The Voyage Of Stevie

(This is my latest story; it's an idea I've had for a while and I've only written the one chapter so far because I would love to get the sense of everybody's opinion on it to decide whether to go forward with it because it's different to the other two stories thus far. Thanks)

Starting the Journey

“Have a good night, Mr Mikovits” I finally get off the jet after a 11-hour flight back from Europe visiting my grandfather and representing him at meetings all over the place because at 84 years old he can’t really travel the world any more and as the sole heir to the Platinum Voyages and Resort group fortune, I’m pretty much the public face of the company these days.

Getting off the jet at Belmont Regional Airport, I’m so glad to be getting back to my apartment which as much as I love to travel, there is nothing better than being back in my own bed. Going through customs and security is always easy when you fly the family jet and don’t have to mix with everybody else. As I finish up, I head straight to the car where my PR assistant Markus is sitting waiting for me.

“Did you not get any of my fifteen messages or anything?” he says to me as the first words I hear getting into the car. “Well first of all good to see you too Markus, and no after wall-to-wall meetings I just needed some time where I could relax” I say as he rolls his eyes at me about using the word relax.

“We’ve got a problem… and it could be a public relations nightmare for you” he says as I don’t really care as it’s nearly midnight here and I want to get into bed. Grabbing his iPad, there is already a video waiting for me to watch

“Tonight, on the E-Zone, We go behind the scenes of the new James Kingston movie and get a look at the new big budget historical drama, John Walker talks about 50 years in Hollywood and we get an update on the health of Jody Ryan… but first tonight a cryptic Instagram post that has now been deleted from The Diary star Kierra Lang has led to speculation that the whirlwind romance with Hotel Heir Stevie Mikovits is already done and things weren’t peachy to begin with some reading with some speculating that there maybe someone else in the picture”

“What the fuck is that shit?” I ask not really giving a gossip show on a Cable Network too much time of day because it’s all bullshit usually anyway. “Ms Lang has posted that the two of you have broken up and that you were already cheating on her and that there may have been other issues in the relationship” he says as I just shake my head.

I’m still confused as to what he could mean because there was no relationship to even speak of, we met at a film premiere where we were seated next to each other and got chatting just as friends and nothing more. We then attended a charity dinner at one of my hotels and both went together because we were both single and then a few more events for public view but there was nothing romantic at all.

“There was nothing going on between us Markus, you of everybody know that so what the hell is this all about” I say as I shake my head totally confused because I’m 100% gay and never had any sort of relationship sexual or otherwise with a woman ever.

Sitting in the car, I don’t know how to react right now as we head back towards my apartment “What the hell is she trying to play at because she knew we were friends at most and she knew my secret” I say as Markus just shakes his head.

“Look, this could be a public relations nightmare because there are always going to be people wanting answers and we could get out on the front foot” I stop Markus right there because there is no way that I am going to release a statement to say that I’m gay without talking to my grandfather first.

“I’m not doing anything without talking to my grandfather first because nothing happens without his say so and because I don’t have any other family, I need to talk to him about it first when it’s appropriate” my point is made crystal clear to Markus who might not agree with me but he accepts my point.

My family situation is unique in the fact that I’m an only child of an only child so there aren’t any cousins or siblings for me to hang around with and I was shipped off to boarding school when I was 10 and didn’t have the strongest of connections to my parents anyway when I was home. I was usually left in the care of the various different child minders before spending 2 weeks at home over Christmas which was mainly with my grandparents anyway.

My relationship with my parents never really improved too much, I always got the sense that I was the result of necessity to continue the family line and fortune rather than them actually wanting any kids hence the reasoning for being an only child. My parents and I never got to grow a relationship because when I was 18 and naturally living on the other side of the country going to College, my parents died in a plane crash when their plane got lost in bad weather and crashed.

It probably sounds cruel, but I don’t miss them too much because I never had much of a relationship with them but spent more time with my grandparents who I treasure so much.

Getting out of the car, I tell Markus not to worry about anything and just let it go which I know that he won’t do because that’s his job as my personal PR manager and he’ll be obsessing over every little bit of detail for days.

“Evening Mr Mikovits, how was your trip?” Jose the evening front desk manager asks as I smile. “Quite busy but good to see my grandfather, any important letters or packages?” I ask as he gives me a pile of letters. “There was two packages arrive for you, they were placed in your front area as per usual” he says to me as I smile knowing what is inside at least one of them.

I smile and take the letters off Jose “Thanks Jose, hope your family is well” I say heading up to my private suite at the top of the tower that takes in the top 2 floors as well my own private area on the rooftop”.

Taking the elevator up to the levels 89 and 90, I get out and see the packages sitting in the area which also doubles an entranceway into the apartment. Wandering in, I pick up the boxes and put them on the coffee table and then wander out and have a look at the Bridgeport city below looking out towards the bay and the ocean.

I make myself a cup of decaf coffee from the machine because it’s been too long between decent cups of coffee as I take my shirt off and rub my chest. “I really need to call Alex for a wax” I say to myself as I sit out in the enclosed balcony and enjoy the view.

Finishing off the coffee, I go and take a long much needed shower as I take my clothes off and get in letting the water run over my body. Just chilling out, I run my hand over my pecs and abs giving them the massage that they need right now as my hands just rub my body as I wash them and let the water run down around my hard cock.

Closing my eyes as I let the water run down my abs and body, I start jerking my cock having not blown a load since I left for Europe just over a week ago. As I start rubbing my hard cock, I stand there thinking about the one night I spent in Croatia where I had a meeting with our management team for the resort that we are opening up over there.

I sat at the bar having a few drinks when this tall handsome guy came and sat next to me, I don’t even remember what his name was but six foot of just pure tanned muscle as he sat there next to me. We got talking at the bar and just downing cocktails and then shots before heading back to my hotel suite.

Heading to the room, we’d barely gotten through the door when he’d taken my shirt off while we made out shutting the door behind us. Running his hands down my body, my cock was growing in my Armani briefs as we just made out.

Making out together, we put our arms around each other the passion in the kiss was amazing together, just letting out all of this sexual energy together. Pushing me down onto the bed, his six-foot frame over the top of my own six-foot frame I remember his dark eyes looking deep into me like it was love even though we’d never see each other again.

Laying there making out, our bodies were starting to sweat up against each other and as we made out, I slid down underneath him as I was able to kiss his abs before swallowing his 7 inches of uncut meat.

Feeding me his uncut cock, I start sucking on it slowly running my tongue around his head and then feeling his cock going slower down my throat as he pushes deep down my throat testing me to see how far I can take it.

Taking all of his 7 inches down my throat, he slowly pushes down trying to test my limits which will need to be a lot further because I can handle a cock down my throat and in my ass better than most going around the world. Laying there, the stud slowly pushes his 7 inches down my throat as I can feel his cock leaking pre down my throat.

Running my tongue around his shaft and head, I swirl my tongue around as he moans before starting to pick up his speed as he throat fucks me. Using all of his 90kg frame, pushing his cock down my throat fucking it hard as his cock continues to go down deep. Feeling his pre-cum leaking, I’m trying to taste as much of it as I can as I hear him moaning as he holds my head down and just skull fucks me hard now dominating my mouth.

As I feel him about to cum, he pulls out of my mouth and flips me over on my front so that I’m now on all fours as he drags me closer to him and I don’t remember whether we did it raw or he put a condom on, although I think it was the latter; He slammed his cock inside me and just started fucking me hard.

Fucking me harder than I’ve ever felt before, his cock was getting harder inside me and it felt so amazing as his speed just continued to pick up and my hole wasn’t ready for the stretching that it was getting. Picking up the speed, I feel my prostate being rammed repeatedly by the stud and although I wished I knew his name now that night I couldn’t think of anything more than just how good it felt.

Pushing deep inside me, all I can do is groan and grab hold of the pillows as he continues to fuck me hard as he slaps my ass ramming my prostate like it has never been done before. As he continues to fuck me, I moan loudly as now I start to feel myself blowing my load all over the bed as my hole is still just a play thing for this stud.

Eventually, he pulls out of me and starts to blow his load all over my face and all I can remember is that there was so much cum blowing as I tried to lick it up. Tasting this stud’s load was amazing and then feeling him pinning me down kissing me for the rest of the night.

Turning the water off in the shower, I go and lay on my bed and just start jerking my cock, thinking about that night turns me on so much because it was just one of the most amazing fucks that I have ever had.

Laying there, I keep pumping my hard cock until blowing a massive load of cum up over my abs and my face as feel so much relief had having not had a chance to jerk it for so long. Heading back to the shower, I quickly wash the cum off my body as I stand there and just let out a sigh before going to bed.

The next morning, I sleep in with nothing happening making sure that my schedule was clear for at least half the day although my phone is lit up with messages and missed calls from predominantly Markus which I don’t want to deal with.

Getting up, there is a lack of food in my apartment I ring for the front desk “Can I get a Flat White with two sugars with a Pear and Raspberry bread up to the penthouse please” I call getting room service which for most people goes onto their bills.

Sitting there, I see so many numbers that I don’t recognise which isn’t unusual in my line of work right now and there are so many text messages wanting me to comment on the story that broke which is all a load of bullshit in my eyes.

Me: “Markus, I told you last night that I am not doing anything without talking to my grandfather first and I most certainly am not going to deal with something that is not needing to be dealt with no matter what you said” 

That was the first thing I said as Markus tried ringing me again, I know that he thinks that I can get on the front foot of this by coming out publicly but right now it’s not something that I am comfortable with at least not until I’ve been able to tell my grandparents.

Markus: “Yes but we can’t let these rumours rest because the publicity factor could have a negative reputation on yourself and then the business as a whole and we should get on the front foot to make sure that we can put everything to bed”

Me: “Markus, we make a comment on anything to do with this and then we drag ourselves into this argument, the post was deleted and Kierra has so many problems we don’t know who or what she is referring to because it could be anyone or anything”

Markus: “Yes I know that but they’ve automatically assumed that it is you then people are going to be talking about it and you know how much damage people can do talking and it could be an amazing marketing opportunity”

Me: “Absolutely not, I know this seems like something that might be easy enough for you to think is a good idea but I will not be doing anything like this anytime soon and that is the end of the matter Markus, now talk to me about the interview”

Markus: “Well I told them after everything that happened, we might need to postpone it because it’s not the right time”

Me: “Markus… We are going to continue on as normal I know you have all the PR training and the like but if we address this consistently then it’s going to create more of a story that drags on and who knows by the end of the day it’s probably a non-thing”

Markus: “Ok Mr Aldridge, I’ll take your advice but note that it’s going against everything that I think we should do”

Getting off the phone, my breakfast is brought up to the penthouse and I sit out having a look out at the view from Pacific Tower as I just enjoy the view and trying to take a few minutes to myself with a rare day off before having to travel again tomorrow to visit projects in Eaglevale and in Newport before flying back home all within the day before heading to a concert that night.

I scroll through Twitter having a look to see if there is anything about me going on following the story on the E-Zone which there isn’t too much, most people just jumping to conclusions because I was the last guy to be on the arm of Kierra which was just because we are… or were friends.

It’s probably against my better judgment but I text her wanting to know whether I was the target of this situation because it’s just bugging me.

10:17 am: “Hey K, it’s me what’s the story with the insta post? My PR guy is in an absolute state”

I text not expecting to get anything back from her especially given that she is filming right now and I don’t know whether I did anything to annoy her. Sitting down, I grab my laptop and start going through reports that I need to go through and make sure that everything is good.

Being 27 and the Vice-President and Chief Operating Officer of Platinum Voyages and Resort Group wasn’t fully how I saw my life playing out but being as close to my grandparents as I am, I enjoy being able to work with them.

Sitting there reading through the various reports from the different divisions, our new airline group is doing ok which is a bit of a surprise because everybody had been telling my grandfather that a new airline was probably not a good idea. Thankfully, my grandfather’s experience in the business world shows why he’s had over 60 years of experience and been so successful.

Going through all these business reports isn’t the most thrilling thing that I could be doing and it’s definitely not the glamorous part of the life but my grandfather wants to put me in charge of one of our divisions in particular which is exciting. My grandparents and I have always been close because they are the people that I spent most of my time with them and they always looked out for me and when I was back from boarding school, I would be staying with them rather than my parents.

I had never thought of being thrust into the business world so early in my life but really there was nothing else that I was ever going to be being the third generation and almost certain to inherit the family fortune.

As I finish “reading” through all the reports coming through my phone buzzes and I’m hoping that it’s Kierra wanting to give me an explanation but I’m still going to have to wait for an explanation.

Picking up my phone, I read message on it

“Hey man, I’ve got a 1:30 meeting at the Towers so wanna catch up for some lunch”

I read the message and it doesn’t take me too long to think about whether I want to go and have lunch with Zak or not because it’s always good to catch up with Zak who I have plenty of history with.

“Yeah man, at the Glass Bar?” I reply back inviting him up to one of our bars in the hotel which he was expecting me to do it. I have a quick shower before opening up one of the packages that I got delivered which were some new underwear including three thongs from AussieBum which were black, red and white.

Grabbing one out, I put on the black one before putting on a pair of skinny jeans and a tight CK t-shirt on and head downstairs to level 70 where the glass bar sits and wait at the bar for Zak who comes in wearing his business clothing.

“Damn, someone is looking fucking sexy” I say as Zak wanders over to the bar as I sit there nursing a glass of scotch and coke. “Shut up you, I’m engaged now remember” he says as I just laugh given the fact that it doesn’t matter that Zak is engaged, we only fucked a few weeks back.

I give him a smirk and wink at him “That excuse doesn’t stop you from letting me deep inside you does it” I say as he punches me and he orders an Ice Tea because he has to drive out to his fiancé’s estate that night.

“So what do I owe for the pleasure of having a lunch date with the cover model of Spectre magazine this month?” I ask as Zak just smirks and rolls his eyes at me. “Can’t I just catch up with an old friend and have a free lunch” he says to me as I roll my eyes knowing that there is something that he wants.

“Free? What makes you think that I’m covering the lunch today?” Zak just looks at me as if to say why the hell would anybody be paying for anything when I would just bill it to the account which is all covered in the fact that we own the hotel and the building.

Moving from the bar and sitting at a table by the window, I have a look at Zak whose muscles are bulging from the arms of his shirt and vest right now. “What was it that you wanted?” I ask as he rolls his eyes at me then finally gives it up.

‘Look, we’re launching our newest app and I was thinking that we could use the ballroom for the event again, I know there is still that issue with what happened last time and your events manager Natasha won’t deal with me again” he says as I just roll my eyes more at the fact that she hadn’t replied than the fact that Zak wanted something.

We order lunch as I look across at him “I can look after it but what do we get out of it? The same deal as last time, I let you have free control of the event space in the other tower and I get unlimited use of the Twitch CEO’s assets?” I say winking as he laughs and shakes his head.

“Well, I suppose it wouldn’t ever be the worst thing, but I was thinking more business partnership, we launch our product and use Platinum as our preferred partner with advertising and all that stuff we can link with our departments.

I would much prefer to be having sex Zak’s stocky muscled frame with that meaty ass taking my cock yet again which used to be a regular occurrence every weekend when we would go out for drinks trying to see which one of us could go home with someone first.

Although, we had that deal neither of us ever tried too hard to bring someone back to our places because I know how much I used to love how to fill his furry ass with my 8 inch cock and how that was all that he wanted. Part of me always wishes that Zak and I were more serious than we were but he was already out and wanted a relationship while I still didn’t want to get too serious.

That was where Zak met Antonio when he was doing a modelling shoot over in Bali where they were together along with a group of other OnlyFans and Instagram models and just connected and started a relationship.

Sitting there eating lunch, Zak is having his Thai Chicken Salad while I sit there just picking at some Salt and Pepper Calamari not really hungry after having a late breakfast.

“So, what’s all this nonsense between you and Kierra? I thought you two were just friends” Zak asks as I shrug because I don’t know what’s going on. “No idea, I got off the jet last night from Zurich and Markus was waiting for me in the car telling me that I need to put out a statement or do something to deal with it” I say as I totally have no clue about what the situation is.

Zak looks at me “Is it the worst thing in the world maybe to say something?” he says as I know he’s referring to coming out which is one of the biggest roadblocks that we had to having a relationship which is what I knew that he wanted.

“It’s my private life and I need to have this conversation with my grandparents first and with so many big projects going on, especially that one in Dubai I don’t want to do anything that will ruin it” I know that it would be nice to be a lot more open but to most people it’s not a national secret that I am gay.

Nodding along to what I’m saying, Zak probably thinks that I’m taking everything too slowly which for most people I am but I don’t want my private life strewn across all the newspapers embarrassing my grandparents. I sit there looking at Zak trying to not get hard thinking about all the times that we fucked especially that first night when we first met.

I was invited to a friend’s birthday party at the Paradise Lounge downtown and not really wanting to go, I made an appearance and got talking to Zak very quickly. We just connected straight away although tequila shots probably helped our friendship grow very quickly as we got talking.

It was just before midnight when I was in the bathrooms when Zak came in at the same time and standing there he just looked so fucking hot as his shirt opened more and more as the night went on. We both just looked at each other before smirking and he pushed me into the toilet cubicle where although not being the cleanest it was just the place where we couldn’t keep our hands off each other.

Sliding out of his pants straight away, Zak pushed me down to my knees and his thick six-inch cock was hard staring me in the face as I just went down sucking it. Swirling my tongue around, Zak’s moans turned me on before we quickly got up when people came looking for us before going out to the alley.

It wasn’t the most romantic first time that was ever had by anyone as we found a quite space down in the back alley as we quickly resumed as his thick six inches went down my throat, as I sucked it deep and feeling how horny that Zak was, he quickly turned me around and started fucking me hard up against the wall.

Fast forward 6 years, and we’re still really close friends now and when we do fuck, it’s usually with me fucking his muscled firm ass because Antonio is a pure bottom. Finishing lunch, we sit there talking as Zak just looks at me “Are you on planet earth?” he says waving at me as I was too busy imaging how hot Zak looks right now and how I wish he was naked.

“Sorry, was just thinking about things that’s all” I say as he smirks and looks at me just laughing. “You were thinking about fucking me again weren’t you?” he says as he knows me all too well as I can’t help but deny that I was thinking about that.

I have another drink as Zak heads off to another meeting and I sit there thinking about things with how my life is going. I know that both him and Markus are right about coming out and would make my plans to form a gay travel company much easier with the idea that I have had for a resort retreat somewhere down on the coast.

I check my phone repeatedly as more people are wanting me to respond to the Instagram post and wanting to get my side of the story which to me there is no story at all because Kierra and I were nothing more than just friends.

Heading back upstairs, I decide that I need a break from work and even though there are plenty of emails and stuff that I need to do, I’m just decide to play my PS5 for a while to let the afternoon dwindle by just not wanting to think about anything serious.

It’s about 6:30 when I turn off the PS5 and start to find something for dinner, I don’t have much in the cupboards at the best of times and my food delivery is due to come tomorrow as I grab out a pre-packaged Salad and put some nuggets into the air fryer.

Looking at it all once it’s done and I realise that it’s no culinary masterpiece as I go back and sit down in front of the TV and just watch the news for a while before switching back across to watch the E Zone to see if there is any information that I could get considering that Kierra hasn’t bothered to respond.

Sitting there, the lead story on the gabfest is all about what could that Instagram post mean and why it was deleted so quickly. There are just people talking about what it could mean and I know that none of them know anything about what the situation between me and Kierra was because although we never called ourselves a couple we never said anything that we were.

“So, what do we know about the relationship between Kierra and Stevie? It seemed to be something that blossomed out of nowhere and fizzled out before it even got started” the host says to the panel as she looks to some other gossip merchants for answers.

There is nothing but absolute speculation which is only fuelling the fire of rumours although there are also suggestions that it could be talking about a supposed rekindling of her previous tumultuous relationship.

Whatever it is, I just wish that I could get some sort of explanation because it’s driving everybody crazy and as much as I don’t want to admit it, it’s probably driving me crazy inside because it’s pushing people around me to tell me to do something that I’m not sure if I’m ready to do.