Just to show you what I meant by "redundant" For those interested, here are the events from Nate's POV.
Yeah, it may be written, "slightly better." There was about a half-year difference between writing HoMHS and Nate's story, and when you write at least 2-4k words daily, that may happen, but the story would be redundant if I wrote full 30+ chapters from both POV's
This story is part of Project Cheaters (2020)
Trigger warning for future chapters: BDSM, cheating, seducing the brother-in-law, turning gay, trauma, PTSD, mentioning of homophobia.All characters are 18+.
I can’t believe I just screamed at him that word. I mean… I knew I needed him out, and I panicked, but when I saw that rage in his eyes, and I even repeated that, I felt like back in those days when I just let the fear overrun me and act like a complete dick… FUCK! Not only did he see everything, but now I even hit the worst spot.
Ashley’s voice sounded in my ear, but all I heard now was his grunting and jabs into the punching bag. WHAT THE FUCK AM I DOING LATELY?!
I tried to breathe and calm down.
Ashley's voice from the phone sounded concerned. “Nate, what is happening there? Are you okay?”
“Nate?”
“Dear, you are scaring me. Answer!”
I took a deep breath. “It’s okay, Ashley, sorry.”
“What happened?”
What am I supposed to tell her now?! FUCK! I looked desperate at that box. FUCK!
“Ashley, sorry, no, it’s something personal. Rick barged in when I … Fuck…”
“What?”
“Nothing, Ashley is extremely embarrassing.”
“Just tell me, Nate.”
“I masturbated.”
She was silent for a moment. “And he walked in just like that?”
“No, I forgot my phone in the kitchen, and he brought it to me when he saw you calling me.”
“You masturbate?”
“Sometimes. Ashley… I really don’t feel very comfortable talking about it. I need to apologize to him. I was just shocked and embarrassed.”
“Why didn’t he just leave?”
“I think we were both shocked. Please, Ashley, can we now stop talking about it?”
“Did he check you out?”
“Ashley, no! We were both stunned, and then he looked very angry when I called him a pervert.”
“I see, but didn’t you speak to me be…”
“Ashley. Enough, seriously… Please. Can we not?”
“Sure… well… Okay…”
“Sorry, I will go now…”
“Yeah… right… sure.”
Poor woman. She was probably shocked. But I just didn’t have the capacity to deal with that. What am I supposed to do now? Will he tell her? How would she react? What now?!
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I got dressed and thought about going to talk with him, but when I heard him hitting that bag, I felt like I shouldn’t just yet… I decided to let him cool down a bit and talk to him in the morning…
I couldn’t sleep much that night… There was no way for me to finish what I had started, so I just spent hours thinking about what to even say to him.
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Sun, March 22nd, 2020*:*
I woke up and heard the door slam. He stomped down the stairs, and soon, I heard the front door shut. He went to run. He was running every time something was nagging him. Figures he would do that now. I breathed, trying to calm down, and went into the shower. I showered yesterday night before that whole incident, but I just felt that I needed to calm down somehow, and a shower seemed like a good idea for how to spend time and think.
Rick was out there for a while. My hair was already dry by the time I heard him come up and use the bathroom. Like a weirdo, I stood beside the door from Ashley's room leading to the joined washroom and listened to the shower run. He slammed the door to his room and stayed there. He didn’t even go out to the house. I took a deep breath and paced around the room, practicing my speech quietly, too anxious actually to go there and give it. FUCK!
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I gathered all of my willpower, moved to his door, and knocked. Nothing. I knocked again. When he still didn’t answer, I took a deep breath and decided to enter.
“Rick, I came to apologize. I am coming in. Please don’t punch me.”
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I am so freacking dumb! So utterly idiotic! I knew he was most probably training! What have I thought?! The smell of this room was heavy. Intoxicating, and it was ridding me of every coherent thought. Fuck me… this was a bad, BAD idea!
Rick glared at me as if he would throw me out of those doors if he didn’t just hold a barbell in each hand. He stood there like that for a moment and then scoffed and continued lifting with scorn.
“Look, man, Rick, I am sorry, I was stressed. I…” I can’t concentrate when you are working out, damn it! What the fuck is wrong with me?! I stared at him like a shy virgin, too scared to ask him to a prom. I couldn’t get a single thought of me. This guilt, mixed with my growing arousal, was the weirdest, worst thing that ever happened to me during any social interaction.
“Give me back my briefs.”
Fuck!
I clenched my fist and loosened my grip while I paced nervously. “Rick… I know you have every right to be angry; I shouldn’t say that, but you barged in there at the worst time possible, and I just wanted you to leave.”
Rick let the weights fall down to his hips and glared at me. “Does your wife know you like sticking that thing up your ass?”
Oh, fuck me! Is he going to tell her?
“I don’t…”
“Fuck you, closet case! It’s not my first rodeo, and you're either fucking gifted at taking dick, or you’ve been doing this for a long time by the size of that thing.”
“Look Rick… damn it… No, she doesn’t, but this… I don’t do this, I think… I think I was just pent up, and I just did it.”
“Why my boxers?”
So he saw it… I am done for… How am I supposed to explain this?! I crossed my arms and tried to look somewhere else than his bulging chest. Get a fucking shirt. Please!!
I looked into his eyes. He stared at me with scorn, scanning my face as if he was trying to find out something. I felt extremely uneasy. Rick turned sideways, laid the bells on the floor, and stepped toward me. I reflexively stepped back; the tension was unbearable. I took another step and was stopped by the wall behind me.
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He locked me in the place with his glare. I couldn’t explain it. I just couldn’t move now. “Kiss me.”
I blinked, and my whole body started to feel like I just entered a sauna. I couldn’t breathe for a moment, seeing in his eyes that he didn’t ask – he commanded me to, and I craved him at that moment so much that I hated myself for it.
“Excuse me?”
“Look, asshole, there is a door right there, and you can leave whenever you want,” he tilted his head slightly, and I just stared at him like it was the hottest thing I ever saw.
“I am not going to hold you or force myself on you. If you want to go, go! But if you want me to pound that hungry pussy of yours so hard you’re gonna think of me every time you’d sit, you have to make that decision yourself. I am not making it for you, closet-case.”
Rick put his hands on his waist and scrutinized me with his eyes. His chest was rising and falling heavily, and I just stood there speechless, trying to find strands of my thoughts that didn’t involve me actually kissing him.
He waited long enough for me to at least try to believe I could manage that.
“Look, I am sorry. I will go.”
But neither of us moved. The smell was getting too much. Did he just get aroused? I looked at his crotch. It didn't seem to move… Then I realized what I was just doing. I immediately squinted at the door as if it should save me. We were there for so long that I thought I would go crazy from that fragrance. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath.
“What if you are misreading this whole situation, and I don’t want to have anything sexual with you? As you surely know, you are my wife's brother.”
“Then I apologize, your butthole stretched over that big dildo, with my cum stained underwear in your mouth… You checking me out every chance you get when you think I don't notice, or the fact that you watched me for I don’t know how long with Jerry while you tented quite a big boner must have given me the wrong fucking impression.” Rick’s voice was now so harsh and throaty that I had to take a deep breath and just try to survive this all.
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“Look, Nathaniel…”
I looked at him. The way he said my name was… I don’t know… Only my parents called me Nathaniel. I hated it so much back then that I never let anyone call me that. Yet, hearing it from his lips felt so … right… it soothed me instantly as if my name found a home…
“You maybe find this over the line, maybe the exact opposite, and you secretly wish you would be threatened and coerced so you get what you want but still keep the victim's self-image.”
I raised my brows slightly. No, I never thought about it like this.
“I don’t know. Maybe you even worry that I will tell Ash so that I can ruin her some more…”
This time I looked at him sternly. Yes. This is something I worry about greatly!
“So let me say very clearly a few important things.” Rick moved closer, and I moved my head back to the wall. His eyes grew gentler for a moment, yet he looked serious.
“I will never out anyone like this. Never! Not because it’s you. Cos I wouldn’t do that to anyone. So even if I have my issues with Ash, this is the moral thing I do not cross. Understood?”
I nodded.
“Good. Secondly, I wouldn't coerce anyone into anything. I despise such a way of treating another person. I told you once that if I ever fuck you, you will have to beg me for it. It would be your decision and your responsibility. So, go to someone else if you are looking for a brute who’ll force you into letting him fuck your hole into a bloody mess."
No… this is the last thing I would want… I shook my head and looked down, embarrassed.
Rick continued his speech. "If you want to leave this fucked up situation, go, and we will never speak of it again. But if my assumptions are correct and you want my dick to fuck you silly, you will make a move first.”
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I waited for him to finish, and when he stared at me for a while without saying anything more, I forced myself to get a grip.
I looked at him. “Can I sit, please?”
Rick nodded and moved away. I walked and sat on my bed. I covered my eyes with my palms and ran them back through my hair.
“This is fucked up.”
He just stood there. Silent. Watching me intently.
“I found your briefs without intention; I was just putting laundry in. I don’t know what possessed me. It’s like I couldn’t stop myself. The smell… I thought I was getting crazy. I …”
I didn’t know what to say. So my mouth just started to speak the truth. Maybe it would be best this way… maybe we can find some solution that won’t hurt anyone. Part of me wanted to believe that, but I knew that a prevalent part of me needed him to know. I needed him to know how crazy he makes me! I yearned for that selfish satisfaction of him knowing how I felt.
“We bought that vibrator with Ashley a couple of years ago to spice things up, we used it like twice, and it has been sitting in a box since. When I took those, I couldn’t help but … I never did anything like that. It was like I was a different person. Weak, horny. I masturbated right there and then.”
That smell grew stronger, and this time I let it flow through me. I loved what his smell did to me, and if this was my last honest moment, I wanted to feel it. I stared at him. I needed to see that he understood.
“Afterward, I felt like blacking out, dazed, and ashamed, but the next day, I came for them and spent my working hours jacking… Damn… I… I… Fuck… I remembered Jerry and the way you were doing it. I wanted to be used like that. I went for the vibrator, and I tried it. But the pain was too much even when I was really aroused. Still, I kept coming back, trying. Finally, after about a day, I took it in, and the pain was almost unbearable, but I was worried that if I took it out, I wouldn’t be able to get it back in, and I wanted to feel how he felt when he came back then. So I started the vibration, and then I somehow reached my prostate and the feeling! Damn, I never felt something like that! I had to bite down those briefs so I won’t scream and you wouldn’t hear me in the next room.”
Rick stared back at me. He breathed heavily, his eyes were turning darker, and the cedar smell gained such a warm musky fragrance that I was getting drunk on it. I didn’t feel afraid anymore. I was horny as never in my life. The way he peered at me was getting maddening.
“And since then, I have kept doing that. Honestly, I am glad I can concentrate on prime tasks at work because most of my last workdays, I sit on that thing on a slow pulse, and when I cum I clean myself and go workout with you. The only solace I had was in that that you wouldn’t know. No one would know! And when you opened the door, it felt like my whole world was going to burn under me.” Realizing the truth of my own words made me tear up.
I officially lost my mind. I am now risking my marriage over something I cannot control, and the only thing I want is for him to take me… What kind of person am I? What kind of husband? Friend? Ashley would be ruined seeing this. I bowed my head down and watched tears hit my wrist.
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I heard two steps. His warm hand touched my chin and raised my head. His whole body came at me, and he watched me. Scanning my eyes with a look I never saw. Caring, horny… dominant. Rick took my head in his hands and tilted my head back. If this was his way to give me the last chance to stop him, I didn’t want it. I pleaded with my eyes for him to kiss me, and he granted me my wish. His lips brushed mine and dove on me softly, growing in intensity by the second. He was kissing me possessively, and I moaned into his mouth when I felt him push me onto the bed, him laying on me, pressing me into the mattress.
I welcomed his tongue and kissed him with a passion I never felt. Was this what I’d been missing all those years? It felt so new, yet so necessary as if I was waiting my whole life to feel this urge, and I couldn’t get enough once I tasted it. I felt drunk on him. High and needy. His skin under my hands felt like burning, and I needed more! I scratched his back, craving to merge with him at that moment. How could I have lived without this?
Rick reached for the hem of my shirt and raised it. I felt his skin on my chest! I was lost in paradise. I needed more! His fingers opened my pants, and then his hand clasped around my neck. I felt like howling at that moment. I took hold of his forearm and moaned, staring at him. I closed my eyes in a wave of madness and lay there under his hand, feeling him undress me like this.
I felt his burning skin under my kneecaps as he raised my legs and licked my taint. I groaned when his tongue reached my asshole, and my head thrashed from side to side from absolute insanity. I screamed, feeling him rim me, and in a desperate attempt to make it through, I bit my wrist.
Suddenly it stopped. It took me a moment to gather my senses and look at him. He stood there in all his glory, glaring at me with a smile. He ogled me with such an arousing look that I felt myself shaking. Rick stepped back, and I raised my head to look at him better. He stared at me while he opened his shorts and pulled them down. Then he slowly removed his black jock and brought it to my face.
I was getting absolutely delirious at this point! He put it right to my nose.
"Lick it, boy."
I gazed at him and opened my mouth, taking it in with my tongue and sucking the fabric as if it carried an antidote to the poison that just ran into my bloodstream. But then Rick moved closer. At first, I didn’t even realize it until I felt his leg pinning me down as he sat naked across my chest.
“Sniff them.”
I inhaled and let my eyes roll back in delight.
Rick then took them away and pointed his cock to my nose. I gazed at him desperately.
“You love the smell of my cock in them. Maybe you should try the real thing.”
I glanced at him and sniffed it. It was the most captivating smell I ever felt. I groaned.
“Taste it, Nathaniel.”
I obediently parted my lips and let him push his cock into my mouth. I genuinely loved the taste. I never had anything like this in my mouth, and I enjoyed it so much, but I hated that I didn’t know how to do it properly. Rick patiently guided me, never pushing in more than I could take, while he gently caressed my head. After a while, he changed the position, and I managed to take over a half-in.
The meat of his pole pushed on the back of my throat, and for the first time, I gagged. I didn’t want to give up, however. I urged him to give me more, and he smiled.
“Swallow, boy. Relax. It will go there.” He nodded, pushing a bit more in with every thrust, but my throat was betraying me…
“Breath with your nose, boy.”
I loved hearing him call me boy. Damn, I am probably older than him. How can it be so hot? I tried. I was determined.
“That’s it, boy, good. Keep that tongue down for now, boy.” I did, and he sawed it in and out a couple of times more before he pulled out and stared at me with a horny grin.
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“Fuck Nathaniel, you are so fucking hot.” He sat next to me, pulled my shirt over my head, and kissed me hungrily.
Rick grabbed me and pulled me to him, kissing my torso and caressing it with his hands. I closed my eyes and soon felt his hot breath on my ear, and he licked it.
“Is this what you wanted, Nathaniel?”
I moaned.
“Answer me, boy, or I will stop.”
I opened my eyes as if in a dream and looked at him.
“If you want me to stop, say it or leave. I will not force you, but fuck, I am getting ready to fuck your pussy silly if you don’t stop me.”
“I don’t want you to stop,” my voice sounded so coarse. “I need you to fuck me.”
Rick smiled and brushed my hair. I let my hands roam his chest and stomach, and I couldn't help it. I needed to feel his cock again!
Rick grinned smugly. “You need another taste, boy?”
“Oh god, yes, please!”
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Rick sat further onto the bed and raised his arms towards me as if calling me in. I didn’t need any more invitations. I needed to feel him now!
“Breath me in, Nathaniel. I want you to make a mental map of my body with your nose. I want you to get so familiar with it that you will feel me in the room whenever I step in.”
I gazed at him as the most perfect being in the universe. I needed this so much! I instantly dove behind his ear, smelling his hair, moving to his jaw and neck. Breathing him, tasting him. Marking him in my mind forever!
“Taste my neck, boy.”
I obeyed with delight!
“Suck my nipple.” I dove on it, and I loved the growl he just let out! “Yeah, boy, like that, harder!” Rick held my head gently in his hands, and I felt his hips gyrating against my stomach.
“Lick my armpit, Nathaniel.”
I looked at him, and I was already too far to even think about anything anymore. At this point, I would do pretty much anything. I didn’t know this could be arousing for anyone, but I charged all in at the moment. I licked it and felt him purring under me. It felt so damn right… I realized I loved this place! His scent here was so damn ripe!
“Fuck…” Rick tilted his head slightly back and peered at me, his eyes half closed. “Hurry, boy. I need that pussy of yours.”
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I obeyed without any resistance. I licked and sucked, kissed his six-pack, moved down to his groin, and wallowed in that musky, earthy scent, licking the drop that emerged on his dick.
I wanted more. He said his whole body! I needed those thick, muscled legs! I scratched them and rubbed them with my hands sniffing him like an animal, not caring how it may look like. I needed this so much at this point!
“Suck them, boy.”
I loved that horny coarse voice of his! I looked at his toes and just licked them obscenely until he sat up and grabbed me, moving with his frame on mine while eating my mouth and biting my lips.
“You are so fucking good, boy! This was what you wanted?”
I looked at him, crazed with lust. “Yeah, but I need more, Rick, fuck, please just fuck me!”
“I need to taste you first, boy.”
I groaned, feeling his hands on me, his tongue licking its way across my body, and I shook like a leaf with expectations and need.
Rick took my legs and positioned them on his shoulders. I gaped at him and caressed his hair, knowing he would again eat me. And damn, did he! I roared and arched my back in ecstasy when I felt his slicked fingers pushing in; while his tongue still teased my hole.
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“I don’t know how much longer I can take it. Please, for fuck’s sake, just screw me already!”
Rick heard me and raised himself above me. His look was like that of a primal hunter. For a moment, the fear crossed me, and as if he saw it. He stopped himself and groaned, tightening his fist, and looked at me gentler.
“Sit on my cock Nathaniel. If I take the lead now, I worry I will destroy you.”
He pulled me to him and kissed me before he sat back and moved me on top of him. Rick licked my nipples and bit them gently, making me tremble and moan. I didn’t even recognize myself now, but I didn’t care one bit!
Rick reached for a bottle of lubricant into a bedside drawer. With my heart pounding so hard its beat sounded in my ears like a drum, I watched him rub it over his shaft, and then his hands gently guided me to it. I took his cock in my hand and slowly lowered myself on it. Craving him to fill me now!
Rick squeezed his arms around me and tilted his head back, blinking and parting his lips in a groan. “Fuck Nate, you’re so fucking tight.”
I had to move gently up and down until I was able to take him whole, but the moment I felt his pubic hair, I felt like I just climbed a rock! I felt like the whole world was underneath me, like whenever I sat on the ledge, and I felt free and strong. I wallowed in that feeling and, at that moment, didn’t want this ever to end!
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I looked at Rick, dazed, and realized he was watching me with such a beautiful smile. He took my head and kissed me. He held me strongly as he ran his fingers through my hair and just kissed me again. So gently, so breathtakingly gently… I wrapped my arms around his neck and nodded with a grin.
Rick moved his hands to my waist, and we started moving, gradually increasing the tempo to such a scale that I was screaming and gyrating myself at him like a man possessed! I growled, screamed, and cursed. I don’t even remember everything I let out of my mouth. I was in a whole different world for those moments, and the only thing that mattered was that man under me pounding me!
I felt it coming! I already thought I knew what orgasm was. But now… This! I was lost. I screamed, and then I became undone… I lost all sense of the world for a moment, and only that cock in me remained while I felt my own cock spasm and erupt from deep within in such a massive relief that I felt like falling into the void.
I faintly heard his roar, feeling something in me, but everything felt so distant, hazy… blurred. My arms wrapped tightly around his neck, and my forehead fell on his shoulder. I felt him breathing and his arms wrapped around my back.
We were sweaty, exhausted, and as if waking up from deep slumber, I realized I was indeed waking up, and everything felt suddenly too clear to bear.
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>> Chapter 7 – After the Afterglow (Nate's POV)
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