"Hey, babe," Chris heard Darren's slightly panicky voice from the living room. "What are you doing home already?"

"Lulu and I had another idea for tonight and I was feeling so guilty for leaving you here all alone that I thought I'd come to check on you before we go," Mia replied.

How generous.

"Oh, so... You're not gonna come home for the night?"

"No, I, uh... I think I'll just sleep at Lulu's. We're gonna be out pretty late and I don't wanna wake you up in the middle of the night."

Darren chuckled. "Okay. Well, uh... I'll see you tomorrow, then. Have a great time, tell Lulu I said hi."

Chris couldn't see Mia's face but as he heard her voice he knew he wasn't gonna be at all comfortable with what was coming up next.

"Not so fast, mister," Mia laughed softly. "I wanted to say a proper goodbye."

Chris heard a zipper opening. Great.

"Wh-What about Lulu? Isn't she waiting for you to go already?"

"Lulu can wait," Mia whispered. Chris wasn't sure why he was nearly holding his breath to hear them better when in reality he didn't actually wanna hear anything.

"No, uh, you should go. You haven't been spending that much time together lately and... I know you miss her."

"That is so sweet of you, babe, but something down here... Tells me a quite different story."

Damn it, Darren. How long do those frigging boners last?

"So, why don't you just shut up and fuck me."

Oh, wow. Straight to the point.

Darren chuckled again, clearly not knowing what else to do. Chris closed his eyes and shook his head. Darren was acting way too strange — if that was even possible for him.

"Why are you so tense? Did I come back at a bad time or something?"

Your words, not mine.

Suddenly she gasped. "Were you jerking off? Is that why your shirt is backward?"

OH, COME ON, DARREN.

The chuckle Darren let out, was a mixture of panic and relief. "Yeah, well, uh... I was only just starting."

"You were, huh?" Mia's voice was seductive and soft. Chris could hear her hand slowly caressing Darren's chest under the shirt. "That's actually pretty hot."

It is not. Just leave, lady!

"Oh, yeah?"

Suddenly Chris realized that even though this was exactly what he'd been thinking that was going to happen the whole time, he wasn't actually ready for the experience. But right now, as he laid under the double bed of the Criss Mansion, he literally had no other choice than to suffer the consequences of his punishable actions.

"Yeah." Mia was starting to sound heated.

After a brief silence, the only things Chris was able to hear were soft moans between moist, zealous kisses. He kept his eyes closed, trying his best to keep himself distracted from imagining what was going on in the room next door.

Chris startled as he heard a belt thudding against the floor. The noises in the living room grew stronger, and it was impossible to ignore them anymore.

The kissing continued and soon he heard other garments dropping on the floor as well.

This is crazy, Chris thought to himself. How can one even get himself in a situation like this?

He heard giggling, then a sound of someone falling on the couch.

"I want you," Mia groaned.

Chris shook his head in revulsion. Nope. This was not what he'd signed up for.

The moaning went on for quite a while after that. Chris lay under the bed, his eyes closed and his breathing intermittent and raspy. He was trying to get out of his head, he really wanted to, but he couldn't. Being there, hiding, made him feel dirty and all he wanted was to get up and leave. But he couldn't do that either. Not to Darren, not to Mia. Definitely not to himself.

Listening to the sounds of pleasure and heat coming from the next room were getting him aroused. Blood was rushing to his cock, and his mind was filling with thoughts he would rather really not have. He wanted to cry, the whole situation was making him uncomfortable and overly emotional. There was nothing right about any of it and he just wanted it to be over. He wanted to wake up and realize that it had all just been a bizarre, grisly dream, a nightmare. But it wasn't.

Chris sighed. There was no one else for him to blame for what was happening than himself. He had no one else to be mad at. He had known it from the very beginning that getting involved with an engaged guy would only bring trouble. He had known it but still for some reason chosen to ignore it.

So, maybe he did deserve this. Maybe this was his punishment. Maybe this was karma.

Darren's soft groan woke him back to reality. "Oh, I'm gonna cum."

Chris bit his lip so hard it bled. Hearing Darren's low cries of pleasure made him so hard the only way to keep himself in control was to cause enough pain to forget about his urge to ejaculate.

When Darren had finally come, Chris' whole mouth tasted like blood. His crotch was huge but at least now he could finally calm down.

"I love you," he suddenly heard Mia's gentle whisper.

Darren didn't answer right away. For a few seconds, Chris was sure he wasn't going to say anything.

"I love you, too."

The good thing was, his erection was finally going down.

"I should probably get going," Mia said after a while. "But I'll see you at noon tomorrow."

"Yes, at the bar," Darren replied, jovial. "I remember."

"Good."

Chris listened how the two got dressed and then walked to the front door. After a deep kiss, he heard the door opening.

"Bye," Mia said softly.

"Bye."

Chris rolled his eyes. Gross.

The front door was pushed closed and soon footsteps approached the bedroom. The door cracked open.

"Chris?"

Chris crawled off under the bed and got up, patting the dust on his pants. He didn't say anything, he didn't even look at Darren, who was standing on the doorway, looking like nothing had happened only minutes before.

"H-Hey, where are you going?" Darren's voice was abashed.

Chris closed his eyes again as he walked past him, straight to the living room.

"Chris, stop!"

Chris took a deep breath and without saying a word, turned around. Darren was staring at him with a genuinely worried look on his face. His hazel eyes were filled with woe.

"Please, don't go."