36: Dilemma

Kay / Marc

Marc didn´t know what to answer; Kay's confession left him speechless. After a few minutes, he was able to react.

"Let's talk about it, Kay." He said. "For a moment I thought you would tell me that you wanted to break up ..." He finished in a whisper.

"What do you say?" Kay looked at him, not believing what he was hearing. "Never ... I'm clear that I love you and that I want to be with you, Marc." "I know that my behavior hasn´t been good enough, but it was because I didn´t know how to tell you, but even more because I didn´t know how you were going to react ..." he concluded, approaching him.

Both men hugged each other tightly. Marc felt great relief at knowing himself loved; however, Kay's desire to be a father was not yet clear. So he began to bombard him with a series of questions:

"Are you sure?", "Have you thought about when and how you want to do it?", "A surrogate mother ...?"

Kay stared at him before replying, "It wouldn´t be like this, and that's what I want to talk to you about." "You know Emma and I have forged a good friendship since a few months; she is single and she has the desire to be a mother, so when I talked to her, she proposed to me; I think she could be the mother of my son." He concluded, looking at him impatiently.

"Marc? What do you think? "Kay urged him back, as Marc stiffened.

"Emma, really?" It was all he could say. He didn´t like that at all.

Despite knowing perfectly well that Kay didn´t like women at all, he knew, from a good source that Emma was always attracted by Kay. Once, he walked behind her and a friend of hers, when he heard Emma saying, "I assure you that he's gay because he doesn´t know me ... if he did, he would change his mind ..." - while both women laughed and entering to the dressing rooms. At the time it seemed funny, but today after what Kay had revealed this idea seemed unflattering.

Slowly he got up and headed upstairs. "Can we talk later? I want to bathe. "And without saying anything else he went up.

"It didn´t make sense; He understood somehow that Kay wanted to have a child, but include Emma in this made it difficult to understand."

Kay sat in the living room and covered his face with both hands as he thought about what had just happened. "I had to admit that he had taken it better than he had imagined; but when he explained that he had thought of Emma, Marc had changed his countenance completely." He thought oddly. He knew Marc didn´t really like Emma, but he didn´t understand his reaction.

Half an hour later, Kay went into the bedroom, the lights were off, but thanks to the light that filtered through the window, he could see the silhouette of Marc lying on his back. Without speaking, Kay lay down beside him. "Marc, what do you think?" He whispered in his ear.

Even though Kay knew that Marc was awake, he didn´t answer; insisting again he approached him by leaning on one elbow and began to give him brief kisses on his temple. "Marc ..." he said his name as he continued to cover him with soft kisses to his lips. "Marc..." he repeated laughing again and trying to make him smile without success.

As he ignored him, Kay grabbed his hand and carried him to his hard crotch; "Marc ... aren't you going to answer me?" -He asked playfully-. Marc turned to look at him and smiled even though he didn´t want to. "Kay had the ability to make him smile," he admitted reluctantly.

Kay continued with his game and carefully separated his thighs, then lowered the underpants to leave his naked sex within reach of his caresses. He ran a finger over the glans and heard him moan. Kay lowered his head as he smiled and Marc's body tensed, anticipating that first touch.

It was like receiving an electric shock when Kay's tongue finally passed through his glans until he covered him with kisses; his whole body shook in response to his touch. It didn´t matter if they had relationships every month or every three days, the sensations that Kay awakened to him were always just as intense.

Kay played with that sensitive spot over and over again, moving in circles around him and sucking it gently. The desire that Marc felt spread like fire to the other parts of his body. Whenever Kay's tongue caressed him, he made him trembled, brought him closer to the climax until he couldn´t gasp for air.

Suddenly Kay moved and began to leave a moist trail with his tongue until it rose to his lips, where he kissed him with an unrestrained hunger. "Your taste is so fucking addictive that I could taste you like that all night long," he said with a small grunt. Marc, by way of protest, could only emit a few docile gasps.

As Kay sucked his penis again with more dedication, Marc exploded and collapsed completely. The palms of his hands gave in and suddenly Marc found himself lying on his back against the mattress. Then Kay stood over him with a dangerously seductive expression on his face.

He unbuttoned his pants and placed both Marc's legs on his shoulders to draw him closer to him, pulled out his penis and began to lubricate it with his own fluids gradually introduced himself into him; softly and slowly at first until he got as deep inside as possible. Even in the gloom, he could feel Marc staring at him, moaning as he lunged at him.

Hearing Marc gasping, he knew that an orgasm was beginning to form again, he withdrew and put his hand around his cock; Kay began to masturbate until he ejaculated on him. His eyes were closed and he could feel his face with the same signs of tension and rigidity that had invaded Marc almost all over his body like an expression of agony. But then he opened them and they glowed with satisfaction. Semen glowed in the light that filtered through the window. Kay sighed as the last spurt came from his erect penis and slowly receded just a step to get up. He returned a few seconds later with a damp cloth and carefully wiped the fluids from Marc's skin. When he finished, he leaned forward and hugged him.

So they stayed, still and hugging each other. "Never doubt how much I love you," Kay whispered into his ear, as he didn´t stop hugging him.

Marc didn´t have the strength to answer him, so he just hugged him and kissed him on the neck. His love for Kay consumed him completely. In a few minutes, they both fell asleep.

The light began to seep through the window and Kay woke up. He looked at his left side and saw Marc; in the center of his back he could see that tattoo in the form of a heart in flames that he liked so much; he got closer and kissed him right there. He let him sleep as he got up and dressed. He went downstairs and began to prepare breakfast; almost an hour later he heard Marc enter the kitchen. He had already bathed and was dressed in his police uniform. "He looked fucking attractive," Kay admitted as he walked up to him.

"Morning sleepyhead! I think you overslept, didn´t you?" -He kissed him quickly on the lips-.

"It´s your fault," he said, trying to be serious, but he couldn´t. "I have to go, I'm late for the station."

"That's why I went down to prepared breakfast; eat something quick before you go, "Kay said.

Marc looked at him and nodded; even after a year, Kay still had those kinds of details and Marc valued them a lot. While they were having breakfast he watched Kay read the newspaper. Despite being able to do it on the IPad, Kay preferred to have it on paper. He always said that reading was one of his greatest hobbies and he had to do it like old people, that is, in a newspaper or a real book and not an electronic one. In spite of being quite innovative in many ways, everything that had a relation with the reading preferred to do it like the people of the old guard.

They finished breakfast and Marc said goodbye with a light kiss. "See you at night ..." "What will you do on your day off, pussy?" He said using that affectionate appellation they used to use.

"I agreed to go for lunch with Emma," he replied, watching his reaction. At that moment Kay noticed as Marc stiffened at his response.

Trying to hide his displeasure, he nodded. "See you" -when he turned around he took the car keys and left.

Kay sat at the table, finishing the tea and thinking that they would have to talk about it.

For the rest of the day, Marc couldn´t concentrate on his work as he should since he couldn´t get the subject of Kay's paternity out of his mind; thus, he decided to send Kay a WhatsApp. He didn´t know why, but he felt threatened by that woman.

Sitting at the table at Sophia's - one of his favorite restaurants - he waited for Emma to arrive. They had agreed to meet to talk about the possibility having a baby; when he heard the beep of his phone, he took it out and began to read: "I love you pussy, thank you for a wonderful night." Kay smiled, and just as he was about to answer the message, he felt hands that covered his eyes and heard a voice that said to him: "Hello handsome guess who I am ..."

Kay got up from the table to greet her, and they sat down to chat. The waiter arrived and offered something to drink while Emma kept talking. "That was her, like a whirlwind," Kay thought, as he laughed at the occurrences she told him. The next two hours while Emma was talking, Kay listened and laughed. He really had a good time with that woman. Although it was true that he was not at all attracted physically by her, there was something in her way that pleased him enough. He saw her as a funny girl and a possible future mother for his baby.

"Well?" "Have you talked to Marc at last?" She asked anxiously.

"Yes, I did and he supports me in my decision to be a father," he replied with a smile.

"Well, I'm glad that he supports you; then, shall we?" She asked excitedly.

Kay smiled ... "The reality was that while Marc supported him with the idea of being a father, he was not at all pleased when he mentioned Emma's name." He thought without answering.

"Kay? Will we do it?" -Insisted-.

"Yes, I want to. In truth, I wish with all my heart to have a son, "he confessed.

"Perfect!" - She smiled and half-jokingly said: "I cannot wait to start practicing ..."

Kay looked at her earnestly. "It's a joke, isn´t it?"

Changing her face, she replied: "The truth is that I have thought about it and about insemination I don´t think it's a good idea ..." "you wouldn´t be cheating Marc with me since I am neither a competition nor a relationship." "Don´t answer anything now, just think about it ... please," she finished looking at him.

Kay felt the blood go up in his face, he never thought she'd come up with something like that. Even if he had wanted to, he wouldn´t have been able to answer Emma. She had simply left him speechless.

Quickly she got up and gave him a brief kiss, then left.

He left the restaurant and went to the car. Before he starts the engine, he checked his phone and remembered Marc's message ... with the chat, he had forgotten to answer; so he decided to dial him, but after three rings he sent it straight to the mailbox. "Scheiße! ... I hope he hasn´t bothered," he thought as he drove home.

Marc was looking at the phone ... Kay had seen the message but hadn´t answered. At that moment, Kay called him but he wasn´t in the mood to talk to him. "I need to control these irrational jealousies," he said as he remembered Emma's words. "He didn´t like the way things were going," he decided.