Casey: A True Story - Part 3

Cameron can feel his stomach knot when Chuck corners him in the hallway. The older man drops the bomb in one short sentence: he knows Cameron swings both ways. If he wants to keep his patch he better lock that shit up. Cameron storms off, cursing under his breath. At Khloe's place he vents. She just smirks, says honesty looks better on him, then suggests she posts the two of them for the whole world to see. He shrugs. Whatever she wants. Cut to the prison gate. Cameron waits, jaw tight. Inside the clubhouse, Rebel shoves his phone at Chuck. The social-media shots are live: Khloe on Cameron’s lap, tits out, lips at his ear. Rebel calls it a death sentence for the club’s rep. Chuck promises he’ll fix it. Now Cameron’s stuck between his father’s parole and the threat of losing his patch. He swallows the guilt and lines up a welcome-home gift—Kenna’s soft blonde hair and heavy tits bouncing for Mr. Tanner’s first fuck in fifteen years. Cameron plays straight, even though he’s sure his secret won’t stay buried.