Caspian
I never thought that being in the closet would be this enjoyable. Yeah, it was pitch black inside, but it wasn't so bad. I was sitting on top of a comfortable blanket, or so I presumed. It was either that or a dead animal, and I sure hope it wasn't the latter. I loved animals, just not in that way, of course.
My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of the door creaking open, followed by hasty steps sounding in a fierce march into the bedroom. My heartbeat quickened exponentially as the footsteps neared the closet door, but immediately cooled down after they kept walking past me. Their voices were different as they spoke. Two people, I thought. How peculiar. I thought that Valen told me she only had one parent. Unless…?
"Wait- not now…" a soft, tenor voice, who I presumed to be Valen's father, breathed heavily.
It took all of my effort to conceal my snicker. Oh my, were they going to do that, right now? My curiosity was piqued. I had thought Valen's father was a reserved man, but perhaps I have been mistaken. Maybe this man was a little hoe after all.
My racing mind was put to a halt as I heard rustling coming from what seemed like the double bed I noticed upon entering the room minutes earlier. I couldn't hear much from the great distance I was from the pair, but I was pretty sure I could hear the faint sound of lips smacking combined with soft moans and murmurs. God, they must be going all the way in right now.
Pop!
Crap.
My lower spring was almost instant- the chorus of pleasure-making blessed my eardrums, so my cock just had to grow as hard as a rock. It just had to. I leaned closer towards the sliding door, my ear pressed directly against the edge of the wood. The moans and screams coming from the bedroom were translating into soft, almost hushed sighs and whispers. I couldn't be too sure, however.
Either way, my boner was stretching the fly of my dark-wash jeans, my junk begging to be released. Christ, I was getting off to two middle-aged men have sex, what the fuck was wrong with me?
"Nnghhh~ Nathaniel, I—" Valen's father's voice was cut off by another deep thrust that squelched abruptly.
Another thrust in, and my breath hitched. I held it for so damn long that you'd be surprised that I hadn't fainted from the abundance of carbon dioxide. The sounds were so…
Fuck, I'm too horny for my own good. I should be disgusted, terrified even. These actions were things that I wasn't meant to see, never, ever meant to witness, it should've remained that way. I just had to be right here, in their closet, jerking off to this girl I've never met before's father and his daddy dom boyfriend.
"Good boy, taking it so well…" The other voice, I assumed was his boyfriend's, murmured.
What the hell…? What on earth was that majestic, sexy voice I just heard escape his lips right now? How did Valen's father bag such a specimen of a human being? He must've had an amazing personality, that's for sure. If I was of similar age to his, I would definitely go and try to take that man for myself. Though, that sounds a bit odd when I think about it.
He was likely at least 20 years older than me in appearance, if older. I'm a messed up fuck if I wanted to ride on some random ass man's dick just because another man was enjoying it.
The first few minutes of the pleasure-making were well worth witnessing, but then as the minutes passed, it seemed to drag on forever. Minutes turned into hours, and I had to restrain myself from peeing in their flower vase that stood tall next to my left foot. I desperately wanted to leave, but at the same time, I was enjoying hearing Valen's dad moan like the pussy he was.
And then, I heard a rough grunt echo from beyond the closet's rickety doors.
"Sssh," The older man whispered softly, "I hear someone,"
My heart stopped. He couldn't have sensed me here. He couldn't have. My efforts to stay silent and still were nearly perfect, how could I have gotten caught!?
However, I didn't have time to beat myself up. The man's footsteps grew louder, stopping right in front of the closet door. I held my breath, my shaking body making it next to impossible.
"Nathaniel," Valen's father panted, "I don't hear anything,"
The skeptical man, whom I now know as Nathaniel, grunts roughly before stepping away from the door. My body immediately relaxed from relief as I heard the sounds of clothes being pulled back on. There was still a faint hum of chatter between the two men, but this time it was friendly more than anything. No more raspy whispers, just casual banter between two men. I could finally loosen up a little bit, knowing now that I could soon leave this dark, dreary closet.
"We'll finish this later," Nathaniel huffed, a long sequence of heavy footsteps following after.
The door shut with a loud slam! Only Valen's dad remained inside, hopefully. Now all I had to do was wait for him to leave, and then I wouldn't have to worry anymore. My head snapped out of its scheming as a soft voice bounced off the thin walls;
"I know you're in there, you know," He spoke, "Don't worry, I won't hurt you if you come out,"
Blood rushed up to my face rapidly. So he did know I was in there, but chose not to rat me out to big, scary Nathaniel? What on earth was Valen's dad thinking!? I mean, I was grateful, but why?
I slowly and hesitantly creaked open the door, stepping out with artificial confidence radiating from my body. I flashed the man a sheepish smile before I laid my eyes on him for the very first time.
He was a rather small man, with a short stature and frail limbs. His cheeks were gaunt, likely from malnutrition or sickness. His eyes were the palest blue I've ever seen, like the sky on a sunny day. However, the thing that stood out to me most was his nose. It was bruised, with a large wart on the side of it. It looked like somebody just walked up to him and socked him right in the middle of his face. Part of me wanted to question further about it, but the wise part of me begged otherwise. Bringing more attention to something wasn't always the brightest idea, especially for someone who got caught inside a stranger's bedroom closet.
"Who are you, kid?" Valen's father sighed, looking down at me with a knowing look, "Because you sure don't look like some paper boy,"
I sighed. Was that what he thought I was? Some confused little kid who couldn't find his way home? How ridiculous.
"No, sir," I bowed politely, "I'm one of Valen's friends. I thought this was her room, but I must have been mistaken,"
His eyes narrowed with suspicion. God, I was really in for it now. I knew I should have come at a better time to see Valen, but I was sick of waiting. And now because of my impatience, I had to deal with being confronted by her father for witnessing his freaky time. This had to be some sort of twisted dream.
"How much did you hear?" He asked, "Of that?"
I gulped, "All of it…?"
The silence that filled the room was ear-bleeding. I closed my eyes shut tightly, waiting for some sort of punishment or screaming to occur. But surprisingly, all that came out of his mouth was a tired sigh. He rubbed his eyebags with his rough fingers, sitting back down on the bed.
"I'll let you off the hook, kid," He muttered, "Just never go in here again, 'kay?"
I nodded quickly, ready to get the fuck out of this hellhole, "Of course, sir,"
As my footsteps hurriedly neared the wooden door, his voice cut me off abruptly.
"Oh, and boy?"
I whipped my head back to face his. "Yeah?"
"Go get a boyfriend your own age. I could hear your damn breathing from my bed," He smirked, a weak chuckle hitting me in the chest like a punch to my gut.
Heat filled my cheeks like a burning flame. I quickly ran out of his bedroom, down the stairs and into the foyer. There my eyes landed on Valen, who was sitting on the couch, fingers toying nervously with the hem of her jeans. As soon as my presence could be heard, her face flicked towards mine, a relieved look plastered onto her stern features.
"You're safe, oh thank god," She breathed, "I thought Nathaniel would kill you,"
I smirked, tilting my head to the side. "Almost did. But I'm too tough for him,"
A snort escaped her lungs, "Very funny, man. Now, you gotta leave! Carl's gonna get suspicious,"
I paused. Oh, this was hilarious. She didn't know, didn't she? She didn't know that he knew I was in there, and even left me off the damn hook. He had scared me half to death when he acknowledged my presence, but he was surprisingly chill about the whole encounter. Perhaps he wouldn't be such a huge roadblock after all.
"Okay, okay, fire lady," I grinned, stepping cautiously towards the big red front door, resting my sweaty palms over the knob.
"See you later, Valen."
"See you never!" She retorted.
One last roar of laughter erupted from my chest before I shut the door behind me, walking back into the deep, dark woods.
I had just met Valen Morgan, but I knew we were going to get along very well.