***Myles appears in my Mason series. This is part of a planned series of spin offs featuring characters from the "In'DaMan'd" Universe.***
The whirr of the treadmill soothed Myles' frayed mind. Work was getting to him, his investigation into Kash was proving annoying and fruitless. He hated seeing the disappointed look on Mason's face when he either told him a lead he had was a dead end or that he had nothing to report. He was slowly becoming aware of how deep his feelings actually ran for him. Even after meeting Cameron he knew he should be happier, he had three dates with him in the space of six days and they always ended in ball busting amazing sex, he knew his underlying feelings for Mason was holding him back from going all in with Cameron.
In truth Cameron was perfect for him, he had the chiseled body he liked, the tanned exotic look, more importantly he was sane and grounded, it was just a bonus that he could match his alpha male level of fucking. He tried to shake off the clouds in his mind and ramped up the resistance on the machine. He was dripping with sweat as he continued to run, he tried to focus on tonight, Cameron was going to stay over and they were going to have a quiet night in. Myles had no doubt that it wouldn't stay quiet for long. When he felt his cock spring up and put pressure on his tight running shorts he knew it was time to shower.
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He had just cracked his first beer when he heard a knock on his door, after the gym he showered and jogged home to quickly tidy up the place. He was not used to hosting the same guy more than twice and despite himself wanted to make a good impression. He looked through the peep hole to double check that it wasn't a tenant who didn't read his "Off Duty" sign that he had placed on all the entry doors. His heart gave a jolt as he seen the state that Cameron was in.
"What's wrong?" He said as he opened the door quickly.
"I am sorry Myles I was trying to keep it in on the bus over here but as soon as I got to the door I just couldn't anymore."
Myles placed a muscular arm around him and guiding him to the counter. He handed him his beer and went to turn down the stir fry he was cooking them both.
"It's my friend, he says I owe all this rent but I was under the impression that he was doing me a favour, I came home today and all my fucking stuff was gone, he won't tell me where he put it. It's literally everything I fucking own Myles." Cameron said, his voice breaking, he made eye contact with Myles before bursting into a body shaking sob.
Myles stomach lurched, he hated seeing anyone he cared about in trouble or distress. He knew that he intimidated strangers with his giant muscular build, long flowing hair and beard, but deep down he had a big heart and would do anything for anyone.
"Take a deep breath and start at the beginning." Myles said as he placed a hand on Cameron's broad shoulder and began to rub it soothingly.
"I meet Jeff on a gym social media page a few months ago and we did the whole online flirting thing, it was just banter to start with then we exchange nude pictures."
Myles stomach flipped, he was annoyed to find that he was jealous of Jeff even though he himself had been bollock deep in Cameron only a few nights ago.
Cameron took another swig of beer, Myles was rubbing both of his shoulders now.
"He suggested that I come down here when I returned from travelling, I had nothing to do back home and decided that I would, I had a feeling that Jeff had fallen for me but I told him straight up that I didn't have those same feelings for him, all he would say to me is 'give it time and you will'. I came here about ten days before I met you, I bought all my own groceries and stuff and even cooked for him, I tidied his unit and slept on the couch but every night would be the same song and dance, he would say good night and then hover around the bathroom door as I was getting ready for bed, then he would try to convince me to share his. I just felt really uncomfortable and I stupidly borrowed money off him for a suit for an interview. "
Myles tutted and shook his head, he fucking hated people who took advantage of others who were in a bad situation.
"I didn't get the job in the end," Cameron continued as he wiped his face, "So it just all snowballed from there, I just knew that if I gave in and slept with him that it wouldn't make any difference, if anything it would have made it worse."
"You did the right thing, don't worry I will help you and we will get all your stuff back, you can crash here for a few nights." Myles had heard enough, his brain switched into protective mode and he knew then that he deeply cared for Cameron, he had only known him a short while but he liked to think he was a good judge of character.
Cameron shook his head in disbelief, his shoulders sagged and he fumbled with his hands.
"Grab a beer from the fridge and I will dish up the dinner, then we can talk about what we are going to do and forget about it for the night. Sound like a plan?" He asked with a grin.
"Sounds perfect." Cameron replied as he got off the stool and went to get a beer, he handed one to Myles and planted a soft kiss on his cheek. "Thank you Myles."
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They spoke about Cameron's situation for about an hour, Myles subtly got the address and Jeff's description out of him without being obvious. They watched some stupid reality television show, making out during the commercial breaks. Myles enjoyed cuddling nearly as much as fucking, it was really good for him to have company. He didn't realise how lonely he had become, his life revolved around work, the gym and recently Mason. He had been paid to look out for him and had failed miserably but he was determined to make it right no matter what. He hadn't seen or heard from him in a few days and decided that he would ring him in the morning to check in, he hated not having any update on Kash or Channing.
He looked down at Cameron as the show ended, he was asleep on his chest, a small line of drool snaked from his mouth and rested on Myles' vest. He gently pushed his face of him and placed a pillow underneath his head, he grabbed the throw he kept on the back of the sofa and draped it over his waist. Cameron moved a little but didn't wake. Myles slipped on his sneakers and grabbed his car keys as quietly as he could, he tiptoed to the door and snuck out not making a sound. He took a deep breath as the door closed behind him, he didn't want to chicken out from the task at hand.
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He typed in the address he had gotten of Cameron in his phone and drove the twenty three minute drive, he was lucky there was no traffic this late at night or else he would have turned around long ago. Myles hadn't decided to do what he was about to do until he looked down at Cameron's sleeping face, he hated the injustice of it all and convinced himself that if he stood up for him and got his possession back then that would ease his guilty conscious and erase the thoughts he had about Cameron not being good enough.
He took deep breaths as the lady on the navigation told him that he had reached his destination. The apartment complex looked dank and dirty, old garden furniture littered the flower bed out front, Myles could see all the moths banging against the bright orange light over what he assumed was the entrance. He quickly scanned the index outside and found the apartment number. He walked up the stairwell that smelled of piss to the second floor. He could hear the tenants in one of the apartments screaming at each other, dogs howled in another unit. He wondered how Cameron stuck it out here for as long as he did. The thought of him living in this squalor and then getting his items stolen was too much. Myles zipped up his black hoodie and tried to make himself look as imposing as possible as he knocked on the door.
He knew it was late at night but in this area he didn't think people kept to normal hours. Sure enough after another round of knocking he heard what sounded like cans been kicked over and someone swearing loudly.
A bald man in his late thirties answered the door, he was wearing a pink singlet and navy shorts, all of his skin glowed red as if he had spent the day baking in the sun. Myles
thought he was attractive in a rugged man's man kind of way, he had dark rings around his eyes but that only added to his butch look.
"What you want?" He asked abruptly, squinting in the bright light of the corridor.
Myles couldn't believe for one second that Cameron could know someone like this man let alone stay with him.
"I am sorry I think I have the wrong unit. Do you know if a Jeff lives on this floor?"
"Yeah that's me, what you want?" He asked looking questioningly at Myles.
