The Mansion of Men

Too many eyes

"Does it ever bother you," Porsche asked. "When that site writes things that are a little too close to reality?"

Sitting at Porsche's dresser, Kinn looked at him in the mirror.

"How do you mean?"

Porsche was naked, in bed with his tablet on his chest as he scrolled through the site.

"There's a story in here about you finding me, out of it, in a hotel room."

Kinn laughed and turned to him.

"I love that story."

"I was coked out of my mind."

"You were also a rich, spoiled brat who ran away from my care," Kinn said, running his hand through his hair. "I believe I was the bodyguard in that scenario."

"That's not the point."

"What's the point, then?"

Kinn got up, crawling on the bed till he was above Porsche.

"It says here that I grabbed your crotch and proceeded to remind you of all the times you wanted to fuck me." Porsche dropped the phone. "That doesn't bug you?"

"It's a story."

"That's almost what happened between us."

Kinn gasped.

"Are you saying the writer can read our minds?" he asked, feigning shock.

Porsche rolled his eyes.

"I'm saying that there are too many cameras everywhere."

"There were no cameras in that room."

"Are we sure? Because once or twice, would be a coincidence. But this site seems to know intimate details. Repeatedly."

"Or..." Kinn said, sitting on Porsche. "Maybe the writer has seen how we are in public and deduced most of what we do in private."

"Isn't that still creepy?"

Kinn looked at him like he was crazy.

"Porsche, you try to fuck me everywhere."

"Hey," Porsche said, smacking him on the stomach. "You try to fuck me anywhere, too."

"Because I love you."

He leaned down dropped a peck on Porsche's lips, as Porsche stared off, still deep in thought.

"I'm pulling back on cameras in this place."

"You can't do that."

Porsche frowned at him, the rolled them over till he was the one on top.

"Honey," he said, smiling at Kinn. "My love, this is my mansion." He leaned in for a kiss. "I can do whatever the fuck I want. When you get back to yours, you can put CCTV in every single bathroom, if you like."

Giggling like a teenager, Kinn grabbed him by the neck, pulled him down and kissed him back.