Cortez

Jacob thrust into Cortez, clenching his teeth as he moaned, his eyes rolling back. Cortez clenched the sheets, writhing beneath him wantonly.

"Fuck, baby, you feel so good." Jacob praised, pulling out and plunging back in, his sac slapping against Cortez's ass.

Pleasure rippled through his body, sending him soaring so high that it felt like his soul left his body and came back. Jacob fucked Cortez so good, he wept.

"What's wrong?" He cupped Cortez's cheek, kissing his forehead.

Cortez looked at him, with tears running down the sides of his face. He took his free hand and laced it through Jacob's fingers, kissing them. "I love you so much."

Warmth flooded his eyes, "I love you, too."

"Do you mean it?" Cortez asked, desperately clinging to hope that this was all a nightmare or a misunderstanding on his part, and Jacob still had eyes for only him. That his heart still belonged to him.

His answer was to thrust deeply into his quivering ass. Cortez cried out, his eyes fluttering closed. Jacob knew how to get under his skin.

"This is how I feel about you," He whispered, pounding into Cortez like his life depended on it. "You know I love you, Cortez."

Cortez panted, whimpering as Jacob struck a sensitive spot inside, sending shockwaves of pleasure throughout his body. His toes curled, and he clutched at Jacob's arms that flanked his head, pressing into the mattress.

His orgasm came, exploding within him, sending hot strings of semen shooting out of his cock and onto Jacob's chest. Jacob groaned, pounding into his lover violently, shuddering his release with parted lips and a silent gasp.

Cortez quivered in the aftermath, sighing in delight as he felt Jacob's cock twitch inside my ass. It made Cortez feel like Jacob owned him, and he was indefinitely his.

Cortez kissed Jacob's arm and opened his eyes. Jacob stared down at him with an unreadable expression, pulling out ever so gently, Cortez's ass stinging as he did.

He collapsed beside him, taking him in his arms. Cortez kissed Jacob's shoulder, drawing my finger down the curve of it.

"You hurt me today, Jacob." He said, staring at his creamy skin.

Jacob stiffened slightly. "I didn't mean to."

Cortez tilted his head back to study Jacob's face. "Jacob, it's our anniversary. You lied to me first thing this morning, knowing we celebrated every year. You knew how much this meant to me."

Jacob sighed, rubbing his face with a hand as he held Cortez with the other. "Cortez-"

"Don't Cortez me," Cortez narrowed his eyes at him, shoving him away and sitting up. His hair spilled over his shoulders as he regarded him with anger. "Are you being completely honest with me, Jacob? Please don't take me for a fool. Don't insult me so.”

He rose to face Cortez, reaching out to touch him, but Cortez jerked away, glaring at him. "Don't do this, baby." He pleaded.

"Do what? Ask you why you're lying to me?" Cortez crossed his arms over his chest.

"I just...I just lost track of time." He said lamely.

This man thought Cortez was a stupid ass. "It's okay, Jacob. If you say so. I'm going to take a shower," He pivoted out of bed, and Jacob followed him. Cortez spun to face him. "What?"

"Can I join you?" He asked, looking contrite.

"I want to be alone." Cortez gritted out, anger sparking inside his chest.

"I can wash your hair. Please, baby. Don't shut me out. I'm sorry I hurt you. I won't ever lie to you again." He was in front of Cortez, sliding his arms around his slim waist. He kissed his throat, and Cortez shuddered.

"Jacob, no." He said weakly.

"I can also wash down there. Just how you like it." He trailed kisses down Cortez's shoulders.

He had Cortez wrapped around his finger, and that's not good. "Okay," He gave in, tangling his fingers in Jacob's hair. "You better wash me out good, because I wanna be filled again."

Cortez felt his triumphant grin against his skin.

After washing up, they got dressed to spend the rest of the day together. There was a festival for couples this afternoon that they decided to attend. Right in the center of the city was an amusement park. About a block down was a lake with an arched bridge going over it, that led to a massive square where dozens of tents were pitched, flooded with vendors and couples participating in games and buying merchandise and souvenirs.

Jacob drove them there and parked along the border of the square. They held hands as they maneuvered through the crowd, glancing about and enjoying the festivities. After playing several games and winning a handful of prizes, which were mostly stuffed toys, Jacob excused himself to go to the restroom.

"I'll be right back, babe," he said. He kissed Cortez on the forehead and disappeared in the sea of people.

"I'll place these in the car and meet you back here," Cortez yelled after his retreating figure, clutching the animals tighter.

Maneuvering through the crowded area, he finally made it to the sleek, black vehicle, depositing the soft animals on the backseat, smiling at the memory of Jacob doing his best to make it up to him by winning the majority of the games he played. He was always a show-off. Cortez returned to the spot where Jacob left him, patiently awaiting his return. A few passers-by accidentally bumped into him, prompting him to scoot to the side, beside a gathering of bushes that bordered the square.

He bit his lips as he stood there for almost thirty minutes, the crowd now smaller than it was when he first got here. They were probably gathering at the nearby park to watch the fireworks. Alarm gripped him, and he took out his phone and dialed Jacob's number, feeling his heart beat rapidly. It rang until it went to voicemail. Cortez exhaled, taking off in the direction Jacob went. On the way, he found a large map of the area, showing where the restrooms were, and took swift strides to get there. The area was sparsely populated at this point in time. One or two persons emerged from the female's side, bidding him goodnight as they passed, sharing giggles.

Cortez frowned and strode into the men's restroom, halting when he heard muffled sounds from one of the cubicles in the far corner. The room was quiet, save for the sound of flesh slapping against flesh, and that's most definitely a muffled cry he heard. There wasn't anyone else in the restroom except for the people in the last stall, far down, who were obviously having sex. His eyes darted to the ground, palms sweaty and throat raw with emotion as he recognized the loafers as Jacob's and another pair of shoes on feet that were spread wide apart, skidding ever so slightly across the tiled floor as Jacob evidently pounded into him.

Cortez ground his teeth, his vision going blurry with tears of anger and hurt. How could he!? And in a public fucking restroom!?

"Fuck, you're so tight!" Jacob hissed, followed by smacking sounds.

Cortez's heart sank, and he fought the urge to vomit.

"Oh, Jacob, don't stop!" The familiar voice cried, causing Cortez to see red. It's that damn man from the cafe!

"I'm coming, baby," Jacob groaned, the slapping sounds quickening as he chased his release. They both moaned in eruption, stabbing Cortez a million times in the chest with hurt and anger.

Why am I still here? Cortez thought. Just walk out, Cortez, you shouldn't put yourself through this. No. He wanted Jacob to see that he knew. If he walked out now, he would just continue with his string of lies and deception. Cortez slowly went over three cubicles down from theirs and stood, awaiting them to emerge. They were so preoccupied, they didn't even notice that they weren't alone. Cortez clenched my fists, wanting to strike something.

"Can I see you later tonight? You always leave so quickly," Cameron whined.

"Not now, babe. My cousin is out there waiting for me. I chauffeured him and his girlfriend here tonight. I bet he's going crazy looking for me. How about breakfast tomorrow?" Jacob lied through the skin of his teeth. 

Seemingly pacified by this, the sound of him kissing Jacob resounded through the air. "Alright then. It's a blessing to see your handsome face early in the morning."

Jacob chuckled, sliding the latch of the cubicle door across, causing them both to stumble out as he pushed Cameron backwards with a passionate kiss. Cortez's eyes burned with unshed tears, his heart rippled with jealousy, and throbbed with agony. Jacob devoured his mouth.

Cameron was the first to spot Cortez, his eyes flying open with surprise. He gently nudged Jacob away, who chased his lips like a starved animal would to a slab of meat.

Jacob, slow on the uptake, froze when he followed Cameron's gaze. His face was drained of all its color. Cortez glowered at them both, "I thought you both were about to start round two. Or did I step in at round three, seeing how you've been gone for quite a while?"

"Babe...how did you...I..how long have you been standing there?" He fumbled, shoving Cameron away.

Cameron's brows drew together, snapping confused and hurt eyes on Jacob, "What do you mean by babe?"

"I'm his boyfriend," Cortez stated, crossing his arms over his chest, pinning him with a glare.

"Excuse me!?" He returned the glare. "As far as I'm concerned, I'm his boyfriend. We've been dating for eight months now. He's even met my family."

"What?" Cortez recoiled as if burned. Anger surged within him, raw and feral.

Jacob took tentative steps towards him, "Cortez, babe. It's not what it looks like. I know I fucked up. It was a mistake. He doesn't make my heart swell with love like you do."

"You're so fucking full of yourself, Jacob," Cortez spat, tears filling his eyes as his emotions skyrocketed. "We're done."

He spun on his heel and stormed out of the restroom, fighting back tears. His heart felt crushed. After having sex with him just hours before, he decided to go and fuck another guy afterwards. Did he mean anything to him at all? Cortez sniffed and power-walked to his car, slamming the door shut. He gripped the steering wheel and tried to control his erratic breaths, biting back a sob.

He caught movement on the right side of the car, immediately locking the doors when Jacob's face came into view through the window.

"Go away!" Cortez snarled.

"Cortez, please. Talk to me. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. Open the door and let's talk this out." He leaned against the glass with imploring eyes.

"Fuck you," Cortez sobbed with trembling lips. "I gave everything to you! My heart, my first time, everything!"

"Cortez-" He began.

"Go to hell, Jacob. You and your fucking call boy. I hope he gives you hell just like you did to me. Now get off my car before I run your fuck ass over!" Cortez screamed angrily.

He pressed the engine to life and revved it up, forcing Jacob to move away. He shifted the car into drive, thankful that the car in front of him was now gone so he could make a speedy escape. He ate up the asphalt as he sped down the street with tears streaming down his face, the ache in his chest so excruciating, he thought I would've died from a heart attack.