Bod Mod

Chapter 5 - Truth

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Jordan screeched the brakes, bringing the car to a halt and hopping out of the car.

'Luke,' he yelled as he stormed into the house, looking for his boyfriend. He dropped his gym bags on the living room floor and continued his search.

He barrelled up the stairs and found Luke reading in the study. Light jazz was playing in the background and steam rose from a cup of tea on the desk beside him.

Jordan almost felt bad disturbing the zen mood of the room, but he had more pressing issues on his mind. 'Babe, something's happened,' he was unable to keep the worry from his voice, taking some deep breaths after running around the house.

'What's up?' Luke didn't look up from his book.

'The app. I think it's broken,' Jordan paced, wishing his boyfriend would catch up to speed and meet him at his level of urgency.

'Why?'

Jordan whimpered. He had no choice but to show Luke. Lowering his pants and underwear, he hoped he had been wrong previously or had had a psychotic episode, but no. His fears were confirmed as he stared down at the flat curve of his groin. 'Look! The app has made my dick and balls disappear.'

Luke finally put down the book he had been reading and looked at Jordan's crotch, his face unchanged.

'Why aren't you freaking out? What's happening to me? This is messed up; fix it, please!' Jordan implored his boyfriend to do something.

'I know, I'm the one that did it,' Luke looked Jordan dead in the eyes unperturbed as he swung his phone, indicating the Bod Mod app.

'What? Why? That's some sick kind of joke if you think that's funny, taking away my dick and balls,' Jordan fumed.

'You want to talk about sick?' Luke raised an eye-brow and took a sip of tea. 'How about you fucking every guy you can get your hands on?'

'I-I don't know what you're talking about,' Jordan blanched.

'Oh, don't play the fool Jordan. I know you've been cheating behind my back. Practically all your clients lap at your hunky body. Heck, even before your muscled figure you were cheating. A gym packed with people; did you not think someone might notice you fucking in the backrooms?'

'Who told you?'

'Does it matter?'

Jordan was at a loss at what to say. 'I-I'm sorry,' he was getting teary-eyed.

'Sorry you got caught more like,' Luke was stone-faced.

'So that's why you took away my genitals? Revenge.'

Luke took another sip of tea. 'There you go, always thinking of your dick instead of us.'

'Well, can you blame me? You just mutilated me, what am I supposed to do now?' Jordan put his head in his hands.

'Don't be such a drama queen. Yes, I took them away just so I could mess with your head a bit. How do you think I feel knowing that you've been cheating on me for months? I'll just reverse the settings on the app and you'll get them back. Then you can leave,' Luke unlocked his phone and began tapping away at his phone.

'Thanks,' Luke said quietly, an exhale of relief escaping him after hearing that he would be getting his genitals back. 'Wait, what do you mean by "leave"?' Jordan suddenly processed the end of what his boyfriend had said.

'Obviously you want to be out fucking guys behind my back. No judgment here, live your life, but I don't want anything to do with it.'

'Luke, please.'

'It's too late.'

'I'm sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you. I fucked up.'

'Why do you want to stay here? I mean if you like keeping things casual with multiple people, isn't it better that you go and live that life? So I'm not holding you back?'

'No ... uh fuck,' Jordan suddenly realised what he had been taking for granted. He'd been fucking around, trying to find the next hit with a new guy to fuck, but hadn't seen what was actually important to him, what he should have been cherishing. 'My life is with you. I love you, I love living with you, having someone to come home to and cuddle with and laugh and watch films with, cook for, go to work for,' Jordan wept, falling to his knees.

'I love you too, but it just hurt so much finding out you were cheating with so many guys for so long,' Luke looked down, finally letting his own emotions show.

Jordan wiped his tears. 'If you knew, how come you waited so long to ... confront me,' he said quietly. The atmosphere in the room had become calmer, their shouting ceased as the energy reduced.

'I don't know ... maybe I thought you'd stop at some point. Maybe I wanted to pretend it wasn't real. That I wasn't being cheated on or that somehow you might come back to me. I even thought maybe giving you your dream body would take you away from the gym. You wouldn't need to keep chasing your goal figure and you'd be happy with your life and concentrate on us for a change. But I guess I was the fool for thinking I could change you. An age-old mistake,' Luke sighed.

'You're not the fool,' Jordan crawled over to Luke and cupped his face in his large hands. 'I am.'

The two looked at each other sincerely for a few moments until Luke broke their gaze, leaping off the chair. 'It doesn't matter anyway. It's done. We're done. I'll give you back your genitals and you can pack your things and go.'

'No, please. Don't throw me out. I can change. I promise. What can I do? Just tell me.'

'Luke stop, it's too late-'

'No, I'm not giving up on us. I won't walk out that door until I've fought for us. Please. I'll do anything, anything you want,' Jordan pleaded, his eyes shining with tears.

For a moment the heartache in his chest subsided as the cogs began to turn in Luke's head. 'Anything, eh?'