The Taste Of Rebound Love

Part 8

Felix pulled the blanket out of Jack's grip, leaning down over him to kiss his bare shoulder.  Jack reached up to pull his shirt over his head to allow Felix easier access... when the house phone started ringing.  Felix ignored the sound, sitting up to pull his shirt up over his head.  Only while he was doing that, Jack bolted swiftly off the bed.  Felix dropped his shirt to the bed, taking in Jack's sudden change of heart.  Jack had his back pressed against the wall, his arms still in the sleeves of his removed shirt, his opened pants hanging slightly off his narrow hips... threatening to fall.  However, it was Jack's face that had his full attention.  Felix couldn't see his eyes through the curtain of his soft green bangs... but his head was hung in a way that Felix could only classify as shame.  Jack's voice sounded scared and distant as he told Felix nervously.  "You should get that one".  Felix crawled off the bed approaching Jack, reaching out to cup the side of his face comfortingly.  Jack turned his head away from the touch, but was frozen to the spot.  Nodding to himself, Felix moved away toward the hall.  He didn't quite understand what had happened.  Jack had seemed so into it a second ago... and now he was suddenly so against it.  Sighing heavily, Felix left the room to answer the ringing phone. 

Jack stood frozen until he knew Felix had left.  Then slid down the wall to sit on the floor.  He liked Felix and they way he had touched him... but he couldn't help shake this feeling like it was too soon.  He didn't want to feel so desperate to be touched.  The pressure to make a choice about whether to have sex or not was crushing him... What if Felix just wanted an attractive sex toy?  How long did you have to really know someone before having sex with them?  Jack covered his face in his shaking hands.  If the house phone hadn't been ringing so loudly... would he have motivated himself to get away from Felix?  What would he say to him when he comes back?  Running a hand through his hair, Jack dropping his forehead to his pulled up knees.  Would Felix kick him out if he said 'no'?  Would he understand?  He felt like he needed more time... but Felix would be back any second.  Feeling like the bedroom was a hot zone, Jack climbed to his feet and quietly left the room to see Felix.  He hoped by leaving the bedroom that Felix would get the hint that he wasn't ready yet... only when he entered the hall, he stopped when he heard Felix mention his name.

Felix picked up the house phone, bitterly asking the person on the other end.  "Hello"?  At the sound of Mark's powerful voice, Felix leaned back against wall.  "Felix? Put Jack on".  Felix snorted softly into the receiver, telling Mark smugly.  "He's busy, but I'll take a message".  Mark's voice dropped into a darker commanding tone, when he snapped back.  "Felix! Put him on goddammit! You can't keep him from me like this"!  Felix huffed sarcastically, spitting back into the phone.  "As his friend, I have EVERY right to! You shut HIM out remember? What makes you think he wants to talk to you"?  Felix had to move the phone away from him ear as Mark shouted into the phone.  "Then let me hear it from HIM, Felix"!  Felix rolled his eyes and mumbled back to him.  "What makes you think I'm keeping him from you, Mark"?  Mark's voice lowered only slightly, when he snapped accusingly back.  "I know you, Felix. You did the same thing with me and my dates! Now PLEASE, put Jack on! Don't include him in whatever this is"!  Sighed heavily, Felix dropped the phone to his shoulder, thinking about how he wanted to play this out.  Until he finally lifted the phone back to his ear saying casually.  "I won't give you Jack. You'll only upset him right now... but I'm hosting a livestream in December. If you still feel the need to see him, then you better be there".  Felix didn't wait to hear Mark's response as he ended the call.  Dropping the phone to the table, Felix turned to head back for the bedroom... Only to stiffen upon seeing Jack.

Jack pointed to the phone, his voice coming out a little shaky when he asked Felix hesitantly.  "Was that Mark"?  Felix glanced back at the phone nervously, and Jack guessed he was trying to come up with something on the fly.  So, pulling his shirt back over his head, Jack asked a little sternly.  "Don't bother lying to me, Felix! You better tell me what's going on, or I'm gone"!  Felix raised his hands in surrender, before gently telling Jack.  "Ok. You want the truth? Mark used to be my boyfriend. Before Amy, before you... We met through our early days of youtube. We pulled out all the stops to keep our relationship under wraps... but as you've seen... Mark's heart is fickle. He hasn't decided if he's in or out of the closet. He thinks being gay will ruin his career. So when we were getting too serious, he broke it off. He shut me out, just like he did with you. Only he kept coming back every few weeks for a casual one night stand. Then when I tried to move on completely... I found you".  Jack took a step back as Felix took a step closer to him lowering his hands.  His voice becoming softer as he continued to tell Jack.  "Mark obviously took notice... got jealous and got to you before I could. Then like he does best, he gets you all hot and bothered... only to leave you for Amy when things started to get too strong between you two. And now that you have taken up an interest in me, Mark is once again jealous and out to save you from me".  Curious, Jack asked Felix hesitantly.  "Why is he trying to save me from you"?  Felix took a deep breath, then answered honestly.  "Because just like you I'm hurting... and for once... I want him to know how that feels".  To Be Continued...