Poly.armo.ry

Episode 6 (18+)

“f**k, I’m late!” I exclaimed, shoving the soft body off mine. He groaned and reached for his pillow, burrowing his face in it. I clicked my tongue. It must be nice being a househusband. The dumbass never left the house if it wasn’t necessary. I wished he would get lost. 

May is on a business trip so I’m in charge till she’s back. But I got too comfortable with Max and overslept. No, we don’t actually like each other but we’ve gotten too used to sleeping together that we can’t sleep apart anymore. 

I rush as fast as possible to get ready and rush to work, leaving a note for Max. I barely make it in time and go up to my office. There are already a bunch of files on my table, both mine and May’s work. I just needed to approve May’s but mine needed me to read through. I rub my temple, feeling the headache that was to come. 

By lunch, I was positively exhausted. May sent several texts but they stopped soon so I assumed she was busy. Max sent a text about the lunch he sent and didn’t say anything again. Asshole. I receive my lunch and gain the energy I need to start working again. I finally finished work but it’s running deep into overtime. Max kept calling me and eventually came to get me, falling asleep on the couch in my office.

The sharp glow of the lights captures his sleeping face which is honestly enchanting. I could see why May liked him so much. He curled up and just stayed in his original position the whole time. When I was done, I went to kneel against the couch and touch his soft black hair. It was really fluffy and cute. If only he wasn’t abominably tall. 

May was gone for three days and I only did overtime on the day I started. Both of us coexist well, the house feeling empty without May. it was silent and a bit frigid. We barely had things to talk about or even argue about when she wasn’t around. I don’t think anyone would understand how much we loved May so much that we’re willing to stand each other. They never would. 

The night before May came back, I walked into the main bedroom to see Max jerking off, holding her favorite blouse. I want to leave him alone but I can’t move so I stand there and watch. His ragged breathing, the sweat on his skin, and the way he clenched her clothes tightly turned me on. 

I was about to leave but he turns his head and smirks at me. 

“Won’t you join me, Kevin?”

He’s drunk, I can tell. The smell of Petra’s wine is hard to miss. But, I could see he missed her too much. I did too. And so, my feet carry me to him. 

“Kneel and suck on me” he orders, slurring. I hesitate, the musky smell of pre-c*m hitting me. He c***s his head and holds her blouse up. The cloth was quite old from her continuous usage but because of it, her smell was all over it. May’s smell. I kneel and take him in my mouth. He holds my hair and shoves it down my throat, making me gag. I let him f**k my mouth while I hold on to his hips tightly. Perhaps I was drunk too. When he reaches his climax, ejaculating on the ground, he looks at me and clicks his tongue. He steps on my flaccid member and holds it softly with his toes. 

“Your obsession with her is amazing. You can only get hard for her, is that it?”

I don’t answer him, stroking his waist slowly. He hugs my face. 

“I don’t intend to lose to you, Kevin” he says, going into the bathroom. That asshole really left me to clean the floor. I click my tongue and do it anyway, cursing him in my head.