Chapter 15 – Otis #2
“David came and found me yesterday,” Jasper starts, as he brushes a strand of hair off my forehead. “I guess I’m not as good of an actor as I thought, plus David has known me a long time.”
“And?” not sure where this story is going.
“Well, he confronted me. Gave me some home truths, ones I think that I had been avoiding.”
“Well if last night was the result of that talk, remind me to thank him,” I tell him.
“You’re not mad that he knows?”
“Not at all. I like the fact that some people know. Just, I would still like to keep it hidden from the rest of the world,” I say, hoping that he understands.
“David spoke to me about that too. I will always come second to your driving, and that’s okay,” Jasper replies with a chuckle, and I know that he’s trying to make a joke, but after watching him freak out last night. I need him to know just how special he is.
“I love racing,” I confirm. “That isn’t a lie, but it’s also a passion. The love I have for you is just as strong. It’s consuming, but in a different way.”
“You love me?” Jasper whispers.
“Yes. I told you last night.”
“I thought that you might have just said that to avoid me running out of your room in just my jeans.”
“For fuck’s sake, Jasper.” I smile. “Why the hell would you think that?”
“The last man I loved wouldn’t say it back.”
Fucking Clive. That has to be what this is all about. Jasper’s freak out was all linked to Clive. I know that Clive had hurt Jasper, but last night showed me first hand just how much damage had been done. There was no way on this earth that I would ever hurt him like that.
“That’s because that man was a complete and utter toxic prick. But in a strange way, I’m not sure if I should thank him,” I say.
“Thank Clive?”
“Yeah, because the twat didn’t love you back. If he had stayed, left his wife, then you would’ve never joined Montague Racing and changed my life. Completely.”
“Thought you said we would have met eventually.” Jasper smiles back.
“Oh we would have. But the guilt I would’ve felt at breaking up a relationship, would’ve sucked.”
“Oh I would’ve broken up with Clive and gone off with you,” Jasper responds, but I see the smile playing on his lips.
“Have you seen me?” I add. “You wouldn’t have been able to resist me. I would’ve still rocked your world.”
“Um, aren’t I the one that turned you gay, or gay for me anyway?” Jasper adds.
“That is complete and utterly beside the point,” I say as I lean over and give him a kiss.
“You’re an idiot. You know that right?” Jasper says, but the smile on his face is lighting up the room.
“I’m your idiot.” Then I pause for a moment. “Will we still use the butt plug, or is it dick all the time now?”
Jasper bursts out laughing at my question. “Jesus Christ, Otis, do you always have to be so blunt?”
“It’s you and me. What’s the point of being shy?”
“Fair point,” Jasper replies with a slight nod of the head. “Whether we use the butt plug is up to you. Don’t forget, in most scenes you are the one in control.”
“So I definitely love dick, but I like the plug too. Can the plug be used to prep me?”
“It can.” Then a wicked smile spreads across his face.
“What?” Not sure that I’m liking the gleam that has appeared in his eyes.
“There is something that I have always wanted to try. I have wanted to get a vibrating butt plug...”
“Yes!” I exclaim. I had seen them when I had been researching and was intrigued.
“You didn’t let me finish,” Jasper adds.
“Please?” Then because I know how it works, I look over to him through my lashes. “Sir, please get me a vibrating butt plug.”
“Marcus was right. You are fucking dangerous, but God I love you.”
“Love you, too,” I tell him, as I give him another kiss. “Now we need to get out of bed, because I’m hungry. Do you think we can get some food together?”
“I think that would be okay. No one’s gonna think we’re together.”
“Not sure if I should be insulted by that or not,” I say, but we are both chuckling.
Twenty minutes later we are both walking into the food area, and no one seems to care that we have arrived together. Suppose everyone does just see me as the straight guy. Looking around, I try to see if there is a free table when I spot Lars, David and Marcus all sitting together.
“There,” I say over to Jasper.
“May as well.”
Walking over to their table, “Can we join you?
“Of course,” comes David’s reply, and I catch the smirk on his face.
“Jasper, why the fuck are you smiling like the cat that just got the cream?” Lars asks. “You better not be this happy in training later.”
Pulling out a chair, I sit down, again forgetting about the workout my arse got last night and slightly gasp, and all eyes turn to look at me. Fuck. Then out of the corner of my eye I can see Jasper biting his lip, trying not to laugh.
“Your arse still sore?” Lars asks. “I would’ve thought it would’ve eased by now.”
“Yeah, it’s sore,” I confirm.
“That’s what happens when you get a surprise visit from your boyfriend,” David pipes up, and when I try to give him a warning glare, I spot that he’s trying to stop himself from laughing, too.
“You got dick didn’t you?” Lars demands.
“Excuse me?”
“Don’t try to be all sweet and innocent now. You got dick for the first time. That’s the only explanation for being this sore.”
At this point Jasper, David, and even Marcus burst out laughing.
“Thanks,” I mutter over to them.
“Guys, shut up. I need to know how it was? Are you still gay?” Lars asks.
“You did not just ask me that!” But I can already feel the smile on my face.
“Are you avoiding the question coz it was bad? Plus, where is your boyfriend? Hope you haven’t made him stay in the hotel room.”
“No, my boyfriend isn’t locked in some hotel room,” I reply.
“He had to leave? Already? Well that sucks,” Lars adds.
“Lars, please for the love of God, shut up,” Jasper states.
“Aren’t you interested? This is some of the juiciest gossip I’ve heard in ages. It beats Dom boy over there,” as he points to David, “and Richard.”
“Hey,” David responds.
“Sorry, but even you have to agree this is too much fun,” Lars replies.
There is no way that Lars is going to drop the subject, but I have to admit that I like us all being together.
Marcus and David know about me and Jasper and I wish there was a way that I could tell Lars, too.
All my friends knowing would be nice, plus it might be a good way to show Jasper that I’m nothing like Clive.
That I’m not going to hide him. That when the time is right I will tell the world we’re together.
“The sex,” I start, giving Jasper a quick glance, “well, it was something else.”
“Again that doesn’t sound good,” Lars says, “Condoms can lessen the sensations.”
“Um,” and I feel my cheeks turn hot.
“Otis, please for the love of God tell me you used a condom?” Lars asks.
“No,” I whisper. “I trust him.”
“You fucking idiot,” Lars snaps.
“Hey,” Jasper retorts. “There is no need to be like that.”
“Jasper, come on. You of all people should be behind safe sex,” Lars spits out.
“Lars, what the hell is that supposed to mean?” Marcus retorts.
“Marcus it doesn’t matter,” Jasper starts, but Marcus is not going to let this drop.
“No. I want to know, why you of all people should know,” Marcus demands.
Fuck. This was supposed to be a fun conversation. I wanted the guys to have some fun. Wanted us to laugh about the fact that I bat for their team now. And it’s all going to hell.
“Marcus,” Jasper starts. “Kimber runs a very exclusive club. I used to work for her with clients.”
“Oh, that. I knew that,” Marcus replies, and I think Jasper’s eyes are about to pop out of his head. “I thought he was talking about the club.”
“Guys, sorry but can we circle back to the idiot sitting with us right now?” Lars states.
“Lars, you really need to watch your language,” Jasper adds.
“Come on. None of us know this guy. I don’t want to see Otis get hurt,” Lars responds.
“I know who it is,” Jasper replies.
“Really?” I state, and Jasper is nodding his head. Marcus and David are smiling like the Goddamn cheshire cat.
“Come on then, spill it?” Lars demands. “Who’s this mysterious boyfriend?”
“Me,” Jasper replies, and the look on Lars’s face is something I am going to remember for a long time.