Epilogue
Cameron
A few months later…
Summer refuses to let go.
The sun's out in full force, shining bright, and the air is thick with heat. It's so hot taking a walk outside feels more like a swim. But on our little happy lane, Julian's opened up his home as a paradise from the swelter with an end-of-the-summer get-together.
I'm proud to present the dessert I made special for the party. Maybe I should have brought two. It feels like the whole block has shown up.
"Where did you get this?" Julian turns his discerning gaze to the cheesecake I carefully set down on the buffet table brimming over with food and drinks. Though not many desserts. I made the right call bringing one.
"I made it." I'm trying to play it cool, but it's difficult to hide how pleased I am with myself. "Even the crust. It's all homemade from scratch and the strawberries on top are from that organic farmer's market in town that you like so much."
Sure, I made a few practice cheesecakes beforehand in preparation. And watched a dozen how-to-bake-a-cheesecake videos while taking notes. I also bought an actual dessert book. A real book with a hardcover and glossy pages full of photos. And had like five different timers going on while making it.
But I baked it myself.
"Well, how impressive. Thank you," Julian says with one of his signature quicksilver smiles. But I can tell he's genuinely pleased with my party offering. "I hope it tastes as good as it looks."
"It does," I smile back at him before I glance across the room. My gaze instantly falls on Trevor. He has a beer in hand and he's in the middle of a group of his fellow soldiers. All of them are out of uniform but with their dog tags still peeking out from behind their shirts.
I know the cheesecake tastes divine because Trevor and I did plenty of taste-testing of the cake while I was making it.
He freely helped himself to the bowl of cream cheese filling while he was free using me. He bent me over the kitchen counter this morning. Filled my hole with his cock and creamed inside my hole. I might have washed up afterward, but I'm still a little sore from it.
And horny.
Trevor didn't let me come.
He catches me looking and gives me a wink from across the room.
I try and squash the smile on my mouth as I look back at Julian. He's talking to me. "Is that new?" he asks, looking right at my necklace. "Gold isn't really my color, but it looks fantastic on you. Goes with your hair. You're such a spring."
"Yeah, Trev gave it to me." Discreetly, I touch the thin gold necklace around my neck. It has two decorative but interlocked chains at the front. A design that just looks pretty to anyone who doesn't know what it means, but to guys who are in the know, well, it's an open invitation.
"A gift for something?" Julian asks. He's being nosy, but I don't mind. I'm not scared of Julian anymore. And I don't try to measure myself by his standards. It is fun showing off my new and improved self to him though.
"Yeah." I fiddle with the chains. "He bought it when I started my classes. Said I'll get a matching bracelet when I graduate."
Not a jewelry bracelet, of course. What Trevor really wants to buy me is a set of cuffs…and a spreader bar.
"Oh, how's that been going?"
"Great. Online classes have been working out so much better for me."
And it works out well for our marriage. Especially the kinky parts of it. While Trevor never interrupts my tests or the video class sessions I have to sit in on, my schedule is more flexible. And open.
I'm more open in every way. Lighter too. I still have a secret to carry with me, but it no longer eats away at me. My secret life as a hot twink makes me hungry instead.
"I'm so happy for you," Julian says. "You know, I've noticed you two have been having a lot of parties lately. When are you going to invite me over?"
I shake my head. "Oh, no. That's just Trevor having some friends over. Sorry if they get kinda loud, I'll ask them to keep it down from now on."
It's a lie, technically, but one I don't feel bad telling Julian. The type of parties Trevor and I have aren't the type of thing he would enjoy. He's too uptight. And I'm sure his husband wouldn't approve. The parties we have at our house let me play both the host and be the guest of honor.
The necklace at my throat isn't really a necklace. It's more of a collar. As precious to me as the wedding ring around my ring. Both of them are proof of Trevor's love for me.
And his dominance over me.
I look back over at Trevor. His circle's grown. Marlon's joined in too. I give him a little wave and Marlon raises his beer bottle to me. In fact, all the group of soldiers raise their bottles and glasses and cups in cheers to me.
Well. Okay. My cock stirs underneath my short-shorts. Looks like I know how I'll be coming tonight…and who Trevor is sharing with me next.
I still have a secret to keep from the neighborhood. But this secret doesn't have anything to do with a fake marriage or confused sexuality. No. My marriage to Trevor is real and I've accepted that I'm as gay as gay can be.
My big secret is that I'm a hot twink.
But that's a secret Trevor and I are happy to keep together.
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