Exploring the Edge

Sorry for the pause. I had a lot to think about in the midst of a hectic life this last week. Many ways this story could go, and I had to just sit down and really think this though. I hope you all find it worth the wait over the next few chapters. This will be a short teaser, but many more to cum! Again, love the comments. Keep them coming!

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Chapter 8

Dan

“Ready, love.” That cryptic notice on my phone as I waited outside the spa for Dean to be free of his current client, informed me that Alex had Patrick distracted on the beach where they had gone for a picnic lunch together. It also told me my man, Sam and Bill were waiting outside in an electrician’s van, to work on the hotel, and in particular, invade my Penthouse apartment for some quick installations. To set all that up, I had purposefully flickered lights and computer connections for a few days, complaining about them when Dean asked. It had been his suggestion to call an electrician, which made it perfect. I keyed in an acknowledgement, “Go.”

Knowing that Dean wanted to steal from me, to possibly strip me of my money and years of hard work, burned in my gut, and it was all I could so, to smile when he appeared in just white boxers, hugging his recent client, a hot man named Phil who lived close by, but loved to come to the hotel for massages with Dean. They kissed lingeringly, and Phil groped Dean’s ass before letting him go. Phil, nodded to me and gave me a smirk.

I nodded back, “Hope it was a good one, Phil.”

“Dean is the best.” Phil responded, swaggering away.

I looked back at Dean, with an eye roll and he came to me, “Baby, once we are married, I won’t have to give massages anymore, particularly ones with the “happy ending," he said. “But right now, I kinda need the money.”

“I know, baby.” We kissed and I made sure to give him tongue and wrestle his, letting him decide when to end the kiss.

He drew me inside and had me lie down as usual, saying, “I did as you asked baby. You get two hours with me today. Doug Shiffer was my next client, but he is good coming at five instead of an hour from now.”

“I hope you won’t be too tired working that late.”

“I’ll be tried but never too tired for you, baby.” Dean assured me, smoothly.

“So…” I said as his hands began on my back with some warm oil. “You still putting off going to the “rents” a few more days?”

“Well, it seems like things aren’t settled with you and Jake, and rather than abandon you, I figured now was the time to stand by. I can’t put off seeing them forever, though baby. Did you talk with Jake?”

“Yeah.”

“And?”

“Nothing is resolved. He is still really pissed at me, and I am pissed at him too. Setting me up, setting us both up like he did. And the way he’s treated Alex… At least he’s letting Patrick stay with him, but I think Patrick and he are, are getting it on, yanno? So, that’s not helping.”

“And that upsets you. You still getting jealous, baby?”

I sighed. His hands really felt good, the thief, “Well, you remember Patrick?” I asked, knowing he knew Patrick far better than any of us knew.

“Only from the dinner party that split you and Jake up,” Dean replied smoothly. His hands had been working my shoulders, and now they moved out my arms, just pulling all the tension out of me, all but the core. What a fucking liar,” I thought, but I breathed out, not letting myself get to tense.

Still, he caught something. His hands stopped moving, pulling on my arms. “Did I hit a sore muscle there?”

“Mm, no just thinking about Jake, sorry.”

“Its ok. Ending a relationship is never easy. But that’s why I am here, to sooth all that tension away.” His voice was so smooth, so easy, so wise, the bastard. I wanted to kick him, but just kept breathing out, releasing, releasing.

Eventually he had me turn over, and my cock, hard as usual, swung up to bob in the air over my abs. He smirked, looking at it, and started on my feet, slowly pulling tension out of them, then working his way up my legs in such a way my cock only got harder until pre seeped from the tip.

I knew Jake, Sam and the policeman, Bill hadn’t installed a camera in the massage therapy room yet, but knowing they were going to and would be watching over the next day or so, had me going. I found I couldn’t wait to be laying here with Dean working me over and jake watching. I LIKED the idea of teasing my man by making him watch!

And all in the line of duty, too! After a bit, Dean’s wrists brushed my hard cock, then his hands, until, finally, he went down on me, licking my cock head, slowly taking me in, sliding down my shaft to the root. Ok, he might be a con artist and a thief, but fuck, if he wasn’t good at sucking cock! I felt myself getting close, but fuck! It had only been not even thirty minutes! I needed to keep him busy longer than that!

With an extreme effort of will, I sat up and got off the massage table. “Your turn.”

“Hunh?” Dean gave me a surprised look.

“I want to show you how much I love you. Your always massaging others. Time for you to get one.”

“You don’t have to…”

“Yes, I do. I’ve been wanting to do this for days. I grabbed up the bottle of massage oil and liberally oiled my palm, rubbing them together to warm the oil.

I could see his handsome face as he thought it over and then a small shrug. “Very well, baby. I can’t complain about that.”
“You can tell me what I do wrong, right? You’re the expert,” I said, and he sort of shrugged and chuckled. He put out fresh towels and lay face down and I got to work, taking my sweet time. Until I heard my phone bleep and got a message saying, “Done,” I was going to keep massaging Dean. Dean was staying right here, all nice and naked. Maybe, I would even fuck him, although I thought that might be more fun later up in the penthouse. By then the cameras would be installed up there and I would know Jake was watching me.

Fuck, the thought of that was keeping me achingly hard and I had to watch my erection didn’t brush against Dean too much while massaging him, particularly when I straddled his sexy ass to get at his lower back. Three or four times my cock just cradled in that crack, and I couldn’t help thrusting a little, but each time I did, the thought of Jake watching, even if he wasn’t, yet, nearly made me cum.

Finally, I had him turn over and after taking forever over his feet, I moved up his legs…

“Dangerous baby, very dangerous," Dean growled.

I looked up, startled, my massage movements frozen.

Pulling blood up my legs like that,” Dean moaned, explaining. I felt my heartbeat slow from its sudden jolt into high gear.

He was very, very hard and seeping precum from his cock. But I worked my hands up higher until I was nudging his balls, brushing up under them over his hole. If it hadn't been for that little reminder, I would have almost forgotten the point of all this, I teased him for another ten minutes or so until I was driving myself crazy. I was about to straddle him and tease him with my hole or maybe just rub my cock on his, when the phone bleeped.

I went to it and checked and saw “DONE.” Oh, FUCK was I relieved!

I put the phone down without a reply and turned back. Dean was watching me with low lidded eyes.

“Don’t leave me like this, you sexy fuck.” Dean growled.

I chuckled, and advanced on him, getting up on the table.

Lowering myself, I began to, ever so slowly grind my cock down on his. He tried to reach up and take both cocks together, but I took his hands away and pinned them down, leaning down to kiss him as my cock kept lightly brushing down and along his, cock to cock.

It was so teasy, and I could see his nuts drawing up, could tell he was on the edge. I just kept it up, enjoying the sexy torture. Ooo Jake, Jake, my love, my sexy hubby, what I do for you….