Triple Love - An Erick Chaplain story 1 - Sex Stories

Triple Love - An Erick Chaplain story 1

... Cedric says and straightens his collar. "C'mon, man." "Pretty brave of you to disclose that kind of information to two total strangers," Chels observes and crosses her arms. "You can't just do that. Not everyone agrees." "I didn't think another gay and his girl would mind," Cedric answers. "I'm not gay," I say suddenly. Chels's arm is back around me and she pulls me into her. I don't know why, after three years of being out and proud, after everything I've fought to be who I am in this community, I suddenly want to deny it in front of openly gay Preston and his openly supportive-straight friend, Cedric. I guess it's because in three months Preston is, even in a matter of minutes, the first thing to completely wash Ralph from my head. Ralph. I look back at the cotton candy machine. Aaron's gone, probably to the restroom, and Ralph looks around at the park. The festival's been going on for some time now. Someone walks up to the machine, Ralph exchanges money and the fluffy shit, and a kid giggles as she runs away. He looks defeated when he's alone again, and then he looks my way. Eyes meet mine. He offers a sad smile and waves. I wave back. Chels nudges my ribs, harshly, and I rub them. "Ow, bitch!" "Sorry, babes, but no contact with the enemy." Preston looks behind his shoulder. "Cute. Ex-boyfriend?" "You bet," Chels says and I'm suddenly defending a lie again. "I am not gay." "'Those are supposed to be my lips he's kissing,'" Cedric says in the gayest voice possible, yet not ...

... mimicking me verbatim, and smiles. "You aren't the quietest person on the planet, and that was definitely two dudes kissing a few minutes ago." I scoff. Whatever he wants to say is fine but I don't have to deal with shit. "Let's go, Chels." We start to turn away but Preston calls back with, "Can I get your number, Erick?" I stop and look over my shoulder. "Excuse me?" Preston smiles, and it's enough to turn me back around. He's already got his phone in his hands when I take a step towards him. "Ready whenever you are." He looks up at me through his bangs and chocolate eyes. "You know, for when I need a straight friend to hang out with? "Who's straight again?" I say with a laugh and give him my number. He saves it. "I'll text you sometime." "Preston just might be what you need to fix that broken heart," Cedric says and reaches out. "Sweet meeting you, bro." I shake it and he pulls me to him, slaps my back, pretty hard actually. My phone buzzes in my pocket and I fish it out expecting it to be Preston. It's Ralph. "Gave some guy your number just now? Proud of you. I just want you happy." I look back at the cotton candy machine and a girl from school is running it now. Ralph, and Aaron, is gone. Cedric notices. "Yup," he says, "broken heart syndrome now in preparation of being restored. Call my boy sometime." "He will," Chels says and flashes an evil grin. "You call me." "Lemme get that number, girl," Cedric says and pulls out his phone. I turn and walk away, leaving the three ...