I woke up in the guest room with nothing but my boxers on. The sun lit up the room through the window and I couldn't remember a thing. I sat up with a bad migraine. I rubbed my forehead and laid back down. I grunted glancing over at the light, it must of been 12 in the afternoon. "Fuck", I muttered, I missed school once again. I heard a knock on the door all of a sudden. I covered myself with the blanket "Come in!"
"I bought you breakfast", Jackie's father smiled wearing his reading glasses.
I sat up "Oh…uh… thanks."
He had made me five pancakes, two waffles, three sausage links, and one hash brown with a side of orange juice. I was amazed, I never had a breakfast like that before. He saw the amazement in my face and smiled "I'm glad you're happy."
He placed the breakfast on the bedside tray on my lap. He sat beside me briefly before attempting to leave the room.
"Hey! Could you keep me some company for a bit… ya know until I finish eating?", I asked.
He nodded and closed the door in front of him. I had intrusive thoughts the second he closed the door.
He looked at me "I figured breakfast would help with your hangover. You told me last night that you wanted to get drunk then you passed out when we were about to-
"I'm sorry… I didn't mean to…-", I stuttered.
"It's fine, don't worry about it. Just enjoy your breakfast."
I still remembered the touch of his lips, no homo.
It was just a different feeling altogether, and I already missed that feeling. A feeling I strongly remembered while recovering from a hangover.
I picked up the breakfast bed tray and gently moved it onto the counter.
I became shy around him with a slight stutter" So uh- uh-I- uh- shit sorry-"
He pressed his lips onto mine, and as shocked as I was I still kissed him back.
Our kisses became deeper than before "Are you comfortable with gay sex?", he asked.
We stopped kissing "Uh-, to be honest, I don't know,", I spoke.
"Do you want to try ", he muttered.
"I don't know", I spoke with uncertainty.
"Mm".
He smiled "I'll just start with foreplay and tell me if you want to stop or continue".
He kissed my neck and made eye contact with me "Just relax and let me take control, you're still tense."
"I'm trying", I groaned.
I gently started to close my eyes, after he kissed my neck and chest I felt his hands near my crotch. I felt his hands on my bulge, they were rough but smooth for a guy. He gently pulled down my briefs.
I heard his shirt scraping against his body, it felt weird to be naked in front of another man in a sexual way.
I kept my eyes closed "Well… "
"Go ahead", I felt turned on.
He caressed my hand "You sound nervous are you sure?"
"Yeah…"
"Mm, okay do you want lube?", he asked.
"Whatever you think is best", I spoke.
"Lube it is".
I chuckled for a brief moment. "You're going to feel my fingers going in but it's only going to be a bit of pressure, it won't hurt I promise.
I grunted briefly "Alright now you're going to feel me inside you, it's going to hurt a bit for your first time."
"Okay", I spoke in a whisper.
I grunted as soon as I felt it, my eyes opened widely from the pain. I squeezed the sheets "I know.. it's okay. It's just the tip, brace yourself okay?"
I looked at him "Yeah."
I felt him shove the rest of himself in me. It felt like I had to use the bathroom, I became nauseous. I looked over to right side staring at the window and biting my right hand.
"Look at me okay?", he commanded but asked a question at the same time.
I looked at him as he thrusted slowly, I looked into his teal-colored eyes. I kissed him to distract myself from the pain. A minute later I felt pleasurable sensations, my breathing became heavier and I couldn't help but to grunt. I wrapped my arms around his neck while we kissed and he thrusted.
I closed my eyes finding myself drowning in sensation. I couldn't think anymore, a feeling of bliss and numbness overcrowded my mind. I started to shake throughout having sex with him. He whispered sweet nothings in my ear turning me on beyond belief. We kissed over and over again. He thrusted faster and faster and the shivers wouldn't stop. He finally came. I opened my eyes panting hard.
He took himself out of me. I instantly felt deprived of sensation.
"Again", I spoke.
"Please?", I continued.
"Your food is going to get cold", he gently caressed my face.
He looked at me with a smile "For real though, I think you should eat."
"Please…", I begged.
My voice cracked and I felt embarrassed for a second while I tried not to tear up.
But it was too late.
He wiped my tears with his thumbs "What's the matter?", he spoke softly with concern.
I looked away from him "Just do it again? Okay?", I sounded irritated.
"Talk to me, what's going on?"
I stared at the window blankly "Look at me Chase?"
I looked at him wiping my tears "I've just never felt like that before. You're just the first person to see me at my most weak… my most… my most uh-
"Vulnerable", he finished my sentence.
I nodded staring into his eyes "I want to feel like that one more time… "
"Who said it has to be one more time?", he wiped my tears once again.
He distracted me as he caught me off guard when he put it in again. "Fuck!", I groaned.
"Yeah, that's it be more vocal with me", he panted.
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Jackie's POV
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All I could think about was Chase being alone and depressed while Dad was working from home. I couldn't concentrate, I missed him. I peaked at him sleeping in the guest room before I left for school, but I know Dad said he would take care of him. It made me happy that he cared that much for him. Especially enough to yell at mom over something as simple as letting him stay in the guest room. I never frequently reminisced like this before in class. Especially when I remember my father telling me he was gay. He had always been very open about his sexual preferences, he hinted at it when I was a little kid. But it never upset me ever, the only thing that did was my mother's constant bickering and aggression towards my father. I clenched my keys in my pocket as I was worried if Chase would sleep all day or relapse on ecstasy. I finally found myself walking out of class and racing down the hall to the parking lot. I was anxious at every red light, I never drove so recklessly before. A fifteen minute drive became a ten minute drive. I bit my thumb anxiously as I waited at the light stoplight before taking a right turn at the entrance.
The bodyguards had opened the gate, I drove up to the driveway before handing one of the bodyguards my keys. I immediately walked into the house, noticing my father's empty study room. I found it odd that Dad wasn't in his study. I immediately walked up the stairs and without thinking I opened the door to the guest room.
I gasped at my the sight of my father kissing my boyfriend…groping him.
I covered my mouth and stood silently in shock.
I dropped my keys in the heat of the moment, as I started to shake from shock. I let out a slight gasping sound along with a whimper. I stumbled back against the wall.
My father glanced over at me as if he were afraid to look at me. Chase immediately sat up "Jackie..wait!"
I immediately closed the door and covered my mouth to muffle the sobs.
I stumbled trying to walk away, I felt like I was going to be sick. I made halfway down the hall before my father opened the door "Jackie… Jackie baby… please listen to me."
I stopped in my tracks and let my anger speak for me "You're just as bad as mom is, but you're just as an unfaithful whore just as she is! You're sick! Sick! Don't even f*cking touch me you f*cking f*ggot!", I immediately regretted what I had just said.
But it was too late, I couldn't forgive him. Chase starred at me "Jackie, please… it was all my fault. I started it.. I'm f*cked up it's not your fault, and it's not his fault."
I pushed him away from me "Get away from me."
I couldn't think of anything else to say to him so I left. I ran downstairs and left out the front door having a bodyguard drive me as far as I could go at the time.
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Chase's POV
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"I'm sorry", I apologize to Jackie's dad.
He silently wiped his tears "Get the f*ck out of my house! Please-", he broke down sobbing.
"Out!", he screamed, pointing his finger towards the door.
I was on the verge of tears "Okay", I spoke.
I quickly grabbed my shirt, putting it on while walking down the stairs. I made sure not to look back, I let myself out and in a second I sobbed like I never sobbed before.
I just lost the only people who made me feel like I was loved. The only people in years who stuck their neck out for me, in only a few days.
I wanted to die.
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Third Person POV
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Penelope got home a couple hours later to find Lior(Jackie's dad) passed out on the couch with three bottles of open wine on the table. She sighed only slightly annoyed. She grabbed a blanket from the guest room thinking nothing of the wrinkled sheets and cold breakfast on the table. As she grabbed the blanket she heard a dull sound. Something had dropped onto the floor, almost silently.
She bent over to discover an unopened condom on the floor. Her heart sank only slightly. She quickly grabbed the condom and put it in her dress pocket. She sighed. She tugged the blanket under her arm and closed the room door behind her. Lior was out cold, she put the blanket on him and wiped his tears, as they slowly streamed down his face. She immediately locked herself in the bedroom. She opened up her laptop and checked the hidden cameras she installed in all the rooms. She watched her husband sleep with her daughters' boyfriend and her daughter's reaction. She wiped off her tears of anger and dialed a number on her phone.
"Hey, Rick, I have a favor to ask you."