by Neya Fang
Maybe I should terminate his membership the way everyone said to me. Life would be so much better without him creating any more drama. I didn’t need a tall poppy tragic actress giving me more headaches.
“You did this to Auddy,” Jules said in his childlike voice, pointing his fingers at Sandar.
“I didn’t do anything,” Sandar snapped.
“You... you used b-bad word and got a-a-an-gry,” Denny cried, tears rolling down his cheeks.
“It’s okay honey. Auden will be fine. His daddy is here now. He’ll take care of him,” Denny’s daddy, Jon, said.
“What’s going on?” Mike, Sandar’s daddy, asked, coming to stand next to him.
“Nothing.”
“No! You said ‘what the hell are you doing here’ to Auddy,” Jules accused him. “He was rude to my friend, Daddy.”
“He did,” Denny agreed.
“You know him?” Mike nodded toward Auden in my arms.
I watched Sandar with laser focus and saw him flinch when Mike asked him the question.
He squirmed in his spot, shifting back and forth on his feet. “Um, yeah... yeah I met him two years back.”
And I knew then, I knew what he was talking about. He’s the man who’d made my sweet Green’s life hell, put a fear in him and pushed him to seek someone’s help with his stuttering. It was Auden’s manager who’d told me what had happened two years ago.
“I’d gone to buy a painting from him, but he refused and made a big scene during a showcase. The man was arrogant,” he lied easily through his teeth. Flat out lied.
“You are lying. That’s not what happened.” Sandar gasped and looked at his daddy surreptitiously from his fluttering eyelashes.
“You were the one who made a scene and when he told you you couldn’t have the painting you wanted because it was already sold to someone else, you slapped him and made fun of him. Then you made sure your buddies made fun of him too. You humiliated him purposely in public because you didn’t get your way.”
“That’s not what happe—”
“That’s exactly what happened.” I cut him off and narrows my eyes.
Sandar raised his chin and sniffed. “You have no proof.”
“Actually, I do. There were cameras inside the gallery, which recorded everything that happened on that unfortunate night.” I paused to take a breath and did something I should have done long ago. “Now get the hell out of my club. I don’t want to see you ever again. Not here, and definitely not near Auden. Your membership will be revoked. I don’t want men in my club who don’t respect and show empathy to others.”
“You can’t do that,” he sputtered and took a step back.
“Don’t need no slap-head in here. Find somewhere else to throw your money and status. Now leave.”
“Ugh,” he stomped his foot and whirled, walking briskly toward the door, not even looking at his daddy.
A glance around showed me many happy faces and a few relieved ones. Some vocalized their happiness by praising my actions. I looked to Mike who was standing stunned there. I felt sorry for him.
“I’m sorry, Mike, but I don’t need people around Auden who will give him only anxiety. You might want to reassess your contract with him.”
Mike had entered into a probationary contract with Sandar. It was valid for only six months. Though he was Sandar’s daddy their dynamic was more of a Dom and sub relationship. Mike was a strict daddy who believed in strict punishments and rewards.
“I didn’t know, Crane. I had no idea.”
“It’s okay, Mike, and I’m sorry for saying you should think about the contract with him.”
“It wasn’t working out anyway. I was still contemplating if I should renew our contract or not. You’ve just given me something to think about. Do you want me to leave the club as well?”
“No, please, enjoy the party. I’m going to take Auden back to my office and tend to him.”
I gently lifted him off the floor and stood. I dismissed Miller and Joe when they moved to help me, and told them to enjoy the evening, and that I’d bring back Auden when he was feeling better.
Da and Pop called my name but I shook my head and gave them a small reassuring smile and headed toward my office.
* * *
Auden was lying on the sofa in my office. I grabbed a bottle of water and an ice pack from the mini-fridge I’d had it placed.
A distressed moan had me twisting in place. Auden’s eyes fluttered for several beats before they opened. He looked around confused by his surroundings. I walked to him quickly and kneeled next to him, and pushed the coffee table back to make a little room for myself.
“Hey.” I smiled and ran the back of my finger over his cheeks. “How are you feeling, sleepyhead?”
“Where are we?” He croaked like his throat was full of sand.
“In my office.”
“Why?”
“You fainted, my sweet Green.”
His eyes widened and his lips parted. His brows touched his hairline when he realized why he had fainted. He cringed and closed his eyes and was silent for several moments.
I wondered what he was thinking.
Was he scared to face Sandar again?
Did he want to go home?
Blamed himself?
I just hoped he would tell me what was going on in his head instead of bottling it all inside him.
He finally spoke and not the words I expected to come out of his mouth.
Or did I?
I mean this was Auden, my sweet Green, who is filled with self-doubt and insecurity about everything that is him.
“I will understand if you want me to leave, after all I embraced you by fainting during a party.” His voice broke at the last word. He sniffed a few times, then covered his eyes with his arm.
I pulled his arms away and gently pushed up to sit, then gave him a bottle of water to drink. “Drink this.”
He took the bottle and opened it, drinking gingerly, his eyes flitting all over my face.
Once he was done, I then handed him the ice pack. “Hold it over your temple. You hit your head when you went down.”
He winced when he touched his temples, and took the ice pack, keeping his eye down.
We sat silently for several moments before I finally spoke what was only mind.
“I don’t want you to leave. Not now, not ever. But what I want you to do is have a little more faith in me, in my ability to always put you before everyone else. I want you to believe my words and trust me to keep them. I’ve told you you are my priority, that I’ll take care of you. That will never change. Ever. Nothing is more important than you, my sweet Green.” I kissed his quivering lips. “You won’t face Sanadr ever again. I’m going to revoke his membership. And you didn’t embarrass me. In fact, members are happy I’m booting him out of the place. Nobody liked his fancy scrawny ass. He wasn’t loved and accepted, but you are.” I laughed when I remembered how Jules went on to stand up for Auden in his little form. “Jules and Denny stood up for you. Jules was a rockstar tonight.”
A sob of relief tore free from his mouth and he wrapped his arms around my neck as he buried his face in the crook of my shoulder. He dropped the ice pack and just…cried. I held him and kissed him, rocking us both from side to side.
“All’s good, my sweet Green. All’s good,” I said as his body shook in my arms.
He finally shifted, pulling away from me and wiped his eyes and mouth with the hem of his shirt, then gave me his shy smile that I loved.
He looked around and spoke softly. “I like your office, Daddy. It’s very warm.”
“Thank you, my sweet Green.”
His eyes narrowed when he saw something behind me. I looked over my shoulder saw what his eyes were focused on. My toy shelf on display.
“What's that? That red color cylinder type thing with curved handle on the side and a coaster type thing below it,” he asked.
“It’s actually a candle. Have you ever played with a can
dle during a scene?”
He shook his head. “You can play with a candle?”
“Oh, yeah, absolutely!”
His eyes had widened. “Oh.”
“Do you want to try? It’s fun, trust me.”
He was silent for many seconds before nodding hesitantly. “Yes. Yeah, okay. It is Christmas after all.” He shrugged his shoulders and gave me a wry smile.
I stood, excitement rushing through me.
“Great. Now get naked.”
I didn’t wait to see if he did as I asked him. I went to the toy shelf to get the candle, then looked for the lighter I knew I had it somewhere in one of my drawers. As soon I found it I lit the candle and moved toward the sofa. Auden was naked and had spread his legs wide open. His eyes had darkened, lips apart breathing through it.
I saw the balls attached to the vibrator hanging down. It gave me an idea and I reached for its remote in my jacket pocket. I switched it on and heard him suck in a shocked breath. It was music to my ears and my cock immediately hardened.
Let the fun begin.
I placed the candle and the remote on the coffee table and removed my jacket, then pulled off my T-shirt and sat in front of him on the table.
“Keep your hands on the sofa. Do not move them, not at all, no matter what. Also do anything you can to sit still.”
“Yes, Daddy, I won’t move.”
“You will sit still no matter what?”
“Yes, daddy. I promise to sit still and not move my hand. No matter what.”
“Good, boy. Now, close your eyes and don’t open them. Just relax, my sweet green. Trust me you’ll love it and beg me to use it again.”
“Yes, Daddy. I trust you.”
I looked down and saw the candle had melted enough to start the fun. I lifted it up off the table and blew the fire. Unburned particles floated in the air as soon as the fire was put off, but the vanilla scent coming from it still lingered in the room.
I was aroused and so ready to play. It had been ages since I’d had a use of the candle.
I dropped the first splash of wax on his thighs. He sucked in a quick breath, gasping, then groaned. His groans turned to moans when I dropped several more in different sensitive places on his body, around his leaking cock. His belly, near his pubic hair, both his thighs, and lastly a small drop on his balls.
“Oh, Daddy. It feels... I feel... Gods, so much.”
I took the remote with my free hand and increased the vibration in his ass. He sucked in another ragged breath and trashed his head from side to side, his moans turned into whimpers.
I leaned down to lick the juice oozing out of his slit but my eyes found the ice pack laying on the floor. A wicked idea snapped into my head and I lifted it off the floor. The wax still hadn’t dried and hardened. I poured some more splash of wax on the right side of his shaft and used the ice pack on it after it dries, assaulting his senses left and right with hot and cold flashes.
He was moaning loudly, his dick twitching and jolting form the impact.
“Stop, Daddy... I will come. I’m.. fuck, close,” he cried.
I finally showed mercy after repeating it a few more times in various spots, and also stopped the vibration in his ass.
His shoulder sagged and he sighed, forcing deep breaths into his lungs, though his body was still shaking. I carefully placed the candle and the ice pack on the table beside me, then leaned down and took his twitching cock in my mouth. The sweet and salty taste of his pre-cum assailing my tongue was heave. I sucked him, bobbing my head up and down and swallowing his length.
I could hear his pleasurable moans, groans of frustration. I knew he would come anytime soon, but I wanted him to come when I was inside him. I was leaking in my jeans, soaking it with my pre-juice.
I stopped sucking him and got up.
He looked up in a daze and blinked several times.
I took the robe that was hanging behind the door and give it to him. “Cover yourself with this. We are going somewhere else.”
“W-what? where? why?” The last word came out as a whine.
And I totally got his frustration., but I wanted to fulfill one of his fantasies. “Come on, hurry up.”
I had my hand out to him and waited for him to quickly cover himself and follow me. As soon as he was ready I dragged him out and ignored the others who called us, and took him to the fantasy room.
As soon as we entered the room, I pushed him against the wall and kissed the hell out of him. My teeth grazed his lips, sucked his tongue. I was fucking his mouth with my tongue, and his hands scratched and tore my flesh with need. I loved the sting it brought, enjoyed the burn I felt down to my cock.
I somehow managed to untie the robe and pushed it off his shoulder, our lips still locked, my tongue still fucking his mouth.
I pulled away and turned him, pushing his front against the cold wall—elevator wall— that was his fantasy, getting fucked in the elevator and I was going to give him the experience. I opened my jeans fly and shoved it down, then bent down, and without any notice pulled the silicone cock out of his ass and filled it with mine.
Auden sucked in a deep breath but didn’t complain.
“This is going to be hard and fast, just like you said you wanted it to be in your fantasy. And come when I come. Together.”
“Yess... please Daddy, I need you.”
I didn’t need any more persuasion, I pumped into his ass, moving in and out. My thrusts were fast and hard. I was hitting his sweet spot, again and again, and again.
“Oh, God... oh Lord... Jesus!”
“No, my sweet Green, just me. Only me who’s fucking you right now.”
I was getting closer to coming. I was right there on the edge with him. I kissed the back of his neck, then his ears, tasting the salt of his sweat. He leaned his head to the side and captured my mouth, kissing me fevered urgency.
“I’m coming, Auden, come with me.”
My body was tense, the heart was beating wildly in my chest. I pulled my hips back, pulled my cock fully out, then thrusted back in with all my strength.
“Now, Auden. Come now!” I roared and exploded in his ass. He too came shouting my name. We were both shaking, our body trembling as we floated in the land of orgasm. My legs shook as I came down from the high. Auden was already sagging against the wall, his eyes closed. Our breathing was still labored and heavy.
“So did you like the Fantasy surprise?” I asked between the pants.
“Which fantasy was this?” He breathed.
“The elevator one.” I rested my head between his shoulder blades, his sweat mingling with that was dripping my head.
“Best fantasy come to life. It was… how do you say… best roll in the hay? Horizontal hula?”
“Best ol sackarooni! And in our case, elevator field rugby.”
We laughed and he leaned back and kissed my chin.
“You ready for some more fantasies to come to life?” I hugged him.
“Hell to the yes! Let’s do it.”
Epilogue
Crane
“Uuhh… oh fuck…” Auden shuddered. I held on to his hips as I steadily increased my pace, diving harder into him. I groaned and let my nails bit into his soft flesh.
Every time I drove into him… it was like I was landing in heaven. Every. Fucking. Time.
I pushed deeper into him, feeling his inner muscles clenching my cock. I knew he was close, but I didn’t want him to come anytime sooner. No, sir. We’d just started and the night was still young. I wanted to prolong it as long as he could hold on. Which I knew wasn’t long. Still I wanted to push him some more.
“You want to come, my sweet Green?” I grunted as I pushed in deeper.
Auden gasped and shudder. “Yes, Daddy. Oh, please. Fuck… I need to… let me…” I slowed my thrusts, loosening my hold on his hips.
I pulled out of him, then grabbed his hand and pulled him to sit. “Come here, sweet Green. I want you to ride me,” I said and sat against t
he six feet Christmas tree. We were spending Christmas Eve at my place, but tomorrow we’d spend the whole day with Da and Pop, then visit Auden’s lawyer and a family friend in the evening. So tonight was just for us. Me and him, alone and plenty of time to get naughty.
Life was good. He’d agreed to move in with me after New Year's Day celebration. I’d asked him to move only his clothes and other essential things.
We’d decided to keep his house in the mountains. We would be visiting it whenever we wanted to get away from the busy city life, or when he needed some quiet peaceful time to work on his paintings.
Sander was no longer a member of my club. Good riddance. But his daddy, Mike—who was in a contract with him, didn’t renew it after it expired last week—was in the market again, looking for a boy. Poor guy was finally settling down, getting comfortable with Sander when he pulled the rug out under him. I felt sorry for him, but fucking glad too. Sandar was not Mike’s match. Mike deserved someone who loved him, not someone who used him at every opportunity.
He’ll find what I had. Who I cherished and loved. Who cherished and loved me back. I know Auden loved me. It was just a matter of time before we both said the three most important words in our lives to each other. The L word.
I relaxed and called him with my index finger.
He nodded emphatically and frantically crawled toward me like a small kid. He straddled my legs, then looked down at my glistening dick and licked his lips. I could see the need in eyes as clear as the ocean.
“Can I suck you, Daddy?” He moaned.
“Later, my sweet. Daddy will definitely give you candy cane as a treat if you can make daddy come with you. You want the candy cane don’t you, my greedy sweet.”
He didn’t waste any time after those words were uttered from my mouth. He bit his lip and lifted himself slightly and positioned my cock at his hungry hole. Slowly, he pushed himself down, swallowing my length inch by inch. As soon I was fully seated inside his warm ass, Auden closed his eyes and let out a content sigh.
