Master, Master {ManxMan} {BDSM}

Chapter Ten

Sure, it was probably sex at first, I mean, David looks absolutely fuckable.  I can easily picture him in bed. It has become something more now, though, now that I actually got to know him. And unlike Christian who just became my best friend after I got to know him, David is becoming something deeper. It's different with him than it was or is with Christian, I feel connected to David in a way I can't quite describe because I don't even understand it completely.

"You're right," I start. Christian finally looks at me and opens his mouth to say something but I continue, "I never put this much effort into just anyone. But Dave isn't just anyone, Christian, he's different. I feel something towards him than anyone else. It's more than just sex, it's deeper than that."

It's quiet for a while before Christian sighs and drops his eyes. At first I wonder if my admission upsets him, but I see a smile playing on his lips that tells me he's happy for me.

"Then you better not fuck it up." I open my mouth to object but he finally looks at me with a firm glare on his features. "I know you, Jason, so don't even try to bullshit me."

I roll my eyes and flip him off before I pick up my phone to continue making a playlist for David. While doing so I mutter under my breath, "I hate you."

Out of the corner of my eyes I see Christian smile as he gets on his own phone. "I love you too, bro."

From then on we're quiet as I make the playlist while I wait for five when I can leave to pick up David from work for our date. Christian just takes the time to play with my cat and I realize he's probably going to come over more often just to play with the fluffy kitten. He's going to use me just for my cat. I'm not sure how I should feel about that but I find it amusing.

"So where are you taking David?" Christian asks curiously while he showers Ozzy in kisses. The fluff ball doesn't look pleased to be slobbered on, but then again cats in general look like pretty pissed off creatures so for all I know he loves it.

"The movies, he's a pretty big movie nerd so I thought it would be fitting," I explain. Christian nods but doesn't reply in favor of pissing my cat off even more by play fighting him then kissing on him. There's something odd about watching a grown man, nearing six feet, play with a small animal no bigger than the man's hand. It's comical and oddly sweet at the same time, especially since Christian is an overly brooding person so seeing him let loose to play with a cat is pretty shocking.

I smile slightly at that and return my attention to my phone and compiling the playlist.

Already the playlist has close to three hundred songs in it from metal to instrumental music, and now that I realize this I wonder if it's too much. Maybe I should consolidate it into ten or fifteen songs, that's about how many there are on most CDs.

I put so much thought into this that I don't even realize it's ten past five until Christian pokes me. "Weren't you supposed to be picking David up by now?"

My eyes immediately move to the time on the upper right hand corner of my phone and my heart stops.  "Shit."

I gather all my stuff in a rush, shoving my wallet and phone in my pocket, running a hand through my messy hair, then I look around in alarm.

"Where are my keys?" I ask Christian frantically as I look on the coffee table, the floor, the couch cushions, until Christian clears his throat.

"Jason, hand." I look at him in confusion until he points to my left hand and embarrassment washes over me when I see my keys in my hands.

"Shut up," I mutter before Christian can begin laughing. He nods, shaking with laughter as he gives me a thumbs up. "Make sure you put the alarm on when you leave. If you leave."