Author's Note: This is a standalone story, however follows characters first introduced in 'S.L - The Pretty Boy' so read that one first if you'd like to know their backstories. This is a smutty fantasy so please do not read if you want realism. All characters in this story are 18 or over.
This is part of the 'Sapphire Lane' universe which is a collection of various stories all set on Sapphire Lane, or at the nearby Ginerva Academy and Violet Liberal Arts College.
The Story
Caidan rushed into his apartment, late home from his work at a coffeehouse. He was going out for dinner with his girlfriend and one of her friends who also was bringing their boyfriend, and he only had half an hour to get ready. He quickly showered then dressed in a white shirt and black skinny jeans, and checked his hair in the mirror. He was twenty two years old, with a slim figure, pale skin, and attractive thin face with a nose his girlfriend always said was pretty. His wavy black hair was cut short in a pixie cut.
He still couldn't quite believe he had a girlfriend, as he was openly gay however had met her in unusual circumstances at a queer bar. He had mistook her for a femboy twink, while she thought he was a boyish lesbian so after dancing and kissing, they had gone back to her college dorm where they realised their mistake however decided to have sex anyway.
Neither of them had been 'turned' straight by the experience however they were undeniably attracted to each other so he saw her as his 'little freckled prince' boyfriend whereas she regarded him as her 'pixie cut princess' girlfriend, so despite their relationship being technically heterosexual, it was uniquely queer.
Ready, he rushed back out of his apartment to hurry to the restaurant.
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The restaurant was Italian, with cosy rustic décor, and Caidan spotted Casey, his girlfriend, sat at a table in the back. Next to her was a blonde girl, presumably her friend who had come up to the city to visit her at college, while her boyfriend was sat with his back towards Caidan so he couldn't see his face.
Casey saw him as he approached and waved. "Fashionably late..." She teased Caidan then introduced him to the table. "This is my friend Amy, and this is her boyfriend Mathieu."
"Nice to meet you both..." Caidan smiled, a little taken aback when he saw how attractive Mathieu was. He was perhaps the definition of a pretty boy with flawless lightly tanned skin, youthful face with a sweet smile, slender body, and dark brown hair cut in an androgynous chin length bob. Caidan thought he looked far too pretty to be straight, and wouldn't of believed it if he wasn't sat with his blonde girlfriend.
They ordered their food, a mixture of pasta dishes and pizza, as well as a bottle of red wine. Throughout the meal they chatted and joked, with Caidan trying to hide his captivation with the other boy who he found spoke with a soft French accent.
Casey and Amy led most of the conversation catching up about their different colleges, and reminiscing about their high school days. As they chatted, Caidan accidentally knocked someone's foot with his, and murmured an apology that might have been lost under the noise of the girls' chatter and dim of the restaurant, as he felt a foot gently tap him back, then tenderly rub against his calf. The angle meant it was impossible to have been Casey's foot, and besides, it felt like a male shoe rather than a high heel so didn't seem to be Amy neither which just left Mathieu.
He subtly glanced across the table at the boy, who seemed to be focusing on the girls' conversation but Caidan was sure the boy flashed him a little smile. Intrigued, and hoping it really was the boy and not his blonde girlfriend, Caidan carefully slipped his foot out of his loafer shoe, and carefully found the other person's foot again. He rubbed his foot, covered by his sock, against the person's ankle, discreetly caressing it with his toes, and was excited to feel a trousered leg, rather than one enclosed in tights, so knew it was indeed Mathieu, and not Amy, he was playing footsie with.
He glanced at the boy again, who seemed to be blushing a little however didn't give their secret game under the table away though twisted in his chair slightly, with Caidan guessing the boy must also be slipping a foot out of his shoe. Sure enough he felt the boy's toes nudge against his own foot, then move up to caress his ankle and calf though his skinny jeans, then even higher to playfully tap his knee.
The secret under the table flirting was interrupted with the arrival of the food, and Caidan slipped his foot back into his loafer, though was excited by the experience, wondering what the boy's sexual orientation was as it wasn't normal behaviour for a heterosexual boy, sat with his girlfriend who was a conventionally pretty girl without the tomboyish gamine features that Casey had, to play footsie with another male.
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As Casey's college campus didn't allow boys inside, they instead went back to the hotel that Amy and Mathieu were staying in, stopping in a corner store to grab some bottles of wine. The hotel room was quite small but had a little sofa which Caidan found himself sat on next to Mathieu while the girls lounged on the bed.
Drinking the wine, they soon found themselves playing a game of truth or dare with Amy proving herself quite lewd when tipsy.
"Who tops out of you two?" She asked Casey who had chosen a truth.
Casey laughed. "I do... I brought my own strap-on as I was needing to borrow one belonging to my roommate too often!"
Caidan blushed a little, but found himself excited to have it revealed to Mathieu that, despite being with a cis girl, he still took cock. He wondered if the boy ever got pegged by his girlfriend, and decided he'll try to ask if Mathieu or Amy picked a 'truth'. He didn't need to however as Casey asked the same question to Mathieu.
"I top..." The boy began but Amy cut in. "...but I'm the dominant one, perhaps I should invest in a strap-on like you!"
After a few more questions, as most of them were picking 'truths', Caidan got his chance to ask Mathieu something. "Have you ever kissed a boy?"
The pretty boy blushed, and nodded. "I experimented a little in college before I met Amy, and my first kiss in school was with a boy too so consider myself bicurious if not bisexual."
This response pleased Caidan, though didn't surprise him after their subtle footsie flirting in the restaurant. Despite both of them having a girlfriend, he couldn't help wondering how bicurious the boy was feeling tonight, and absently mindedly picked 'dare' when Amy asked him.
"We'll put it to the test. Kiss Mathieu... with a bit of tongue." Amy grinned, and Casey giggled at the audacious dare.
