“Big words, Rick. I hope you live up to them,” he replied in a lust-thickened whisper. His accent mind-fucked me and made me rampant.
Darcy’s flirting had made my mouth dry. I’d gone to the club to take my anger out on some experienced pussy, not give in to a guy who relentlessly hit on me. When Darcy passed by and walked over to Janine, I suddenly became aware that I was the only person still dressed.
Placing his palms back on Janine’s ass he bent and kissed it slowly then peppered kisses up her back with such reverence I felt privileged to have seen such an intimate gesture. It wasn’t like I hadn’t seen the like before, but it felt different. Their connection was mind blowing. Watching how his strong, wide hands splayed over her butt cheeks had made my cock ache for some action.
Darcy dropped to his knees, his thumbs spreading her cheeks apart and dove between her legs. I couldn’t see what he was doing, but I heard his wet tongue lapping at the rich wetness between her thighs.
“Mmmm,” he hummed appreciatively as Janine slid down, resting her head onto the metal table. An outward sign of her pleasure was in how her tongue slid the length of her dry lips before she bit tightly at her bottom one. I watched her eyes close in rapture as she lost herself to the sensation and I felt envious of Darcy in that moment.
Minutes later he stood up straight again, “Up,” he commanded.
Janine straightened up on her feet and Darcy turned her around by her shoulders to face him before lifting her up in his arms. He laid her out flat on her back on the metal table. Janine made no sound, and she didn’t react to the cold steel beneath her body, “Good girl,” Darcy told her, rewarding her with a gentle smile.
Seconds later, he strolled around her, pulling her limbs one by one and tying her arms to metal poles at the top. I shrugged off my jacket and began to unbutton my shirt when I saw him reach for the rope out of the corner of my eye.
When he began to wrap it around her wrist, I could tell he was skilled in the art of Shibari from the way he tied intricate knots from halfway up her arms to the posts. He left her legs free, and she lay spread-eagled with her pussy on full show.
I understood that she was his submissive, and he wanted to share her with me, but I had to be sure this was what she wanted as well. “Janine, do you want me to fuck you?”
She glanced at her master and waited. “You may answer, Janine.”
“I do.”
“Why?”
“Because it pleases my master.”
“Is that the only reason?”
She blushed and averted her eyes for a second then looked me straight in the eye. “Of course, it isn’t. You’re Rick Fars. I think you will be very experienced in the art of sex.”
Darcy smiled widely, “Are you satisfied she’s consenting?”
“Hell, yeah,” I said pulling my shirt apart and taking it off.
“Keep your legs spread wide but bring your knees to your shoulders,” he demanded, and my dick strained when I watched her heed his command.
Peeling my pants down my legs I watched Darcy watching Janine. His eyelids were still heavy with lust as his hand slowly stroked his dick while he moved to the bottom of the metal bed for a better view.
“Don’t be shy, Rick. Do what feels natural to you.”
“Me, shy?”
I didn’t need to be told twice. I knelt on the bed and leaned forward, taking her budding nipple in my mouth. It felt freezing cold from all the time it had been pressed up against the steel from earlier.
“You may respond,” I heard him tell her.
A moan escaped her mouth almost instantaneously and my dick thickened. I’d been staring at her for about twenty minutes all told and by that time I was ready to fuck a hole in the wall, so I peppered kisses down her body and as soon as I inhaled her sexy smell I had to taste her.
My mouth covered her entrance, and I sucked hard. “Holy fuck!” She exclaimed in shock as my tongue darted inside her. “Hot damn, so fucking sweet,” I declared before I rapidly flicked her clit with my tongue. Within minutes she was writhing against my mouth as her excitement grew and I felt a tremble build in her limbs. I gripped her legs harder and changed my position to sit to the side of one ass cheek. I swapped my mouth for my fingers and watched with delight as she started to come.
Suddenly, large fingers wrapped around my dick and an electrical current shot through me. Without warning, Darcy took most of my dick into his hot wet mouth. I was so surprised all I did was watch him blowing me.
He sucked my cock with just the right amount of pressure and it didn’t matter to me he wasn’t Jody. All I could think about was how good it felt. Alternating between fast and slow, he tongued my head perfectly, and he knew exactly what I needed to get off.
“Damn, right there, that feels so fucking good,” I cussed without a hint of shame.
“You have a great cock, Rick; I could suck you all day,” Darcy remarked when he pulled my dick out of his mouth with a loud pop.
I considered having him sign a pledge to do just that—it was that good. I’d thought Jody was incredible, but skill-wise, Darcy was by far the better man. I could barely concentrate on his girl because he made me feel so good. Poor Janine, I'd almost forgot about her when I began fondling her pussy and finger fucking her but most of my attention was on Darcy. He was so distracting.
A couple of times I had to pull my dick out of his mouth because I almost came. All the while I played with Janine’s clit and finger fucked her. She came twice when my fingers curled to find that sweet spot and I rubbed it in the way that made all the women I’d ever been with lose their minds.
Pushing Darcy away I stood up and I could see the carnal look in his eyes. I figured he thought one of us was going to be inside the other, but I was a natural top, I’d never been on the receiving end and I had no intention of doing so with him either. It appeared to me he was the same.
Rising up onto my hands and knees I pulled Janine into position and began fucking her with my tongue. The girl was dripping wet and her pussy was more than ready for some action, so I pulled out my tongue and muttered, “Condom.”
Janine may have been Darcy’s plaything, but he had begun to look like mine. After blowing me he immediately applied a condom as soon as I said the word. His wandering hands skated all over my body, sensually touching, stroking, pinching, and his mouth constantly pecked little kisses over my thighs and back.
Crawling up onto the steel sheet bed Janine lay on, I positioned my dick over her entrance. Janine smiled seductively and I took the weight of her thighs by lacing my arms underneath. She lifted her knees further and made herself wide open to me.
As soon as I lined up, I entered her in one long glide and stilled. She was wet, warm, and incredibly tight, and for a second it stole my breath.
“Fuck. You’re tight,” I hissed, my breathing labored, as I tried to stop myself from coming. Once I’d caught my wind I began rocking in and out of her. My mouth dropped to her neck, and I instantly felt gooseflesh under my fingertips; she was highly responsive.
Darcy stroked my back with a little more pressure, sweeping his palms down one minute, dragging his fingernails up the next. His sensual seduction set my nerve endings on fire throughout my whole body.
I vaguely heard a cap flick and knew it was a lubricant bottle then there was a hard finger followed by a warm sticky gel wetting my asshole as he rimmed his finger around me. I steeled momentarily and was about to turn when his other hand caressed my whiskered jawline and he dragged my face to meet his.
The flames of lust were high in his eyes, his pupils dilated to such a degree that there was very little iris left to see. My breathing became uneven and my heart sped in anticipation.
Poking his tongue out to wet my lips, his mouth devoured mine in a kiss that made me feel dizzy. I was under no illusion—what he did wasn’t to help me get off on her. Strange thing was I felt the same. I was fucking this hot blonde with the perfect body, but it was Darcy who stole my attenti
on.
With my asshole well lubricated he slid the side of his hand up and over my crack then cupped my balls. I groaned because I was so fucking gone that I wasn’t really paying attention to what was happening with Janine any more.
“I need to lie down,” I stated when my senses felt overwhelmed.
Darcy untied Janine who immediately began fondling Darcy’s dick while I lay on my back watching her go at it. Lying on the cold stainless steel I could feel where her warm body had been. There were patches where my body was larger, and the contact was so cold it made me shiver.
Climbing on the bed beside me, Darcy pulled off my condom and took me in his mouth again. This time he pulled my feet up to my ass and spread my legs like the wings of a bird for better access. As he sucked in, his cheeks hollowed and the sensation almost blinded me.
Jody sprang to mind and the thought of him jolted me for a second and I felt guilty as if I were cheating. Yet, he was the one who had cheated in all that time; he was the one with the family. All right, I was as guilty as he was because I knew they existed, but I wasn’t the one who kept calling for us to be together.
I pushed that thought aside and a few minutes later my mind was clear except for maybe one thing, the amazing feeling the hot guy with his mouth around my dick gave me.
His attention felt intense, I felt wired and full of anticipation. I’d never been controlled by someone in the way Darcy was handling me, and when he tugged my cock in long even strokes while his tongue and mouth devoured my ball sac. I was sunk in the pleasure of it all until his tongue slipped lower and he lifted my legs. “I’m not bottoming,” I warned, tensing.
“Shh, I know. Let me take care of you. Let me take all the tension from you.
Good luck with that because the only way that’s gonna happen is for me to come.
When he began to groan, I glanced down and saw Janine giving him some serious head as well. His finger slipped back to my asshole and immediately it pulled tight in response.
“Relax, Rick, I promise I’ll be gentle with you,” his voice was playful, and I knew he was trying to put me at my ease. I stared up at him and his eyes were so heavy with desire that I almost shot my load just looking at him. He was fucking gorgeous, as was Janine, and usually it would have been her that was the main focus of the ménage. But this time was different. I was hot for the dude with the French accent and the killer pecs.
Feeling his finger playing at my asshole felt a little off at first. Not that I hadn’t had that before, just that only one guy had ever done that before. However, it felt amazing and eventually I guess the dude timed it right because I really wanted that finger by the time he finally inserted it.
Working it in and out gently, he took my dick back into his mouth and sucked it like his life depended on it. I felt myself give over to the pleasure of lust and began to fuck his mouth a bit quicker. For a few seconds, his finger followed the same rhythm as his mouth then I heard him, stiffen, groan and jerk.
Darcy came hard and his finger brushed over my prostate gland. White heat ran though my body, and it felt like a firecracker had gone off up in my ass and exploded inside my brain. My head felt like it was floating while my body locked up in one of the hardest orgasms of my life.
I was so used to groupies taking my cum in their mouths I never even thought about warning Darcy, not that I’d had much time to. He chuckled as he took me out of his mouth after swallowing and wiped it with the back of his hand.
"Ah, Monsieur Rick, for now, you do not bottom. I give this for free; however, one day, I am going to rock your world. I am contented for now we have made headway together. I have waited a long time for this. I’ve never performed in my club in any capacity other than as host until today. However, when you called me, I decided today is the day Mr. Fars learns what it is to want a man. Was I right?”
I wasn’t sure whether Darcy felt that his session was the first time I’d been with a dude, but there was one thing for sure, I knew I wasn’t about to disclose my history to someone I’d shared a fuck with in a club.
Chapter Seven
Getting Back on the Horse
We left the club shortly after and I’d promised to meet Darcy for lunch the next day. He was hot and there was some real chemistry between us, but I’d already decided he was my first male one-and-done. The last thing I needed was to get mixed up with a guy who already had someone and who owned a sex club.
As Jed and I headed home, I turned on my cell in the car and saw I had eleven missed calls from Jody and seven voicemails. Given what had happened in the club and with another guy, I felt guilty, then reminded myself I was a single guy… a free guy, and I could do what I wanted.
I was Rick Fars and Jody never respected me for who I was or what I’d achieved. It was like what I did for a living wasn’t worth anything to a man like him. I’d spent long enough wandering soulless because of Jody’s demands and I had no regrets about leaving him. I'd already moved on.
Jody would never change, and I knew I’d never allow anyone to be ashamed to be seen with me from then on. When I considered things on the way home, I figured I had done what I did that evening with Darcy because I’d known him a long time and I felt safe enough to explore my feelings. However, as soon as I pulled my clothes back on, I knew what we’d done that night was as far as it went. More importantly, I’d proved to myself that Jody and I were now firmly in the past.
When I woke late the following morning, my body felt stiff. Everywhere. My night with Darcy and Janine had blown the cobwebs off my single existence and I was raring to go again. I smiled to myself and stretched out as I turned to look at the time on my cell. It was 11:51 am, and I saw I had four more voicemails.
The calls were from Alfie, Gibson, Lennon, and Darcy. I blocked Darcy’s number and felt relieved there were none from Jody. I stretched again and grunted as I pushed myself further up my pillows and listened to their messages.
I hit dial on Lennon’s call, which appeared to be the tamest of all to deal with. “G’morning, Lennon. What can I do for you?” I asked when I rung him back.
“Well, that’s a first,” he replied.
“First?”
“Yeah, sounding cheerful before noon,” he added and snickered down the line.
“Ah, well… that’s what getting well laid can do for a man. You should try it,” I informed him and chuckled.
“Sounds like I need to hang out with you, Rick,” he replied, and my heart skipped a beat at the thought. Lennon was the best-looking man I’d ever come across, yet I had seldom seen him with a woman.
Lily put it down to his quiet studious nature and mentioned she figured he’d been burned badly in the past. No matter how hard I tried to imagine who would do that to him I couldn’t believe a woman could find fault.
It occurred to me, no matter how long we’d spent together during our weeks on tour, I had never once asked him about his love life and he’d never volunteered any information.
“Where are you?” I heard myself ask.
“Right here in LA. That’s why I rang, I thought I’d look you up while I’m here.”
“What’re you doing here?”
“Come to visit an old flame,” he replied.
“Flame as in hot chick?”
“Yeah, very hot, at one point I thought I’d marry her,” he said sounding a little melancholy.
“Yeah? Why didn’t you?”
“I’m not sure… a little self-doubt I suppose.”
“Right,” I replied because this was totally news to me. He’d never spoken about relationships before.
“So, what are you doing later?” I asked.
“Nothing much, why? Do you want to teach me to have fun like everyone else seems to want to do?” he replied.
“Depends what you’re into,” I answered chuckling as my mind went to the gutter. “Ah, fuck, come over anyway,” I said pretending it was my kind nature giving into something I didn’t want to do. “My plans for my last night hav
e been scratched so I’m at a loose end.”
“Alright. What time?” he asked.
“Give me a couple of hours to make myself decent then haul ass over here.”
“You got yourself a date,” he answered and chuckled at his own joke.
It was a little after 3:00 pm when Lennon arrived, and a buzz of excitement jolted me when I heard the low timbre of his voice as he greeted Jed when he opened the door. I stood and walked through to the hallways to greet him and realized he wasn’t alone. My initial reaction was disappointment, and then I looked at the girl he was with.
Petite and demure, she stood just barely inside the door looking a little awkward. She was simply stunning, and I immediately knew why Lennie flew all the way to California to see her. I glanced at Len and thought how hot he looked, and then how amazing they looked as a couple. He had the frame of an athlete: dark brown hair, and tanned skin from being native to Florida.
In contrast, the girl was equally golden brown, with black hair, huge chocolate brown eyes, and an incredible smile. I was immediately taken with her. I noticed how firmly they held hands and knew that whatever was going on between them it wasn’t purely platonic either. Somehow, I felt disappointed. Lennon smiled warmly as soon as his whiskey colored eyes met mine and he strode assertively toward me.
Dropping the girl’s hand, he stretched his arms out, closed the space between us, and wrapped them around me in a firm hug. I inhaled his now familiar cologne deeply and loved the scent of it. For some reason we let the hug linger for a second then both of us stepped back at the same time. Len cleared his throat and looked sheepishly at the girl.
“Jesus, Lennie, that felt like you were leaving for a tour of duty. Anything you want to tell me?” I asked in jest as I tried to cut through the heavy vibe in the air.
“Yeah, I figured since we’re in the same city for a while and we’re gonna be bumping shoulders on and off for the next couple of months, I should make the effort to spend some time with you.” I felt delighted to hear his explanation.
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