of questions in my head, unsure about many things, but pretty convinced that one of my upcoming evening weekends would be spent there... at Concrete.
