Interracial Romance: Gay Romance: Bound By His Own Desires (MMM Endowed Black Men Bondage Threesome Romance) (A Billionaire's Freedom Book 3)

by Dayna, Bethany

  Rafael suddenly became excellent at both Literature and Mathematics and since then, Rafael's attitude changed. He became more engaged in literature and he was already studying on his own, our discussions had become more animated and perhaps interesting. This was despite the fact that Rafael, with each successive weekend, appeared more stressed and tired. I felt something was wrong. Though, when I confronted him, he said it was all about him trying to improve his grades and prepare for the coming exams.

  One Sunday, in early January, four months after we had started meeting, things seemed different. Rafael looked tired but had an intense energy about him. Rafael seemed to be nervous and flirtatious. Though he looked sad, Rafael kept flashing me with his beautiful smile and, as we were cleaning up, our eyes met for a moment. Rafael's hand would bump against my hand as he took the soapy dishes to rinse them off, as we were standing at the sink washing the dishes.

  The contact made me excited for some reasons. It was very exciting to have Rafael so close to me and I was feeling aroused every time. I rinsed off my hands and turned off the faucet. I looked at Rafael and he looked at me too, I was not able to remove my eyes off of him. For the first time, I saw something in Rafael's eyes, it was beyond that of a student working hard with his tutor. I saw something else, I saw a desire in his eyes, at that tie though, I could not figure it out exactly.

  Out of a sudden, I saw Rafael slowly leaning toward me and kissed me. I did not react, but I only felt an electrifying feeling when our lips pressed against one another. Rafael wrapped his arms around my neck and pulled me nearer to him. We started kissing frantically, with no hesitation as if we forgot the world around us. I started to pull his t-shirt off and feel his warmth and the smoothness of his skin. Rafael raised his arms so that I could pull off his t-shirt completely. Rafael pulled mine off as well then, once again, we started kissing with renewed craziness. Rafael then led me to my own bedroom and began undressing me before he did his. He lay down the bed as he pulled me, sending me on top of him. We kissed wildly and tongued each other in that position.

  Rafael flipped me up until I was laying on my back, then, he quickly moved atop of me to devour my erect dick. He sucked my dick like he was a hungry kid, he pushed my dick into his mouth inch by inch until I felt his warm breath from his nose on my pubic hair. I pulled him up and adjusted our positions until we were in “69” allowing us to suck one another’s dick. Rafael had a dense patch of pubic hair at the base of his dick although his chest was very smooth and had no hairy trace

  As I was sucking his beautiful dick, I used my hands to massage his ass cheeks. I parted the firm ass cheeks so that I could poke his hole with my finger. I felt the soft, warm and spongy like characteristic of his ass and I quickly was overcome by a desire to lick it just as I had tasted his tongue, lips, and dick. The idea of inserting my tongue into his asshole had pushed me even closer to ejaculation. I could already taste the precum from Rafael’s dick as it slowly flowed onto my tongue. I felt that Rafael, too, was about to explode. The two of us kept sucking, and our pace became faster. I was aware I was about to reach climax and just as I was about to spurt, I felt Rafael’s dick became rigid and then the first spurt of his cum hit the back of my mouth then slid down my throat another blast and then a third spurt of cum filled my mouth with his juice that I swallowed repeatedly. I felt my climax too and exploded inside Rafael’s mouth, I felt he was swallowing and gulping it just as I was swallowing his cum. We continue sucking our dicks until we felt tired and our dicks became soft again. I lay beside Rafael and started to kiss him, it was salty as some of our cum was left.

  I kissed him wildly until our dicks became rigid again. I really wanted to taste Rafael’s ass so I made him lie down on his stomach with a thick pillow under him so that I could both taste and see his beautiful pink asshole. He did not disappoint me. His blushing ass hole was almost perfect it was almost completely smooth, I felt it as my tongue moved and swirled around the hole, it opened just enough as my tongue poked into its center. I licked his ass as I listened to Rafael’s encouraging and lusty moans. I decided to loosen in further by inserting my finger into it, then it became two fingers, it was really warm and soft inside and I fucked it using my fingers as Rafael yelled in pain.

  "I want you inside, please, fuck me, now!" With Rafael’s promiscuous permission, I made my dick wet with my saliva, then, I positioned it at his now lubricated, loosened hole. With a slight push, I was able to breach his hole and I was already inside him, I pushed forward until my dick was completely inside him. I started to fuck him, I would push in completely and then almost completely pull out. Over and over I repeated that motion, our bodies slapped into each other with every push I make. Then I pulled out of Rafael and flipped him onto his back. Rafael held his legs and I reinserted my dick in his ass. I fucked him and he moaned and we both rendered ourselves unaware of our surroundings.

  "Oooh, I want to ride on you," panted Rafael. We quickly switched positions and Rafael straddled me. He grabbed my erect dick in his hand to guide it to his hole. Rafael pushed downward until my dick was entirely inside him and then he began pulling up and pushing down on my dick, he never let it loose from his grip. Rafael was jerking himself off as I held onto his hips. His jerking off became faster as his motion on top of me did.

  "Shit!! Shit!! I'm cumming!!" Rafael yelled as he spurted thick white jets of cum from his penis. I felt his juice land on my neck, it was in heavy drops and the sight, sound and feeling of his ejaculation pushed me to my own. I pushed deeply into him and filled his anus with my cum. Very tired, he laid down beside me, we were both gasping of air. I turned to Rafael and kissed him again, I tongued him and sipped his saliva before I decided to stand up.

  "Ahm, I think I should clean myself first," I murmured. Rafael nodded his head.

  When I returned to my bed, I found Rafael was already sleeping. Careful of not disturbing him, I slowly curled around him and covered us both with a thick and warm blanket.

  I woke up the next morning and found that Rafael was no longer beside me. I grabbed a pair of shorts and headed toward the kitchen. I heard Rafael’s voice, talking on the phone.

  "Yes, yes, I am pretty much sure he will let me stay here. He will not be able to say no after what happened last night. I was able to sleep with him just as you suggested."

  I was frozen and speechless, I was shocked by what I heard. I was mad, but more than that, I felt deeply hurt. I couldn't understand why Rafael would behave so unpleasant. Immediately, the look in Rafael’s eyes last night finally made sense. I thought that there had been some desire in his eyes, but I was not sure about it. Rafael had wanted sex to take advantage of the situation and for his own benefits, not because he really wanted to be with me.

  "Okay, I will call you back once I..." abruptly, Rafael stopped speaking when he realized I was there and looking right at him. He gulped and started to speak. "Ahm, I, I -" Rafael could not find the words.

  "Amazing! You must have thought of me as a shallow person." I was trying hard to keep calm despite my feelings of anger. "Rafael, if you ever needed a place to stay, you should have just asked, my house is big, there are plenty of space here, I would have helped you, but doing sex for a stay?." My voice was loud and shaking and it got louder the next minute. "Did you really think I would say no to you if only you have asked? HOW COULD YOU EVER HAVE AN IDEA THAT I WOULD ASK SEX IN EXCHANGE?"I shouted good thing there was no object nearby, or I could have thrown it to him.

  Rafael looked frightened. I bet he had never seen me that angry. He started to cry and I noticed he was struggling to find what to say next.

  "J-J-James, I..I..," his words did not continue.

  "Leave! You need to get out of here. Now. Leave!." I enunciated and emphasized the last words very clearly to him.

  "But, but, I have nowhere to go," Rafael spoke between his tears. "Okay, so my roommates threw me out, I have been sleeping in the library, I have been showering at the gym and the food we ate last night w
as my first real meal in the week. I do not have any penny too. I thought I couldn't afford to pay you for letting me stay and sex was the only way I could think of in exchange so that you would let me stay." Now Rafael broke down completely.

  In that situation, I really knew Rafael was telling the truth. He looked a complete misery. I set aside my own feelings of hurt and walked toward him. When I got near to him, Rafael recoiled as if to avoid a strike and my anger was up again with a vengeance.

  "DAMN! Why would you think I would hit you??" Rafael stared blankly at me, he looked very ashamed by his reaction. "Kindly look. Your exams are around the corner. Raf, you have worked very hard to get into where you are. I am now allowing you to stay here. The basement is fine and you'll have your own shower room and bedroom perhaps. We only have one kitchen so we’ll have to share. We have a lot of foods too. Once your exams are done and you get back from December break, you will have to find a new place to stay to."

  Rafael nodded, he was teary-eyed and looked relieved. "I am so sorry, James."

  "Yeah, I know." I knew I wasn't ready to forgive Rafael, but my anger had started to subside.

  Under normal occasions, I would not mind a fucking session with a stranger and know that the next morning, he does not know my name anymore. Perhaps, it will be more likely that I forgot his as well. And I would not care at all - but to be used by Rafael, a person who I cared about, a person I treated more than just a tutee, he more than just a friend, it had hurt deeply.

  Over the next two weeks, Rafael and I followed a new routine, it was based on avoidance. Living with him in the same space was difficult. I would usually leave very early in the morning. Rafael would usually return very late at night. We talked to each other less frequently. During weekends, Rafael would stay in the library the whole day and read books while I would go about my normal routine. Sometimes, when I would have midnight snack so I was up late and Rafael would come into the kitchen, I would catch him glancing at me, he looked regretful. Although I was aware of what that look was about, I tried to convince myself otherwise. I did not want to invest feelings to him anymore.

  I was older and I should have been more careful, but I couldn’t. Rafael had awakened in me the enemy I had been fighting with since I turned 30's.I have always wondered if I would be able to find the right man to spend my life with or just end up alone? I have always thought that it was Rafael despite the difference in our ages until he betrayed me. As a matter of fact, I had pictured myself with Raf, albeit secretly. Now I think that picture is already broken.

  Rafael’s departure at the mid-December time gave me a great relief. I was able to survive two weeks living with him without breaking down or making a fool out of myself. There had been so many times when I wanted to reach out to Rafael, but I prevented myself doing so. He responded the way I wanted to, but I could no longer trust him. I had thought myself a good judge of character. Yet, I had not been able to see past Rafael’s crude deceitful being.

  I kept remembering that moment at my bedroom in my head and I kept reprimanding myself for not stopping and taking a while to consider why Rafael’s look was not one of complete desire. The pieces of a puzzle, all of it had been there, his tiredness, his initial lack of interest, the extra stress, but I was not able to weave them together. I gave in instead. Yeah, sure, we had an incredible sex and he even ejaculated twice, but how much of those had been because he was with me and not because of the stimulation he was receiving, a stimulation that any dildo or sex toy could provide anyway?

  The month of January came and I would be lying if I said that I did not wonder about Rafael. For a few months, Rafael had been a constant presence in my life, the time had been beautiful but suddenly, it seems like the clock stopped working. During the Valentine's Day, my friends and I, both men and women who were all singles, got together for a delicious meal cooked by our mutual friend and culinary chef, Gabby, at his home, it was followed by a very funny and ridiculous night of criticizing and rating straight, lesbian and gay porn. Since it was bitterly cold outside, we have decided to end the festivities earlier and went home afterward. As I pulled into the garage, I noticed the night sky seemed very dark and the streetlight that was normally so bright in front of my home had been off, adding to the gloomy atmosphere. I tried hard to convince myself that these were indeed the reasons for the way I was feeling and not because I was thinking about Rafael.

  Upon entering the house and removing my shoes and coat, I felt something different. I was concerned so I tiptoed and headed to the kitchen, I was really hoping nothing was wrong. I saw the lamp in the living room was turned on, but I was pretty much sure I turned it off before leaving. I heard a soft music playing and I was able to recognize it immediately, I’m yours by Jason Mraz and again I was sure I turned off my MP3 player before leaving for the gathering. I didn’t know what was happening, I couldn’t explain it to myself until I saw someone sitting on my couch. It took me several seconds before I was able to recover from the shock once I realized who was sitting there. It was Rafael, he was looking directly at me.

  "Woah, what are you doing inside my house?" My voice was harsher than I intended it to be.

  "Because I still have your key, you never asked it back and I really wanted to talk to you," Rafael spoke softly, with his face reddening.

  "Don’t you know we now have a thing called a cellphone and you can use it to communicate with anyone at anywhere in the world?" My voice sounded like an annoyed one.

  "I thought you would not respond if I texted or called you." There was a weary Rafael’s voice.

  "Ah, I see. That was great. Now you have my attention, tell me, I’ll listen,” I answered.

  "Kindly be seated." It felt awkward to be asked to take a seat in my own house. I sat in a monoblock chair, located across from Rafael. He looked up at me. He had beautiful eyes full of emotions. Rafael took a deep breath before resuming. "I have tried many times to knock at your house, but I felt scared. I have been going here since I got back from my Christmas break and I wanted to talk to you but was very scared to do so" Rafael paused briefly to take another breath. Rafael looked at me with his shiny eyes. "James, I am so sorry for what I did. I know there's no excuse for my actions. After you heard me on the phone, I couldn’t forget the look in your eyes. I can't forget your disgust, your anger. If I could then I would do anything to go back to that morning after we had sex. I would have stayed with you, instead of getting out of bed and waited for you to wake up so that I could have told you everything that was bothering me. I could have told you about how my roommates and I had been fighting for weeks, how they bullied me, stole my two months’ rent, destroyed my stuff and threw me out." Rafael was overcome by emotion and could not continue.

  "Okay, but, why did you think that we needed to have sex so that I would allow you to stay here?" I really wanted you to answer this question more than anything.

  Rafael swallowed hard and nodded, he was acknowledging my right to ask the question most of all. "Okay, so, I was desperate. You were already teaching me for free. Aside from that, you were feeding me incredible meals and gave me food to take home with me. Then, you performed a miracle and made me enjoy Literature, it was a subject I hated until I met you. I started getting better grades in Literature than in math. Then how could I ask for more? A classmate I had been partnering with in Science suggested that I should sleep with you so that you would get something in return. I just needed a place where I can stay for a couple of weeks and figured out that I could sleep with you in exchange for sex. That classmate was the guy I was speaking to on the phone when you overheard our conversation."

  "So without regarding my feelings for you, you would just prostitute yourself? That Rafael, you were more than a friend to me. I mean, you must have realized that I really had feelings for you."

  "James, I was aware you had feelings for me. I was counting on that. What I didn’t count on was my own feelings for you, it was also beyond friendship" Rafael had spoken the last sent
ence murmuring.

  "Wait, what?" It made absolutely no sense, I could not believe what I heard.

  "I considered you as my best friend...” Rafael answered.

  "Oooh..." I suddenly did not want to hear any more.

  "... I had nothing left to say, literally. I was aware that what I was doing was wrong, but I persuaded myself that I would somehow make it up to you. I didn't exactly know how. I just had to get through a few weeks and then, over the holidays, with term papers and exam out of the way, I would have time to figure out what to do next. Until..."

  "Until that I overheard you, Raf."

  "Except that you overheard me. James, I am begging you, believe me when I say that I would give anything to go back that morning and change everything. I know I was so stupid that in that instant, I realized I had traded a lifetime with my best friend for two weeks of stay in the loneliest place I’ve ever been. We were in the same house, but you were the world away. You avoided me very much that you would look at me as if I was invisible and you were focusing on the objects behind me. I knew the damage had been done. I gave you no reason to believe me. Then, how could I turn around to tell you all the things I had realized."

  "What are the things that you realized?" Nothing of what Rafael said had been a surprise, though, now I just needed to know the whole story, once and for all, so that I could stop thinking about him.

  "I came to realize that I was just kidding myself when I thought that I could just have sex with you then feel nothing, that being a friend is enough, that I could find a way to undo the damage I was doing, that being in bed with you, in your arms, was the only thing that would matter, that - . that..." Rafael buried his face in his palms.