Aroused (28 page)
Authors: Sean Wolfe
“That's it?” Victor asked, and turned around to look into Mykel's eyes. “I had a nice ass and you just wanted to fuck me?”
Mykel looked into Victor's face, and noticed how the moonlight from the window made his blond hair shine. He could see those big blue eyes, and those long, thick eyelashes, and those beautiful pink lips that were trying to part into a smile, but weren't quite successful. He thought he was going to say the right thing, was right on the verge of it. But when he opened his mouth, all that came out was, “Yes.”
Big tears welled up in Victor's eyes, and when he pushed himself away from Mykel and up from the bed, Mykel knew he'd fucked up. Once again he'd screwed everything up. He should go back and retract everything he just said. Start all over and this time say what he was really feeling. But he knew he wouldn't. He couldn't.
“Where are you going, Vic?” he asked as he watched Victor get dressed in the dark. “You know me, I always say all the wrong things. I'm sorry. Come back to bed.”
“Then say the right thing, Mykel,” Victor said as he sat on the edge of the bed and tied his sneakers.
“I can't. You know I can't.”
Victor sat motionless on the bed, with his back to Mykel, and then took a deep breath. “I love you, Mykel,” he said as he turned around to look at the guy who'd just made love to him. “I kinda thought you felt the same way. Or were at least moving in that direction.”
“Victor, I told you upfront that I was not looking for anything serious,” Mykel said, as he sat up in bed. “I can't have any strings in my life right now.”
“It's not that you can't,” Victor replied, and stood up and began putting on his jacket. “It's that you won't.”
“Okay, so it's that I won't. What difference does that make?”
“It makes a big difference, Mykel. What we just did, what we have, is more than just being fuck buddies. It's special. Or at least it could be, if you just let it.”
Mykel closed his eyes so that he would not have to look at Victor, and to give him the strength to say what he knew was going to come out of his mouth, even though it is not what was coming out of his heart. “I don't want something special, Vic. I just wanna have a good fuck every now and then.”
He heard Victor gasp in the dark, and then he heard Victor walk out of the room and down the stairs. A moment later the front door downstairs shut quietly.
Over the next week, Victor called Mykel at least once every day. Mykel looked at the caller ID display, and let the calls go into voicemail. He just wasn't ready for the kind of relationship Victor was looking for. Victor finally caught on, and to his credit, stopped calling after that first week.
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Mykel woke up the next morning and knew at once he'd had another of his nightmares. His heart felt heavy and pained. What was it he'd dreamed about? He couldn't remember, and after very little thought, decided it didn't matter.
He showered and returned the call to Rio, getting the travel arrangements. There was a flight leaving later that afternoon, and he planned on being on it. He called Laura and arranged for her to housesit while he was gone, and then walked into his room to begin packing.
“Are you sure that thing will hold both of you?” Mykel asked as he looked at the leather sling attached to the ceiling in the basement.
“Yes,” Rafael said as he climbed into it and lay on his back. “It's securely screwed into a cement beam. It's not going anywhere we don't want it to.”
Mykel took a moment to gaze at Rafael's body. His client was perfectly built: a little over six feet of solid and defined muscles, completely smooth body from head to toe, dark copper skin, and a thick uncut cock that was almost, but not quite, as big as Mykel's. He was a very successful model in South America, and his face was sculpted perfection. He was one of only a handful of the thirty-years-and-younger crowd that Mykel knew who was anywhere near as rich as he was.
Paolo walked up behind Mykel and kissed him tenderly on the neck, and then walked over and joined his lover at the sling. He wasn't in the same league as his Rafael, but was certainly no slouch. He was about five feet eight inches tall, with creamy beige skin and sandy blond hair and green eyes. His smile broke many hearts of both sexes, and there wasn't a soul who knew him who wasn't madly in love with him. He was tender and caring and emotional, and always cared for others way above himself. Everyone thought they were the perfect couple, and Mykel had to agree.
Paolo took Rafael's big uncut cock in his hand and sucked on it for a moment, as Mykel watched from a few feet away. Then he carefully climbed onto the sling and straddled his lover's body. Rafael's thick cock stood straight in the air directly below Paolo's ass, and Mykel found himself breathing heavily as he walked toward the couple.
“Sit on his cock,” Mykel said, and reached up to kiss Paolo as he pushed him by the shoulders down toward Rafael's cock. He heard Paolo gasp and felt his body tense up a little for a second or two, and then relax as he slid all the way down to the base of the big dick. “I want to see him fuck you until you cry out in ecstasy and shoot your load all over me,” Mykel said, and kissed Paolo passionately on the lips as the two lovers fucked.
The sling began to rock back and forth rapidly, the chains clanging with the fury of the sex. Paolo pushed Mykel back about a foot, and then leaned forward with his ass still impaled on Rafael's cock, and began to suck Mykel's big dick. The three had played around several times before, and Mykel had always considered the couple among his favorite clients. But there was something different about this time. The sling, the clanging of the chains, the heated grunts from the lovers, the dark room and candle light ... it was all turning Mykel on more than he'd been turned on in quite a while. And Paolo was an expert cocksucker, as well, and so it wasn't long before Mykel felt himself getting very close.
“I'm sorry, guys,” Mykel said, because he prided himself on always lasting until he'd made his clients cum. “But I'm gonna shoot. I can't help it.”
“NO!” Paolo yelled, as he pulled his mouth from Mykel's cock, and grabbed it forcefully at the base of the cock, cutting off the circulation.
“Oh shit,” Mykel moaned, and ground his teeth to prevent from cumming. Two large drops of cum dripped from his cock head, but he was able to hold back from actually shooting. “I'm sorry,” he repeated, and shook his head to clear the cobwebs. “What's wrong?”
“Nothing's wrong,” Paolo said, and pulled Mykel in for a kiss. “But I want you both inside me at once. I want to feel both of your huge cocks fucking me.”
Both lovers were breathing heavily, and speaking in Portuguese, telling each other how hot the other was, and how much they loved one another. Paolo moaned and slid his smooth ass up and down the length of Rafael's giant cock, and Rafael pounded his cock deep into Paolo's ass, squeezing and hugging him as they fucked.
“Are you sure, Paolo?” Mykel asked in Portuguese. He had many clients who were into fisting and taking things such as traffic cones and baseball bats up their asses. But Paolo wasn't one of them. Paolo was nice and sweet and playful. Almost innocent, if not for the huge cock up his ass and the fury with which he fucked his lover's big cock.
“Yes, I'm sure,” he panted, and licked his lips at Mykel in a way that made it impossible for Mykel to deny him. “I want you both inside my ass. Now.”
He leaned way back, so that he was almost lying on top of Rafael's torso. From this angle, Mykel could see Paolo's smooth ass stretch to what seemed its limit to take the massive cock that was buried deep inside him. Rafael's cock throbbed, and the giant vein that ran the length under this shaft looked like it was about to explode.
Mykel's own cock was as hard as it had ever been, and he took a step forward and pressed his cock head against Paolo's ass.
“Fuck me!” Paolo said loudly.
And so Mykel did. He slid his cock inside Paolo's ass slowly, until only the head popped in. Rafael and Paolo both gasped, and when he slid his fat cock all the way inside Paolo's hot ass, both lovers held their breaths.
In all his years of fucking, Mykel had never felt anything like this. Paolo's ass was hot and tight as it squeezed his cock from the top and both sides. And Rafael's huge cock was as hard as a rock, and when it slid against the underside of his own cock, it sent shock waves of pleasure throughout his body.
He couldn't believe that Paolo was taking both gigantic cocks up his ass. But there he was, moaning loudly as both men fucked him fast and hard. The two lovers kissed and hugged one another as Mykel held onto the chains at the foot of the sling and pounded his cock relentlessly into Paolo's ass.
“Oh fuck, I'm cumming,” Rafael said as he gasped for air. He left his cock buried deep in his lover's ass.
Mykel felt Rafael's cock throb and expand inside the hot ass, pressed against his own as Rafael shot his load deep into Paolo's ass.
“Me too,” Paolo said.
A second later Mykel felt the stud's hot ass grab his cock and squeeze it several times as he shot his load in every direction. It seemed to never stop, and with every spurt, the tight ass gripped Mykel's cock it a little tighter and swallowed it a little deeper.
“Shiiiiiiit!” Mykel yelled, and quickly pulled his cock from Paolo's reluctant hole. He barely pulled it all the way out before he began shooting. His load landed all over both men, and when he finished, they were both covered in his cum.
The three men took a couple of minutes to catch their breath, and then Rafael and Paolo stood up and wrapped Mykel in a hug.
“Come to our bed tonight,” Paolo said. “Sleep with us.”
“I shouldn't really. It's your bed. The hotel is just a couple of blocks away.”
“No,” Rafael said. “We insist. Sleep with us tonight.”
Mykel didn't really feel comfortable with the idea, but they were paying him ten thousand dollars, and so he didn't feel he could refuse, either. “All right,” he said, and followed them upstairs to their bedroom.
The two lovers lay on either side of Mykel, and wrapped their arms around him and touching one another. Each of the couple kissed Mykel tenderly, but separately, and fell asleep almost immediately.
But Mykel did not fall asleep immediately. He lay awake for a couple of hours, fighting back tears that he did not know where they came from, and shivering, even though it was quite warm in the room. He listened to the two lovers sleep, and felt them reach for one another in the middle of the night as they wrapped their arms around him, and sensed the love they shared.
And he knew his life would never be the same.
The plane ride back to San Francisco was a long one, and so Mykel had plenty of time to think and reflect on his life. So much had gone on in the past few months, and it seemed to be spinning out of control. He was not a person who was comfortable or accustomed to being out of control.
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