'Being bottomed is not my cup of tea at all. I couldn't move nor could I speak nor stop him. It would have been weirder if I didn't sting everywhere with him ramming endlessly like that homophobic fool.
Darn, I'm doing it again, yet, despite their similar techniques, there remained a minor difference between the two.
Ned was gentle from the start, building steam progressively until he'd captured me in a trance. Then, of course, he wanted that to piece me back to his liking. Rey, on the other hand, was careless and lost at first, but once he grasped the skill, he kept moving as if I were a woman. There is no denying that I aroused tastefully, but that wasn't my objective. I was ravished by him than me being the expert in control. If ever he'd been curious about how men do it, I'm sure he was sated to the brim. Either way, I still find recovery difficult from both cases. If I can do day every day, I wouldn't need a workout.'
Sitting up, Ari groaned at the ache that came with every movement. He felt relieved to have woken up alone, assuming Ned had left for work again. This had been his second day of the same. He then stretched his arms, releasing fatigue from his body but found scarring around his chest area, legs, feet and arms.
'There is no doubt my back looks much worse.' Ari thought as memories of Ned riding from behind flooded his mind.
Covering his eyes in an instant, he hid his joy whilst simultaneously feeling lost. 'Perhaps any top can be a bottom...but somehow, a part of me yearns to do this again. The last few days have been hectic, and Ned has probably had his fill, or so I think.'
Raising his feet to his chest whilst cringing at the ache in the movement, Ari rested his chin on his knees and shut his eyes. "I feel lost all of a sudden." He whispered. "There is no doubt I'm sexually satisfied, but what was that spillage with Rey? That memory daunts me to date."
"You're awake." Ned appeared at the door, holding his cell phone close to his ear as if he were ringing someone.
In an attempt to respond, a croak escaped Ari instead. Hiding his embarrassment, which seemed to amuse his partner, he reached for the duvet to cover him and whispered morning greeting.
"It's almost midnight, my dear. I just got back from a meeting. I couldn't stop thinking about leaving you here all alone and wanted to be around when you awoke."
Sitting beside Ari, Ned gently reached for his lover's hand and stroked it. He then stood up and left the room as if the person he'd been ringing had just picked up.
Ari laid back down immediately. He felt his body shiver, still indifferent about the newly reversed roles. He'd never questioned his position regarding until yesterday.
'Rey did this to me.'
Ari remembered the musky sweaty scent that night, Rey's coarse, aroused voice matching how he felt as he softly called out his name with every trust. That part had been stuck in his memory and even now while thinking about it, a tingling sensation played at the tip of his member.
Looking at the half opened door, he could hear Ned still on call. He felt the need to get out of bed and tend to his aroused state but decided against it for fear of being caught.
'I could use a cold shower right about now.' Shutting his eyes, an image of Ned's flailing body during their intercourse came to his mind. Jumping him, he enjoyed the seduction of it however, images of his past lovers crept in, with each a different face, body and voice.
Ari loved dominance and listening to their moans of how deep or good he'd make them feel; the roughness, wetness and sweating made it highly sensual. To think all this while Ned had been aware of his past relationships made him worry about who'd have spearheaded the rumours.
'I must have been a bet among the many, not that I regret it, but that time was one of my darkest moments. I was rebelling against my family, seeking attention for them to accept me and love me. I even attempted suicide and failed miserably. If it weren't for Mun's interference, I'd probably have died that day.'
Ari remembered five years of his life passing him by in utter darkness. Then one day, he received a confession from a stranger. That was the first time the word 'no' came out of his mouth. It scared him, and made him think he would be hated, but he felt an urgent need to stop the silent pain he'd held onto for too long.
For years, he'd gone about living a lie until Mun had cautioned him. Those words felt common yet somewhat managed to form a crack in the mask he wore publicly, and from that day on, he'd practised celibacy for four years.
At first, he had been intentional with his decision; however, it became his lifestyle after a while, and time went by very fast. Ned had been his first lover after his long break. 'Perhaps I would have rejected him too if Rey hadn't suddenly shown up, unearthing feelings I'd long forgotten. Oh well, I do not wish to live that lifestyle anymore. I intend to stay true to this relationship despite how conflicted I feel.'
"Ari, my dear, I've been standing by the door, yet you hardly noticed my presence."
"I was lost in thought over some things you've said the last couple of days."
"What about?"
"Sharing me. What made you say something as ridiculous as that?"
"I've accepted my reality for what it is neither do I want to have you and your first love doing things behind my back. It's much more mature to put everything in the open than lie, living in speculation and worry over what the other is doing and who they might be with."
"Nothing will happen between Rey and me."
"Perhaps you are right. However, I wonder how the other party feels about walking away. When I said you make a lovely bottom, it wasn't empty flatter."
"About that," Ari could feel his ears heating up from embarrassment. "I'm not bottoming again."
"That makes me sad."
"I only agreed because of the atmosphere. It's not like you'll propose to me every day for that to happen."
"Are you daring me?"
"I'm serious, Ned. Two days were more than enough."
"After our first lovemaking, you slept for sixteen hours straight. I was a little worried. Your temperature had risen slightly, but I assumed it must be our intense sextivities."
"All I wanted to make clear to you is never utter such nonsense. Meaning I'm not sharing you with anyone else either."
Ned smiled. "I understand."
"If you do, then tell me how long before you finalize your divorce."
"That should be the least of your worries. I'd informed you..."
"I know what you said. But, regardless, by law, you are married."
Ned chuckled, then let out a heavy sigh. "I'd like for you to meet the woman in question. Perhaps that will put your heart at ease."
"You what?"
"She is my business partner, and since I plan on keeping you by my side for the rest of my life, you are bound to cross paths."
"Does she know about me?"
"She does. You'll equally be meeting her lover."
"What? W-Why?"
"Because you'll encounter him too in future. The two plan on starting a family as soon as our divorce is finalized; therefore, I see merit in making acquaintances."
"I-I... W-We..."
"My dear Ari," Ned took a seat on the bed. He reached for both of Ari's hands and squeezed them affectionately. "Whatever is making you fret so much?"
"Aren't we rushing? First, you proposed, and now you want me to meet the person you'd be divorcing to marry me."
"I can call the meeting off if you so wish."
"You already had the meeting planned?"
"Of course. My presumed wife is the one who arranged for it. She heard good words of your witty character from my mother and couldn't contain her curiosity but don't worry. It's still not too late to call off the meeting."
"If your cunning mother is involved, there is no escaping it."
"I'm afraid so my dear."