For once I was so mad with Jason. We had been living together for six months and it felt like heaven. I felt at last he was the guy for me, hook line and sinker. I always teased him saying he really hooked me with his line and sunk it into me so beautifully.
That is how it was and how it always has been until now when he wants to bring a third party into our relationship.
With us it has always been just the two of us and I thought he was happy with that. I guess the crunch came when he wanted to start recording us during the very intimate times we shared.
I went along with it on the assumption that it was just for thrills. I know how Jason placates himself with imagery when I am not around, and to be honest we had a lot of fun arranging best profiles of me in full erection and him halfway up me and strong midstream ejaculations over my face.
I didn't mind that at all. It was good to think he could still excite himself that way when I was not around. I had no idea that he was using the imagery not only to excite himself but also with someone else he had not told me about.
That all came to a head when my business trip up north was cut short and I returned home a day earlier.
I could not believe what I saw when I came back. Jason and this other black guy were stretched out on the sofa, the brand new leather bound sofa I had only bought a month ago at that, they were watching the DVD of Jason and I on the job big time, both frantically frigging themselves like I was not there. Obviously they were so frenzied they were not aware of my presence and when Jason realised I was there, he said he was sorry and told his friend called Danny perhaps it would be best for him to go.
"It is not how you may think Alex. Danny is just a guy I met at the bowling alley and there has never been anything between us, he just likes watching that's all and gets his gratification that way."
"I don't believe you Jason; you have fucked him haven't you. Perhaps you have turned to black guys, they are always deemed to be the best huh?"
Truth is I was jealous. I thought we were secure and had a perfect one to one relationship.
"I swear I have never touched him that way and he certainly hasn't touched me. Danny simply enjoys watching and yes, I did get a certain extra thrill having another watch the DVD at the same time."
"So all those pictures you took on your phone were all for the benefit of Danny. All the time you were sending those very personal images to him?"
"No harm meant Alex. I just wanted to do him a good turn, I owe him, he helped me out long before I knew you, I was knackered through booze and he was the guy I told you about, who helped me dry out."
It came as a bit of a shock. I felt repulsed and uncomfortable. At least Jason could have asked me first.
"I really think I don't want to know you anymore Jason. I would be frigid wondering if you had any secret cameras lodged anywhere."
"Alex, it is not that bad. Danny is a nice guy, you'll like him."
"It sounds like you intend to let him be part of our relationship?"
"I told you. I owe him. Surely it won't do any harm just to let him watch occasionally. He is very complimentary about you."
Jason was trying to get around me, touching me there and kissing my neck which he knows chills me to his needs. But not this time, he could rub me as much as he liked and make all those moves signalling foreplay but it was all in vain.
"Oh! Come on Jason, Give me a break. It's been a long time."