The Exploration Of Nate

CHAPTER XVII

sCrUM

NEXT MORNING

Nate snuck into the bathroom to grab some water. He paused and looked in the mirror. He ached from the night before. He ran his right hand over his left pec. Running a finger over the bruise from where Scott had bit him during their celebrations on the sofa the night before.

He turned in the mirror to see the marks left by Scott's hands. Turning back round, he ran his hand further up to his neck. Over the redness that was still there from Scott's grip. 

He bit his finger, thinking of the intensity of the night before. He liked Scott's marks on him. He felt he had been claimed. Claimed by a beautiful man. He wanted more. 

He padded back to bed, kissed Scott on the shoulder, who, without opening his eyes, pulled Nate in for a hug and went back to sleep without a word. Nate smiled in Scott's chest. Yeah. Claimed.

LATER THAT MORNING

Scott came back fully dressed for work and placed a coffee next to Nate. Nate roused to the smell. This was almost a routine for them at this point. 

Scott went to leave and let Nate sleep but Nate's hand caught him and pulled him to sit. 

"Good morning. Last night was intense. I hope I haven't left you with any marks. Or not many at least." Scott seemed a little concerned. He ran a palm over Nate's face tenderly. 

"Morning. Uh yeah, can we talk about that?" Nate smiled and Scott seemed to recoil and flew his hands to his face.

"Oh fuck. I went to far didn't I? I get intense and I get so into you I lose myself. Shit. I'm sorry." He dropped his head to Nate's lap. "Please tell me I haven't ruined things?" 

"Will you shut up?" Nate snapped playfully.

"Huh?" Scott got up and wiped a tear. Looking practically petrified. 

"Have you finished? Jesus. I was going to say, I liked it. That level of intense you can only experience with someone you completely trust. That you know will back off when they should. You were an animal last night and it was the most deep and meaningful sex I've ever had."

"Oh." Scott began to smile. "So you enjoyed last night huh? Sorry, I just want to make sure you are happy. Let's agree we can get like that when we're feeling it, but it doesn't have to be all the time. But I'm always game for a private scrum." He wiggled his eyebrows and dived on Nate. Play biting and tickling him all over. 

Nate roared with laughter. Scott looked up and Nate grabbed his kind face. "You do make me happy. Really happy." Nate professed. They kissed.

"Me too. Me too. Fuck. It’s going to be torture knowing you're here and I'm working all day." He got up and left the room.

Nate grinned to himself. 

JUSTIN AND JASON

"Ok I need to head out. We're completing that office complex today so that's another big project done." Justin said proudly as he grabbed his jacket in the kitchen.

"Well done. That was a massive project. I'm proud of you." Jason kissed him and wrapped his legs around Justin from the bar stool.

"Shame you have to go, you could have had a good luck fuck from me." He wrapped his legs tighter.

Grabbing Jason's chin and kissing him. "I wish. Gotta go. Maybe later? What's your plan today?" 

"No plans today. Morning off then office this afternoon. Oh, by the way, I got us tickets to the event at Suede next Saturday. Sounds fun. Dress code, DJ, the works! I got Brandon a ticket too. Peace offering." He smiled.

"Yeah sounds good. Oh that's kind of you. I'll tell him today. Work out what dress code means beacuse I fucking hate having to think about clothes." Justin pulled at Jason's vest.

"I know babe. You rarely need them around me anyway." He slapped Justin's firm cheeks and released him. "Get out of here and I'll speak to you later."

"I'm gone." He waved over his head as he left. 

A LITTLE LATER 

Jason checked his phone.

PETER: Afternoon Jason. How are you? We need to settle my investment in your firm. Shall we arrange a dinner? My partner will be attending if that’s ok? Brian. As a side note, I hear you’re back with that Justin bull? What a catch. If he’s around it might be worth him joining us. Could be worth your while if you get my drift. I cuck Brian out a lot. Would you be up for letting Justin and Brian perform for me? You can observe too. Sorry that’s full on but might just get us a deal. 

Jason thought about it for a moment. Him and Justin had been in some interesting group situations before. This almost seemed tame in comparison but Justin would need to agree. He replied. 

JASON: When and where? 

Instantly. 

PETER: Your apartment. Have your Justin in something inspirational for the evening. That body and cock are legendary. We won’t be shy. 8. Tonight? 

JASON: You’re on. 

LATER

JASON: Will you do me a favour? Just this once? To sweeten a deal for me. 

JUSTIN: What? 

JASON: Peter is bringing his partner tonight to finalise a deal. He cucks him out. He’d appreciate you and him together in front of us. He seems to be a huge fan of yours. Perhaps he saw you at one of David’s events? 

JUSTIN: I’ll do it for you. I remember him. Old muscle dad type. Brian is a total slut. Will do anything. This is a one off. Then never again. 

Jason gasped at the reply and grinned. 

JASON: Thank you Prince. Oh and you have to wear this all night. Only. 

Jason sent a photo a purple Lycra thong.

JUSTIN: Fuck sake. Fine. You can wax me. 

JASON: Pleasure. 

SCOTT’S APARTMENT 

Nate was sat editing his work at the island in the kitchen. Naked. Wanting to continue the torture. Feeling a need to be used by his man he jumped down off his bar stool and kneeled on the floor. 

Taking his phone he raised it above him, getting his full naked body in shot. He pushed the fingers of his free hand in his mouth and gagged. Photo taken. 

NATE: Scrum? Come fill my mouth. Fuck my face. Fuck off. 

MINUTES LATER:

Nate was on his knees, pulling his cock when Scott entered. Stern faced. His cock already wrestling with his navy suit trousers, the ones that drove Nate wild.

Scott grabbed Nate’s hair, loose and wild. Held him in position and undid his fly. Yanking his cock out he pushed it into Nate’s waiting mouth. “Waaagh” filled the room as Scott’s head hit the back of Nate’s throat. 

Nate wanted to submit to his captain. He clasped his hands together above him, inviting Scott to restrain him. Scott smacked a fist over Nate’s hands and gripped the other on Nate’s hair more firmly. 

Scott wasted no time. Snapping his hips forward and back roughly. Nate was helpless to the attack on his mouth. He retched as tears fell and spit spilled from his mouth and pooled on his chest and belly. Scott kicked Nate’s hands away from his cock. Torture.

Nate gave in and let his Captain’s cock dive in and out of his mouth. The greedy retching spurred Scott on. Restraining Nate still he could feel his climax coming. In that moment, Nate was his servant. He’d blow his load without telling him. 

Nate felt the syrupy beginnings of the load trickle and then a flood came. He closed his eyes and pushed through. Letting the seed fill his throat. 

Scott exhaled and held Nate in position while he unloaded. 

One lone drop agitated Nate’s throat and he convulsed. The load and spit came back up, all over Scott’s neat trousers. 

Enough. 

Scott released and Nate collapsed and gathered his breath. 

Scott stared at him. Nate locked eyes. Scott shoved his cock way, not tending to the mess on his trousers and left the room. 

Nate wiped his mouth and eyes and grinned in his pool of Scott’s mess. 

AFTERNOON

SCOTT: Scrum? I’ve got an afternoon of boring meetings I just need to sit through. Come sit on this and I’ll fuck you with it when I’m bored. 

A photo of a chrome dildo accompanied. Even this man’s toys were high end for god sake. 

Nate was now on the sofa watching TV. Happy to wind Scott up. 

He filmed himself arching his back to expose his round, toned cheeks. Emerging behind his head.

NATE: Oh you mean you want this? 

SCOTT: Get in here. 

Nate laughed and went to the office. Scott’s camera was off. He walked behind him, ran his cock against the back of Scott’s neck and bit his earlobe. Scott reached round and squeezed at Nate frantically. 

Nate jumped on the desk, next to Scott’s laptop. He spat on his hand and rubbed it all over the chrome large dildo. Wasting no time, his squatted on to it in one. Nate rolled his eyes and grinned at Scott. 

A call came through. Scott answered. Nate raised and lowered himself firmly. The desk and its contents shook. 

The call ended. 

“Fuck it harder.” Scott demanded. 

Nate leant back and balanced his slender frame back and snapped his hips up and down faster. 

Scott marvelled at his man’s body. Flexing with a sheen of sweat. Entranced by the disappearance of the chrome toy. Slam after slam. 

“Get on your back. Show me your hole.” 

Nate lay back, feet on Scott’s shoulders. Hole exposed. Scott reached and slapped Nate’s thigh. Nate hissed. 

Scott joined another call. Without looking up he took the dildo and shoved it into Nate. Nate grabbed the desk. “Yeah. Do it. Shove it in. Harder. Make me fucking cum. Go on.” 

Scott worked the toy hard. Stationery and paperwork fell off the desk with his haste. 

“Keep going baby. You’re gonna make me shoot. Keep going.” Nate screwed his face into ecstasy. Gripping the desk harder. Scott yanked his cock out and pulled it frantically. 

“Oh shit yes. You’re making me cum.” Nate’s cock jolted and ropes projected across his belly. He went slack and succumbed. 

“Uh, uh, uh…” Scott snapped up out of his seat and lurched to Nate’s face as his own climax bolted.

Taking Scott’s mammoth cock in his mouth teasingly. “Thank you babe.” He looked up as he cleaned his man’s cock. “You went deep.” He slurped.

“You’re so hot Nate. You’re absolutely my match.” Scott pulled his cock away and shoved it back in his trousers. Still covered in the mess from earlier. 

“I’ve definitely met mine.” Nate grinned as he got up tentatively. 

Scott flopped back on his chair. Nate grabbed his face.

“I’ll be waiting in the living room.” Kiss.

“Scott, what do you think?” A voice came from his meeting. 

JASON’S APARTMENT - LATER

Justin was wrestling with the idea of fucking Brian stupid and the fact he was clearly being used by Jason to further business interests. His cock stirred in the lift. Tonight was going to be on his terms as much as it could be. 

“There you are. How was your day? Everything finished with the office complex?” Jason made to hug Justin. 

“Stop.” He held a palm inches to Jason’s face. “No bullshit. I’m going to shower. When I’m done, you’ll come in an wax me. Rinse me. You’ll oil me up and get me into whatever fuckin’ stupid underwear I need to wear. Get it?”

Jason dropped to his knees clutching at Justin’s thighs. “Fuck I love you.” 

“Yeah.” Justin pushed him aside to go into the bedroom. 

Jason looked on. Licking his lips. 

A LITTLE LATER

“Jas?” Justin’s deep voice boomed. 

Jason jumped to attention and marched into the bathroom. 

“Take all your shit off. This hair removal stuff works best in the shower. Kneel in front of me.” Justin commanded from the shower. 

Jason followed orders. Frantically. 

“Take the cream and tidy me up. Exactly the way you like me.” He grabbed Jason’ face and spat on him. “Not that you’ll get any benefit tonight. None of this is for you.” He shoved Jason’s face away from his gaze. 

Jason gulped as he spread the removal cream over Justin’s sack, the warm crevices between his thighs, his cheeks and all the way into his hole. Justin looked down on Jason with a commanding stare. Betraying himself every now and then with a grunt if Jason’s familiar touch was too intimate to ignore. 

‘Please allow five minutes for the cream to activate.’

“Get up and wash it off.” Jason got up to Justin’s command. 

“Feel my body? You won’t be touching this again tonight. Get a good look. This is it.” Justin stated. Jason whimpered at the dominance in Justin’s voice while he ran his hand and water over Justin’s body. 

Jason finished rinsing the cream off to reveal perfectly clear skin in all of Justin’s exciting places. Like silk. Jason lost himself in thought a moment, then he found his face smacked against the shower wall. The stone was cold against his cheek and lip. 

Justin’s body pressed against Jason. Hot. Smooth. Hard. A thick cock wedged between his thighs. He began to move his cheeks back and forth encouragingly until a forearm pressed against the back of his neck.

“No fuckin’ way. You’re not worth that tonight. Consider this a warnin’ babe. I love you. I will kill for you. But I will not be used ever again. I’m doin’ this for you. Sharing my body. For you. Fuckin’ someone. For you.” Justin bit Jason’s earlobe. Jason bit his lip and groaned.

“My Prince.” Jason shoved his cheeks back still in hope Justin would change his mind and sink into his back pussy.

Not going to happen.

Justin flattened him against the wall. “Fuck you.” He reached and grabbed Jason’s cock. “Hold your cock.” He demanded and bit Jason’s shoulder. He took the shower head and held it over Jason’s aching cock. The sensation of the jet hitting his tender head sent Jason wild. 

Jason had no time to cope, Justin dove three fingers into his hole and punched his sweet spot roughly. 

“You’re gonna cum for me right now. Take it. You love me smashin’ you’re cunt babe don’t you?” Justin jabbed and twisted in Jason’s hole relentlessly. 

“Just, you’re making me cum. Oh shit.” Jason clasped at the wall as his body quivered. He exploded all over his abs. 

Justin grabbed Jason’s neck and kissed his ear from behind. “You won’t cum again tonight.” He pulled his fingers out and smacked Jason’s cheeks. Jason steadied his breath.

Jason turned and grabbed Justin’s face. “I know you hate me right now. But hate me more if that’s what it does to you.” He pulled at Justin’s neck chain and slapped Justin’s face. “I mean it.” He kissed him hard again. 

Justin didn’t even react to the slap. He grinned. “Get the fuck out and get me a towel.”

Jason returned. 

“Kneel. Dry me.” Justin clicked and pointed to the floor.

Jason dried Justin’s cock, sack and cheeks. Slowly. Looking up longingly. He grabbed the oil next and kneaded it into Justin’s newly hairless skin. The oil, the hands, the stare, Justin couldn’t help but harden. 

“You wanted this tonight. But you can’t have it both ways. You’re gonna watch me do everthin’ to Brian you’d have me do to you. He’s gonna fuckin’ squeal like a pig. All you can do is look.” He spat on Jason’s face again. Jason licked his lip to retrieve Justin’s saliva and groaned. 

“Pull that stupid thing on me.” Justin pointed to the purple thong on the floor.

Jason pulled it up slowly. Gliding Justin’s thighs and pulling it into place. Jason pulled Justin’s cock into the pouch to display Justin’s cock in all its fat glory.

“Sniff my cock, that’s all you’re gettin’ tonight.” Jason lunged forward and buried his head between Justin’s balls and shaft and sniffed hard through the material.

“Enough. Fuck off and wait for your pathetic guests to arrive. I’ll come out when I’m ready.” He grabbed Jason by the chin, slapped his cheek hard and pointed. “Don’t even think about this again. This is for you. Tonight only.” He kissed Jason hard and flung his face down. “Get out.” 

Jason said nothing and went to change. 

A LITTLE LATER

“Come in both, good to see you. I’ve set up the paperwork at the dinning table. Can I get you a drink?” Jason said sycophantically. 

“Evening. Yeah, red wine would be good. You’ve met Brian before?” Peter asked in his gruff voice. Peter was grey haired. Tanned. 6’0. Gym honed body. Piercing blue eyes. Neat goatee and a handsome angular face. He was immaculate for 60. 

Brian was a shorter, more slender version of Peter. 

Jason knew Peter was a formidable character. A ruthless businessman and a huge sexual appetite. Unapologetically out. Jason knew on the grapevine Peter held hedonistic orgies at his apartment he nicknamed ‘The Lair.’ It was usually dripping with young and beautiful men for him to play with. Jason didn’t know if he should look up to him or not.

“Hi Jason. Don’t know if we’ve met before. Looking forward to my evening already.” Brian teased. 

The forwardness caught Jason off guard. “Uh, yeah! Of course. Justin won’t disappoint.” 

“Oh I can vouch for that myself. One on one with that beast. Fuck.” Brian rubbed Peter’s chest tenderly.

“Can’t wait to see you railed baby.” Peter grinned at Brian. 

Jason gawped as Brian ran a hand over Peter’s crotch as if he wasn’t there.

“Uh, let’s sit and get things signed, shall we? I’ll serve dinner afterward.” Jason felt nervous. 

“Are we not missing someone? Where is this young bull you’ve now got all to yourself?” Peter looked around. 

“He’ll be with us a little later.” Jason explained. 

“Not too late. My hole is twitching already. That dick is legendary.” Brian blurted.

“Steady on you little slut.” Peter held a hand on Brian’s shoulder. 

“Ok, let’s sit.” Jason urged. Realising he actually wanted this over before it had even remotely started. 

BEDROOM

Justin heard everything. He was feeling wound up and admitted to himself getting on a nasty power bottom like Brian would work a lot of his frustration out. 

He was angry too. The audacity of Jason to ask for this. He really needed to stop using the fact he loved Jason as his justification for everything. It really would be this one time. 

He pulled on his cock as he lay on the bed. The silk fabric felt cool against his shaft and head. He found himself looking back over his conversations with Nate. The photo’s they’d exchanged. “Fuck he was beautiful” he whispered to himself. He missed him. 

He yanked his cock free and jerked almost to climax. Stopping and growling into the pillow. What he’d give for Nate to be here now. 

DINNING ROOM

Documents sighed, dinner finished and the conversation rumbled on. Now was Justin’s time.

He checked himself in the mirror. Skin glimmering and pouch stretched over his edged cock. He knew he looked good. His signature neck chain glinting as he surveyed himself. He was ready.

The bedroom door snapped open and the mumbled talking quickly subsided. 

“Fucking Jesus Christ.” Peter exclaimed at the sight of Justin walking toward them. 

Without even a word, Justin grabbed Brian by the hair on his head and pulled him out of his chair and manhandled him into the middle of the living area. 

Brian was startled but ready for action, clambering at Justin’s thighs. “Fuck yes. This is what I’m talking about. Jesus you’re fucking perfect.” 

Justin grabbed at Brian’s hair again. “Open your fuckin’ mouth. Gag on this you bitch.” He spat on Brian’s face before ploughing his cock into his mouth, still encased in the pouch. 

Brian clamped his palms at Justin’s cheeks and held on for grip. His retches were loud and greedy. 

After bobbing back and forth, tears streaming, Justin pushed Brian off his cock. “Ready for the real thing slut? Get back over here, pull this fuckin’ stupid thing off and get to work on my cock again. Take it all, wanna feel my bell end in your throat.” 

“You asked for it stud. Prepare to be impressed.” Brian dive forward again. Wet, clumsy slurps started again. 

“Fuck. Go on. That’s it.” Justin slapped the back of Brian’s head. 

Justin snapped his head back to Peter and Jason. Open mouthed at the ice action in front of them. 

“Pull it out then Pete. Jas, don’t sit there lookin’ fuckin’ stupid. Gobble his cock down. No touching yourself. You’re done for tonight.” Justin commanded the room while Brian struggled on his cock. 

“Fuck yes. C’mon Jas. get on it.” Peter scrambled with his fly to whip out his fat 8’5. 

Jason hesitated. He seemed to realise he was now in a hell of his own making. His jealously was surfacing. He knew he was being punished. But what on earth could he really say or do. He did what he had done for years, put on a front and got on with it. 

He had no interest in Peter. He appreciated his handsome, well kept appearance but he just didn’t do anything for Jason. 

He went to work and took what Peter gave him. He was rough and forceful but in an irritating way. Like a closet straight pervy husband getting lucky. Jason angled his face straight down and couldn’t help but frown and role his eyes. Wishing Peter would just shut the fuck up. 

“Get up pig. Strip. Show me your arse.” Justin pulled his cock back from Brian’s mouth. He held it tight not to shoot. He wanted this anger to push him through this charade. 

“Ploughing this pussy? You gonna beat it up for me? Oh fuck yes… deeper” mid mindless dirty talk Justin dove two fingers into Brian’s hole. “Fuck you’ve been around the block. Good. I can swing right in.” Justin snapped. 

“Yeah, smash it in. Fuck me big boy.” Brian clamped his hands around his thighs eagerly. 

Justin moved forward and angled his body above Brian. Brian was dwarfed. Jason looked on at the beautiful back of his Prince. Disgusted with what he’d asked of him. 

“Take it.” Justin could barely bring himself to talk let alone look. He put his energies into driving deep and hitting Brian’s bud. Making him squeal. 

The sofa clattered as Justin hammered away. Frustrated. Angry. 

The commotion made Brian and Jason stop and look. A view of tanned muscles slamming up and down into a helpless pair of legs flailing about beneath. 

Brian slapped a hand firmly on Justin’s perfect left cheek. “God, you’re incredible. Yeah! That’s it!” Brian squealed as was Justin’s aim. 

Justin looked down as he grabbed the sofa for more grip to go deeper. “You gonna cum?” He demanded to know. 

“Fuck, uh huh.” Brian whimpered. 

“Stop.” Justin lunged backward. He went to the floor and knelt back. “Shoot in my face. You too Pete. I know you’ve wanted to cover me for ages. Now’s your one and only chance.” 

Brian clambered to his feet and Peter marched to where Justin knelt.

Jason looked on. Justin was so handsome and sexy. He held his crotch uselessly. 

Brian blew first. Justin stuck his tongue out in submission. “Fuck yes. Take that load you bull slut.” He shook his cock and rung it out as the ropes dripped off onto Justin’s chin. 

Peter grabbed Justin’s hair and aimed his cock at the middle of his face. The ropes smacked Justin across the nose. “That’s it. Dad spunk right in my face.” Justin grabbed Peter’s cock and sucked it clean. 

“Shit, you’re incredible.” Brian stumbled a little. 

“Jas, get over here. Three of you kneel.” Justin got up and dwarfed the other three. 

“You can take my fuckin’ load you pricks.” Justin started jacking hard and it didn’t take him long before his pent up ropes flew across all three of them. 

Brian and Peter gave out a greedy “awwwwgghh” as Justin emptied on them. Jason simply stared. 

Flicking remaining  drops on the three men, Justin straightened. “That’s me done.” He marched away and slammed the bedroom door closed behind him. 

30 MINUTES LATER

“Babe? Can I come in?” Jason asked, knocking on the bedroom door tentatively. 

“What the fuck do you want now?” Justin said, muffled by his pillow. 

“Uh, I wanted to check you were ok and say thank you. Deal is signed. You impressed everyone.” Jason offered.

Justin snapped his head up and grabbed the pillow. “So you got a deal by basically whorin’ me out? How do you think that makes me feel?” 

“I’m sorry. If it’s any consolation, I hated it. As soon as you came out I regretted everything.” He sat at the bottom of the bed.

“I thought things would be different. I said yes because I’m scared of what you’d do if I said no. Do you know how unhealthy that is? I hated it too. I’m in a relationship with a man who sees everything else except me. Do you know I broke off things with Nate for you? I really liked him. I came back because we have history but fuck sake. You’re a selfish, rich, 40 year old baby. I don’t need to be here. I have my own business. I don’t NEED you. I’m here FOR you. That’s it. You do get that I could fucking leave right now and literally never look back?”

Jason recoiled. He’s really fucked up. “Of course I know you can. I’m sorry. I’m a mess. I know that. You keep me in check as best you can. The only person who can. You tamed me. Or at least try too.” He laughed a little and Justin warmed a little and grabbed his hand. 

“You’re a fucking pain in the arse. You pull this again, I’m gone.” He grabbed Jason for a hug.

“I’m lucky to have you. I know that.” Jason nuzzled at Justin’s nose. 

They kissed, longingly. They made love. For the first time in they didn’t know how long. It was slow. Tender. No show. 

SCOTT’S APARTMENT 

They’d both sat watching Netflix in between naps. Missing who the murderer was in at least two documentaries they’d watched. Never mind. Both tired from their epic day of now officially code named ‘scrums.’

Nate’s feet were on Scott’s lap. “Babe, bed?” 

Nate woke. “Huh? Yeah, yeah definitely.” 

They got to bed and Scott wrapped his arm around Nate. “Today was hot. But. It’s not all we have to be about. Nate I’m really falling for you. But I don’t want us to just express ourselves by being rough.”

“I know. I feel the same. Maybe some slow time too?” Nate reached for Scott’s cock and squeezed grinning into a kiss.

Scott bit his lip and kissed Nate lightly back. “Oh baby, ready for more? I’m going slow though. I want to be present with you right until you cum in my arms.” 

They kissed. They went slow. They met each other’s eyes with each tender but firm thrust. Nate climaxed on his belly between them. Silent. Scott followed. Deep inside Nate. Silence.

They fell asleep in their gentle mess.

Happy.