Slick's NY Adventures

If I thought New York was gray in October New York in January laughed at my naivete. Cold and alone, with only Phillip's silent company, I trudged through my first full day alone like a prisoner awaiting parole. Arriving home from work on New Year's day to an empty apartment, Phillip notwithstanding, I ate a lonely dinner. I Face Timed with J and Alex before bed to check that J had arrived home Ok. Alex's goofy smile was the exact opposite of my mournful countenance. After exiting I lay on my bed and cried myself to sleep.

Luckily school started up again the following day. My schedule was now 8 to 11 on the days I worked and 8 to 3 on the others, with only Sundays completely free. It would help to take my mind off my loneliness.

Coming home the next day I was met with a shock. Standing in the kitchen was a skinny pale man with thin blond hair. Dressed in khakis and a collared shirt he bowed when I exited the elevator.

Confused I stared for a minute before blurting out "Phillip?"

"Yes, Master Avery. Sorry to shock you but I thought this the best way. Every year when the Master takes his vacation I also take a break as well. Our arrangement is if I am here dressed in my normal attire when he arrives home I have agreed to another year of service. I am not the first of his servants. It's been a very sought-after position in certain communities. No need to worry I shall still cook and clean. The Master requested it while you were in residence. I will just not be dressed as you normally see me and I will be taking nights and weekends off. I trust this is fine with you?"

I nodded my head in agreement unable to form words.

Bowing his head he began walking towards his room but stopped turned and said "Oh and I may be entertaining myself from time to time. The nice young man you introduced me to has expressed interest in continuing where we left off." He winked, leaving me standing there with my mouth open.

I stood there thinking 'Great! Phillip's going to be getting laid while I'm here alone. God, I hope they're not fucking loud." I drank a bottle of wine with dinner that night.

Any chance of video sex with Alex and J became spotty at best. With the finance agreement in place, J was busy scouting buildings for conversion leaving Alex alone at the Inn for most of the day. I did make J send me nudes of himself in his hard hat to jerk off too but it wasn't the same.

The following Saturday after work I walked in a mostly nude Phillipe standing in front of the refrigerator gulping water like someone stranded in a desert. As he heard the elevator open he tuned giving me a full view of his raging boner wrapped in a leather cock ring apparatus. He at least had the decency to blush.

"Oops. Hi Papi. Sorry, guess we lost track of time." Apparently not body shy he stood there sipping his water, his cock pointing at me. I glanced down at it and he just shrugged and said "Took a viagra and he won't go down yet. Gonna have to work it off. You might want to put on your headphones." Grabbing his member he waved it at me while grinning and walked back into Phillip's room closing the door.

As the month wore on I slowly sank into a minor funk. I worked against it by throwing myself into morning workouts and evening yoga, with school and work taking up the slack. Marco and Philippe talked me into going out to a club Saturday night. Knowing my state they made sure to stay close all night helping me dance my frustration away.

During one break Marco pulled me aside. "What are you going to do when Gabriel comes home Papi?"

Confused I asked, "What do you mean?"

"Even you can't be that blind white boy. He's in love with you. I know it, you know it. Shit, even Phillip knows it. He told our boy he's never seen him this happy in the five years he's been there. He's coming for you, husbands or no husbands." He stared at me expectantly.

I could feel myself blushing. I was finally able to stammer out "I...I never really thought about Gabriel being in love. We've enjoyed each other a lot and I enjoy being with him. If I didn't have J and Alex I could see myself falling for him. Hard probably." I chuckled to underline that I knew Gabriel was a 'catch'. "I think him seeing me and J as a couple was what really helped him open up. We all had a great time and I know he and J bonded when I wasn't around. I know he cares for me, just like I do for him but I wouldn't say it's love. It's probably more like gratitude." I sipped my drink to cover my concern. Marco's questions raised things I had been purposely avoiding thinking about since Thanksgiving.

"Uh-huh. Ok, Papi. Mark my words. It'll be full-court press once he gets back." Marco let it drop then and changed the subject to Phillipe and Phillip. We shared a few giggles about their coupling before Phillipe pulled us back onto the dance floor.

Marco was proven wrong a week later. I arrived home to a concerned-looking Phillip. He was holding a paper in his hands. Without a word he passed it to me and walked to his room.

Angel,
It is with much gladness and also deep sadness I write you these lines. The lifting of the weight of Nico's death from my heart has made me see my past in a different light. The love you and your husband afforded me has allowed me to open my heart again. I reached out to my sisters to effect a reconciliation and happily we have begun to heal old wounds.

I will be extending my stay to get to know them again and begin to know their children. I have been alone too long and feel the need to regain a place in this world. You and your husbands have taught me no one should be alone and again I thank you for this gift.

You have no need to worry my Angel. My home is yours always. Phillip has agreed to stay on until my return. Please avail yourself of my home fully. I implore you to move into my bedroom and make it your own. Nothing would make me happier.

Mi Amor until we meet again please know you are always in my thoughts.
Gabriel

Stunned I walked to the terrace with the note in my hand. I read it over a few times trying to decode the secret meanings I felt must be buried in it. He makes no mention of a return date. Was I to be here alone until May? While the thought of Gabriel's return had left me conflicted about my feelings for him I could not deny I missed being with him. Even if I only maintained he was just a temporary substitute for my real family.

Finally, I knocked on Phillip's door for answers. Did he say when he would be back? No. Had he ever done this before? No. What about his clients? Email blast referring them to the former assistants.

Thanking Phillip I went to my room and called J. Luckily he answered and I filled him in on the details.

I heard him take a deep breath before he replied. "Babe we opened up a box he considered buried forever. It's no surprise he needs time to deal with it. I'm sorry this means you're alone but I think you agree it's a good thing. Also..." I heard him hesitate.

"Also what J?" I prodded.

Another breath "Also I'm pretty sure he's in love with you so he may be staying away not to get hurt again." Damn not J to I thought.

"Shit now I feel I should just come home. I don't want to be the one keeping him away." J stayed quiet as I thought. "Also thanks for not asking if I love him back J."

"I'd might be afraid of the answer A." I heard the hurt in his voice.

"Jason you know I love you. Yes, I have feelings for Gabriel and I think you do also but you're stuck with me for life, and don't you forget it." I could hear J relax through the phone.

"Well, you're not coming home. You're staying there, finishing school, and dealing with whatever the fallout of this is no matter what. You decided to be part of his life and I'm not letting you just walk away because it suddenly got hard. Time to grow up Avery." The use of my full name was to show J meant business.

I sighed knowing he was right. I made the mess and I had to see if I could clean it up somehow. "Yes, Babe. You're right."

J and I chatted about what was going on there than sending him and Alex my love we hung up. Lying there I wondered how I could let Gabriel down without hurting him if he did ever ask me to stay. My heart was in California but damn it I did love the man. What the hell had I done. Groaning I went and opened a bottle of wine, grabbed some cheese and crackers, and drank myself to sleep.

I awoke hungover and horny. I decided that being alone did not have to mean being celibate. One-night stands weren't really my scene so I went on a few sites and created profiles looking for an FWB who could host. I felt funny bringing an outsider into Gabriel's home. I got a lot of hits but mostly guys looking for one off's so I declined all of them.

Two weeks later at work, we had a fire drill. This was a quarterly requirement that was coordinated with the local firehouse. They were required to cordon off the streets around the building to facilitate the crowd of staff and guests. I had left my Grindr app logged on but the phone on vibrate. During the drill I felt my phone vibrate and since we were just waiting for the all-clear I glanced at the notification. It showed some nicely chiseled torso pics, one with an FDNY shirt, showing 5 feet away. Shocked I glanced around until my gaze fell on a grinning sandy-haired hunk. Outfitted in his full gear it was hard to get a full view of the man but I liked what I could see.

Standing about 6'1" his smile glinting through his stubbled cheek. Early 30's and Irish if I had to guess from his sandy hair and a sprinkling of freckles and crystal blue eyes. Glancing his way I surreptitiously held my phone up at him and he nodded back at me. Just then the all-clear sounded and, after donning his helmet and winking, he climbed back into his rig as they sped off sirens blaring.

Once we re-opened the hotel I took a break and checked my Grindr. There was a single message from the smoke eater.

'Any empty rooms in that hotel where I can show you my hose in person?" Attached was a picture of a nice fat 8" cock.

Blushing and kicking myself for never even thinking about using the hotel as a base for an FWB arrangement, I sent back a picture of my ass in a jock with the caption. 'Only if you can guarantee to put out the fire I have burning inside this.' Cheesy yes but this was Grindr.

'What time works for you? My shift ends at Midnight" He texted.

'I'm off at 11. Meet me at the bar at 12:15. Bring lube and condoms" I replied. I wanted to see how invested he was going to be.

"You got it sexy. See you then. 😉"

I cornered one of the gay reservation clerks and asked how I get access to a room for an hour or two. He laughed and said, "I thought you'd never ask!" He quickly assured me he was joking and his husband wouldn't approve unless he could join. He told me to swing by after my shift and he would block out a room and give me a key card.

I spent the rest of my shift with a semi-hard cock in anticipation of the meeting. After my shift, I swung by the desk for the key cards and with a "Have fun slut" from my new friend quickly ran to the room to shower and clean out, having made my own drugstore run earlier. I made it to the bar at 12:10 and grabbed a quiet table in the back.

I sat there nervously fiddling with my phone like a teenager waiting for a blind date until I felt a presence looming above me. I looked up into smiling white teeth and crystal blue eyes. His reddish sandy hair was still wet from the shower. His blue FDNY jacket covering his brawny chest he was carrying a drugstore bag in one hand and an imported beer in the other. My glance captured his wedding ring on his left hand and my stomach sank for a minute but my cock rose at the same time.

He sat down across from me without a word, his smile never leaving his face.

He opened with."I see you saw my ring. Is that a problem?"

"I don't know. I mean I have 2 husbands back home but they gave me the green light to see others while I'm in NY. It's why I'm looking for a "Friend with Benefits" only. What's your deal?" I managed to stutter. Part of me knew I was going to let this man fuck me but I needed to make sure he wasn't a total sleaze first.

"My wife knows I'm Bi and is OK with me sleeping with men as long as I play safe and keep it DL. She's also Bi and has a lady friend somewhere. We love each other and live a conventional life but allow each other some freedom to explore. I liked your profile because you said you wanted "no strings for regular sex" I don't like to sleep around if I can help it." He took a swig of his beer and raised his eyebrow waiting for my reply.

I ran his reply through my head and came up with. "I'm Avery" and reached my hand across the table.

"Nice to meet you Avery. I'm Brian. Does this mean we are doing this?" The glint in his eyes and his smirk told me he already knew the answer.

"Drink up Brian" I answered and downed the rest of my wine. "We going together or do you want me to go first?"

He grinned and said "Go first and be naked and ass up by the time I get there. I just have to let the wife know I'll be home late." I slid the spare room key over to him and hustled to the elevator. Once in the room, I rinsed the wine taste out of my mouth, stripped the bed and myself, and was on my knees ass up as I heard the key in the lock.

I watched as he walked and placed the lube and condoms on the nightstand and slowly began removing his clothes. One hand roamed my ass the entire time he stripped until I felt a hard slap to it which made me gasp. Another slap propelled me forward and I felt his hard cock pressed against my lips. Eagerly opening my mouth I slid my lips around it while his fingers toyed with my hole. His cock tasted of soap and musk. I spied his reddish trimmed pubes surrounding a nice plump pair of balls as I slowly slid down to the base. I heard him moan as I used my special skills to lick the his shaft as I buried him in my mouth and throat. His finger teased my hole as he pressed the tip inward making it my turn to moan.

I began sucking his cock while his hands explored my ass and hole with an occasional slap for emphasis. After a few minutes of oral pleasure, I felt his hands under my armpits and felt myself lifted until I was staring up at him. He smiled down, his blue eyes blazing in the dim light, and bent his head to mine, his tongue exploring my mouth. His mouth tasted of cinnamon and beer. He slowly began pushing me downward onto the bed as his body covered mine, our mouths locked together. His hands began exploring my body, stroking me, pinching my nipples, until his hand wrapped around my throbbing cock and his fingers began stroking it, making me squirm with pleasure. He lifted his mouth off mine and buried it onto my leaking cock while shifting himself around until his cock was over my face.

The fat mushroom head hovering over my face called for my tongue to lick around it. I teased it, tasting the precum already leaking from it, as I felt him bury his mouth deeper on mine. Grabbing his ass cheeks I pulled him down deeper, engulfing him fully as my hands parted his cheeks and my fingers sneaked towards his hole. Circling around it I heard him gasp and lift his head off my cock. "It's not cleaned out so don't go deep. We'll save that for next time sexy. Did you clean out?" As he felt me nod he bent back down and spread my own cheeks and dove face-first into my hole.

The man was a master of his trade and I could see why his wife kept him around. His tongue teased, spread and opened my hole as good, if not better, than Alex ever did. My hole, unused for weeks, greedily responded to his probing. My moans of pleasure around his fat cock made clear I was thoroughly enjoying his talents.

Finally unable to take anymore I lifted his cock and reached for the lube and condoms. Holding them out I said "Fuck me, Brian. Fuck me now!" With a final deep probe of his tongue, he rose, turned, and bending to kiss me, ripped open the wrapper and covered his cock. Spreading a generous amount of lube onto it and my hole he lifted my legs onto his shoulders while my hands explored the reddish-blond hair on his chest. Pushing my legs to my chest I felt his pulsing cockhead pressing against my throbbing hole. Grabbing his ass I helped him break the seal as he parted my ass lips and dove in deep. I moaned loudly and threw my head back as his head dropped and his lips met my neck. His broad hands holding my legs tight against my chest he began pumping and sliding his meaty cock in and out of my hole as his masterful tongue rode up and down my neck. Gasping loudly at his onslaught to my hole I wrapped my hands around his head pushing it up and planting his lips hard down onto mine. I needed someone to own me fully at this moment in time.

Finally shouting "Fuck me, Daddy. Make me yours" I ground my ass back onto his sliding cock, matching his trusts with my own. The blue of his eyes became deeper as he stared into mine and began fucking me harder until only the sound of our bodies colliding filled the room. I began to feel the cum rising in my dripping cock as his stare pinned me to the bed. I stopped my thrashing and allowed him to own my hole. Sensing my submission he grabbed my legs, spread them wide in a V, and increased his thrusts. Harder and faster he pounded against me, opening me wide, planting himself deep, as I began to stroke my cock.

Breaking his silence he growled "Cum for me baby" and bent his head to my nipple his raspy tongue making me quiver. My hand became a blur on my cock as the multiple sensations sent me over the edge.

"Oh, Fuck. Here it comes." I shouted. Brian moved his head to receive the full blast of my load over his face, his mouth open and catching stray streams of my load. With a final few thrust in my hole, he pulled out, tore off the condom, and blasted his own load onto my chest covering my load already pooling there. Sliding his tongue down he lapped and swallowed our mingled loads into his mouth. He finally climbed back up and planted his cum covered lips onto mine. Our tongues shared the remnants of our loads as he collapsed down on top of me.

We kissed and fondled each other as our breath went from panting to normal. He placed his head onto my chest and I stroked his hair, my body still tingling from the experience. The fireman knew how to hang hose and quench my thirst.

From deep in my chest I heard his voice "My God I needed that. When can we see each other again?"

Twirling his hair around my finger I decided to play coy "Don't know. When can you show up in your full gear?"

Raising his head, blue eyes blazing, he upped the ante. "Oh, you're going to be trouble. I think I could work something out. Ever have sex in a firehouse before?"

"No. Now who's going to be trouble? Let's shower together and send you home to wifey. We can discuss next time in the shower. Bring the condoms in case something comes up while we are in there."

Grinning devilishly at him I rose and walked towards the bathroom hearing him scrambling for the condoms behind me.

To be continued...