Real Estate Pleasures

Welcome Competition

The crisp morning air filled with the scent of the harbor carried along the breeze as Patrick, a seasoned and confident real estate agent, approached the grand home nestled within the harbor-side suburb. His colleague, Ollie – a spirited young realtor brimming with potential and determination – followed closely behind him, absorbing everything about the home and its surroundings with an observant gaze.

"The vendor is overseas, so the place should be empty" said Patrick.

As they walked up the path leading to the porch, he took notice of a tall figure standing near the entrance of the magnificent abode. His brow furrowed slightly upon recognizing it was Nick, a fierce competitor from a rival agency.

"Ollie," he whispered discreetly, "Looks like we weren't the only ones the vendor contacted".  

He paused briefly, considering how best to handle this unexpected turn of events. 
Taking deep breaths, he composed himself before greeting Nick warmly.

"Well, well, if it isn't my old friend, Nicholas." As he extended his hand towards Nick, his face betrayed no hint of apprehension or concern regarding the competition's arrival at the premises.

Nick stood out among the crowd due to his striking appearance. He towered over most people, an impressive figure that commanded attention.  He possessed a slim physique, testament to his commitment to maintaining an active lifestyle. The color of his hair was a deep ebony that contrasted beautifully against his pale complexion. It was cropped close to his scalp, revealing the subtle signs of recession at the front. 
He reciprocated the gesture coolly, acknowledging both agents with a calculated glance that spoke volumes without uttering a single word. His ice-blue eyes held undeniable intensity, radiating ambition even under the guise of casualness.  

“Looks like I got here first,” he said smoothly, with just enough edge to imply a challenge beneath his calm demeanor.

Patrick gave a noncommittal nod but didn’t show any signs of worry. "It's been some time since our last encounter, hasn't it? he remarked, attempting to maintain a friendly facade despite feeling a stab of unease at the prospect of direct competition.

Nick simply inclined his head, refusing to give away too much emotionally through his expression, yet a subtle glint in his eye revealed something darker than professionalism. 

"So where's your boss? He wouldn't miss a place like this"  

With a knowing smirk, Patrick responded, "He's right behind us somewhere".

There was an awkward silence as each man sized up the other.  
Seeing an opportunity to assert dominance, Nick decided to take control of the situation, gesturing toward the front door invitingly. 
"Shall we step inside then?"  
As they entered the house together, the trio found themselves surrounded by an air of warmth that enveloped every corner of the room. 

Cautiously, Patrick composed a discreet message on his phone, taking care not to draw attention to himself as he typed out the words. He knew that Gavin needed to be informed about the situation before he arrived.

With an almost subconscious movement, Patrick unbuttoned his suit jacket, allowing the fabric to open slightly around his bulky chest. Nick noticed this action, his eyes taking in this subtle display.
Feeling his own rising desire, he offered a half-smile while stepping forward towards Patrick, closing the gap between them.  Ollie could sense the underlying tension growing stronger.
In response, Patrick moved swiftly, turning his back on Nick and beginning to guide Ollie through the various rooms of the house. His plan being to focus entirely on the business at hand, leaving all personal matters aside - whether it involved Nick or anyone else.

The doorbell rang sharply, piercing through the silence that had enveloped the house.
Nick hesitantly approached the entrance. He took a deep breath before twisting it open, to see Gavin waiting impatiently. Their expressions hardened instantly, each man aware of their longstanding rivalry.
With calculating precision, Gavin stepped past Nick, entering the grandiose hallway of the mansion.

"Welcome gentlemen," he addressed Patrick and Ollie, displaying polite indifference towards Nick as he closed the door behind him.  
Feigning a neutral tone, Gavin continued speaking, "Have you seen much yet?"
With a controlled composure, Patrick answered coolly, saying they had only just arrived.  
Ollie carefully observed the dynamic between Gavin and Nick, keen to understand what lay beneath the surface of their interactions. It was clear there was an unspoken power struggle occurring.  
Focused on moving further into the home, Gavin directed the group to tour additional rooms such as the master bedroom, complete with an enormous walk-in closet, and a sprawling terrace offering views of the waterfront. Throughout the tour, however, the tension between Gavin and Nick remained palpably thick. Their eyes would meet momentarily, sparking electric currents across the room.  

Stealing glances between the others, Ollie felt aroused by the tension that seemed to fill the air when Gavin and Nick shared looks.  Ollie apologized, explaining that he needed to use the bathroom. He hurried, not wanting to keep anyone waiting.  Making his way back he paused by the doorway, taking a brief look at his reflection in the mirror. With a slight tug on his tie, he ensured it sat comfortably around his collar. He ran his fingers through his fair hair, smoothing down the few strands of his blonde stubble. 

As he stepped out of the doorway, he found himself face-to-face with Nick, who seemed to be staring intently at him. Embarrassment quickly turned to curiosity when he realized Nick wasn't looking at him disapprovingly, but with an undisguised hunger in his eyes.
As he met Nick's intense gaze, Ollie felt himself swallow nervously. But he also recognized this as an opportunity.   With confidence slowly emerging, Ollie mustered the courage to initiate the conversation.  
"Do you want to check the guest bedroom?" He asked casually, but with a hidden intent to delve deeper into the energy surging in the air.

"Of course", Nick replied with a dangerous smile, fully aware of the suggestiveness in his voice.  

In the bedroom they engaged in idle banter, discussing their respective experiences and preferences in business.   Ollie found himself liking Nick; he couldn't understand why Gavin appeared to harbor such animosity towards him.  

In an instant, as if guided by some unseen force, Nick leaned forward and presses his lips against Ollie's.  Their tongues met, pressing against one another. They find themselves consumed by one another, lost in their connection.  

  "What the fuck?"  
This exclamation was uttered by Gavin, who had entered the room along with Patrick. Both men stopped short upon seeing the scene before them.  

Nick suddenly let go of Ollie, pushing him away lightly while maintaining his calm demeanor. Ollie felt his heart race faster than ever, pounding furiously in his chest.  

“You don't waste time, do you?” Gavin blurted out.  "Looks like things got interesting."

Nick responded "Don't worry, I'm not headhunting him," he teased with a hint of sarcasm, attempting to ease the tension among the men.
Eyes narrowing subtly, Gavin acknowledged the joke but did not show his true feelings. Instead, he shifted his gaze onto Ollie. 

There was no denying he was attractive, with his bright blue eyes, fair hair and stubble. Gavin began to mentally map out a strategy to exploit this newfound situation. He moved further into the room and with a swift movement, he reached out and seized hold of Nick's shirt collar, pulling him close enough so that their faces were mere inches apart. 

"I'm the boss here, don't forget that" he growled with a  mischievous smirk.

 Suddenly, he lunged towards Nick with an intensity that caught him off guard. In a swift motion, his lips met Nick's, pressing against them forcefully. 
As his tongue explored Nick's mouth aggressively, he grabbed Nick roughly, thrusting his hips against him. Unwilling to relent, Gavin pushed Nick down onto the bed, straddling him.
Meanwhile, Patrick and Ollie stood frozen with disbelief, unable to process the sudden turn of events.
Gavin pressed harder against Nick, feeling his erection growing increasingly painful underneath his clothes. He wanted nothing more than to lose himself completely within the act, taking control over everything around him.

His cock throbbed violently in his pants, begging for release, aching for satisfaction. This lust for dominance overpowered any sense of reason or rational thought.
Patrick watched closely, trying to wrap his head around how all of this was happening, his erect cock strained impatiently against his trousers, aching for relief.
The sexual tension escalated between Gavin and Nick, reaching boiling point. The once cordial rivals now became primal predators locked in battle, struggling for supremacy. 
Their teeth clashed together. Their hands gripped tightly onto each other's bodies - rough, angry, full of passionate fervor. Tongues dueling inside their mouths, seeking domination, craving surrender. Each man fought hard to break free from the powerful grasp of the other, driven mad by sheer desire.   Rage gave way to pleasure, anger transformed into ecstasy. 

Neither Gavin nor Nick could resist, fueled by jealousy, power, and lust. They struggled against each other, wrestling for mastery – their kisses turning desperate, hungry, their grasps becoming more demanding.  Their primal instincts, buried deep beneath years of professional competition, finally erupted. It was impossible to separate the sex from the hate and vice versa.

As Ollie watched, his libido flared up in response. Unable to contain his arousal, he lowered his zip, exposing his thick, rigid cock. His hand wrapped itself lovingly around his cock, stroking and caressing it, pulling back his tight foreskin to reveal a deep purple head. He looked over at Patrick and beckoned him to join him.

Patrick hesitated briefly, nevertheless, he walked cautiously toward Ollie.

Without missing a beat Ollie's hands plunged into Patrick's zip and  exposed his impressive cock, which sprang forth almost immediately.  He gawped at its size, length, and firmness.  Ollie began to stroke Patrick's hard-on with a mixture of admiration and eagerness.  Patrick reciprocated, fondling Ollie's engorged tool with equal zeal.  

Gavin and Nick, both filled with an uncontrollable desire for one another, couldn't wait any longer. 
As their lips separated, they discarded their jackets and shirts carelessly on the floor. Their skin was hot. Nick's bare chest had an attractively lean build, displaying a layer of dark hair that encircled his torso like a web. 
Gavin pulled Nick closer, forcing his chest against his own. Their limbs entwined in a struggle for dominance. Nick returned the embrace fiercely, pulling Gavin even harder against him.
As their hips ground against each other, both men revelled in the raw, animalistic nature of their coupling. Gavin groaned loudly, thrusting his pelvis back and forth. The air grew thicker with pent-up longing.

At the same time, Patrick pushed Ollie flat on his back on the opposite side of the bed, positioning himself right above him. They discarded their shirts, revealing their physiques beneath.

The sight of Patrick's beefy smooth torso stood out as he removed his shirt, baring his broad chest that seemed to be built through years of hard work.  Ollie's physique was impressive, his chest was toned and slender, and the muscles were coated with soft blonde hairs.

Their erections brushed against each other, moistened with anticipation and excitement. They watched the two other men fighting for supremacy. There was something incredibly sexy about it—the display of masculine strength, the thrill of being submissive under someone else's control.

Despite the heightened tension surrounding them, Gavin and Nick managed to establish a dominant-submissive dynamic. Nick submitted willingly to Gavin's advances, allowing Gavin to take charge. As Nick laid sprawled across the bed, his physical submission ignited a burning fire of determination within Gavin. He continued to ravish Nick mercilessly, biting at his neck and nipples, leaving behind marks reminding him who held ultimate authority. Nick gasped and whimpered under Gavin's ruthless assault, finding solace only in the violent intensity of their union.  

Their struggle intensified as they attempted to remove their trousers over their ankles. The fabric proved stubborn, refusing to slide down smoothly.  Breathlessly, Gavin took advantage of the momentary distraction, pinning Nick down. His hands roamed freely over Nick's naked body. His fingers ran across Nick's cropped hair, cupping his face. With a single commanding finger, he traced Nick's jawline, leading him to open his mouth. Nick complied without hesitation, submitting to Gavin's request, savoring the power play between them. His tongue darted out, tangling with Gavin's. Their mouths melded together greedily, swallowing one another whole.

Abruptly Patrick turned Ollie around and bent him face down over the edge of the bed.
With an air of determination, he gently grasped the waistband of Ollie’s trousers and tugged at it, causing the fabric to slide downwards. He did the same with his briefs, until they both caught at his ankles.  He admired the rakishness of Ollie's body. His hands reached out instinctively, grazing over the smooth contours of Ollie's flesh. The touch of skin against skin sent shivers through both of them. He gently caressed Ollie's thighs, feeling the warmth emanating from those soft limbs. Slowly, he moved upwards, trailing his fingers along the muscular curves that led towards Ollie's waistline. The sensation was electrifying for both of them; they could feel their hearts pounding in unison as their bodies became one with each other. 

Using one hand he held Ollie steady by the waist, while his other palmed Ollie's firm ass, giving gentle spanks. Ollie moaned appreciatively, writhing slightly against Patrick's touch. Then, slowly, methodically, Patrick bent forward and drew his tongue across Ollie's earlobe, eliciting soft gasps. 
Patrick spat on his fingers and he generously applied it along the head of his cock. He moved the tip closer to Ollie’s entrance. Simultaneously, Ollie used his hand to spread his cheeks wider, offering easier access to his hole. Patrick held his head above Ollie's hole and allowed a gulp of his spit to fall smack onto it.
Patrick gritted his teeth in anticipation, then carefully positioned the head of his engorged cock at Ollie's entrance. He paused for a brief moment, letting Ollie know what was coming next.
Patrick gently guided his cock into Ollie's opening, gradually applying pressure until he felt resistance. Both men sighed audibly in mutual relief, signifying that their connection was complete.

As Patrick started to push deeper, Ollie let out a low moan. 

The feeling of having another person inside him caused waves of pleasure to course through his entire body. Every movement served to amplify the sensations, making Ollie feel even more alive. With each gentle yet purposeful thrust, Patrick established a rhythm that brought the couple closer together. As if magnetized, their movements synchronized perfectly. He closed his eyes, concentrating solely on the sensations running through his body.
Feeling emboldened by their initial success, Patrick increased the depth of his thrusts. 
He grazed Ollie's prostate with expert precision, causing the younger man to cry out. In return, Ollie matched Patrick's tempo, his body rocking back and forth, meeting Patrick's thrusts with increasing urgency.

Gavin held Nick down, his hands gripped Nick's shoulder blades harshly, controlling the latter's movements.   With an air of confidence and determination, he managed to raise himself up until he found himself positioned atop Nick's hairy chest. Nick, sensing that moment had arrived, leaned forward with unwavering focus. He opened his mouth, and wrapped it around the moist head of Gavin's cock. Slowly he took the whole length, until his nose pushed up into Gavin's pubes.
Gavin regained dominance over the situation, reasserting himself into the position he desired. He began moving his hips, thrusting forcefully with every motion. His objective was clear - to push his cock as far downwards as possible, ensuring that it reached the very depths of his throat. 

Patrick was relentless in his pursuit of pleasure.  
Each punishing strike seemed to drive Ollie further into oblivion, his cries echoing. Patrick understood the art of balance - striking hard but never too far, maintaining the perfect equilibrium between pain and euphoria.  

Through the haze of passion, Gavin gazed intently at Nick's eyes, his cock throbbed with impatience, wanting nothing more than to claim its prize. 
He moved his hips back, bringing his cock out into the open air. Taking hold of Nick's head, he pushed it against his cock, so that it disappeared into Nick's mouth in an instant.  
Nick gagged, part surprise, part arousal. The sudden invasion of Gavin's manhood triggered deep feelings buried within Nick.

Patrick shifted his grip on Ollie, tightening his grasp just enough to ensure that the younger man remained fixed in place.He began to quicken his pace, matching Ollie's escalating level of enthusiasm. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh reverberated through the room, feeding off the building sexual energy of the four participants.

In the midst of all this chaos, Gavin kept eye contact with Nick, silently communicating his intentions through those intense pupils. It was a battle of dominance that neither could afford to lose.  Retracting his cock, he placed his hands on either side of Nick's waist, bending him upwards. Nick obeyed instantly, unable to resist such masterful manipulation. 
Gavin lifted his legs high and rested them on his shoulders. Placing Nick's hole flush against his cock, he angled Nick's entrance so that he had easy access for his throbbing member. 
Feeling ready, he pushed forward and entered Nick inch by slow inch.
Nick gasped as he felt Gavin's thickness penetrate him, stretching him wider.   Gavin took note of how much Nick enjoyed taking his full length. His cock met Nick's internal walls sending wave after wave of heat surging through his loins.
Reveling in the moment, Gavin slowly eased his hips backward, pulling almost entirely out of Nick. 
Before Nick could recover from the loss, Gavin plunged again, forcing his way back in, harder and faster than ever. Nick cried out in pure ecstasy, clutching Gavin’s powerful bronzed torso.
The force of Gavin’s entry sent shivers racing down his spine, adding fuel to the already simmering desire within him. Each thrust drove home his hunger for domination.
 

Meanwhile, Patrick continued to press his pelvis into Ollie. Ollie arched his back like a wild animal, begging Patrick to take him over the edge. And Patrick obliged happily, thrusting with renewed vigor.
"Fuck me," Ollie growled, desperate for completion. "Take your fucking cock and... Oh god..." He trailed off, lost in pleasure.

Gavin's dominance grew stronger. As he pounded into Nick, his eyes gleaming with raw lust, his breath came in ragged bursts.  
Every thrust made the room ring with the heavy thudding of flesh colliding.
As Nick's erect penis swayed rhythmically back and forth against his stomach, it couldn't help but draw Gavin's notice. Gavin reached out and grasped Nick's manhood firmly in his palm. With an expert touch, he began to stroke and manipulate Nick's swollen member, synchronizing his movements with those of his thrusting hips. As they both became lost in the passionate embrace, Gavin continued to tease and pleasure Nick, skillfully maintaining the perfect harmony between their sensual dance. 
Gavin wanted Nick to remember exactly whose dominant presence ruled here tonight.    
As he thrust into Nick fiercely, with an authoritative grunt, Gavin looked directly into Nick's eyes, his expression dark and demanding.  
The sight of Gavin’s eyes boring into him stirred something deeply primal within Nick.   With each passing second, his surrender became more profound, his breath becoming more labored, his heartbeats syncing to the rhythm of their coupling. 
As Nick succumbed completely to Gavin's mastery, Gavin redoubled his efforts, pressing even harder into Nick, driving deeper with each stroke. He revelled in Nick's moans of pleasure and pain mixed, knowing he controlled everything about this encounter.

Nick turned his gaze towards his left side, where he found himself face-to-face with Ollie. The distance between them was minimal; merely a few inches separated their faces as they locked eyes. There was an unspoken understanding that passed between them.  
 Nick, overcome by passionate emotions, drew nearer, the intensity between them grew palpable. Their mouths met and they kissed  ferociously.  Their tongues tangled aggressively as their lips sought each other hungrily.  

Desire coursed through Gavin's veins as he watched Nick devour Ollie's face. Observing their interactions ignited newfound passions within him, inflaming his own aching need.

Patrick continued to ravish Ollie, lifting his body up and down, using his strength to control the motions. Ollie gyrated his hips, instinctually seeking to match the rhythm of Patrick's thrusts. Sweat stood on their bodies, intensifying the physical bond between them.

Desire washed over everyone present in this small room, filling the air with an electric tension.  

Gavin continued his relentless assault upon Nick, each brutal thrust designed to assert his authority and remind Nick who was truly in charge. Yet beneath the surface, Gavin couldn't help but admire Nick's resilience and stamina underneath him. He marveled at the way Nick would rise above each crushing blow, returning to meet Gavin's thrusts with equal fervor. No matter what Gavin threw at him, Nick refused to break.

The sheer intensity of the encounters was starting to wear down the men involved. 

Patrick and Ollie were beginning to feel the strain of constant stimulation, though not without delight. Both their bodies responded powerfully, fueled by adrenaline and testosterone. 

Gavin's thrusts gained momentum, his body trembling with exhaustion yet still driven to conquer. In spite of their earlier animosity, the group found themselves connected by mutual respect and admiration. 

With Gavin continuing to dominate Nick, Patrick maintained his steady rhythm with Ollie. Both couples matched each other's frantic pace, growing closer in unity with each passing moment. As sweat formed on their brows, the air filled with the sounds of grunts, groans, and gasps.

Desires ran rampant through each person's bloodstream, compelling them to move closer together despite the stickiness of their skin. Nick's eyes held Gavin's with an almost frightening intensity.

Patrick's movements become wilder and more reckless. Ollie's head was thrown back, his eyes half closed, the sound of his moans blended with Patrick's grunts. Glancing at Gavin and Nick, they saw their colleagues enveloped in their own world - lost in a symphony of sweaty limbs and feverish breaths. It occurred to Patrick that the night might end with none of them going home alone. 
Emboldened by these thoughts, Patrick increased his speed and pressure, digging his fingers hard into Ollie's shoulder.  Ollie let out muffled cries as Patrick's handsome features contorted with effort. All around, the room echoed with wet smacks.
As their bodies moved rhythmically to create a crescendo of noise, Patrick pulled Ollie close enough to nibble his earlobe, eliciting a sharp cry from Ollie.
"Oh fuck!" Ollie exclaimed, gripping onto Patrick tightly. "That feels so good."
Overwhelmed by the intensity of the encounter, Patrick pulled Ollie closer to him, deepening their connection. 

Patrick gathered all his remaining strength and gave one last powerful push. With an intense surge of energy, he ejaculated into Ollie's stretched cavity. 
Ollie felt a sudden jolt of excitement run through him as Patrick released his seed, followed closely by Patrick collapsing onto him, spent. Both of them lay sprawled gasping for breath. Patrick stroked Ollie's hair affectionately, then planted a tender kiss on the back of his neck.

"You're incredible," he murmured softly.  

Ollie felt warmed by the compliment, and a hint of shyness crept over him.

Gavin's erection pounded insistently, oozing pre-come deep into Nick's ass. Seeing Patrick climax made his own excitement build rapidly.   Gavin grabbed hold of Nick's cock again, stroking it briskly. He took a deep breath, letting loose a low growl as he pressed himself into Nick. 
Gavin didn't know how much longer he could contain himself – the anticipation was nearly consuming him whole.
Nick clenched his teeth, trying desperately to suppress the urgent desire coursing through his body. Each tiny shift of Gavin's hips sent wave after wave of arousal crashing through him.
Gavin reached forward and cupped Nick's chest, feeling the rapid thudding of his heart against his palm. His gaze lingered over Nick's broad shoulders, leading downward along his abs and culminating in the tantalizingly thick cock.  

Desperate to reach ecstasy, he couldn't hold back any longer. With an impatient urgency, he thrust himself forward, driving his rigid cock into Nick's welcoming body. He pushed until he felt the head of his cock explode it's contents deep inside Nick's ass, sending waves of pleasure coursing through both of them. As they continued to move together in rhythm, their passion subsided.  
The intimate embrace loosened its grip slightly, allowing each individual to take note of their surroundings once more.
 As Gavin hips slowed, he maintained a steady hand job. His fingers worked diligently, expertly stroking Nick's cock in a way that elicited moans of pleasure from him. 
Nick's eyes glazed over, losing focus on anything beyond the experiences bombarding his senses. The touch of Gavin's hands on his body was like a drug to him, drawing him further. As he felt Gavin's fingers wrap around his length, pulling it, he knew that whatever happened next would send his senses spiraling off into oblivion.
His entire being became consumed by an uncontrollable orgasm that sent shockwaves throughout his body. Shots of cum spayed over his chest, entangling with his dark chest hair. Gavin, seeing Nick's explosive release,  found satisfaction in bringing him to such heights.    
 

Patrick carefully maneuvered Ollie so that he lay flat on his back, ensuring that he maintained eye contact throughout the process. Once Ollie was comfortably positioned, Patrick reached out gently and cupped his palm around Ollie's penis, encasing it within his warm grasp.
Patrick leaned forward and positioned his mouth over the tip of Ollie's cock as he wanked it enthusiastically.  As the intensity of the sensation increased, so did the speed at which his fingers moved. His grip on the shaft tightened, his mouth closed over it's head.

 Gavin, his body still trembling from the intense pleasure he had experienced moments ago, slowly slid himself out from inside Nick. They both lay side by side now, gazing at the show before them. 

Every muscle in Patrick's throat contracted as he applied gentle suction while moving his tongue across the underside of Ollie's cock head. This combination produced an immediate reaction in Ollie whose breath quickened. Feeling hot and excited, Ollie began to buck his hips.  
Seeing Ollie's rising heat, reached underneath him and pressed a finger against Ollie's sticky entrance. 
The unexpected intrusion sent shivers of anticipation through Ollie's system. Patrick teased him slowly, adding a second finger, and then a third. The sense of fullness spread through Ollie's core as Patrick manipulated his fingers inside him.   Ollie's breath caught in his throat as he tried to resist screaming out loud with each additional digit slipping inside him.  
 Overwhelmed by the intense sensations coursing through him, he couldn't help but let out a cry of ecstasy as his semen exploded within Patrick's warm, welcoming mouth. The sheer intensity of the moment left him feeling utterly spent yet incredibly satisfied. As he looked into Patrick's eyes, he saw nothing but pride and admiration reflected back at him.   It was a testament to their connection and trust, forging an unbreakable bond between them.

For several moments, silence enveloped the room as everyone processed what had happened.
Gavin was first to break the silence.

"Guys, let's clean up and get out of here. I need a fucking drink!"

 As the laughter filled the room, they gathered together their clothes, wiped themselves down and got ready to leave.  

"By the way...." said Gavin, glancing over at Nick with a broad grin across his handsome tanned face:   "You know this sale is going to be mine!"