Free My Big Fat Gay Life by Brett Kiellerop Page B

learn not to shove her nose into other people’s business. How dare she tell me to grow a pair of balls!
    I couldn’t wait to get out of there, so once the speeches were done Kento and I slipped out. I didn’t need to track Sebastian for the rest of the evening, as I knew he’d be here until he was the last guest, and then he’d go straight home. Kento and I headed to Canal Street for some drinking, dancing, and drugs.
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    Once Kento was off his nut and not capable of recognising his surroundings, I slipped out of the club and walked briskly to Sebastian’s apartment. There were no lights on in his apartment, so I assumed he wasn’t home from the party yet. Letting myself in with his key, I kneaded the erection in my pants. I always get a hard-on whenever I come home to his apartment. My cock is so hard, it aches.
    I went into his bedroom and shed my clothes. His bed looked so inviting. I spent a leisurely half hour slowly masturbating with his pillow, until I shot my load all over his sheets. Deciding that it wasn’t polite to leave dirty sheets on his bed, I put them in the washing machine. Then I put clean sheets on his bed and had a shower.
    As I finished getting dressed, I heard Sebastian’s key in the lock and the front door open. I slipped quietly into his wardrobe, not wanting to scare him, and peered out through a crack in the door. He came into his bedroom and looked at the clean sheets. He appreciated the gesture. Then he stripped off his clothes and walked into the en-suite for a shower.
    I opened the crack a little wider so I could see Sebastian showering. He soaped his cock and balls and ran his hands over them. He soaped up his chest and shoulders and sensuously stroked them. I was hard again. The water stopped and Sebastian appeared back in his bedroom. He lay down on his bed and fell asleep instantly.
    Opening the wardrobe door quietly, I took in the view. Sebastian has a fantastic physique. It makes me so fucking horny. His cock looked so inviting: it was lying across his thigh - on public display - as he’d fallen asleep without hopping under the covers.
    Kneeling quietly next to the bed, I sniffed at his cock. I was disappointed: it smelled of soap and water, not at all like his sweaty briefs. I carefully put out my hand and picked it up. I was gentle, as I didn’t want to wake him. Wrapping my fingers around it, I felt the blood start to flow into it. It swelled in my hand.
    Placing the glorious semi-hard cock down carefully on his thigh, I walked tentatively out of his room and left his apartment. It was time to find Kento and ride his black cock. It was time to fantasise that the cock inside me was Sebastian’s.

Day 3 Narrative 6 - Ruth

    As I removed my make-up and reflected on the party, I chuckled at Sebastian’s reaction to the news that Jack was a woman. It never occurred to me that he wouldn’t know: it wasn’t an issue to me that my mother had entered into a relationship with another woman. As long as she’s happy, I’m happy.
    I rubbed at the life growing in my womb. Justin and I hadn’t been able to decide whether to announce my pregnancy during the party or not, because we didn’t want people to think that’s why we’re getting married. Ultimately we decided that people would think that anyway when they eventually found out, so we decided to tackle it head-on.
    “We have one more announcement to make,” Justin had said at the end of his speech. He’d welcomed our loved ones and thanked them for sharing the celebration with us already. “We’re having a baby!”
    There had been cheers and clapping, and glasses were held high.
    “Don’t think for a moment that’s why we’re getting married,” Justin had continued. “I love this woman. I want to spend the rest of my life with her. If we happen to take a child along for the ride, that’s a blessing from the Universe.”
    He’d kissed me then, and we were overwhelmed with well-wishers. Mum was in tears, and