Within the gated community of Crescent Point, sex and betrayal comes as naturally as breathing. Those who live within its walls have no worries to call their own and move along life in blissful play but when a new face appears in town, everything they know will be turned upside down and lives will be altered in ways none of them ever imagined...
Samantha sat staring wide-eyes at the image on screen. She could hardly wrap her mind around what she saw, much less admit out loud - even to herself - that what she was seeing was really what was happening on her fifty inch LED television.
“What the fuck? How could...” Her eyes began to burn with tears; her stomach knotted up tightly and she felt as though she would throw up. “How could you...” She jumped up from the bed and ran into the hallway with one hand on her belly and the other covering her mouth.
She pulled on the bathroom door's handle and kicked the base when she found it locked.
“Open up,” she half-screamed before falling against the door and sliding down to her knees. The tears came then and she sank even lower. “You mother fucker... How could you? How dare you!” She fell into silent hysterics as her body convulsed with her silent cries.
The door opened and she looked up to see Dani staring down at her with wide eyes. “What happened?” She squatted down in front of Samantha and brushed her blond hair away from her now mascara stained face. “Sam? Talk to me, hon. Wha-”
Samantha opened her mouth to speak but could not make any sound. She felt as thought the air had rushed out of her. She gasped for breath and reached out for Dani, grabbing her arm tight and digging her nails in.
“Oh my God... What... what happened?”
Samantha lifted her other arm and pointed to her bedroom. Dani’s eyes followed her pointed finger and knew the television was on, though no sound traveled into the hallway. She looked back to Samantha, who was breathing easier now as she pushed herself up, using the doorframe for support. Dani put an arm around her and walked her back to her bedroom. When they reached the door, Samantha stopped and pulled away.
“What is it?” Dani asked, reluctantly letting go.
“Go look. It’s... it’s... I can't... just look, please. Look and tell me that what I think I saw was not what I saw.”
“O... kay...” Dani's voice was small, unsure, as she stepped into the room and looked at the television screen.
Samantha walked up behind her pointed over Dani's shoulder to the image frozen on screen. “Can you explain that?”
- - - -
Elijah straddled Carter's lap, grinding against him as he kissed him hard and rough. His hands traveled down the boy's chest to his flat abs and slid underneath the loose-fitting t-shirt. He knew he had been ignoring Carter and wanted desperately to make it up to him. And he could tell by the stiff flesh that strained against his jeans that Carter wanted all the attention he could give him.
“I've missed you,” Carter whispered harshly between kisses.
“I'm gonna make that all up to you... I promise...”
“Fuckin' Energizer Bunnies,” Henry quipped before cracking open another beer. “Don't you two ever stop for air?”
Elijah looked at Henry and smiled. “Straight bot jealous?” He pulled away and sat up. “Thinkin' you wanna try out boy on boy action?”
“Yea, no. I got all I want over in that big ass house, bro. I'm good.”
“Don' knock it till ya try it,” Raul said, nudging Henry playfully.”
“No thanks. You guys can fuck each other till doomsday; I only play with girls.”
“Whatever,” Elijah said, before kissing Carter one last time before sliding off his lap. “I need a refill. Anyone else?”
“Yea, sure,” Carter said, crushing another empty can.
“Can always use more,” Henry said, shaking his beer. “This'll be gone soon.”
“Yup. I'll come with,” he said, jumping up.
Carter watched them walk off toward the deck and grinned contently. “Tonight'll be fun.”
“Way he goes, no doubt. Least one of us'll be getting' some.”
“Sorry man. I really thought she'd be out here with us... with you.”
“Whatever the hell I did... Shit, man. I don't even know what the hell it was. She won't even tell me that much.”
“That's girls for ya. They get pissed when ya fuck up then get more pissed when you don't even know what pissed 'em off.”
“I'll get drunk to that.”
- - - -
Elijah pulled open the cooler and frowned seeing it empty save the melting ice. “Damn,” he groaned, dropping the lid. “There's gotta be more inside.”
“I think Drake said there was more in the basement,” Raul offered. “Jus' don' know where that is exactly...”
“I do,” Elijah said, grabbing his arm. “I know the way.”
He led Raul around to the side of the house to stairway leading to an underground door. With a loud creak, it opened up to a large unfinished cement room. To one side were a washer and dryer and folding table. Across from those were various freezers and refrigerators, one of which was marked “Party Shit.”
“I'll guess that one,” Raul quipped, moving ahead of Elijah.
“Really cravin' another drink, huh?”
“Craving? Yes,” Raul said, stopping in his tracks. “But not booze.” He spun around on his heel and grabbed Elijah. Crushing him against his body, Raul kissed him, deep and hard.
Elijah fought against it but within moments melted into it and wrapped his arms around his new friend. He felt himself moving across the floor before being slammed against one of the freezers. His arms were pinned above his head while his hardening flesh was squeezed and rubbed. He let out a faint moan as his zipper was pulled down and Raul hand grasped his cock and stroked it roughly.
“Oh, god, yes,” Elijah moaned as Raul's hand moved faster and faster and kissed him harder and longer. “Oh, oh, oh,” he cried out as his body convulsed. “No!” He yelled, pushing Raul away. “I can't... I can't do this...”
Raul dropped his gaze to the flesh sticking out through Elijah's open zipper. “Looks like you're more than capable.”
“I...” He quickly adjusted himself and zipped up his fly. His cheeks flushed red and he turned away. “This is wrong. I can't... No, no, no. I'm goin' back out there.”
“What Car don' know...”
“It'll hurt me. I can't do that - this - to him. Please, just...” Elijah jogged to the doorway. “Just stay away from me. Please.”
- - - -
Carter and Henry were still sitting by the pool when Elijah came back. They both looked up at him disappointed. “Where's the beer?” They asked in unison.
“Oh, um, it’s...”
“Right here,” Raul said, his arms filled with cold cans. “I was able to get the thing open. But it fought like a bitch.”
“My hero,” Henry said, taking two beers from him. He handed one to Carter and raised the can. “To getting' drunk, 'specially when gettin' laid's outta the question.”
“Here, here,” Raul said before downing the beer. “But damn, I'd give a nut to nut tonight.”
Henry nodded. “Ain't the only one, bro.”
“Hey, uh, Car. You ready to head out?” Elijah asked, avoiding eye contact.
“Already? But you, like, just got here.”
“I know, but...” He bent down toward Carter and grabbed a handful of hair. “I know you wouldn't want them all to watch what I've got in store for you.” He flashed a devious smile.
“Oh.” Carter gave a small, embarrassed grin. “Yea, um, why don't we head out.”
“Good idea, babe.” Elijah kissed him quick.
“I dunno,” Raul said. “I wouldn't mind a show.”
“I would,” Henry interjected. “Bad enough I've walked in on these two. Don't need the full on monty.”
“Alright, Car. C'mon.” He took Carter's hand and pulled him to his feet. “Let's go; I wanna make yo-”
All four turned toward the source of the very angry command. Samantha stood there with her arms folded tightly across her chest. Her eyes were rimmed red and her cheeks were still stained with her smudged make up ang tried tears.
“What happened?” Henry asked, jumping to his feet.
She ignored his question and set eyes on Elijah. “Before you go, there's something you should see.”
“Please, just come with.”
- - - -
She led all four boys into her bedroom and motioned for them to sit. Dani was already there, her feet tucked underneath her on the floor. They all watched as Samantha moved silently though the room and toward the television. When she hit the button, everyone fell into a stunned silence.
On screen were Henry and Carter, naked with limbs wrapped around limbs. Heads bobbed, hands roamed and pelvises thrusted in and out of each other. Sweat and lube and other sticky liquids covered their bodies as they worked to please each other.
Samantha turned the television back off and turned to the shocked and surprised faces.
“Can someone please tell me what we all just saw?”
“I...” Henry tried to speak but felt too sick to say anything.
“No way,” Carter whispered. “I... I... me and Hen... impossi-”
“Just. Shut. Up.” Elijah's voice was hard and devoid of emotion. “There is nothing – nothing – you could say that-”
“No, Eli, no. This... what, no. This is... I swear I...”
“Henry?” Samantha asked. “Anything to say? Not that it matters. Cause if I ever,” she walked to him and leaned in till she could smell the fear radiating off of him. “Ever see you again, I will hurt you. I will hurt you so bad your own mama could not identify you. Understand?”
“No. Just be quiet. It’s bad enough you fucked that pom-pom pushin' STD-infested cunt Ashlea but to fuck one of my best friends? A guy friend? Jesus, Henry, if you wanted to try that, I'd've brought one home! But this, like this... I want you out.”
“Out, out, out, out, out!”
Without another word, Henry made his way to the door, defeated.
“You want some privacy, Eli?”
“No need.” He looked at Carter, who sat on the bed scared and lost. “I don't have anything to say, except... it's over, Car.”
Carter batted away the tears and wiped the ones that had already fallen off his cheek. “Please, Eli, I...”
“It's over. Friendship and all.” He walked passed him and out the door.
“Same goes for me,” Samantha said. “I never wanna see you again.” She looked to Dani and Raul. “You two coming?”
- - - -
Elijah walked out the back door and headed straight for the pool. Not caring about all the people still there he stripped down and jumped in, for a moment enjoying the feel of the water brushing passed his skin. Jesus, Car. I know I haven't been the best boyfriend, but why'd you have to go and do this? And with Henry? I loved you, man. And than... and now... I just don't know. He swam to the bottom and squatted down before pushing against the cement and rushing up to the surface, causing a wide splash.
“Can I do anything to help?” Raul asked, coming up behind him and grabbed his hips. “I know you jus' got out of a rela-”
Elijah spun around and kissed him. “Yea, there's somethin' you can do...”
- - - -
Drake was sitting alone on his private balcony, smiling down at the sight of Raul and Elijah fornicating him his pool. Well, that is more than a little unexpected, but I can still work with it. After all, Raul and Elijah cannot last long, not once I-
“I hate you.”
“No, you do not.” He turned to face his sister, who stood in his doorway on wobbly legs. “You hate your former boyfriend and his little fuck buddy.”
“No, I hate you. You knew. And you did-”
“Actually, dear sister, if you will recall, I assumed Dani would be the one to seduce him. Instead, he decided to ram a cock up his ass. Had I known, I would have told you.”
“But not stopped it.”
“And you know why.”
“Damn it, Drake. I... I want him to hurt. I want him to cry.”
He walked over to her and took her by the arm and led her onto the balcony. “Well, why don't we discuss it over a nice Chianti.”
- TO BE CONTINUED -