by Marco May
He wrote, Welp. My first time in Detroit and already mugged at gunpoint. It happened early this morning when I went out to get coffee. I’m back at the hotel now. I have just one more night here because it’ll take a while to cancel my debit card and possibly any transactions there might be. So I don’t have access to my funds for the time being. That’s why I didn’t get back to you right away. I’m really sorry, Santiago. You know I’d never ignore you. I hope you know that. :(
My heart sunk, and I felt so guilty about his terrible experience, even though it wasn’t my fault. Detroit had gotten so much better over the years, but as with any big city, there were still bad people lurking around.
I typed, Oh Gary! I’m so sorry you went through that! Is there anything I can do? I understand if you want to fly back home…but can we still meet even if it’s just for a short time? I can meet you at the hotel if you want. Again I’m really sorry and I imagine you must have a terrible impression of coming here. :(
He replied, Thank you but I’m not going anywhere for a while. I’m stuck here for now. I’ll explain more when we meet. I’d like to see you for sure. I just don’t want to leave the hotel for now after what happened. I can’t stop shaking, Santiago. :(
That was it. I couldn’t wait any longer to meet Gary. I needed to see him. I didn’t want to just meet him, but to comfort him and hold him and tell him that he was safe with me. My heart couldn’t take any more of his traumatic experience. I couldn’t believe something like that happened, and I could only imagine he’d been so excited about seeing me in person. He was suddenly vulnerable, and I’d make sure that would no longer be the case.
I typed, I’ll meet you there right now! I rushed to tell my coworker that I had an emergency and I might or might not return, and off I went.
Chapter 13
The hotel was as fancy as any other of high-star quality: the dim lighting, the warmish colors, the elegantly patterned carpet, the European-inspired furniture surrounding a large fireplace (a chaise included), and even an ultra-modern bar, among other pretentious features. Gary had to have had a lot of money to afford an immediate flight to Detroit and his stay at a hotel like that one. I wasn’t surprised that he could’ve been mugged if the criminal had been paying attention before striking a victim. I was just deeply sorry it had happened.
With my face mask still on, I rushed through the lobby and down the hall. I didn’t have to take an elevator because Gary’s room was on the first floor. The closer I got, the faster my heart raced. I was really going to see him in person. It was so unreal and so exciting. I remembered how nervous I’d been to DM him for the first time. I’d been so pathetic because it had simply been text with no way for us to see each other. I’d made it a bigger deal than it’d been. Then came our first video chat, which had also made me feel the jitters. Each of those two chat methods had turned out great, so why wouldn’t meeting each other in person be the same?
I reached Gary’s room door and stopped in front of it. It took me a while to finally knock, albeit softly. There was no reason to be nervous after we’d already seen each other on cam. When there was no answer, I knocked a bit harder.
The door opened, and Gary peeked his head out as if partially hiding. He didn’t wear a face mask at that moment. “Hello, Santiago, come in.” His voice was just the same, sexy as ever. Of course, it was. Video didn’t lie. He also seemed taller than I’d thought, definitely taller than me.
I felt shyer and attempted a small smile after pulling off my mask and stuffing it in my pocket, and I walked inside with just a tiny bit of nervousness left. I was there now. I was actually there. And with Gary! I faced him in the dimness of the short and narrow hallway that led to the spacious bathroom off to the side and the equally spacious bedroom as the rest of the elegant room. The large windows gave us a view of downtown, the king-size bed looked inviting for a cozy relaxation, the long and wide dressers offered tons of space on the surfaces, and there was a mini fridge for convenience. Gary’s luggage rested on the floor near the dressers.
He closed the door and stood against it, giving me a little smile in return. “So, we finally meet.”
“Yeah.”
“Without your mask?”
“It’s in my pocket.” I shocked my own self with the realization that I’d trusted him enough to break pandemic rules. It was as if something had told me I’d be safe with him.
“I’m not wearing mine, either. I guess we trust each other that much.”
I smiled for a moment, then frowned. “I’m sorry about everything that happened to you.”
He shrugged. “It’s not your fault. It happens. I’ll be fine.”
“Need a hug?” I hoped that wasn’t creepy. I wanted to console him in any way I could, but I also wanted to know what it felt like for us to hold each other.
“Only if you want.” Gary didn’t seem as distraught as I’d thought. Maybe he was just hiding his emotions.
I stepped closer to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. Wow, I was holding him, and it felt wonderful. I briefly brushed my nose against his neck, and I inhaled the faint scent of his cologne and a stronger scent of pure man. I buried my face in his shoulder. “I hope this is okay.”
“It’s more than okay.”
I chose to believe Gary even though I couldn’t tell how he felt, what with his tone sounding nonchalant. As soon as I started getting hard, I let go to avoid disrespecting him. I probably had a goofy smile at that moment, but somehow, I didn’t care. I felt comfortable around him.
He walked past me and toward the bed, and he sat on the edge, forming a wider smile. “Come sit by me.”
I did as told and felt even shyer to where I struggled to look at him for too long.
“I’m glad you’re here. You know, you can look at me, too.”
I chuckled and cast my eyes on his until they locked for a moment. “I’m glad I’m here, too.”
Gary looked away and sighed. “This is going to sound awkward and I’m already a bit embarrassed asking you this, but…do you think I can stay at your place for the weekend? Just until I can get a hold of a few friends to see if they can lend me some money to fly back home?”
As uncomfortable as I felt about it at first, I knew I couldn’t reject him when he had nowhere else to go. It would end up making me feel guilty. He most likely knew no one in Michigan, and I suddenly wanted to make the rest of his stay more positive.
I nodded. “Sure, no problem.”
“Thank you so much. Like I said before, tonight’s my last night because I paid for another night in advance when I first got here.”
“I understand.”
“This was not how I wanted to meet. I had everything planned out and of course I get mugged by a big and tall guy. There was no way I was going to fight him off, so he took my wallet and ran.”
What a sad situation, and who knew how long Gary would be there, since he had no money left to do anything. “Did you have a lot of stuff in your wallet?”
“Just my debit card and driver’s license, mostly. No cash or anything else important. I’m just glad I called my bank as soon as I could and got them to cancel the card. They’ll mail me a new one at home, so I really have no access to any of my money until I fly back.”
“You think one of your friends will lend you the money for a ticket?”
“Yeah, but I’ll just have them pay for a flight back and I’ll reimburse them as soon as I have access to my money.”
“I see.” I sighed. “I feel so guilty, Gary.”
“Why?”
“Because I got you to come here and none of this would’ve happened had you not chosen to fly here.”
“Are you trying to tell me you regret having me here?”
My eyes widened, and I gave him a pleading expression. “Not at all! I’m so glad you’re here. I’m just…I mean…I feel guilty and bad for you, that’s all.”
“Don’t.” Gary attempted a smile and rubbed my shoulder. “I’d like to
think of it as an adventure. Besides, I get to spend time with a beautiful guy, and he just happens to be sitting right next to me.” He gave me a wink.
I blushed and turned my head to the other side.
“Don’t look away from me, Santiago. Come on, look at me.”
I tried to but barely met his eyes. I wasn’t sure when I’d ever get used to such compliments.
“Can I kiss you?”
That only made my heart rate speed up while melting at the same time. Wow, Gary wanted to kiss already? While I wasn’t exactly against the idea, I felt like I needed to warm up to it first. At the same time, maybe his kiss could warm me up. “Okay.”
He inched closer until his face was too close to mine, a little smile telling me he’d won me. He placed his lips on mine for a brief moment, let go to form that same smile, and kissed me again.
Electricity struck my whole body, and my heart was completely molten. Gary’s sweet taste, his gentle touch, his manly smell, just everything combined intoxicated me.
His tongue entered my mouth and our tongues wrapped themselves around each other. He broke the kiss but kept his face close, exuding his hunger for me. “I want more, but…”
I was so hard and horny all of a sudden that I wanted more, too. I’d never in my life had sex with a guy on the same day of meeting in person. Then again, I’d never allowed myself to be in a situation like that to where it could’ve happened. I let Gary hold my gaze until our eyes locked, and it made me realize just how easily I could throw my morals out the window. “But?”
“I need to know how far you’re willing to go with me.”
Oh, this sweet ache that possessed me with such a desire for him while our lips brushed against each other without kissing, the intensity luring me to go as far as my body wanted to. I couldn’t take it anymore. “I don’t know. All the way? Maybe? Just…have your way with me, Sir. I’m yours.”
Gary’s triumphant smile spanned his face. “You sure?”
I nodded in desperate need of him. “I’m sure.”
“Remember, Santiago. If you want me as your Dominant, you have to obey my orders. Okay?”
“I’ll do anything at this point. You won me. I never even thought this would ever happen. Not just our distance but our differences.”
“Maybe we’re not really that different from each other.”
“Maybe not.” I wasn’t sure anymore, but I didn’t want to think about that at the moment. All I wanted was Gary. My body was on fire for him, my heart melted from our proximity, and my mind was sound enough to know that I wanted this. I needed him.
He kissed me some more, then stopped, his face still too close. “Strip for me, but keep your underwear on.”
I gave him a quick nod and found myself getting off the bed to stand in front of him.
“No, no, you don’t just nod. What do you say when I command you to do something?” He wasn’t upset, though. He was always calm and patient with me.
“Yes, Sir.”
“That’s a good sub. Go ahead.”
It was amazing how the control Gary had over me made my worries fade away and brought safety in place of them. What was wrong with me? I would’ve never done anything like that in my life, but I learned more and more that I was willing to do just about anything for a beautiful and sexy man like him, both inside and out.
I peeled off my polo and slipped off my shoes and socks. I undid my khakis and pulled them off my legs. With my clothes strewn around me on the floor, I remained standing in my boxer briefs with a decent-size tent in the front of them. Because he’d seen me this way on cam, I felt less shy than I normally would have.
Gary studied every part of me. His gaze moved around my body as if marking me and telling me countless stories of insatiable lust. He formed a subtle smile. “Rub your nipples.”
“Yes, Sir.” I did as told and breathed slightly heavier the longer I rubbed my nipples with my thumbs. My hard-on caused the tent to rise until fully stiff. It felt nice, and while it was only slightly awkward doing it in front of him, I was able to shove aside any ounce of reluctance. I felt like a different person doing it. With my exes, it’d been so vanilla that everything had been a predictable routine, and the sex had often been too short with barely any passion. With Gary, it was a whole new experience, an eye-opener that told me I wasn’t as innocent as I wanted to believe I was. It was exciting, thrilling, passionate, and I felt more alive in his presence.
He stood, undressed himself, and left on only his boxer briefs as well. He groped his big bulge to shape its nice thickness, just like he’d done on cam. “Get on your knees,” he said breathily, his face drunk with deep desire.
“Yes, Sir.” I knelt in front of him, looking up into his eyes. I wasn’t even worried or nervous anymore. I didn’t have any second thoughts about going far with him. Wherever things led between us, I was suddenly ready.
“Come closer to me.”
I scooted much closer while never lifting my knees off the floor, and as I looked up, his clothed crotch was dangerously close to my face.
That smile of his again, the kind of smile that continued to own me. “Do you want to see this?” He grabbed the hard shaft through his underwear.
“Yes, Sir.” I wanted to see Gary fully naked, and I wanted to know what it was like to have our naked bodies creating sweet friction.
“How bad?”
“Very bad?” I gave him a set of pleading eyes, connecting them with his.
“Put your mouth on my balls.”
I arched my eyebrows. “With your underwear on?”
He raised just one eyebrow. “Are you defying my order?”
I shook my head. “No, Sir, no, I’m sorry. I’m here to do as you wish. I’m your good sub.”
I obeyed Gary’s order and searched for his balls through his boxer briefs. I sucked on the fabric while my eyes didn’t let go of his lock on them. It was a bit weird to do because I’d have rather tasted the real thing, and tasting fabric just wasn’t appealing to me. Yet I didn’t want to disobey him. His control didn’t scare me. If anything, it made me want more of him the more of it I took in.
He rubbed the back of my head while I used my mouth to play with him the way he wanted to be played. He stroked my hair and hardened his gaze. “You know what I like about you already? I didn’t have to tell you to look into my eyes since we started this. You let me hold you with my gaze because you desire me just as much as I desire you.”
The fabric was wet, but I continued sucking on it, Gary’s clothed balls in my mouth. I eventually got used to the taste of his underwear. I precummed more than before.
He moved back and out of my mouth a little. “Stay right there, just like that.”
“Yes, Sir.”
He circled around the bed, and I got to see the shape of his butt. It was nice for a semi-round type. He unzipped his luggage, digging through it and pulling something out. He walked back to me and towered in front of me, waving a blindfold while smirking. He held a pair of handcuffs in his other hand.
I was confused as to why either of those things would be used, but I figured I’d be the one blindfolded and cuffed for whatever kinky act came next. It only made sense since I was the sub.
“This here is so you can pleasure me without seeing a thing. Why is that, Santiago? Do you know?”
I formed the tiniest smile I could. “Because I haven’t earned the privilege of seeing you fully naked, Sir.”
Gary sighed in a dramatically heartfelt way, his hand slapping his chest for extra effect. “You are absolutely correct!” He returned to normal. “You’re learning fast. You impress me every time.”
His compliment strengthened my smile. “Thank you, Sir.”
“Besides, you might not be able to see when your mouth is on me, but you’ll definitely have a taste. You already earned that just for accepting all of this, for agreeing to my way of life. I know it can’t be easy for you because you’re used to living a vanilla life, but you’ll adapt
in time. I mean, you do want this, don’t you?”
“I do, Sir. I want all of you. Every part of you.”
“And you will have all of me. You already have a chunk of my heart. Not many guys get that far with me, but you know just how special you’ve become to me.” Gary formed a smirk as if hiding his gooey emotions.
Those words that had come out of his mouth, all of them, made my own heart melt all over again. If he didn’t love me already, he’d get there at some point, just like I would someday, and probably sooner than I imagined from the way everything was going between us.
Gary wrapped the blindfold around my eyes until my vision was pitch dark. I felt the silky laces tying at the back of my head. Shortly after, my arms were pulled from behind until my wrists brushed against each other, and I felt the handcuffs trapping me. My breathing increased a bit from the anticipation. I knew I was safe, but my curiosity burned like a wildfire. He inserted a finger in my mouth, and I gently sucked it.
Gary chuckled. “And that’s just my finger.”
He took it out of my mouth, and the sounds of his underwear being pulled down filled my ears and got me more erect. A moment later, I felt his skin pressing against my face, and I inhaled the faintest scent of musk, like soap and man. I knew what it was, and I wanted it in my mouth. I wanted to taste it, so I stuck out my tongue to give the shaft a lick until I missed. I tried again and missed a second time. The inability to see what it looked like tortured me, but at the same time, the mystery from before I’d first seen his face was restored in a whole new way, which enticed me. It was also torturous not to be able to look into his eyes and see his face while I pleasured him, so I had to rely on his sounds to give me a hint. For being emotionally tortured, my clothed bulge loved it as it repeatedly twitched in response.
Gary lightly slapped his thick meat against my cheek, tempting me to take it in my mouth. “You have to find it first.”
I was desperate for a full taste, so I tried my hardest to move my head around to place my mouth on him, but I struggled. Being cuffed made it challenging because I could no longer grab anything, and I couldn’t use my eyes to guide my mouth. After being taunted enough, I stopped and lowered my head with a frown.
