Forced Out of the Darkness

by Jackson Jr, G. Wayne

  As Cameron continued to work Monti’s spots one by one, Monti closed his eyes and let the pleasure radiate throughout his body. When Cameron exhaled his breath on Monti’s nipple, Monti’s body responded by hardening the nipple. Cameron knew that he had to stay at these nipples that sat like little dark pencil erasers protruding out of his large pectoral muscles. Cameron loved the rewards of Monti’s many hours in the gym. He fluttered his tongue over Monti’s nipple and he saw the goose bumps form on Monti’s arm. Cameron reached down and grabbed Monti’s right hand and then his left hand and moved them up above Monti’s head. He held them here so that he could orally explore Monti’s body. Tonight he was not going to let any part of Mount Monti be left unexplored.

  Cameron continued to move down Monti’s chocolate skin as he filled Monti’s navel with his tongue while pinching his nipples. Cameron felt Monti’s pelvis start to grind his chest. When he reached down to feel the slick substance he knew that it was Monti’s pre-cum. He took his hand and wiped it off his chest and without thinking, he tasted it. It had the consistency of silicone lube but had a sweet clean taste to it. Cameron loved the taste and he wanted more. He trailed his tongue from Monti’s navel to the crease where his legs and torso met. This was a sensitive spot for Monti. As Cameron continued to work this area, Monti was being stimulated to the point where he could not keep his hands above his head. He tried to fight Cameron for control of his body but Cameron was not going to lose this fight.

  “Baby, please…” Monti got out between breaths.

  “What? You can’t handle it?” Cameron returned.

  In one swift move, Cameron enveloped Monti’s stiffness in his mouth. This made Monti let out a long, low moan from the depths of his stomach as he arched his back. His sex was giving pre-cum like it was a leaking faucet and Cameron did not let any of it go to waste. The taste turned him on even more and caused him to leak pre-cum of his own. As Cameron serviced Monti’s manhood he took one hand and groped Monti’s nuts while taking the other hand and wiping his own pre-cum. He took his pre-cum soaked finger up to Monti’s open mouth where Monti sucked it off his fingers.

  “Damn man, your shit is sweet as hell.” Monti said.

  Cameron worked him over as he started stroking Monti’s sex with a mixture of pre-cum and saliva. Then Cameron eyed his target. As Monti’s hips were slowly gyrating, Cameron lifted his nutts and pushed one leg up in the air as he buried his face in Monti’s clean ass. Monti could not contain himself as he moaned from the pleasure Cameron was causing.

  “What are you doing?” He managed to get out.

  “Shhh, just be in the moment.”

  Cameron licked and sucked Monti’s uncharted territory for what seemed like an hour as he came closer and closer to his climax. Cameron alternated from Monti’s ass to his dick and back. Cameron sensed when Monti was close and then pulled back. He had learned this edging technique from an old acquaintance and he was putting it to good use tonight. Every time Cameron worked Monti up to just about the point of no return, he pulled back and focused his attention on other parts of Monti. Cameron’s sole mission tonight is to bring Monti to the point of pleasure until he was no longer able to handle it. He explored the back of Monti’s knees, the sides of his torso, even his hairless under armpits.

  “Please babe…let me cum?” Monti begged as he was reaching the tensest moment of the night.

  “Are you sure you want that?”

  “Yes, I want that.” Monti said submissively. He knew that Cameron had skills and that he would not be able to match them so he acquiesced to Cameron’s desires. Cameron took some Wet Platinum lube in his hand and grabbed Monti’s throbbing sex in his hand. He stroked Monti’s sex from the base to the tip, paying a lot of attention on the Monti’s sensitive head… once, twice and on the third stroke, he let out the loudest moan as he shot his hot thick cum past his head, hitting the mirror that served as the backboard for the bed. His second eruption hit him in his eye. The third made its way to his chin and neck area. When Cameron was done with Monti, there was a stream of cum that made its way from Monti’s dick to places unknown.

  Monti was spent…he was still shaking from the after effects of his intense orgasm that started at the base of his sex and spread throughout his entire body. Cameron was already worked up from the session as he lay down next to Monti. Cameron took his hand with a mix of lube and Monti’s cum and jacked his dick. He did not know why but this felt good. He turned to Monti and kissed him passionately as he shot his pent up load all over his stomach and chest. They both were exhausted and it made cleaning up impossible. They fell asleep in each other’s arms while all the evidence of their passion told the outcome of the night’s celebration.

  Chapter Twenty-Seven

  What Did He Just Say ?

  “Mr. McNeil?”

  “This is Cameron. How can I help you?”

  “This is Jessica Madison from National Finance. How are you doing?”

  “I am doing well Jessica. How are you?”

  “I am doing well also. The reason for my call is to extend a tentative job offer for the position of Senior Branch Account Executive at our downtown Detroit office. Were you still interested in the position?”

  “Most definitely.”

  “Mr. Jack Welsh will be your supervisor and will help you with the on boarding process. Our tentative start date is September 5th. We have some preliminary things that you must complete prior to starting the new position. Do you have a pen and something to write on?”

  “Yes, I do.”

  “Please go to your local police station and have a hard copy of your fingerprints taken. Call your local Occupational Health medical office to complete a pre-employment physical, which includes recreational drug screening. We have an extensive background check that must be completed at the local office for processing your acceptance of the position. Once all these items have been completed and successfully processed, we will proceed with a firm offer and start date. Do you have any questions for me?”

  “No, I don’t at this time.”

  “Great, I am sending you a package overnight with all this information and pertinent contact information. If you have any questions between now and then, you can call me back. My direct line should have come up on your caller ID.”

  “Yes, I see it.”

  “Ok, well it has been a pleasure speaking with you today. Congratulations and we will be talking again soon.”

  “Thanks and you have a nice day.”

  “You too. Good-bye.”

  Cameron was happy that he had received a temporary job offer. He knew that he did not have any negative criminal past and also that his background was clean. He made plans to get the fingerprints and all the other items done tomorrow. Today was a day that he would reflect on life and make sure that all was well on his end. It was a little more than a week since Monti’s graduation and why not have the festivities continue. Cameron decided not to tell Monti about the temporary job offer just yet, he wanted to wait until it was official. Cameron had a quick two-day trip he had picked up for some extra money, plus he was not doing anything else. The news of a new job was just the send-off he needed. Cameron carried his flight bag down to the car and left the house for the airport.

  “Hey Monti.” Cameron said answering the phone.

  “Hey Cam, I was just checking on you to make sure you were on your way to work.”

  “Yes, I am on the road now.”

  “What time are you getting in again?”

  “Tomorrow at around noon. Why, what you have planned?”

  “Nothing that I know of. I just hate it when you are gone and I wanted to know how long a brother has to wait to see your fine ass again.”

  “You say the nicest things sometimes. With a man like that waiting on me, I am going to hurry home.”

  “That’s what I wanted to hear. I hope you have a good trip and call me if you have some downtime. I know we will talk when you get settled in tonight so be safe and don�
��t let no other dude hit on my goods.”

  “You are too funny Monti. I will call you later.”

  “Alright, be safe and know that I love you.”

  “What the hell?” Cameron thought. “Did he just say the L word?” Cameron was taken again by Monti. The only response that Cameron was able to muster was “I will. We will talk soon, Mister.” Cameron hung up the phone.

  Cameron knew they had only been dating for about 5 months and was trying to figure out if love was appropriate for the time frame. Sure Cameron cared for Monti and was enjoying the time they spent together, but was it too early for love? Cameron had some time to think about how he was going to do this. He had to look inside of himself and see if his own feelings mirrored Monti’s. Cameron did want more of a substantial relationship but did this substantial relationship just happen without Cameron knowing that it changed?

  Monti was still smiling at the conversation he had with Cameron on his way to work. He thought that maybe he went too far by telling Cameron he loved him but he had to throw caution to the wind. Cameron was all about bringing Monti out and helping him become comfortable being a black masculine gay male.

  In Monti’s mind, he was on the down low and people did not know his business. In reality, most people who knew him knew he was gay and those that were also gay, knew of his frequent trips to the three B’s, Bookstores, Bushes and Bathhouses. They also knew that he was incapable of being monogamous to anyone. Only his exes and those they told were aware of his abusive side.

  Chapter Twenty-Eight

  How Can I Help You ?

  “Mr. Burroughs, the reason I called you to my office is because I need to talk to you about something.”

  “Sure thing, Mr. Williams.” Mr. Williams was the EMS director of the hospital that Monti works at. Monti prided himself on doing a good job and thought that he was being called in to discuss a promotion.

  “At our facility, we are looking for supervisors that are willing to step up to the plate and work in the trenches with the employees. You are currently doing a fairly decent job and I have received good feedback from your supervisor and your employees.”

  “Thank you very much, Sir.” Monti did not particularly care for the director and often said how inept and lazy he was but in order to move up the corporate ladder, he had to play the good ole boy game.

  “Part of the working supervisor’s duties is that you jump in to help the employees, as necessary.”

  “I am ok doing that.” Monti replied.

  “Although we do not have a ‘uniform’ for our supervisors, I would like to see you come to work more casually dressed.”

  “Casually dressed, Mr. Williams. What does that mean?”

  “You come to work in these expensive looking suits. The company cannot be held liable for your clothing if they get messed up or damaged in the process of you doing your job. I need you to give the appearance of being open to working and cleaning, as needed.”

  “I am not asking the company to reimburse me if my suits are damaged. What do you mean by the appearance of being open to working?”

  “Mr. Burroughs, what I am saying is that you should tone down your dress at work. A simple Khaki pants and polo shirt with some comfortable walking shoes would be what I am looking for from my supervisors.”

  “Excuse me, Mr. Williams. I was always taught to dress for what I aspire to be. I aspire to be the Director of EMS for a hospital. If it is your job that I ultimately take then so be it. I am not going to wear jeans and a t-shirt so that I can work. I went to school and got a degree so I didn’t have to clean hospital mess.”

  “Mr. Burroughs, I am putting you on notice that your current method of dress is not appropriate for the position that you currently occupy. Please do not be insubordinate and fail to follow instructions. Disciplinary action, up to and including termination can happen. That will be all for now.”

  With that Mr. Williams dismissed him. Monti got up and headed to the door. No one talks to him that way and gets away with it. He was pissed off. Monti did not take constructive criticism well especially when he believed he was correct. Once back in the office he shared with the night EMS supervisor, he took a minute to cool off. He tried to call Cameron but he kept getting the voice mail. “He must still be on the plane.” Monti thought. Monti decided that he needed to make some rounds and see what the employees were doing.

  “Why would they want me to not look professional when I came to work?” Monti thought. Monti always dressed in a suit and tie for work. He had recently been introduced to a brand of suit called Tayion. The designer had only been presented in 2003 but he was the top up and coming suit designer. He is known for his suit coats that are longer than traditional suits. He also designed several three-piece suits that provide a stylish vest to accentuate the suit.

  Monti did not wear professional business suits or banker suits but he wore suits that one of the Pentecostal faiths would wear. They were always of good fabric that hung off Monti’s muscular frame well but they were different. Some were cut on the bias, others had vents or buckles designed into the back of the suit; while most had Monti’s signature ‘I’m trendy’ two-inch cuff. Monti was not dressed to impress without his French cuffed shirts with gaudy cuff links. Monti’s suits varied in color from nude to black with bold white pin stripping down his entire body.

  As Monti walked down the hospital hallways, he noticed this guy walking towards him. He was about six feet tall and a solid 220lbs. Caramel skin with short wavy hair. He had a nice smile. He wore a nicely conservative style navy blue suit with a cream colored shirt and a paisley patterned burgundy tie. As he came closer to Monti he said, “You look like you work here.”

  “Yes, I do. I work for Environmental Services. How can I help you?”

  “You must be the head honcho here or something.”

  “No, that is not me. Why do you assume that?”

  “No minimum wage brother walks around here looking as sharp as you are today. I am Harper. And you are?” He stated as he held out his hand.

  “Monti…Monti Burroughs.” He said as they shook each other’s hand.

  Harper could see that Monti was interested. He saw how Monti looked at him a little different than what a heterosexual man would do. He also noticed how Monti visually took in his physique.

  “I am here from out of town visiting a friend who just had surgery, so I am looking for the medical/surgical floor.”

  “That’s easy man, go down this hallway and take the elevators to the 6th floor. Once you get off of the elevators you will see the nurse’s station. They will help you from there.”

  “Ok. Thanks Mr. Burroughs. I appreciate that. Because you are so helpful, what does a guy have to do to get some more time with Mr. Burroughs before I leave town tomorrow morning?”

  “Man, I don’t know you and I am not down like that.”

  “I understand…look, I am only here for the rest of the day and would like to get to know you better. We might be able to hit it off well. If you want, give me a call.” With that he reached into his suit coat and handed Monti a business card. As he walked away he said, “hopefully you will use the number, Mr. Burroughs.”

  Monti looked down at the card to find out that Harper Williams was the CEO of the Harper & Associates firm located in Chicago, Illinois. His company specialized in fixing problems and crises for celebrities, public figures and those who could afford his services. This man had it going on. Monti decided to keep the card because, after today’s conversation with his supervisor, he did not know when he might need a new gig. Maybe he needed to call this Harper to see what he was about. Monti put the card in his shirt pocket and kept on making his rounds. He did not notice that Harper stopped walking to the elevator to watch him walk all the way down the hallway and make the turn out of his view.

  Chapter Twenty-Nine

  The Midnight Call

  “Monti how was your day?”

  “It was cool. I had an interesting conversatio
n with the Director today. I tried to call you but your phone was not on. You must have still be on the plane.”

  “Yes, I probably was. What was the conversation about?”

  “His ass told me that I needed to dress down. He said he wanted a working supervisor not a managing supervisor. He wants me to wear khakis and polo shirts.”

  “Why does he want that?”

  “He said that he wanted his supervisors to be an employee too. He wants us to work alongside the employees to clean up and inspect the work of the employees.”

  “What are you going to do?”

  “I’m going to keep doing what I have been doing.”

  “Monti, don’t you think that if the director is saying something that you should take his advice?”

  “I did not get my degree to be cleaning stuff with these employees. I want to be a director like he is…he probably thinks I am trying to take his job.”

  “For what it’s worth, my advice on this situation is that you should listen to what he is a saying. I can buy you some Khakis and Polo’s tomorrow when I get home if you like.”

  “No, I am just gonna do what I need to do.”

  “Monti, if you are not going to heed to what he is telling you then you should look for another job so that you can get out of that situation. It is easier to get a job when you are employed. If he is telling you this, he has noticed this for quite some time and wants you to adhere to what he is saying.”

  “I will be ok.”

  “I won’t harp on that one anymore. Anything else happen today?”

  “No, just the same type of day here.” Monti didn’t tell Cameron about Harper because he did not know how he would take it. Though Harper came onto Monti, he did not want anything to come up that would mess up their situation. “What about yours?”