Chapter five
FIVE
Jake, to his credit, didn’t change his behavior around Cameron. Cameron told himself Zach must not have told Jake about their conversation. He knew that was probably not true, but it helped him look Jake in the eye.
The following weekend, Cameron didn’t make plans.
Ever since Zach started seeing Jake, Cameron spent more and more time at the apartment.
He didn’t want to go out anymore. There was a low current of attraction that Cameron tried not to explore, but he also enjoyed spending time with Jake and Zach.
He tried not to be a third wheel and invade their privacy (more than he already had), but when they were all in the living room or in the kitchen, it was nice.
It was how Cameron ended up watching a movie in the living room with Zach and Jake Friday night.
Zach and Jake lay together on one sofa, and Cameron was sprawled out on the other.
It was a weird arthouse movie that Cameron would have enjoyed, but he had a hard time focusing.
Zach and Jake were wrapped around each other.
Zach kissed the back of Jake’s neck, then snaked his hand under Jake’s shirt and rested his hand on Jake’s belly.
Jake turned in Zach’s arms and kissed Zach’s mouth.
They ignored the movie and talked quietly, fingers twisting in each other’s clothes.
Cameron knew all this because he kept trying to watch the couple out of the corner of his eye.
He tried to mind his own business. He managed to keep himself from staring.
But he couldn’t help stealing little glances in their direction, or watching their shapes move while his eyes were on the television.
Towards the end of the movie, Jake detached himself from Zach and stood up.
He pulled on Zach’s hand, who stood and followed him out of the room.
Cameron, like a good roommate, minded his own business.
It felt obvious that they were going off for more privacy, and he respected that.
He watched the rest of the movie by himself, not entirely sure how he felt about the plot.
He’d have to watch it again when he was able to focus better.
Cameron turned the TV off and grabbed his phone. He rolled onto his back and opened an app to scroll. He wondered what Zach and Jake were doing. He tried to be a good roommate and not think about it.
He gave up looking at his phone and decided to grab a beer from the refrigerator. He walked to the kitchen and glanced towards Zach’s bedroom door. He was surprised to see it open. Maybe they had left for Jake’s place? Maybe one of them was in the shower?
Cameron cracked open a beer can over the sink. He heard a muffled groan from the direction of Zach’s bedroom. He took a step towards the bedroom and stopped. From the center of the kitchen, he could see bare legs entwined on the bed. Surely they hadn’t forgotten the door was wide open?
Cameron crept closer in order to get a better view of the bed.
With the full view of the bed, Cameron could see Zach’s naked form on his side.
Jake had a leg hooked over Zach’s thigh, and a handful of Zach’s ass.
Cameron couldn’t see their faces, but he could guess they were making out.
And he could definitely see they were grinding against each other. Naked. With the door open.
Should he close the door? They had to have heard him walking across the kitchen, open the refrigerator, and crack open a can.
Or were they too involved in what they were doing?
Was it that good? They seemed to be enjoying themselves.
Jake’s fingers kneaded into the flesh of Zach’s ass.
Zach’s arm was squeezed between their bodies, and it was moving.
Cameron found himself pulled toward the open door.
He was afraid they’d stop and find him in their doorway, but the temptation was too strong.
From just outside the door frame, he could hear them groaning softly.
He could hear wet, slick sounds of skin against skin.
Zach was jerking Jake off. Or maybe he was jerking both of them off.
Cameron’s mouth was dry, but he was too frozen in place to take a swallow from his can.
Jake made a long, low moan and opened his top leg wider. Zach ground his hips and increased the speed of his hand. Then Zach rolled on top of Jake, and Cameron’s view changed.
Zach framed Jake’s face with his forearms and kissed him deeply.
Jake kissed back, and Cameron knew their tongues were in each other’s mouths.
Jake had a hand on each of Zach’s glutes, and he pulled Zach tight against his body.
Zach rolled his hips. Their cocks had to be rubbing against one another’s.
Cameron knew he couldn’t stand in the doorway and watch.
If Jake broke the kiss and opened his eyes, it would be impossible to miss Cameron lurking in the doorway.
As Cameron was turning to leave, Zach lifted himself just enough to snake a hand between their bodies and grasp their cocks.
Jake took a hand from Zach’s ass and clasped his hand with Zach’s.
They jerked their cocks together and ground against each other, making muffled moans into each other’s mouths.
Cameron’s own dick was hard in his shorts.
He should flee and take care of it. He wanted to touch himself while he watched them.
He wanted to join them. He wanted to be in Jake’s position, with Zach grinding on him and his hand digging into Zach’s ass.
Fuck, no, that was too much. He couldn’t let himself fantasize about his roommate. Damn it, it was too late for that.
“Oh, fuck, yes.” Jake broke the kiss and arched his neck. Zach took the opportunity and kissed and bit along Jake’s neck. Jake’s breath hitched, and he thrust upwards off the bed. His moans became reedy, and their hands working their cocks became erratic.
“Yes, yes!” Jake writhed under Zach, and then his whole body jerked. He gasped. Cameron couldn’t see, and he almost leaned forward to get a better view. His free hand went instinctively to his shorts, and he squeezed his cock, then stroked it through the fabric.
Zach climbed onto his knees and straddled Jake’s hips. Cameron could see Zach’s cock now, hard and flushed and jutting away from his body. Cameron hadn’t seen Zach’s cock hard before. It was thick and long, and he couldn’t pull his eyes away.
Zach jerked himself hard above Jake. Jake’s hands wandered up Zach’s thighs, then hips. Zach leaned forward and braced himself with one hand on the headboard. Cameron watched the fat head of Zach’s dick as he worked his fist over it. Cameron wondered what the head would feel like in his mouth.
“Oh, fuck!” Zach gasped, and ropes of thick, white fluid shot over Jake’s chest. Zach kept working himself as his cock spurted. Jake ran his fingers through the mess on his chest. Then Jake’s eyes darted towards the door, and he briefly locked eyes with Cameron.
Cameron bolted to his room and shut the door.
He opened his shorts and shoved his hand into his boxers.
It took him less than a minute before he was coming so hard his vision went dark.
He tore off the evidence and pulled on a pair of sweatpants.
He climbed into his bed and waited for Zach to knock.
Zach never knocked. After some time had passed, Cameron heard voices in the kitchen. He heard food items opened, and plates retrieved from the cabinets. The couple talked in the kitchen, and no one sounded upset.
Jake had definitely seen him. Were they not upset? Had they planned it? Did one of them have some kind of exhibitionist kink? Eventually, Cameron fell asleep.
Zach didn’t bring it up the next day after Jake had left. Cameron didn’t mention it either. They settled back into their usual roommate routine, as it had never happened. Sometimes, Cameron wondered if he had dreamt it.