Jason’s Journey

The new offices were finally finished and Marvin and Jason walked round them checking that everything was where it should be. The Agency had been open and running for just over two months both men having agreed that as they had the cars and driver-escorts in place there was really no need to wait for the builders and interior designer to complete the refurbishment of the old fashioned and redundant office building they had received from Toby. The building was far too big for their needs but was excellently positioned just outside the centre of the City and had ample parking for their small fleet of very expensive cars. They had taken on the redesign and refurbishment of the entire office unit, making it very exclusive, extremely secure and thanks to the excellent interior designer Toby had found for them, it was fitted out to the highest standard with no two suites being alike. Part of the lease agreement with any new tenant was the flexibility to redesign each suite or to combine suites to the customers requirements. In all there were ten suites available and all but one of them was taken, again thanks to Toby who had let it be known that friends of his had a great opportunity available for any businesses looking for premier sites in the capital.

As the business partners finished their inspection and walked into their top floor executive suite both had a look of satisfaction on their faces. Jason took the chair behind the sleek steel and wood desk that sat at one end of the main office while Marvin crossed to the built in coffee bar. ‘Espresso?’ He held a cup up waiting for Jason to decide if he needed yet more caffeine today. ‘Or I could just make you a girly latte?’ Marvin had come to like and respect Jason a great deal in the time he had known him. They discovered that they both had a similar sense of humour, enjoyed the same type of music and cinema and shared a mutual love of fast cars. Once Jason had taken the plunge and made the decision to reboot his life and had moved to London it had seemed perfectly natural that it be Marvin who showed him around and helped him to settle in. They had quickly become gym-buddies and from there Jason had joined Pete in his weekly self defence class finding he had a natural ability for the various skills Marvin was teaching him. A business partnership was a natural and seamless progression for their relationship with the Agency and office complex being their first ventures. He tired of waiting for Jason’s response and made the decision for him. ‘Right then as you can’t make your mind up espresso it is.’

When faced with business Jason was direct and on point. He assembled all the information he needed, studied it until he knew it backwards then made any decisions firmly and confidently. When it came to everyday personal things however, he was a terrible prevaricator. Not being able to decide what type or indeed whether or not he should even have a coffee was typical of his behaviour. Marvin’s frustration with his friend’s indecisiveness had got to the point where he simply made the decision for him and Jason accepted it. He placed the coffee on the desk in front of Jason and settled into one of the large and very comfortable sofas. ‘So now this lot’s finished and the guys are out in the cars every night are you finally going to look for somewhere permanent to live or are you staying in Toby’s hotel forever?’

‘No I can’t impose much longer. You know he still won’t let me pay for a bloody thing? I dread to think what the bill would be.’ He sipped the strong bitter coffee then sat back waiting for the caffeine to hit his system. He felt the high rush through his body and raised the cup for another sip. ‘Good call on the coffee. It kicked me in the arse nicely.’

‘And that’s another thing. What are we going to do about getting you laid? Your balls must be rock hard and blue by now.’ Marvin had a varied and regular sex diet and couldn’t understand how anyone could be celibate for months at a time. Especially someone as good looking, ripped and well off as Jason. Men and women were constantly making a play for him, none of the offers had been accepted. Jason sighed and smiled indulgently at the man opposite.

‘Not everyone is a sex maniac like you Marvin. If it happens it happens. I’m not really that fussed.’ Of course he was ‘fussed’ but hadn’t yet got over the shock and sense of loss he felt after acknowledging that he had lost Pete forever when the man he had loved for so long married Mike. ‘But you are right about finding somewhere to live. I’m sick and tired of living in a hotel, howe ver nice it is. I need my own place, or at least a share in something. The trouble is everything’s so bloody expensive down here, and I don’t really want a mortgage if I can avoid it.’

Marvin took the opportunity he had been hoping for, ‘How much you got to spend?’

‘Just over half a million.’

‘So if I matched it we’d have a million quid. We should find something for that.’

‘What do you mean if you matched it?’

‘You just said yourself that it was difficult to afford something on your own so I thought we could buy together. Only if you want to of course.’

‘I’d not thought about it. I suppose it makes sense though. Okay lets talk about it.’ So they did and by the end of the day had agreed that yes, they could live with each other. They had decided, or rather Marvin had due to Jason’s inability to make up his mind about anything, where they wanted to look and how much each could afford. Now all they had to do was to find somewhere.

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The For Sale sign by the front gates was shiny and new and as he turned into the drive and looked up at the huge grey Victorian mansion Jason could see Mark standing in one of the upstairs windows. He had phoned him at work the day before to tell him he had found them a safe place to meet and that if he wanted to they could spend most of the next day and all of the night together. Over two years had passed since that first Friday afternoon they had discovered each other. Two years of secret meetings, usually hurried and fumbled. Only very occasionally did the opportunity arise that allowed them to spend extended time together. They had acknowledged early in their hidden relationship that what they had together was purely physical. Their meetings, brief or otherwise were a pressure release for them both, allowing them to live the rest of their existence as ‘normal’ people. They had grown as close as two men fucking each other in secret could be, but neither was under any illusions that what they had was emotionally fulfilling. That being said when they were able to meet unhurriedly and in relaxed circumstances the sex was incredible. They were also able to meet regularly as business colleagues. Mark was a senior manager for the insurance company that Frank and Jason had chosen to partner the car dealership with. Customers buying a vehicle from Lord & Son had the opportunity to obtain preferential insurance for the car. All the paperwork was handled by Mark’s office it was therefore natural that they should meet at least once a month to go over figures and agree new promotional activity. Their non sexual meetings also gave them the opportunity to talk about the sex they had together and what each would like to try or repeat or refine or in some instances not do again. The honesty and trust they gave each other ensured a deep understanding of and respect for the others position.

No one in either of their social circles suspected that they were lovers. Jason had not even told Pete before his friend left for university and it had been Mark who had helped him more than anyone else to come to terms with his losing the man he loved. A mutual and secret need had led to them forming a strong and pragmatic friendship.

Jason parked his car behind Marks grabbed his holdall from the backseat and almost ran up the steps to the front door. There was a note pinned to it: “Up the stairs, first bedroom on the right. Remember to lock the door.” A shiver of expectation ran down his back. Tonight would be only the second time in the two years they had been seeing each other that they would actually sleep together, with neither of them having to rush home. He closed and deadlocked the door behind him. At the foot of the stairs was another note: “Remove your clothes here then put these on.” The note was taped to a bag, looking inside he found a jockstrap and a pair of white sports socks. His dick began to thicken as he quickly undressed. Once naked he took the opportunity to look at himself in a full length mirror hanging on the wall opposite. What he saw made his cock leap to attention. Facing him was a six foot tall wet dream. He ran a hand over his chest tracing the contours of the hard round pecs, dragging the calloused palm over the hard sensitive nipples. He followed his treasure trail from his navel down his lightly muscled stomach to the root of his fully aroused manhood. He twisted to look at the rounded muscle of his ass cheeks ran his hand over them across the valley between the two perfect globes. He enjoyed turning himself on like this especially knowing what was waiting for him upstairs. He picked up the jockstrap and stepped into it. He watched himself in the mirror as he pulled them on forcing his tumescence into the pouch and snapping the support straps against his tanned skin. He turned his back to the mirror and bent down to put the socks on. Looking behind him he saw the firm mounds of his arse stretch and flex as he pulled the socks up. The crack between them looked secret and inviting. He shuddered in anticipation thinking about what Mark would be doing to it later. With one last appreciative look in the mirror Jason began to walk up the stairs.

Mark had quietly watched from behind the bannisters as his young lover had admired himself so wantonly in the mirror. He had known from the minute he had seen the position of the mirror that if he could think of some way to get Jason naked in front of it he wouldn’t be able to resist both admiring his muscular physique or touching himself erotically. He had stifled a groan when Jason stood in only the jockstrap and socks. It was one of Mark’s fantasies that he had talked about with Jason; the young stud, home from the gym all sweaty and hot would find his “brother-in-law” in his bedroom wanking off on his bed with a used pair of his briefs against his nose, breathing in the heavy musky smell of piss, cum and sweat. Jason had provided him with such a pair earlier in the week, having used them to wipe spunk off himself after jacking off at the thought of Mark using them to wank to. Mark quickly returned to the bedroom and got into position lying on the bed, trousers and pants round his ankles, cock in his hand face buried in Jason’s used underwear.

Jason got to the bedroom door and stopped. His hand went straight to the bulging pouch of the jockstrap and he began squeezing and rubbing himself. They had talked this fantasy through so he knew what Mark expected. ‘What the fuck do you think you’re doing?’ He stormed into the room and snatched his used underwear out of Mark’s hand. ‘You dirty bastard. Are you getting off on my stink?’ Slipping straight into character Mark cowered and tried to cover himself. ‘Does my sister know about this ya dirty cunt?’ Jason found he was quite enjoying himself. They had introduced role play into their sex life quite early on but today was the first time they had been able to plan for and execute an entire scenario. A rough outline as to what both wanted from the game had been established and they had then decided to improvise as they went along. Jason grabbed a handful of Mark’s hair and rubbed the dirty pants in his face. ‘Is this what you like? Is it? Or do you want what was in them?’ He removed the underwear from Mark’s face and pulled him across the bed so that he was in a position where he could mash his groin into his nose and mouth. ‘Is this what you want Mark? You want my big cock?’

Mark was beside himself with excitement. So far during their relationship Jason had been submissive allowing Mark to take the lead every time they met. This new dominant stud that stood powerfully over him as he played out the humiliation and feigned disgust the game demanded was a revelation. His respect for the younger man increased massively knowing that the role he had asked him to play was not natural to him and that he had at first been reluctant to assume the character needed for Mark’s fantasy to be successful. Confronted with a face-full of cotton clad pre-cum oozing dick there was only one thing Mark could do. He opened his mouth and started to suck the leaking tool. He could only close his lips around just over half of the restrained helmet but that allowed him to taste his man’s juice. Jason moaned and started to grind his crotch into his lover’s eager mouth. He reached down and flipped the side of the pouch up and over his scrotum, shaved and smooth his balls were presented for Mark’s attention. ‘Suck them.’ Jason grunted. Mark willingly opened his mouth as wide as he could and took the heavy sac inside it. Closing his lips around the churning balls he sucked and tongued them slowly stretching them away from Jason’s body. The hand on his head began to stroke him as Jason’s passion rose, ‘oh yeah. Suck those balls. Lick them clean. Yeah……this is better than smelling my dirty jocks isn’t it?’ Mark released Jason’s balls and reached up to pull the confined cock out. He immediately took all eight inches deep in his throat his nose coming to rest in the musky smelling bush at the base. Reaching round he held a buttock in each hand and began to massage them at the same time pulling Jason’s cock further into his mouth. Instinctively Jason began to move his hips back and forward fucking the mouth that held him. Mark struggled to not gag as the hard dick filling him pushed further down his throat than ever before. He removed a hand from Jason’s arse and brought it to his own aching cock surprised by the amount of cum he had released. He slicked his hand up and down the shaft in time with the thick rod using his mouth. He could feel Jason’s climax approaching. The thrusts into his stretched lips and throat were harder, faster more erratic then suddenly Jason shouted loudly, ‘FFUUUUUUUUCCCCKKKKKK…….’ and Mark found himself struggling to swallow the load being pumped into him by the straining muscular hunk. He felt Jason relax give a final shudder and then step back pulling his now tender penis away. Looking down Mark saw that he had shot his juice all over Jason’s legs and feet, without a moments hesitation he leaned down and licked them clean. Jason watched and when Mark had finished and before he was able to swallow all the cum he had just collected he pulled him to his feet and kissed him hard, his tongue forcing it’s way into Mark’s mouth. He could taste both of them as he scoured Mark’s teeth and gums for any man juice that might linger there.

Their kisses became less urgent, more playful then they broke apart and sat on the bed. Mark took hold of Jason’s hand and kissed it tenderly. ‘Thanks Jay, that was brilliant. You were so fucking hot.’ Jason smiled and returned the kiss.

‘You’re sure it was what you wanted?’

‘Yeah. It was great. And you came so fucking much.’ Mark laughed, ‘You nearly drowned me….’ They started to play wrestle falling back onto the bed. Purely by chance Mark found himself laying on top of Jason pinning his arms above his head. Jason became totally submissive shyly smiling up into Mark’s eyes. ‘What? Come on, what is it?’ he could always tell when his young lover wanted to ask for something that he wasn’t quite sure he would agree to. Jason decided to be playful in the hope that it would get him what he wanted.

‘You haven’t forgotten it’s my birthday next week have you?’

‘No, I haven’t forgotten.’

‘And you asked me what I’d like to get from you, remember?’ Mark shifted his weight so that their erections rubbed against each other then started to gently move up and down on Jason’s stomach causing them both to moan. Mark kissed Jason just as he closed his eyes and sighed with the pleasure he was feeling from his once again very hard cock. As Jason’s lips parted Mark took possession of them with his own and sensuously licked and probed as Jason lay submissive under him. His actions having had his desired effect he pulled his mouth away and started to kiss and bite his way down Jason’s neck and shoulders to his chest. As he licked and kissed he spoke teasingly each question taking minutes to complete.

He ran his tongue along the edge of Jason’s jawbone….’I remember’…… kisses and bites as he moved down his neck…..’that you wanted’……….swirl of the tongue where the neck and collar bone met….Jason moaned with pleasure then arched his back off the bed as Mark bit down on the same tender spot……’my cock’….lick along the shoulder….’in your’…..trail lips down to a nipple …..’arse’….bite down hard on the sensitive brown nub and twist the other one between finger and thumb. Jason’s hands grabbed at the sheet, his head reared back jaw pointing at the ceiling. His whole body bucked and writhed under Mark’s as the sudden, exquisite pain being inflicted on his chest shot through him like a bolt of electricity.

‘Yes. Yesssssss.’ He cried out. ‘oh god yes, fuck me Mark, fuck me.’ The pressure on his nipples eased and Mark brought his face next to his.

‘Tell me again what you want.’ His hand travelled down Jason’s torso and took hold of his rigid tool. ‘Tell me exactly what you want for your birthday.’ He increased the pressure on Jason’s cock and slowly rubbed his thumb over the tender eye.

‘No don’t……please don……..’Jason’s whole body spasmed as Mark slowly tortured the end of his dick.

‘Tell me what you want….’

‘I….oh god ……. Don’t stop it’s…….ahhhhh………I want you to…….AARRGGHHHH.’ Mark had quickly released his hold on Jason’s cock and switched his grip to his balls, squeezing and twisting them.

‘Tell me what you want…’

‘FUCK ME, FUCK ME, FUCK MEEEEEEE………’ Mark switched back to Jason’s dick. Using the copious pool of pre-cum that had collected on his stomach as lube he firmly stroked and rubbed his lover’s steel hard rod speeding up and increasing the friction as Jason’s body arched off the bed and a shout of passion filled the room. Rope after rope of cum flew out of Jason’s cock covering his chest and stomach. Mark bent down and gently licked and sucked the softening penis clean then he scooped up finger full after finger full of Jason’s man juice sharing each one with him as they kissed. ‘What about you Mark? You didn’t come.’ Jason’s voice was full of concern.

‘It’s okay, I’m saving it for later.’ He smiled cheekily then ran his hand under Jason’s balls stopping when he felt his rosebud with his fingertips. Jason took a sharp intake of breath and opened his legs wider to encourage further exploration. Mark gently tapped a finger against the virgin boy-pussy then removed his hand completely. ‘Not yet Jay, I’ll get to that later. Lets get cleaned up and go and eat.’ Jason groaned in disappointment.

‘But you will fuck me?’

Mark brushed his lips against Jason’s. ‘Yes, I will fuck you. I’ll fuck you so much and so hard that before I’m done you’ll be begging me to stop.’ Jason’s eyes lit up…

‘Is that a promise?’ he asked eagerly. Mark sat on the edge of the bed and playfully smacked the side of Jason’s ass cheek with just enough force to make him jump. ‘Ow.’

‘I’ll give you a bloody promise. Now come on. Shower then food. I’m starving and it sounds like I’m going to need the energy later.’ Jason bounced off the bed and headed for the bathroom. Mark collected a couple of towels from his bag and went to join him.