Chapter 25
“Argh fucking fuck!”
Callum sat on his bed surrounded by paper, running his hands through his hair and fidgeting frantically. This was what Alex had come to know as ‘nervous Callum’. He shook his head and put his arm around Callum.
“Come on, you’ll do great, you always do you fuckin’ smart ass! Come on what’s your first sentence?”
Callum took a deep breath, closed his eyes tight and rubbed his hands together. Alex pulled them apart and pushed his back and shoulders gently so he was sitting up straight.
“The examiner is going to think you’re a twat if you act so freakishly nervous. Look at me. You know you know it so don’t panic. If you miss a couple of sentences or forget what a few words mean or form a few sentences incorrectly, it is not the end of the world, it’s fine.”
Callum opened his eyes and smiled at Alex, who was gently stroking his cheek. He leant forward and kissed him.
“Thank you. You’re too patient with me.”
Alex smiled and hugged him. “I’d prefer to see you get through your exams without having a breakdown!”
Callum laughed a little then sat up straight and took a deep breath.
“Come on then, tell me what year Mozart was born in.” Alex said in a terrible German accent.
Callum looked straight ahead and spoke. There was a slight wobble in his voice at first, but Alex squeezed his hand gently and it soon sounded clear and normal.
“Mozart ist am siebenundzwanzigsten Januar seibzehnhundertsechsundfünfzig geboren in Salzburg, Österreich.” Callum exhaled loudly and wiped his forehead.
“See,” Alex said, “you can do it.”
“That’s only one sentence though that’s easy!”
Alex sighed, “Callum it’s all easy to you, you’re fucking clever, stop being such a bag of nerves.”
Callum laughed. “I don’t know why I get so worked up about exams, it’s not right.”
Alex kissed his cheek and grinned. “If it goes well, I’ll reward you afterwards.”
“Ooh will you?” Callum flirted with him.
“Yeah.” Alex kissed Callum’s hand, then his arm, and then whispered in his ear. “Maybe I need to perform an oral exam too.”
Callum giggled and rolled his eyes, before pushing Alex back on the bed and kissing him passionately. He ran his hands over Alex’s bare chest before moving down to suck on his neck.
“Mmm somebody’s horny today! Oh…I think I'm lying on your French essay.”
Callum licked his neck before looking up and speaking.
“Je m'en fous”
It was now June, and Alex, Callum and Rob all had exams. It wasn’t too bad though, they had a long summer ahead of them, and it was sunny which for Alex and Callum meant “revision sessions” on the beach checking out the hot guys. Alex noticed something else too. Callum wasn’t mentioning Rob so much. To say he was getting over him would be an overstatment, but the cute smile that Alex loved was now making more appearences.
Callum pulled away from Alex’s soft lips when he heard his phone vibrating.
Alex groaned. “It’s not her again is it?”
Callum smiled, “I don’t know who you mean.” He teased.
Alex sighed. “Why the sudden interest in a girl?”
Callum shrugged. “She was hot and up for it, she was good, I’d quite like to reapeat it.”
“Yeah but before that you hadn’t fucked a girl in months. Doesn’t she think it’s a bit weird that you sleep with guys?”
Callum grinned. “She’s a bit kinky. I think she’d be up for a threesome.” Callum laughed and patted Alex on the back.
“Yeah well,” Alex said, pushing Callum’s hand away, “I'm not interested.”
“Ah come on it’d be fun.”
“Yeah, for you. Even if I liked girls don’t you think it’d be a bit awkward. ‘Hi there I'm the guy who fucks your boyfriend, I’ll bet Callum’s told you all about me!’”
“Yeah well I haven’t.”
“Haven’t what?”
“Told her about you.”
“What?” Alex got to his feet. “You said Abbie was ok with you sleeping with guys.”
“Yeah,” Callum rolled his eyes as if what he was saying was totally obvious, “but I'm not gonna tell her I sleep with men right now am I?”
Alex tutted, “nice to know I mean that much to you.”
“Oh come on Alex don’t be like this, you know we’re not boyfriends.”
“So what does that make me then? Nothing?” Alex raised his voice. “Don’t I get any sort of recognition Callum, do you think about my feelings at all, ever?”
Callum got up to hug Alex, but Alex stepped backwards. “You’re not going to puppy dog eye your way out of this one Callum. I mean it. I have sex with you almost every night, I hang out with you almost every day, so why do I get thrown out in the cold when you fuck some girl?”
“Oh fuck off Alex you’re not getting thrown out. Just cos I'm having sex with her doesn’t mean I can’t have sex with you too.”
“Without her knowing?”
“Exactly.”
Callum pulled Alex into his arms and into a kiss. Alex kissed him, then pushed him away.
“No, Callum. This time I'm going to force you to choose. You can’t have a girlfriend and have me.”
Callum giggled. “You’ve changed Alex.”
“I'm being serious.”
Callum stopped smiling. “Fine. Don’t let the door hit your pretty ass on the way out.”
When Alex got back to his flat he crawled into bed with a bottle of beer. This was followed by more and soon Alex was drunk, giggling to himself as tears started to hit the pillow. Callum would come crawling back, he knew it. He got naked and stroked his cock, imagining that he was inside Callum. Fuck it, he thought, if Callum was going to be a slut and mess him around, he’d be a slut too. He called Lewis’ number, but there was no answer. Perhaps Callum was already having his way with him, Alex thought. He jerked his cock fast, imagining that he was licking Callum’s nipples, that Callum was moaning his name as he fucked him hard. In his fantasy he watched Callum moan and shake as he came, and then he did the same, letting his cum shoot onto his chest. He licked it up, imagining that Callum was tasting his juice. In his fantasy Callum lay down next to him and kissed him.
“I love you Alex. You’re everything I’ve ever wanted.”
Alex dreamed that he put his arms around Callum and held him tight. He whispered to him, “so, you love me?”
Callum nodded, and turned around to kiss him passionately.
“So you don’t have any regrets, you know, for choosing me over Rob?”
Callum tilted his head and looked at Alex blankly. “Who’s Rob?”
The drunk Alex giggled as he stood up and walked towards the mirror, nearly falling on the way. He flexed his muscles. He was hot and he knew it, Rob had nothing on him, skinny bastard.
Alex heard his phone ringing and tried to sound normal as he answered it.
“Hi Alex, it’s Rob.”
“Oh.” Alex grinned. “Hi Rob. What can I do for you?”
“Actually, I was going to ask for some advice, you know, about Callum.”
“Well,” Alex said as he flopped down onto the bed, “I should probably tell you he has a girlfriend now.”
“Really? Are they serious?”
“Oh yeah, he’s gone monogamous again for her, he’s head over heels in love. Talking about settling down after he’s been to Germany.”
“Oh….so does he erm, does he still talk about me?”
Alex rolled over and nearly fell off the bed, letting out a high pitched scream and swearing.
“Are you ok Alex?”
“Err yeah, there was a erm, a spider. And no he’s just so smitten with this girl, I haven’t heard your name leave his lips in weeks.”
“Oh. Well, thanks for telling me. You’re a good guy Alex.”
“That’s fine. See you around.”
“Yeah. Or maybe not anymore.” Rob sighed.
Alex hung up and threw his phone down onto the bed, laughing uncontrollably.
“He’s mine.”