Cayden, my Cop Gym Buddy, Part 3
submitted November 7, 2016
I woke to the sound of very loud snoring. I could tell it was still dark out. I had forgotten there was someone in my bed, because I felt something touching my leg and my instinctive reaction was to move my leg away. But it was actually Cayden’s knee. I looked over and I saw him, lying on his back. His head was turned away from me. His left arm, which was closest to me was folded up, with his hand underneath his head. His untouched armpit hair was fully exposed and turning me on. His legs must have been spread wide for his left knee to touch me. He seemed really peaceful apart from the loud snoring. I hesitated, but decided to get him to roll over, because the snoring was too loud for me to fall back asleep to. I reached to touch his arm and shook it lightly. No response. I reached to his chest and did the same thing. My hand touching his smooth chest and nipple felt really great. And it actually stopped the snoring. “I’m sorry, babe. Was I snoring?”, he said in a sleepy voice as he rolled over towards me. I saw that his eyes remained closed as he cozied up to me. I froze and didn’t move. He laid his head down on my shoulder and gave me a peck. His right arm draped over my stomach as he held me close. He pushed his chest and abs into my side. His head felt heavier and heavier and his breathing slowed down. He was falling back asleep. Did he really just think I was Helena?
I then felt something grazing my leg, close to where Cayden’s knee had, earlier. But this time it felt hot and a bit moist. It was then that I remembered Cayden was sleeping in the nude and had not gotten laid in a while. All of this had caused me to pitch a tent in my boxers. I knew I would not be able to fall back asleep now, as Cayden’s snoring slowly returned in a quieter manner. It took all of my effort to keep my hands to myself. As tempting as it was to just reach out and touch him, and actually help him to finally get off, the fear of waking him and potentially ruining our friendship was enough to keep me from giving into my urges.
I laid my head on top of Cayden’s, which lead to a satisfactory moan from him, and tried to get some sleep. I could not. To make matters worse, at one point, Cayden got even cuddlier and placed his leg over mine, so that he laid on top of me in what I can only describe as a humping position. I could now feel the length of his throbbing cock on my leg, even poking into my boxers. I knew I would not be able to sleep now, but it felt too good to push him away.
After about 40 minutes, and spotting that the clock had now reached 6:13,I decided to get up. Getting Cayden off of me proved easier than I anticipated. I only had to push his shoulder slightly and he moved his head to the other side, no longer facing me. His arm was still wrapped around me and his leg on top of mine, but I could move myself off the bed now. My maneuvering had caused the sheets to slip down, so as I looked back to the bed I saw Cayden spread eagle with his beautifully curvy ass up, at peace, still snoring ever so slightly. As great a visual as that was, I covered him up so he wouldn’t get cold.
Just as I was walking out of the bedroom I felt something sticky. Cayden had left some precum on my boxers. So I grabbed some sweat pants from the closet and changed into them, taking the boxers with me to the laundry room. I quietly closed the bedroom door and stood still in the hallway. I had to process what had happened. Somehow, without intending to, I had gotten more action in the past few hours than I had had since my Dad died. And as hot as it was, it was also quite dangerous territory. I was not sure if Cayden really knew the effect he was having on me. Was he playing me, or actually unaware? And in either situation, I wouldn’t be sure how to act when the guy in question is also a co-worker, let alone a partner. I decided that it would not be appropriate to act on anything. I sniffed the boxers, to smell Cayden’s smell and then threw them in the washing machine. I put my gym clothes from the day before in as well and started a cycle.
I prepared some breakfast for two and made some coffee. I thought of what had happened the day before. I genuinely felt like Cayden did not deserve the treatment he got from Helena. He seemed such a good guy to me. My co-worker crush had only grown stronger in the past 24 hours, so of course I would think that. Yet I really hoped they would be able to work it out, as they had only been married for such a short time.
I heard the bedroom door open and a shout of “Do I smell coffee?” I laughed and said, “You do!”. I poured him a cup and walked into the hallway, where Cayden was jumping into his jeans from last night. He had full-on morning wood, pointing into the air as he wiggled into them. The head was wet and leaking a little bit. To get his cock inside the jeans, he needed some maneuvering. In the end, he pushed his rock-hard erection against his left hip, so he could just zip up. He left the top button, knowing it would not close. Only then he looked up at me on the other side of the hallway holding a cup of coffee for him. I had sprung a massive tent in my grey sweat pants. “Oh hey”, he said, “good morning.” “Morning”, I mumbled. “Is that for me?”, he asked as he walked up to me. I nodded. He took the cup from my hand and took a sip. “Ah, great”, he said, appreciating the coffee. Only then he spotted my hard-on and said “Oh, you too? Every morning, right?” He grabbed his own cock, not knowing I had seen it just now. “Thanks so much, man, for letting me stay”, he said as he patted me on the back with the same hand he just grabbed himself with. “No problem”, I mumbled as I slowly walked back to the kitchen.
I had forgotten about the scrambled eggs and bacon I was preparing, but they had only been on the stove a little longer than I had wanted. “Oh, you got eggs and bacon? You’re the best!”, Cayden said excitedly as he sat on a stool at the kitchen counter. “So did you sleep OK?”, I asked, really only thinking about how I needed my erection to go down. I made us both two plates of scrambled eggs and bacon. “Yeah, in the end I slept great. And barely hungover. It took me a while to get to sleep, as I was thinking about Helena for a bit. But once I did, I was fine. You?” “Yeah, I slept fine…” I wanted to mention Cayden’s snoring, but he interrupted me as I put our plates down and started pouring us some orange juice. “You sure did! You passed out on me, just as I was about to put the moves on you!”, he said just as he started on his breakfast. “Oh, thanks man, this is great!” I found this a bit of a grey area, not sure if he was joking or not, so I wasn’t sure how to reply at first. “Well, you still put the moves on me when you were asleep yourself!” He looked at me, mid-bite, and started laughing. “I can be a bit of a cuddle monster”, he smiled and winked at me.
I still had a rock-hard erection, which was swaying back and forth in my grey sweatpants as I walked around the kitchen. I put down the two glasses and walked around the counter to sit next to Cayden, during which he said “You didn’t fuck me with that massive thing while I was sleeping, right?” I looked at him with a raised eyebrow.”No…?” “I’m sure I would still feel that this morning if you had. I do wonder what it would be like, sometimes.” During the first sentence, Cayden’s phone buzzed. This made him say the second question a lot quicker without looking at me, but looking at his phone as he got it from his pocket. “Helena is sorry for what she said! She says she overreacted!”, he sounded so relieved. “She wants to apologize to you too, do you wanna come over for a bit?”, he only looked at me during the very last words of that sentence. “Sure”. He ran his hand through my hair as he looked at me. I felt the actual butterflies for the very first time. “Thanks”, he said. I was fucked. I was in love with my cop partner and gym buddy. He started typing back a message, as I continued to eat, thinking about what I had just heard and felt, my cock still not going down.
“Do I look OK?” “There’s a precum stain on your jeans”, I said. “Yeah, it’s drying up though. Should be fine”, he said like there was nothing sexual about it. “Thanks for lending me your cologne.” “You’re welcome.” Cayden knocked on his own front door. Helena opened. “Hey, babe”, she said and hugged him. “I am so sorry”. “I’m sorry too”. They kissed. I can’t believe I felt a pang in my chest seeing Cayden kiss Helena. I did not want to feel hurt or jealous over this. But there was nothing I could do about it. “I’m sorry, Gary”, Helena said as she came to hug me. “I overreacted, it wasn’t fair on you”. “No problem”, I said. “You have a great man with this one, no need to worry so much”. “I know, I should know better”, she said as she smiled at both of us. “Come in, it’s a bit cold.” As it was still early and we were gradually on our way to November, it was only 39 degrees (4 degrees Celsius), so I gladly came in.
“Do you want a coffee? Have a seat!” “Oh, yes please”, I said as I sat down at the table. “You sit, I’ll make it”, Cayden offered to Helena. “Where’s Billy?”, I asked as I looked around the living room. It was a basic set-up. Most of the furniture looked a bit old as well as old-fashioned. It wasn’t a large house either. I knew Helena grew up here herself, but with her working at ISU and Cayden now working as a cop, I thought they should be able to afford a bigger place. “In his room, playing video games, probably”, Cayden answered.
Helena turned to me and put her hand on my knee. “Hey, I just want to explain my behavior from last night.” “You really don’t need to.” “Please let me. I want to.” She took a breath as I sat silently. “I’m sure you’ve heard rumors as you’ve been back living in this town.” “I blame Peg”, Cayden said as he put mugs in front of me and Helena, referring to the lady who works at Short Stop Grocery on Center Street, who is indeed a bit of a gossip. “I’m still a bit traumatized from what happened with Curtis, Billy’s Dad. Like, the physical scars have healed but I carry fear around every day. Because I don’t know what he is up to. I really don’t want Billy to have a father in prison, but every now and then Curtis shows up unannounced and drunk and I have been fighting for so long…” I could tell she was getting emotional, Cayden started rubbing her back. “…to keep my son safe. And I guess with Cayden I was starting to feel safe again. But what if Curtis shows up when Cayden is at work? Or when he is drunk himself?” A tear came out, that she quickly wiped away. Cayden kissed her. I felt a bit awkward sitting there and did not know what to say. “Honey, do you remember the last time Curtis showed up?” Cayden asked her. “Yeah.” “It was January. I very clearly told him he could not see you or Billy and he hasn’t been back since. He knows you have full custody.” “So legally you have nothing to worry about and then you have this muscly dude to protect from anything else he tries to do”, I piped in and nodded to Cayden. “I know, I know… But when Cayden showed up here drunk, in that moment I blamed you for getting him like that and that was unfair. I’m sorry”. “As I said, don’t worry about it.”
Cayden kissed Helena again, got up and said “I gotta shower and change out of these clothes”. “Yeah, and I should go, leave you with the little weekend you have left”. “I’ll see you Tuesday, yeah?” Cayden said. “Yup, your turn to drive!” I said as I got up myself. Cayden started taking off his T-shirt and walked to the bathroom. I didn’t look as Helena was right next to me. “Thanks for being such a good friend to him”, Helena said. “He talks about you all the time”. “Aww!”, I said, but then realized that may show too much of what I really felt about him. “he talks about you a lot too!” “Yeah? Good things?”, she seemed a bit insecure. “Heck yeah! Though yesterday he asked for tips to seduce you, interpret how you will. But he definitely loves you a lot!” Helena seemed a bit confused but she seemed happy with that answer. I purposely didn’t tell her all that Cayden told me about their sex-life. “Wow, so you have become really close!”, was her only reply. “Well, I’m glad he made a friend. And I am glad to get to know you a little better, too! After seeing you around town so often. I’m really sorry about your Dad, by the way.” “Thanks. And same here! The three of us should hang out more.” I regretted saying that instantly, I much preferred to have Cayden for myself, but she was so nice. We both had slowly made our way back to the front door. “Let’s make that happen soon. Have a great day, Gary!” “You too!”
To be continued…