Dirty little secret [C]

Chapter seven: Surprise

Chris frowned as he caught Ricky staring at him. He sent the shorter man a glare, turning to face him. He hated when people stared at him even if it was his best friend.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing... How's the uh chicken taste?"

"It's fine." Chris muttered. He was hungry. He didn't know why but he just wanted to eat. It was a feeling that sometimes left him. "I... Thank you for cooking." He whispered.

"No problem. If you ever get hungry I can always cook you something."

"Where's Devin?"

"Work."

"Where's he work?"

"Hair salon. That new place that opened, that's his." Ricky shrugged. "What's been up with you. You've been... distant."

"I met someone." Chris whispered.

"Really?!" Ricky squealed making Chris flinch.

"Yes now shut the fuck up. You're loud and I was up late."

"Aw. Where'd you meet him?"

"The website." He muttered.

"Oh so he's a kinky fella huh?"

"Yeah I guess."

"Have you met in person yet?"

"No. But he lives in Scranton. That's a plus."

"Mhm. You need to meet him."

"I know."

"Do it."

"Stop Ricky!" Chris growled.

"No. You've never been this happy." Ricky chuckled. Chris looked down at the half eaten chicken breast. He slowly nodded, closing his eyes.

"I know but what if he doesn't actually like me? What if he just uses me like Gaia?"

"Has he asked for nudes?"

"No."

"How long y'all been talking?"

"Couple weeks."

"He's not a fuck boy. Meet him."

Chris snorted as he covered his mouth. He quietly laughed, earning a glare from Ricky. He calmed down after a good five minutes, shaking his head.

"Of course he's not. He's too goth."

"Fuck you Chris. Goth people can be fuck boys too."

"Name one."

"Ryan."

"True." Chris shrugged. "But he's not that goth."

"His dick is."

"Whose dick?" Ricky smiled as he watched Devin walk into the room.

"Ryan's."

"Hm. I've never seen it." Devin murmured as he gently kissed Ricky. "Maybe one day we should both see it."

"One day. Chris, let me formally introduce you to my boyfriend Devin. Devin, this is the dick I used to let fuck me."

"Hi Chris." Devin giggled. "Oooo. Ricky's chicken! Is there any left?!"

"Yeah." Ricky nodded. Devin scampered to the kitchen, the sound of clattering soon following.

"I'm gonna go. I promised Kuza I'd call him."

"I have a name!" Ricky cheered as Chris slowly left.

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"I'm at Starbucks." Chris chuckled, holding his phone to his ear.

"Hm. You're such a white girl."

"Am not. It's just the closest coffee place to my work."

"So you work near Starbucks. Got it. Gonna find ya."

"Kuza. No."

"I'm not. This isn't 50 shades of grey. I'm not gonna stalk you."

"Promise."

"I swear on my life."

Chris smiled, sitting down. He let out a soft yawn, Kuza chuckling.

"Shut up. I'm tired."

"Go to sleep."

"I can't. I'm on my break and I can sleep when I get home."

"Fair enough. Did you eat today?"

"I went to Ricky's house and he made me chicken. It was pretty good. I just felt... Hungry. I don't know." Chris sighed. "I'm broken or something." He muttered as he sipped his coffee.

"You're not broken." Kuza stated, his tone no longer playful. "Don't ever say something like that again."

"Kuza, I... I wanna meet."

"You sure baby?"

"Y-Yeah."

"This weekend. You can come over if you want. We can... Have a test run if you want."

"I'd like that."

"Good. I'll send you the address and time okay?"

"Okay Kuza."

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