"Tell your other bottom bitches, to know their place," said Eric, in his southern drawl.
I was in the shower when Eric went through my phone. I was slightly irritated, because Eric had a thing where at times it felt like he thought he was my father. He was barking at me beside the shower curtain, that burly, 55-year-old ginger dad bod silhouette showing as I looked through the plastic.
"Tell Jason, or whatever his name is, to stop calling you or we're through," he added.
He always had ultimatums. Eric expressed many times before that in a 'perfect world,' we'd be in a relationship. He was married to Carrie for 10 years, they had three small children together, and since I took his cherry five years prior, he constantly mentioned that he and I were "monogamous," but also reiterated that he loved his family, and would never relinquish the life he had for some cock. I also reminded him, regularly, that my life wouldn't be on hold for anyone, for I was a successful over the road trucker with a big, black dick, and would give it to whomever I chose.
"What if this Jason has something? How do I explain it to the wife," he asked.
I laughed, for that wasn't my concern. Same time, I was careful who I chose to play with, as was Jason. I now was turning off the water then pulling back the curtain to dry off, ignoring Eric's unnecessary drama.
"Rod, I mean it. You can't be shaking that dick around all over the place. You tell Jason to leave you alone, this instant," he added.
I dried off and got dressed, then commenced to interrogating Eric.
"Why are you so hung up on Jason? Did you talk to him on the phone? Why are we going through this, instead of you on your knees sucking this cock," I asked. "As a matter of fact, where is my phone?"
Eric, with tears in his eyes, handed me my phone, as a video of me and Jason getting it on was playing. Jason was similar to Eric in body features, for he, too, was a ginger bear, and a father of one son. The video we made months prior showed Jason on his back, with legs pushed back to his ears by me, while I plowed that fat boy hole. The media was captured by a mutual friend of Jason and I, as he agreed to tape us in exchange for Jason sucking him off afterwards. I couldn't contain myself, as Eric truly was bothered by a guy who was another friend with benefit.
"Should I call him, and tell him I'm cutting it off," I asked Eric.
Eric gave me a look as if he said 'yes,' so I commenced to dialing as now Eric and I were sitting at the edge of the bed. Jason picked up.
"Hey sexy, how goes it," he said.
I explained what was happening then Jason snickered.
"Is this the guy that sent me over one hundred messages, stating he didn't want me playing with you anymore," he asked.
"Yes, and as far as I'm concerned, you are done with him," said Eric.