by BLMorticia
“Richard, my man.” I said it when we bear hugged with both our arms around each other’s bodies. Once my mouth was close enough to his ear, I recited my room number. “At the Crowne London, penthouse suite 3B.” I quickly slipped the keycard into his jacket.
With many eyes and camera phones on us, we pulled away giving each other more than generous smiles. In all honesty, we looked like two very high Cheshire cats. Both of us knew we had to play it up for the crowds and I was very sure some fanfiction writer would have a field day with these pictures.
“Right. Good to see you again.” Richard lightly patted me on the chest and let go before either one of us would do anything rash. He nodded at me, clearly affected by that moment, but like the gentleman he was, Richard would not show everyone else how rattled he might’ve been.
With labored breaths, I watched him move on, then I turned and posed for more pictures. Little did they know the heat between us caused flames to consume my entire body. I ached to be with him. My heart thumped in my chest, damn near cutting off my breath and my dick was rock hard.
So solid, I could hammer anything in my path because of that one hundred and twenty seconds with him. God, what he did to me and my psyche was incredible.
“So, you did it.”
I nodded and held Brianne close to me again. “I did.”
“And I guess I need to convince Leslie she has to ride you at least once.”
“Maybe. I don’t care either way, it’s totally up to her.”
“Aw, aren’t you sweet. A bet is a bet.” Brianne pinched my ass and I yelped a little. The photographers and the fans thought it was adorable.
“It is, but I really don’t give a damn, babe. I got you and tonight I’ll have my man.”
I glanced at his slender frame walking into the theatre, greeting a couple of our co-stars on the way.
“And, that my dear, is truly all I’ll ever need.”
Chapter Three - Richard
After the movie, I faked sick and jumped in my car to rush to the hotel. It just so happened both of us were staying at the Crowne which meant no one would know which room I was heading into.
Regardless, I always had disguises in my trunk so we could meet up. The main idea was to keep our meetings a secret.
Not wanting to cause any undue attention, I walked fast to the elevator, not bothering to acknowledge anyone at the desk. At this late hour very few people worked anyway which meant I could get by without being seen.
Once I made it to the lift, I pressed the buttons and leaned back on the paneling. I eyed the numbers lighting up at the top of the elevator and sighed inwardly.
Thinking of that earlier exchange, my breaths hitched in my chest and immediately sensed the blood rush to my cock. Feeling the pressure on my groin, I reached down and gave my hardened erection a stroke through my trousers, replaying the entire vision in my head.
Issak was close to me, taking a big risk grabbing me from behind. His huge arms wrapped around me, pulling my backside to meet his dick.
Ugh.
I groaned and licked my lips while the scenario repeated in my brain. One of his hands slipped around me as he slid his penthouse key into my pocket. Him growling his room number into my ear coupled with hot breath tickling my earlobe. Thoroughly aroused, I finally turned to meet his gaze.
As the heat rushed to my cheeks, Issak’s wild brown eyes gazed hungrily at me, saying I can’t wait to fuck you this evening. It was all there on display if anyone read the messages.
Sure, we appeared to be two chaps who’d worked together ever so often. We’d met at parties and awards shows, but those grins we’d exchanged were so much more. That sinister smile meant your ass is mine and I returned it saying, I cannot wait until it is.
That was the effect Issak had on me ever since we started seeing one another. No one had the power to make me blush with regularity or make me forget my damn name. No one could edge me, then make me come on his command. Only Issak could and I looked forward to those scenarios happening again. Not only because I desired it, but hell, I needed it for my sanity.
The ring of the elevator, signaling the arrival to the correct floor disrupted my lusty thoughts. I walked off the lift and made the turn to his suite as he’d requested. I reached inside my right pocket, sliding the key out, then waved it over the censor to unlock the door. With one click, I was inside and I carefully closed the door behind me.
Striding through, I waved my hand over the sensor and the place lit up like a Christmas tree. The suite was similar to mine. The off white walls covered with random photographs of the city. The living room held a couch, a recliner, and two tables on either side with a small coffee table in the middle. Atop one of those side tables sat a decanter with whiskey inside. Undoubtedly scotch because other than vodka, that’s all Issak drank. I could tell the container had been hit several times already.
Walking through the sliding doors to the next room, I eyed the bed, covered in white sheets along with a grey bedspread. The four pillows sat up on each side, encased in the same colored coverings. Lying against one of them, a note, that appeared to be folded in half like a card.
Curious, I walked closer and grabbed it.
While I stepped out my shoes, I flicked it open and slid my tie from around my neck.
Richard,
I’ll be here around eleven. Make yourself comfortable and get ready for me. Wash yourself thoroughly, inside and out. I’m looking forward to seeing you tonight and creating that scene I sent you months ago.
Much Love,
Issak
Reading his words, I smiled to myself and tossed the note back on the bed. The anticipation filled me, thinking of his large hands all over me, while I was bound, gagged, and plugged. I couldn’t wait to get started. Since it would be another hour before his arrival, I decided to prepare myself as he instructed.
Excited, I stripped off my suit and placed everything on the chair on the side of the bed. I removed my socks and underwear, tossing them in the same pile. Right then, I caught sight of the bathroom and made my way to the entrance. The cold hardwood sent a chill through my body, making my teeth chatter, but I ignored it for now.
In the bathroom, I waved my hand over the sensor and the lights came to life. Light grey marbled tiles covered the walls. The shower on the left, big enough for four or five along with a double sink. In the center, a huge white porcelain tub with one shiny silver faucet in the middle. There was also a sprout for additional cleaning.
Thinking of Issak’s note, I wondered which method to use to clean myself as he asked.
The bath or the shower?
Thoroughly, would mean the bath so I could immerse myself in water. Since the bath appealed to me more, I decided to take advantage of it.
Taking a few steps, I strode over to the tub, then reached down inside of it, grabbing the plug for the drain. I turned the valve and grabbed one of the bath salts on the side, pouring a decent amount in. In moments, the bathroom smelled of citrus and I inhaled it deeply. When the water filled midway, I turned the valve to off.
Checking the time, I eyed the small digital clock on the right side by the sink. I quickly walked over to the counter, grabbing the candles and matches. I lit them all, one by one, placing them on the side table as well as the counter and sink. I waved my hand over the lights again, then sauntered back to the tub.
Ready to get in, I dipped a toe in to test if it were too hot or cold.
The perfect temperature.
Satisfied, I stepped all the way in and eased down into the water. Instantly the warmth caused my nipples to harden on my chest and I sucked in a breath feeling intense relief. My dick, already hard, bobbed against my belly and I grasped my shaft, thinking of Issak’s mouth taking me in. I rubbed my thumb over the tip and jerked my tight fist over my hardened flesh.
In ecstasy over my vision, I moaned and closed my eyes, envisioning him with me. Naked as I was, Issak crouched over my midsection and his head moved up
and down in the same motion as my hand. Issak’s mouth swallowed my cock, licking and sucking me to the point of completion while I pinched my own nipples.
Overcome with desire, my body shuddered and trembled uncontrollably. As warm shots of cum spurted on my belly and chest, I bit down hard on my bottom lip. I lifted both legs up, feeling my ass quivering from want. I needed to be filled with something. Preferably with Issak, because masturbation alone wouldn’t do the trick.
Still aroused, I opened my eyes and leaned back, planting both feet onto the floor of the tub. I hadn’t done what he asked as of yet because I was too busy enjoying the hot moment being played in my brain.
A wicked grin crossed my lips, thinking of the punishment, my Dom had in store for me.
A few slaps across the ass with the riding crop?
A twelve incher shoved up my ass while I wore a ball gag?
Oh the possibilities that could come about from disobedience. I supposed I would have to wait until he returned to learn of my fate.
Chapter Four - Issak
I arrived a little earlier than I told Richard I would because damn, I couldn’t wait to get my hands on him. I’d slipped out of the afterparty so no one would miss me. I was sure Brianne would have just the right alibi to cover my tracks.
Not worried about speeding tickets, I rushed back to the hotel. I sprinted past the desk so I wouldn’t be stopped and hopped on the elevator to get up to my penthouse suite.
Jazzed, I punched the numbers and leaned back, watching the numbers go up. In only a couple of moments, I’d be on my floor as I wanted.
As predicted, the elevator was fast. I dashed to my room and waved the keycard over the sensor. I popped my head in, noticing the lights were all on, meaning my man was indeed here. I smelled his cologne in the air and I inhaled it deeply in my lungs. Something like sandalwood, mixed in with natural musk. I couldn’t wait to drink it in because I’d missed it as much as I missed him.
To say I wasn’t completely taken by this hot sonofabitch was an understatement.
Walking past the living area, I made my way to my bedroom. I slid my jacket off and tossed it on the floor, near the closet. I eyed his suit, crumpled in the recliner and smiled.
Fuck yes.
Richard was already naked and I’d get my hands on him as I’d desired for the last two and a half months.
Totally stoked, I leaned down to remove my boots along with my socks. I unzipped my pants and shoved them down from my waist. When my hard dick popped out from under my leather pants I hissed and sucked in a breath. While I finished getting out of them, I yanked my t-shirt from over my head and dropped it in the pile along with my pants.
Now naked, I moved across the room and walked through the door leading to the bathroom. I caught sight of my man in the tub, jerking his shaft in his palm. His eyes were closed and mouth in the shape of an “O”. Richard was gasping and moving in the tub, making the water move with him.
Damn, what a sight. I could come just taking him in, but I desired more than just visual stimulation.
I took my eyes off Richard a moment to notice the scene he’d created. Candles lit in different spots in the room, giving it the perfect backdrop for our night together. I walked closer to the tub, watching Richard’s body give in and unravel in front of my eyes. In a trance, I reached down and grabbed my own shaft, fisting it in the same motion as he’d done. I sucked in a deep breath and threw my head back, feeling my own fucking resolve wither away. What this man did to me was incredible. He hadn’t even touched me yet and I was ready to explode.
Caught up in my arousal, I nearly forgot I was in the same room with him. So, when a hand covered mine, I inhaled sharply in surprise. Those azure blue eyes met mine and he immediately wrapped both hands around me, bringing my crotch close to his face.
“Missed you.” Richard whispered and planted kisses around my belly, trailing his tongue from my navel on down to my treasure trail. He licked the spot right above my cock before nuzzling his nose into the bed of short curls surrounding my dick.
“Fuck baby.” I dropped my head back, watching the ceiling above my head. I swiped my tongue over my lips, enjoying the feeling of his mouth completely taking me in. He licked around the top and dipped the tip of his tongue into the piss slit.
“Oh baby.” I fought the urge to stop him by holding both hands at my sides. I tried my best to brace myself for what was to come. I sucked in air once again and thrust my body back and forth, fucking his mouth with my cock.
“Fuck, Richard. Fuck yeah, suck that dick. Your mouth … oh shit, your mouth.” I cried out and clenched my teeth tightly together, holding on to what little restraint I had.
Then, a surprise. I grasped onto his shoulders to steady myself. Within minutes, a finger pressed against my back door, attempting to enter.
“Ugh.” I yelled at the top of my lungs, knowing that would make me come in an instant. But I couldn’t have that. Not when I hadn’t fucked Richard like I wanted. I needed to mark him and make him mine again.
Reluctantly, I pulled away and backed up so I could grab the condom and lube I’d placed in the drawer before I left. I had them all over the suite because I wasn’t sure where we’d end up.
“Issak.” Richard was kneeling in the tub, rubbing one hand over his semi furry chest, while the other grasped his cock. I swore I saw a flame, a flame of desire in those blue eyes. His lips were slightly swollen.
With the items I needed, I strode back over to Richard. I placed the condom and lube on the side table. I took him by the hand and helped him stand up. When at eye level, I grabbed his face and sucked his lips into my mouth before letting go to cover his lips with my own.
Richard wrapped both arms around me, returning that kiss with more passion and burn. So much so, my mouth hurt from the lip lock.
I grimaced and moaned into the kiss, feeling my arousal spike by the fucking thousands. If I didn’t get inside of him soon, I’d climax just from the foreplay.
“Turn around so I can prep you, baby.” My voice was breathy and filled with need.
Richard bowed his head and shifted, then bent down, spreading his legs wide.
“Fuck, I’ve been waiting for this.” I placed both hands on his ass and pried it wide open. The slight hairs around his asshole looked delectable. I dipped my tongue in between the cracks and sucked on the taut skin.
“Shit, Issak. Oh fuck.” Richard growled at me and his hand pressed my head further into his butt.
Though I was a Dom, I relished in Richard taking control of the situation. We were on equal footing for now, so I allowed him to force me deeper. I swiped my tongue over his hole, then moved back so I could spread him more. I noticed him expand slightly for me and I gave it a firm slap.
“That’s right baby. Open it for me. I wanna taste you.” No sooner than I finished the sentence, I dipped my tongue inside Richard. It smelled like the bath salt, but also like him. All tangy, salty sweet. Richard was all of that and I thoroughly enjoyed eating him.
“Issak. Oh God, need you in me. I need your dick!” Richard yelled out for me.
I wasn’t too worried about who would hear. I was pretty sure there were sound proof walls in this overpriced establishment and even if there weren’t, it wasn’t like they knew who stayed in this suite anyway. Issak and Richard could be anybody. It didn’t have to be Trevett and Thomas.
“You need me, huh?” I bit his butt cheek and gave it another smack. Again, I pushed my tongue inside of him, over and over at the same rate as I jerked my dick. I ran my thumb through the pre-cum on the tip, then smoothed some on the rest of my fingers. I moved back and rubbed a bit on Richard’s asshole to use as some lube. I’d use the actual slick too, but I liked seeing my come on his asshole, because this would be the closest I’d get to having my seed inside him.
If only.
But it was too damn risky. We had women in our lives and although I liked the idea of filling him up and watching it leak out, we couldn’t,
knowing what could possibly happen. A damn bummer if you asked me, but a man could dream.
Despite this, I continued rubbing my slicked finger over his ass. I grabbed the actual lube and squeezed some into my palm. I pried him open again, and stuck my wet finger into his asshole, then added another. When it contracted around my finger, it made me harder if that were possible.
“That’s it baby. Oh yeah, your ass looks so good around my fingers.”
Richard bore down and moved back and forth on my hand. The mewling sounds from him went straight to my cock and I reached down, fisting myself again. My breaths were erratic and I growled low.
I couldn’t wait any longer to be inside of him, so I tore the foil packet and rolled the latex onto my erection.
“Please say you’re fucking me.” Richard begging to be fucked nearly made me spurt inadvertently.
“I am.” I planted a light kiss on his ass, then dragged my tongue from his crack to his spine. I placed kisses there too and wrapped both hands tightly around his waist.
“Are you cold in this tub? Wanna turn some water on to warm it up?”
“No, I swear I won’t even notice when you’re inside me.”
Richard’s voice was full of need and I loved it. He was so ready for me, so damn open. I could hardly wait to thrust my cock inside him.
While I held him, I could feel Richard shift in order to get comfortable. I pressed my dick at his rear entrance and slowly slid inside. In less than a minute, I’d filled Richard. I inhaled deeply, feeling the shots of energy roam through me like a bad drug. This happened each and every time we fucked.
“Oh fuck, Issak!” Richard cried out.
While I held on to Richard, I slid out a little then rammed forward into him again. I reached around to grab his cock, fisting it in the same motion as my thrusts.
Richard met each one for us to be in sync. He reached out and wrapped one arm around me to pull me in closer.
