Crashing Hearts- The Complete Series

by Zane Menzy

  “Gee, thanks,” Matt grumbled.

  “I’m joking. You were about as hot as each other, so it would have been a match made in gay heaven.”

  Matt liked hearing this. He decided to test the waters of hope. “What about now? Do you think we would still make a hot couple?”

  “Okay, random.” Jason wrinkled his forehead. “But I’m guessing that ain’t happening.”

  Matt felt a rush of elation wanting to escape him. A need to share his joy with someone. He took a deep breath. “What would you say if it was happening?”

  Jason went to laugh but stopped himself. He adjusted his posture and stared Matt in the eyes. “Is there something you want to tell me?”

  Matt couldn’t stop the grin spreading on his face.

  “Oh my god,” Jason whispered. “Are you…”

  Matt nodded, his grin now a goofy smile.

  “Shiver me gay timbers,” Jason gasped. “When did this happen?”

  “Just the other night. I was at his place and I don’t know how it happened but one thing led to another and we ended up.” Matt hitched his eyebrows up. “You know. Doing it.”

  “You didn’t!”

  “Yep. more than once.” He looked at Jason whose mouth gaped open in shock. “I still can’t believe it. I never thought it would happen again. But I’m so glad it has.”

  “This is for real? Not like last time?”

  “What do you mean last time?” Matt asked, knowing full well what Jason meant.

  “Last time he used you, Matty. I know youse are great friends now, but are you sure this isn’t just Damon being… Damon?”

  “No. This is for real. After you and Will left last night, he told me he couldn’t stop thinking about me. He has feelings for me.” Matt nodded. “I really think this time me and him could be something special. Something long-term.”

  Jason blinked. “Wow.”

  “You don’t look pleased.”

  “No, of course I am pleased. Anything that makes my Matty Pie happy pleases me.” Jason’s eyes gave him a sweet look. “I’m really stoked for you.”

  “Thank you.” Matt felt relieved that he could finally tell somebody. It wasn’t fair to have such happy feelings and have no one to share them with.

  “I just didn’t think you two were that way,” Jason said.

  “I think I always have had this side to me, I just chose to ignore it. But I can’t anymore. Not after the other night.”

  Jason grinned. “Was he good, was he?”

  Matt was reluctant to get into details but Jason glared back demanding secrets. “Yeah. He was. He was amazing. Just like he was when we were young. Actually, it was even fucking better.”

  “Like a fine wine they get better with age,” Jason said. “I must be crap at sex though cos I never aged past 21.”

  Matt laughed. “You wish.”

  “So did the old dog teach you some new tricks?” Jason winked.

  Matt’s heart fluttered remembering all the stuff they did. He wasn’t going to tell Jason everything but he figured he could share one dirty detail. “I did end up doing one thing I’d never done before.”

  Jason leaned forward, eager to hear. “Ooo, do tell. I love me some juicy sex stories.”

  Matt bit his lip, looking around the room as if worried someone might overhear. “He took pictures of us. Of me mostly. I can’t believe I let him. That’s so out there for me.”

  Jason’s happy face dissolved to a worrying frown. “You let him take pictures of you?”

  “Yeah. Of both us. Together. He said it would be hot to have a reminder of our night together.”

  “Did he now,” Jason mumbled.

  “Have you never done that?” Matt asked, catching Jason’s cynical glance.

  “I’ve done heaps of silly shit like that. Me and Will have our own bloody home movie collection. But the difference is, I trust him.”

  “I trust Damon, too,” Matt said protectively. “I’ve known him as long as you’ve known Will.”

  “That shifty motherfucker,” Jason hissed.

  “Damon?” Matt wanted to laugh at his friend who looked angry. “Damon isn’t shifty.”

  Jason’s eyes looked almost sad. He slumped his shoulders and sighed. “Matty, I think there’s something you should know.”

  As Jason began his story it didn’t take long for Matt to realise that this was something he wished he had known already. It wasn’t photos Damon had been snapping that night. It was Matt’s heart.

  Chapter Thirty-Five

  Keegan stood in a trance. Why the hell was Damon walking into the scene. Liam had told him he was just going downstairs to check with the receptionist if his wallet had been found. Keegan was taking a stab in the dark that there was no missing wallet. Something funny was going on here.

  Liam had been edgy the whole time since Keegan had arrived just twenty minutes before Damon. The room had been filled with pointless small talk. Not the way two guys who had been best mates for years would normally talk. Neither of them breathed a word about the video or Keegan’s sexuality. Now with Damon standing metres away it seemed obvious that both topics were up for discussion.

  “Would you like to tell me, Liam, why you interrupted my gym session just to bring me here?” Damon asked in a growly tone.

  “Look, I know this must be weird but I needed to talk with you both.” Liam smiled at Damon. “Did you want a drink?”

  “Not for me,” Damon replied hastily. “Just tell me what this is about?”

  “Hold your horses,” Liam replied with a snigger. He puffed his chest out and pointed to the couch. “Take a seat and I’ll be back soon,” Liam said, disappearing into one of the rooms.

  Damon shook his head. He strode towards the couch and parked his butt down.

  Keegan went and joined him on the couch but at the opposite end. He could feel an unspoken anger firing off of Damon.

  “So, K dog, any idea what this is about?” Damon asked.

  “Not a clue,” Keegan grumbled.

  Damon leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. He lowered his voice so Liam wouldn’t be able to hear him, “Whatever he has to say just let me handle it, okay?”

  Keegan nodded. As pissed off as he was for Damon getting it on with his father, Keegan was sort of glad Damon was here. If Liam were to bring up what they did in his bed, then it was a relief to have someone here to share the blame with.

  “I wanted to tell you sorry about last night,” Damon said. “I know that must have been weird to see.”

  Keegan bit his lip, willing himself not to respond.

  “We didn’t mean for it to happen. It just sort of came about.” Damon tapped Keegan’s knee. “Honest.”

  Keegan relented, turning to look at him. “So it just sort of came about after you and me hook up?”

  Damon nodded.

  “From where I was standing Damon, it looks an awful lot like you might be playing with my father’s heart so he doesn’t get angry if he finds out about what you and me did.”

  “Give me some credit, Keegan. I’m not that bad.” Damon let out a frustrated breath. “You know I’d never hurt you or your father.”

  “I don’t believe you.”

  “You’re not jealous, are you?”

  “What?” Keegan screwed his face up.

  “Why would you think I would be jealous?”

  “I’m just asking. You seem a little prickly.” Damon stared back like Keegan was pitiful and deserving of sympathy.

  “No, Damon. I can assure you that I am not jealous of you and Dad.” Keegan cringed. “If you and him are happy doing what you’re doing then that’s fine by me.” He squinted his eyes, feeling an oddly protective instinct come over him. “Just don’t go messing with him.”

  “K dog. I am not messing with your dad. Matty and I have always been close.” Damon scratched the stubble on his chin like he was lost in a memory. “I am just amazed it took us this long to realise we had more to give each other.
”

  Gross! Keegan thought.

  “I want only what’s best for Matty. And right now, the best is me.” The statement was overloaded with arrogance but Damon seemed oblivious to how he was sounding.

  “Whatever,” Keegan mumbled.

  “Anyway, you don’t need to worry about me or your father. You need to worry about yourself.”

  “Wat are you talking about?”

  “That boyfriend of yours. I think you might be slumming it a little bit,” Damon said. He laughed. “He ain’t a bad-looking dude but you could have anyone you wanted, Keegan. Not some dropkick.”

  Before Keegan could respond the bedroom door opened and Liam reappeared.

  “You have a boyfriend?” Liam said, sounding stunned. “Since when?”

  “Garth isn’t my boyfriend,” Keegan blurted. He turned to face Damon. “And he isn’t a dropkick.”

  “Wait. Are you talking about Garth Bridges?” Liam asked. “My brother’s mate?”

  Keegan nodded.

  “I didn’t know he was gay.” Liam ran a hand through his hair.

  “He’s not gay,” Keegan answered. “Not really.”

  “He looked pretty gay while you were kissing him last night,” Damon said, laughing.

  “So he is your boyfriend?” Liam prodded.

  “Garth is not my boyfriend,” Keegan insisted. “He’s just a friend. That’s all.”

  “And you two aren’t together?” Liam asked. His eyes bounced from Keegan to Damon.

  “No,” Damon said firmly.

  “Fucking in my bed was just you two having fun?” Liam’s voice was a mixture of curiosity and disdain.

  Damon sighed. “Look. I want to say sorry for what we did on your bed, Liam. If that’s what this is about—dragging us here to give us a lecture—then I apologise. What we did wasn’t cool. But as for the fun that is between me and Keegan.”

  Liam folded his arms, standing tall in front of them both. “Is this the type of fun you do often?”

  “Like I said, Liam, that doesn’t concern you,” Damon’s voice remained firm.

  Liam sniggered. “So you do have an arrangement?”

  “No we don’t,” Keegan said quickly, hoping to cut Damon off before he got angry. “It was a one off.”

  “In the video though you both talk like you’d done it before,” Liam responded.

  Keegan shot Damon a look, begging him not to bite back. Damon inhaled loudly. “Okay, Liam. Is this all you wanted to talk about?”

  “No. I umm…” Liam tugged at the neck of his singlet. “I wanted to see if you’d be keen on making a deal.”

  “A deal?” Damon asked.

  Liam briefly stared at the floor, scuffing his foot on the carpet. “I wanted to see if you would be keen on one more round of fun, and if you were, then I’d get rid of the video.”

  What the fuck?

  Keegan thought his heart would jump in his mouth.

  “What do you mean get rid of the video?” Damon asked. “Keegan told me it had been streamed live by mistake and that people all over the place have already seen it.”

  Keegan stared at Liam. “That’s what you told me.”

  “I know that’s what I said to you but that isn’t really the truth.” Liam’s face turned a sickly shade of guilt.

  Damon laughed but it wasn’t one based on anything funny being said. “Tell me, Liam. What is this truth you speak of?”

  “I did leave the camera on that night after making a video of myself but it wasn’t live streamed. It never got uploaded to the site.”

  “But you showed me the video on your phone,” Keegan said.

  “I know. After I found the video on my computer I uploaded it to my phone then deleted the file.”

  This was confusing as hell. Keegan didn’t know what was going on. “Then why did you show Tony and Skippy the video and make me think that it was all over the net?”

  “Because, Keegan, you and him fucked in my bed. Made a gross fucking mess leaving ya cum everywhere and pissed off leaving me to clean it up.”

  “Harden up, Liam,” Damon hissed. “That’s hardly the end of the world.” He shook his head in disgust. “So you went and showed ya mates this video and led Keegan—your best mate—to believe that this video was all over the web?”

  Liam didn’t answer.

  “You made Keegan think his whole life down there was over, embarrassed him to his friends, sent him running away from his home all because of some stupid fucking cum in your sheets.” Damon looked like steam was about to come out of his ears. “You nasty prick.”

  Liam’s eyes widened. “Look. I know how much of a dick that makes me, okay. But I am sorry. I really am. I was annoyed. I was pissed off and didn’t handle it well.”

  Keegan just wanted to melt into a puddle and seep through the floor and be gone. This was too much. This was drama in its worst form.

  “What was this about one more round of fun and getting rid of the video,” Damon asked, his voice back at calm levels.

  Liam blushed. “I want to see Keegan fuck you.”

  Whoa! Keegan’s mouth gaped open.

  “If that’s what you want, watch the fucking video,” Damon threw back.

  “No, I wanna watch it happen in person… then I want to have a turn,” Liam’s voice wavered.

  Keegan was in a room with two hot guys; one who wanted to watch him fuck the other then have a turn himself. This was the type of stuff he dreamed of. The type of hot and sexy porn he loved to watch, but it didn’t feel hot and sexy in the moment. It felt wrong.

  “You want me to get fucked by Keegan again and then let you have a go on me?”

  Liam nodded. “And then I’ll delete the video. No one will ever see it.”

  “I don’t think—” Keegan started but Damon put his hand up, signalling him to stop talking.

  “Where do you propose we do this?” Damon asked Liam.

  “Are you serious?” Keegan squawked. “You want us both to fuck you?”

  Damon stared at him with burning embers in his eyes. “Keegan. I just want that video gone.” He looked up at Liam. “Where is your phone with this video.”

  “It’s in the room. I figured we can use the bed in there and then I can delete the video in front of both of you.”

  Keegan was dumbfounded. He had wanted Liam to be gay for so long. Gay with him for so long. Now here Liam was wanting to do these sorts of things. Sharing Damon’s arse between them.

  Damon got to his feet. “Come on, K dog. Let’s go do what we gotta do.”

  “But…”

  “But nothing. Come on. If this is what Liam wants, then this is what Liam is getting.”

  You have got to be fucking kidding me!

  Keegan sighed and stood up, following Damon and Liam into the bedroom. The bed was a king size. It appeared freshly made and by the pillow was a box of rubbers and sachets of lubricant. Liam had planned ahead.

  “Shall we start?” Liam pointed at the bed. “You two get naked then after Keegan cums, I’ll take over.”

  Damon smiled. “Sounds good to me.” His eyes pounced around the room, landing on the bedside table. “Is that your phone?”

  “Yeah,” Liam answered. “I will delete the vid off of it once we’re done.”

  Damon lowered his hands and started peeling his shirt off, revealing his hairy tanned chest. Suddenly he dropped his shirt then swung his fist right into Liam’s face.

  “Ough, fuck!” Liam screamed. Blood started gushing out his nose. “You fucking prick!”

  Damon stepped past him, going straight for the phone and picked it up. He stormed out of the room.

  “What are you doing?” Keegan called out.

  “Taking care of it,” Damon yelled back.

  Keegan turned and looked at Liam who sat on the bed, holding his bleeding face with one hand. He heard Damon stomping the ground in another room followed by the sound of a toilet flushing.

  I guess that’s you taking care of it.


  Damon appeared back in the doorway, his face flaring angrily. “Now Liam. A word of advice. Never, and I mean NEVER try fucking with me. And don’t you ever try fucking with the people I care about, which includes Keegan. If you ever fuck with us again then I will be breaking more than ya pretty little face.” He stomped his foot on the floor. “You hear me?”

  Liam grunted, nodding.

  “Now I hope that was the only device with the video,” Damon said.

  “It was. It was the only copy, you fucking wanker.”

  “Good,” Damon said calmly. “I want you to tell Keegan how much the phone cost and give him your account number so I can pay to replace the phone. But I stand by my words, don’t ever fuck with me again. I have just started a relationship with someone I love like crazy and if he ever sees that video it would kill him.”

  Keegan looked at Damon standing there with a determined look on his face. The passion that had flowed through his vocal chords was undeniable. Damon flicked him a smile then left the room.

  Keegan raced after him. “Damon, wait!”

  Damon spun ‘round. “Yeah?”

  “You really love my dad like you say?”

  Damon gave one firm nod of the head. “I do.”

  “I’m sorry I doubted you. I feel like an arsehole.”

  “Don’t worry about it.”

  “Thanks for taking care of it,” Keegan said, pointing with his eyes to the next room.

  “No worries, K dog. That’s what families do. We fix things for each other.”

  Keegan hummed with happiness. Damon was right. They were family.

  “Go help your mate out. And when you see your father tell him to call me.”

  Keegan nodded. “I will.”

  Damon gave him a thumbs up and walked out of the apartment. Keegan went back to check on Liam. He was still sat on the bed, holding his nose. Keegan knew he shouldn’t feel bad for him but he did anyway. “Sorry about that,” Keegan said.

  Liam had his head tilted up, trying to stop the bleeding. “It’s my own fault,” he grumbled. “I was after a bang and I sure as fuck got it.”

  Keegan laughed. “Yeah. You got banged real good.”

  Chapter Thirty-Six