Chapter Two - Beyond the Betrayal
In the darkness, I crawled across the back of the lounge and hid near the store cupboard. I had a full view of the show on the couch. They had stripped to jocks, it was that slut Rupert who was all over him. Niko was quite tipsy, but hardly resisted. He was seated on the couch, his hands buried in the sluts ass, Rupert was straddling him, trying to kiss his lips but Niko drove his face firmly down onto his chest, as Rupert sucked his hot nipples.
I was forbidden fruit, he was ripe and ready, it was hot, my cock was already leaking precum, I whipped it out of my boxers, he was about to break his promise but to see my hot desire about to fuck was gonna be one hot show, a living fantasy.
Niko erupted like a lion in heat; he shoved Rupert off forcefully, and Rupert fell off his lap, landing with a thud on the floor with a yelp. Niko pounced on him and held his mouth telling him to shut the fuck up.
He whipped off Rupert’s pants and jocks brutally, leaving his T on, manhandling him roughly, then yanked him up throwing his back on the couch, his legs dangling off. He stripped off his own pants, his jocks but kept his too on, his thick sexy hot legs bulging with muscle like all ice skaters, his ass firm and tight all bathed in the moonlight.
He turned, his cock was erect, I wanted to run out and grab it, work it as I have before so many times. But instead, he knelt on the couch, straddled Rupert's chest, angled his head with two hands and violently smashed into his face with his hips.
He held, muffled screams, choking and Rupert’s legs thrashed out all over the place as his hands tried to push Niko off. Niko’s moved back as his cock slid out, the body below him rested for a moment as a choking gagging sound filled the room. Again Niko told him to shut the fuck up.
As he was trying to catch his breath, again those hips thrust hard, this time Rupert’s legs came clean off the ground at the force of the thrust. Niko went for it, fucked like a wild dog, held, fucked again, held and after several rounds never stopping once he let out a deep growl and came down his throat.
I was elated, I had cum just as he had let his spunk drown the boy, biting my lip to keep quiet.
But I was also devastated, his promise to be his first vanished like the spunk down his slut’s throat.
Niko grabbed his throat with both hands, Rupert looked wrecked, tears, saliva all over his face, yanked him off the couch, their lips so close , I watched intently as they came within a hair’s breadth. Rupert opened his mouth in anticipation, Niko smiled and spat into his gob, twisted him around and pushed him hard on his back on the couch, Rupert's head hit the side rest.
Another yelp, Niko picked up his jocks and shoved them into his mouth. Spat into his face twice.
Rupert lay on his back, stunned, one leg off the couch, the other now raised and bent on his chest as Niko lubed his cock and his slut’s hole. He mounted his quarry, held on to the bent leg like a steer, and, mounted his quarry. The couch bounced, as he rammed home in one thrust, Rupert screamed, loud muffles were all we heard. Niko gave out a grunt of deep satisfaction, I moaned quietly at the sweaty sight of fucking.
Never thought it would be so hot, my cock stiff and wet from cum. A tear fell from my eye, Niko’s betrayal was complete. I would never be his first.
Niko fucked him as a rag doll lost in his demented rhythm, his solid muscles used as a piston engine to split his slut in half. I was hot and sweating profusely as cum leaked out on my cock, my lips so dry as I worked my cock to the beat of his fucking.
Rupert's head banged against the side arm he begged him to stop. Niko suddenly realised how rough he was being with the boy. He got off him. Yanked his body along the couch and in one move took his legs and swung him around as Rupert landed on his chest. Jock is still in his mouth
Even from where I was crouched I could see the pain on his face. Niko took off his top, his muscled golden body on full display, and he ripped his slut’s T-shirt to shreds.
With no warning dropped on his back, Rupert puffed out of breath, then his neck shot up wildly almost head-butting Niko. Niko angrily slammed it back down. He had slammed his cock deep into his pussy, and now was driving into his ass hard like a steam engine piston. Rupert was buried in cushions, his legs stiffened at the intrusion, but he was jammed under Niko. It turned into a hammering, as Niko’s arms went around his neck suffocating his throat, they rose, the slut was arched back, pounded deeper and harder.
I came again, the fucking was a rut by a stag, it was too much, then suddenly they fell together, Rupert came with his body trembling and shaking. Then Niko in his orgasmic stupor let out a cry, “Take it Cami, take it, boy, fucking take it Cami!” and released his torrent into a bust pussy hole, he fucked again now yelling, “Yeah Cami, take my boys, fucking love it boy, yeah Cami!”
Rupert was shocked and angrily pushed Niko off. Told him what he had said, but Niko looked perplexed, and they started arguing. I slipped back into my room, got into my bed, still heard voices, then a door slammed.
I heard the shower run. My door opened. My sheets moved, I lay still my back turned, crouched, a sadness had crept over me as I closed my eyes.
Then he lay next to me, his arm around my chest, his legs entwined with mine, as he said quietly, “I missed you today, I was such a dick, I only love you Cami, only you”. He kissed the back of my head, my eyes closed, but I took his hand and held it. He had made love to a slut but imagined it was me.
I woke up early for practice, left him in bed. I was not going to say a word, the couch had been cleaned as though nothing had happened. Probably would not be able to look Rupert in the eye as he had won over my love, and knew it.
Again both Armin and Bambi were there. I was not at my best, and they stopped it. We had a chat about the previous day including the betrayal, it hurt so much that I said I was not sure how much more I could take.
Armin said he would take care of Rupert, everyone fucked him like a diseased slut, he would out him and fuck up his life. But I asked him not to do that to anyone, it just was not worth it and it made Niko’s handywork even more toxic.
Then I practised taking in new moves and pushing the boundary on what I knew. By the end, I was bruised from top to toe. Bambi took me to one side after Armin had left. Said she knew Niko was meeting my coach at 11 the next day as he wanted to join the team which meant I would be out.
She said she had pushed for a third entrant at the World Championship and it was all but agreed. Trials would take place next week. But with no coach, I could not apply. She asked if she could be my coach temporarily until after the competition when she was sure my coach would take me back. He knew I was brilliant.
She gave me a plan, there was a cam and showed me how to connect and turn it on. I had to hide in an adjoining office. There would be no one there as it was a public holiday.
Just then I got a text from my coach asking to see me with the assistant coaches tomorrow evening.
I hugged Bambi, and said yes please be my coach and mentor, as she was doing it already!
I went back. Niko was up in the kitchen and on the phone, he was angrily saying no way, get off my fucking face then saw me and hung up. Then he greeted me warmly, said I should shower then have a special birthday breakfast. I wanted to puke in disgust but smiled and said ok before I kissed him on the lips gently and said Happy Birthday.
He wanted us to celebrate his birthday so he planned a wonderful day with bowling, punting on the lake, a picnic he organised and that evening we watched a couple of our movies together and gamed as he always lost. It took us away from the reality of us, it was our last day together before he moved out then left for training in Prague in two weeks ahead of the Championship.
That night, he got a call, it was from Rupert again, it sounded flirtatious as Niko blushed, giggled and fiddled with his huge cock. He was whispering but not resisting. It was late, I calmly got up, but he said to wait and held my hand, turned and giggled again. I pulled away, leaned down and said thank you for a wonderful day and bade him goodnight, saying the night is young, to go out and have fun.
My cue to hint that he can fuck his slut, just not here tonight. He saw my smile, he saw my eyes and the sadness they carried. I went to bed.
I heard some noises in the kitchen, then he walked in with two cups of cocoa in his boxers, we sat up and chatted for a while. He asked if he could tuck in with me that night, he whispered he loved me, and again I held his hand with his arm draped over my shoulder, my back turned and with a tear in my eye as I told him I loved him too.
Tomorrow our paths would diverge, our formative years together at an end, despite everything he had done, it felt like a loss for us both, we held on tight in bed, but would our love hold on tight?
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