by D. J. Manly
Chase and Cassidy
Book Two of the Amusing Amanda series
DJ Manly
Published 2006
ISBN 1-59578-286-9
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This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and dialogues in this book are of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is completely coincidental.
Chapter One
“What do you mean by old?” Chase paused on the door step and placed a hand on his hip.
“Just that,” Cassidy replied smugly. “Everyone knows you’re past your prime.”
Chase narrowed his dark blue eyes at him. “What a little punk. Just out of your goddamned diapers. You really think you’re something, don’t ya?”
Cassidy shrugged. “I don’t think it, man, I am. Why the agency ever sent me here with the likes of you, I’ll never know. You look good for your age, but you probably can’t even get it up any more. Hope you popped some Viagra, man.”
Chase fixed him with his gaze. He didn’t know whether to laugh, or sock him one right in the teeth. “Maybe the agency sent me here with you so that you could learn a few things.”
“I don’t need to learn from no dinosaur. You’re good looking enough, but well past your prime.”
“We’ll see about that, won’t we,” Chase replied between clenched teeth.
“Last guy who was here was famous. Did you know that?”
“I heard.”
“Yeah, he came here one night and never left. The old woman gave him everything. Just look at this place,” Cassidy glanced around. “She’s loaded. I intend for her to keep me. That guy was an idiot for walking out of this joint.”
“Maybe he got a better offer.”
“From who? The Queen?”
Chase shrugged. “Anyway, she might decide to keep me.”
Are you kidding? She doesn’t want to support you in your old age.”
“Come on, I’m only twenty-six for Christ’s sakes,” Chase growled, preparing to ring the door bell.
“Old man,” Cassidy muttered.
“Ignorant little prick,” Chase threw back. “Kiss my ass.”
“I might well be doing that, depending on the lady’s tastes,” Cassidy drawled.
Chase rolled his eyes, and rang the bell.
“You wait and see what I can do, stud,” Cassidy bragged, nudging him playfully.
Oh my God, what a fucking bore this kid was. He was far too good looking for his own good, and worst of all, he knew it. He’d seen his kind before, all talk and no action. “Um, well you’ll have to find it first, schoolboy.”
Before Cassidy could react to that comment, the door opened. A beautiful red-haired lady stood there dressed in a flimsy blue robe. She ran her eyes over one, then the other. The door opened wider. “Well, the agency outdid itself this time. Come in, boys,” she said with a smile. “Come in, and let me explain the rules.”
* * * *
“Close your mouth, kid,” Chase muttered to Cassidy as they followed the redhead down a spotless corridor to a sweeping staircase. He’d been in a lot of rich people’s homes, but this surely took the cake. Everything gleamed and sparkled with wealth and taste.
“Get a load of that…” Cassidy began, pointing at this and that.
Chase slapped Cassidy’s hand down.
“Hey, what cha doin’ slappin’ me?” he snapped, causing Amanda to turn around midway up the stairs and look at them.
“Sorry Madame,” Chase apologized, “my friend here is just a little overwhelmed, that’s all.”
“I’m not his friend,” Cassidy complained, hooking his thumb at him. “In fact, I’ve only seen him twice.”
Chase sighed. What a big mouth he had.
Amanda gave them a tight smile, then turned and continued up the stairs.
“Will you shut up,” Chase whispered.
“You shut up,” Cassidy replied.
Chase rolled his eyebrows. A rank amateur.
At the top of the red, carpeted stairs, Amanda led them down a hallway past a few doors. At one door, she paused. “My Scott used to sleep there,” she said.
“He’s legend, man,” Cassidy blurted. “I hear he could…”
Chase saw the pain in Amanda’s face. Interrupting Cassidy, he reached out and touched her hand, saying, “I’m sure you miss him, Madame.”
“Amanda,” she said, smiling. “Call me Amanda.”
“Amanda,” Chase repeated, throwing Cassidy a look which said, “Shut up,” very clearly. This kid had a way of sticking his foot in his mouth at every turn.
As Amanda opened the door to a large bedroom, Cassidy pulled back on Chase’s sleeve so that he could go in ahead of him. Chase sighed and held back. Let the asshole go first. He didn’t care.
Rather than stopping in the room, Amanda walked straight through into another room. “This is my playroom,” she said. “I designed it myself.”
It was wall to wall mirrors, with handcuffs hanging from one beam and some sort of a table with stirrups and contraptions on the other side of the room. She walked to a closet and opened up drawers, showing them the sex toys and accessories housed there.
Chase had been in the dungeons of some of the most infamous SandM. masters, so for him, this was pretty tame. He wasn’t sure what Cassidy thought, but at least for once, he was speechless.
Amanda turned around now and studied them both. “I handpicked you from the agency,” she said suddenly.
“Oh yeah,” Cassidy grinned.
Amanda smiled. “I have a proposition for you. I want you to listen to everything I have to say, then I’ll try you out. That’s the fun part,” she grinned.
“I can do anything you want,” Cassidy said. “I take it you are into threesomes so…”
“Yes, I am,” Amanda replied, “but maybe not the way you think.” Her eyes fell on Chase. “You,” she said softly, “are exquisite.”
Cassidy made a face.
“Thank you,” Chase said, as Amanda’s eyes trailed over him. “Tall, muscular, with the look of experience. Those blue eyes are deadly attractive, especially in contrast to that wavy black hair. How big is your cock?”
Chase cleared his throat. “Eight inches hard.”
Amanda smiled. “And I bet it gets hard fast and stays that way.”
“At his age?” Cassidy choked.
Amanda laughed softly. “Honey,” she said, “you have a lot to learn. Twenty-six is not old. And you,” she turned to the younger one, “barely twenty, not quite a man, but not a boy either, um … your enthusiasm will make up for your lack of experience.”
“I have lots of experience, Madame, I…”
“Amanda, and I’m sure you do, sweetie pie. What I like about you is that slender form, creamy skin and dark blond hair. Your eyes are hazel, aren’t they?”
“Yes, Amanda,” he said, winking, “do you like them?”
“Very pretty,” she reached over and ruffled his already tussled hair. “We will do something about that hair if you stay.”
“You can shave i
t bald if you keep me,” he grinned.
Chase smirked.
“There were two reasons I chose the two of you,” she said. “You contrast each other nicely, Chase so male and muscular, and wise, and Cassidy, so sweet, innocent, yet with spirit. You’ll fuck nicely together. The second reason I chose you is because I didn’t foresee any complications.”
Chase sighed inwardly. He could think of so many others at the agency he would rather fuck then this little shit head.
“What do you mean by … complications?” Cassidy asked, wrinkling his nose.
“Falling in love,” she replied, saying the words as if they burnt the inside of her mouth.
Chase laughed out loud. “No danger of that on my part.”
Cassidy shot him a dirty look. “Well, you’d be the last man I’d fall for.”
“Now,” she said, ignoring the exchange of insults, “this is the deal. I would require both of you to live here with me for six months. If it works out, we can agree to extend it. You’ll be given every luxury, an allowance, and so forth, on the condition that you amuse me when I’m in the mood and that you don’t fuck anyone else except each other, and only in my presence.”
“You mean,” Cassidy said, pointing at Chase, “all you want to do is watch me go at it with him?”
“That’s it,” she said. “Sometimes I give instructions, when I have something specific in mind,” she smiled. “Sometimes I have parties, and I might ask you to perform for my guests.”
Perform. That word left a bad taste in Chase’s mouth, but he didn’t say anything.
“All right,” she said, untying the belt on her flimsy blue gown and walking over to a long padded chair which resembled a doctors table. “Would you guys like a minute to talk, or are you ready for your audition?”
“A minute,” Cassidy said, grabbing Chase by the arm and dragging him out of the room.
“What?” Chase asked, yanking his arm away.
“You can’t mess this up,” he said.
“Me? What makes you think I’ll mess up? Anyway, to me it’s a job. We’re getting paid, aren’t we? I’ll do my job.”
Cassidy sighed. “See, that’s just it. It’s not just a job. It’s an audition … like she said. I want money, and I want to live in this place…even if I have to fuck you for the next six months.”
Chase scowled. “Thanks.”
“No problem,” Cassidy grinned. “Don’t you want to … don’t you realize the possibilities here and the…”
“Okay, okay, slow down. I’m not sure it’s worth putting up with your mouth for six months, not to mention,” he ran his eyes over him crudely, “having to…”
“I’ll be nice, I promise,” Cassidy said, giving Chase big eyes.
“Sure,” Chase said doubtfully. “Let’s just get this over with, and then I’ll see.”
“Well, if you don’t want it,” Cassidy shot back, “I’m sure she could find a replacement for you.”
“I don’t think so,” Chase said, with a satisfied grin. “I have the feeling we’re a package deal, sonny.”
Cassidy gave Chase a shove back into the room. “Okay baby, here I am. Tell daddy what you want.”
“Well,” Amanda said, looking at Cassidy, “I want you naked and on all fours. Chase is going to show you how a real man fucks.”
Chase wanted to howl with laughter. Cassidy’s expression was priceless. “Come on baby,” Chase told him, grabbing him by the arm and pulling him close, “off with ‘em.”
Cassidy hissed at him. Chase couldn’t hold back this time. He laughed out loud, whispering against Cassidy’s ear, “looks like you’re the one who’s going to blow it, if you don’t smarten up kid.”
Amanda moved her hand down between her legs. “You see Cassidy, Chase is your master, and you are his fuck slave. He is so horny that he just might fuck you for hours. Chase honey, use any of the toys you want, lube them up first.”
* * * *
Cassidy pulled away from Chase’s hold, and issued Amanda a gleaming smile. “Anything you want, Amanda. I’m willing, ready and able.”
As Chase walked over to the cupboard to pick out whatever he needed, Cassidy hastily pulled off his jacket and shirt, then his shoes, pants and underwear, then, dropped down to the floor on all fours. He left his socks on. He had no idea why he did that, except he felt less naked somehow. He usually had no problem being naked, but with this guy … well … he suddenly really felt naked, and as he heard him approach, he kept his eyes on the floor.
A pair of black boots skidded across the floor suddenly. Cassidy followed them with his eyes, then, returned them to the floor again. A jean jacket and white t-shirt came next, landing a few feet away. Faded blue jeans and a black thong-like piece of material dropped inches from his palm. He wanted to tell him to hurry up, get it over with, but he didn’t think Amanda would appreciate it. He had to fulfill her fantasy if he wanted what she had to offer.
He sucked in some breath, and raised his eyes to the mirror. He saw Amanda, greedy eyes on Chase’s body, one hand holding a vibrator, the other fiddling with an erect nipple. He didn’t mean to stare in the mirror so long, but Chase’s nakedness held him spellbound. Jesus, for an old guy, he was … well … first of all, he was hung. Baby. His cock was a sight to behold, and right now it was already standing at attention. Wonder how much Viagra he took before he got here? He had a broad chest, with just a little bit of hair between some delectable looking pecs, and secretly he’d never been crazy about the perfectly smooth chest everyone raved about these days. The hair worked its way down to Chase’s navel, his well-muscled stomach, then on to that piece of art he had between his legs. Skirting his eyes over to the other side, he caught sight of a nice little bubble butt. Not too shabby.
A hand covered his lower back as Chase slid into position behind him. “Hello there, Cassidy,” he murmured, letting his fingers move over that hollow place just above the crack of his ass. He caressed him there for a moment, and Cassidy had to admit, it shot a little thrill up his spine, not to mention that his goddamned nipples were tingling. Must have been the cold air hitting them. The floor was cool. He had a sudden urge to rub his nipples on the tile.
“Enjoy yourself, old man,” Cassidy grumbled, glancing up to see if Amanda had heard him. She had her eyes closed, the vibrator poised between her thighs.
“Oh, I intend to, kid,” Chase said, taking his time to squirt lube on his fingers. “My cock is hard as rock, and the thought of sinking it into that tight, little, juvenile ass of yours, is making it throb.
Cassidy felt his balls tighten. “Doesn’t do a thing for me.” He grunted, then, let out a gasp as he felt a hand move between his ass cheeks, and a gooey finger move around the entrance of his anus.
“No?” Chase mocked, rotating his finger around the entrance until he felt a yielding, then pushing it in past the second set of muscles.
“Fuck,” Cassidy moaned, bucking his hips. Chase was now applying some serious pressure to his prostrate. “Ahhh … goddamn.”
Chase laughed softly, widening Cassidy’s ass further, and inserting another finger.
Cassidy ground his teeth together, the pressure shooting up his ass emptied directly into his cock and balls. He lifted one hand and toyed with his nipple for a moment, his head back, tongue playing over his lips.
“First I’m going to fuck your ass with my fingers, then with this huge vibrating mother I have here,” Chase turned it on a second for emphasis. “At the end, it will be only me, and believe me baby, you’ll be more than ready when the time comes. So settle in and relax, we have all night.”
Pre cum was leaking out of Cassidy’s cock. He moaned deeply, as Chase’s fingers began to move in and out of his hole, the other hand pushing on the small of his back, eventually pinning his shoulders, and cheek to the ground, forcing his ass up even further in the air.
“You’re such a slut,” Chase said softly, withdrawing his fingers, and turning on the vibrating rubber cock. “I’v
e lubed it all nice for you kid, so it should slide around in there just fine.”
Cassidy moaned as he felt the artificial cock head force up inside of him, deeper and deeper, vibrating, the humming lulling him into a pre-orgasmic trance. He rubbed his chest against the cool tiles like a wanton whore, then, reached down to squeeze his aching cock.
“Ah, ah, ah, none of that,” Chase said softly, leaning down and breathing on that place at the small of his back. “Do that and I’ll have to tie your hands. Now get upright on your knees, and put your hands behind your back,” Chase told him.
“Do it,” Amanda breathed from the corner. “I want to see those swollen nipples. They want to be pinched, don’t they, Cassidy, bitten? Your nipples are as hard as a rock. You’ve been trying to rub them on the floor, now haven’t you?”
Cassidy brought himself upright as Chase continued to move the sex toy in his ass.
“Put your hands behind your head,” Amanda told him.
Cassidy brought his hands over his head, moaning. He could see his diamond hard nipples in the mirror; see Chase casually moving in and out of his ass with the sex toy. Shit, was he to have no relief at all? His cock was throbbing, leaking. Fuck.
The vibrating toy was turned off and Chase slowly withdrew it from his ass. Its exit sent a delicious rush of need through him.
Chase got up and moved around in front of him. He put his cock close to Cassidy’s mouth. “You want to taste it?”
Cassidy nodded. He wanted to suck every last ounce of cum out of it. “Touch me,” he said, looking up at Chase with pleading eyes.
Chase smiled, and moved around to the back of him again. He put a hand on Cassidy’s head and pushed him back down to all fours, then widened his legs. Grabbing his hips, he leaned his tongue down to his ready orifice and moved it quickly over the entrance. Cassidy cried out like a banshee. “Fuck … fuck … Chase,” he moaned, “Please.”
“Please what?” Chase murmured, moving his tongue around his entrance again.
“Fuck me, do it, do it … I want your cock. NOW!”
Cassidy heard Chase laugh softly. He wound his arm around his waist, yanked him upwards and positioned his cock at his quivering hole. He let out a yell as the cock began to fill him, moving this way and that, then all the way down inside of him, causing his entire body to shudder. Then Chase began to thrust, pulling out a little, back in, out, in, harder and harder until Cassidy’s entire body went into spasm. They were both shouting suddenly, incoherent words that accompanied them both to body quaking orgasms as Amanda whimpered quietly in the aftermath of her own.
