The Kinksters are Alright

It is always fun to write about Jack and Aidan. I have a real connection to a lot of what goes on between them. Their relationship is as special as Jack and Harrison's, which can complicate things a little. They will work it out. In the meantime, they can't get enough of each other and they finally get to a kink they've both wanted to do with each other.

So, yes there is more scat (and there will be even more). It is just how I see the story going as everyone dives deeper into their kinks. I've gotten some really good feedback about it. I know it isn't everyone's thing and hopefully, you can just skim over it.

Thanks for reading, voting, commenting and sending me emails. I really love hearing from you!

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Chapter 17 - Jack & Aidan

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The day had finally come for Aidan to have his date with Jack. Aidan was nervous. He wasn’t sure he should talk about any of his feelings with Jack, but he knew he had to do something. At a minimum, he had to ask for his advice on running for office. It was a long shot, but he had his eye on the soon to be available congressional seat in Chicago. Of course, he was also becoming more and more horny for Jack. He wanted to fuck him and fuck him hard. Fucking Jack, or doing anything sexual with Jack, was the most pleasureable thing Aidan could do. In fact, he was borderline obsessed with fucking Jack - and doing other things to him. He decided they shouldn't waste time at a restaurant. 

With two hours before Jack was expected home, Aidan ran out to the store, and bought what he needed to cook one of Jack’s favorites - and something Aidan was particularly good at making - lasagna. It was also something that could sit for a while if Jack got hung up, which of course, he did. 

At the event, Jack’s phone buzzed. It was a text from Aidan.

change in plans jack zaddy!!!!
ur fave dinner in the oven
ur fave dessert in my pants
probs work out b4 u get here
later fucker

Aidan’s message put a big smile on Jack’s face. He loved the change in plans and was definitely horny for Aidan’s cock. “Damn. I love that boy. Lasagna. He knows what we’re going to do first. Hehe, yeah sure.” 

Jack shot back a quick response: Tell me you’re going to fuck me as soon as I get home without telling me you’re going to fuck me as soon as I get home.

Aidan just responded with a devil emoji.

***

Sure enough, there was a major accident on the highway up to Chicago. It set Jack back more than an hour. Aidan was so pent up with energy he needed to go for a run. His dinner was now going to be a midnight snack, but he was fine with that. He was just excited to see Jack and be alone with him. He threw on his t-shirt, jock and running shorts - the same ones he’d been wearing for a few days. Needless to say, they were ripe. 

It was a warm, humid night and Aidan was dripping with sweat when he got back. His clothes were drenched. He grabbed a bottle of water and a towel and went to sit on the balcony outside the bedroom. Aidan had no plans to get clean or wipe away the sweat. Before he got comfortable, he slowly peeled off his clothes, leaving just his sweaty running shoes on, and dropped them in a path leading to the door. He sat there in the humidity, staring out over the city, his legs stretched out and spread, leaning back on the chair, waiting for Jack. As usual, he daydreamed of being Jack’s boy.

Jack finally made it home around 10:30, a full 90 minutes late. He felt bad since he knew Aidan wanted to make the night special. He took off his jacket and tie and left them on the sofa, dropping his stuff on the floor. He walked into the bedroom and saw Aidan sitting there, his silhouette looking so sexy framed by the city lights. He looked down and saw Aidan’s sweaty running clothes on the floor. He knew what was up. Jack took off the rest of his clothes leaving himself in just his underwear and a t-shirt. 

Jack picked up the sweaty shorts and held them tightly, crinkling them in his hands and pressing their damp fabric close to his face. He inhaled deeply, drinking in the strong odor of Aidan’s sweat. Dropping the shorts, Jack plucked the t-shirt from the floor, which was saturated in sweat, slipped it into his mouth and sucked hungrily on the salty sweaty garment. Finally, he picked up the jockstrap. He held it to his nose first, inhaling the smell of Aidan’s groin, absorbing the boy’s musky stench. The smells of Aidan’s run filled Jack with an intense craving for the boy, waiting for him out on the balcony. This tasty appetizer had Jack’s little member poking out of his shorts, oozing precum. Aidan, who hadn’t even turned around to acknowledge Jack’s presence, was content to let him soak up every drop of his pungency from his clothes. Aidan’s real treat would be when Jack got to his shoes. 

Jack stood in the door, admiring Aidan’s body glistening in the city lights. “Hey stud monster. Have a good run?” He asked, still holding the jockstrap to his nose.

“Hey Jack Zaddy. I did. I fucking love a good sweaty run.” Still not even turning to look at Jack. These little mind games were typical of Aidan.

Jack walked out and leaned back on the rail, looking his sexy boy over once more. “So I see.” He was still holding the jock to his face.

“You could just stand there like a fucking dope and sniff that fucking jock, or you could get over here and do something useful, you know, like lick this fucking sweat off me.”

“Um, right here on the balcony?” Jack knew it was a stupid question.

“No, no. I thought we’d put on a show at the Foundation room, you fucking moron. Yes, you filthy slut, right fucking here.” Aidan gave Jack a naughty smile.

“Of course, Sir. I will clean you completely.”

“Good boy.” Even though Aidan was not technically a ‘Sir’, he was always the more dominant personality and used it to his advantage. Their ‘Sir’ and ‘boy’ exchange was more playful than anything, but they both enjoyed it. As far as calling Jack other names, Aidan knows very well how Jack likes to be degraded.

Jack knelt down on the ground in between Aidan’s legs, as he leaned back to accept his worship. The first thing Jack did was close his eyes and take in a deep whiff of Aidan’s raw odor. The strong smell of sweat made Jack drool. Aidan’s big hands were resting on his lap. His dark blue nail polish was chipped in some places and he was wearing a fake pearl bracelet on one hand and a small collection of those stretchy handmade bracelets with colorful beads and charms on the other. One of Jack’s greatest fetishes was a boy’s hands and Aidan’s were especially nice. He decided to start there, gently taking his hand and raising it to his face, brushing his sweaty palms against it. He then licked and sucked each finger. Aidan let out a soft moan as Jack savored the taste.

After enjoying his hand, Jack licked his way down one leg to begin worshiping his feet, another part of Aidan that he found particularly sexy. Jack slowly untied his sneakers and removed them, shoving his nose into them and licking inside them, one at a time. Aidan’s socks were soaking wet from his sweat, Jack peeled them off and rubbed them on his face, sucking on them for a bit. Aidan’s feet were especially sweaty and pungent. Jack licked around his heels, swirling his tongue around, sucking the sweat off. He slowly moved up his foot and cleaned it thoroughly and made his way to the ball of his foot and licked it clean. Then Jack worked on his toes, sucking each toe, one by one, making sure to lick in between them. Aidan was groaning with delight. As Jack pulled back to move to the other foot, Aidan looked down at him, “you’re a good faggot, aren’t you? You love submitting to your boy, don’t you?”

“MMM HMMM” was all Jack could muster with Aidan’s toes in his mouth.

Jack worked his way up Aidan’s other leg, feeling the hairs graze his tongue as he licked his way up. Aidan stood up so Jack could really worship him properly. Jack worked his way over each arm, giving special attention to his armpits. He devoured Aidan. He kept working away, eventually getting to Aidan’s chest, running his tongue up and down, across and all around his chest, sides and just above his crotch. Aidan let out a sleepy moan and trembled as Jack ran his talented tongue over him. He was relaxed and content, holding onto Jack’s head for balance, with a wide smile on his face. He was thoroughly enjoying what Jack was doing to him. Aidan’s cock swelled as Jack worked on his neck and then to more sensitive areas, like his nipples and center of his chest. He licked his neck and his ears, his face and even sucked the sweat from his hair. Jack was determined to cover every last bit of him and drink up every drop of salty goodness. Jack groomed his back and took great delight in hearing Aidan moan loudly as his tongue glided up and down his spine.  

Jack continued his slow worship of his hot boy, whose ass was especially ripe with sweat and a little more. With something else in mind for later, Aidan had purposely not wiped himself when he last shit, just before Jack got there. Aidan shivered as Jack moved in with his nose, starting in-between his cheeks, again inhaling the glorious smell. Jack spread his cheeks wide enough to expose his hole - a hole that was now getting fucked on a regular basis. It puckered as Jack’s hot breath made contact with it. He rolled out his tongue, gently running it up the middle of his crack. Aidan let out a loud moan, reacting to the sudden shock and pleasure of having a wet hot tongue run over another of his most sensitive areas.

Savoring every bit of the unexpected treat Aidan had left him, Jack licked down his split once or twice and then wrapped his lips around the rim, kissing it like a lover and lapping the inside of his anus as far as his tongue could go. The flavors of Aidan’s dirty ass were making Jack wild. Aidan propped up like a submissive ready for penetration with his ass in the air, his hands locked tight around the railing now, whining and moaning as Jack was making love to his asshole. Jack slowly stood up and reached around Aidan, kissing his neck.

“That was fucking awesome. You can totally fuck me right now, Jack.”

“I know, but I’d rather you fuck me.”

“No fucking shit. I wasn’t planning on letting you poke me in the ass with your tiny little fucking dick.” Aidan was frequently more and more mean to Jack during sex, which Jack loved. He turned around and looked at Jack, the meanness was replaced with butterflies, he was so in love with Jack.

Jack also felt the warm, tingly feelings rushing through his body. They stared into each other’s eyes and kept softly kissing. Aidan wanted Jack in every way possible. Jack wanted him too, more than he’d ever wanted anyone - except Harrison. The soft kissing became more intense and aggressive as Aidan took greater control.

Aidan pulled Jack’s shirt off and ran his hands up his smooth, hairless chest. Aidan loved the way Jack’s body looked and felt. It was natural, just what it should be for a man his age, nothing overworked or sculpted, just an average dude’s body. Jack swooned over Aidan, admiring his much better kept body. Aidan’s athleticism kept him in optimum shape and made him just the slightest bit sexier than Harrison. Aidan slowly kissed and bit down Jack’s neck and then moved his lips straight to his nipples. Jack let out loud gasps as Aidan aggressively bit and twisted them. Jack slipped off his shorts while his boy was servicing his chest.

As usual, Aidan was in full command of Jack. With a mischievous grin, he gently turned Jack around and pushed him over the rail as he kissed down Jack’s body and dove right into his ass. Aidan was eating Jack’s smooth, very well used asshole, breathing in the sweaty stench. Jack groaned as the wet surface of Aidan’s tongue made contact with his crack and the swollen rim of his abused hole.

With Aidan’s talented tongue working his hole, Jack let his ass lips part to ease out the beautiful rosebud his two boys had a hand in making. Aidan wrapped his hands around it, licking and sucking the bright red gift he’d been presented while Jack twitched and wriggled at the sensation.

“God damn Aidan! Fuck!!” Jack exclaimed with a breathless, throaty whisper.

“So fucking beautiful, Jack. So. Fucking. Beautiful.”

Aidan enjoyed Jack’s ass like this for several minutes, then stood up and wrapped himself around Jack, embracing him longingly. After such a thorough rimming, Jack had a nice wet hole, he wanted Aidan inside of him desperately, so he reached behind him and grabbed Aidan’s hard cock and put it up to his hungry hole. Aidan felt the tip of his dick easily slide into Jack’s ass as he pushed himself onto it. 

“Damn, you’re a greedy zaddy today!”

Aidan took control and started to breed his man. He started pounding harder and faster, deeper with each thrust.  

“This is what you fucking want, right? My big cock tearing your cunt up?”

“Yes! Fuck me Aidan! Harder! Fucking harder, Aidan!!”

Aidan slapped Jack in the back of his head, “demanding little slut, aren’t you?” He didn’t hold anything back, pounding Jack’s ass harder and faster. He dug his fingers into Jack’s hips, lost in the intensity of the moment, thrusting his massive cock into Jack, giving him the hard, aggressive fucking he was known for. His fucking was so passionate, so forceful, some might even consider it angry and violent. Jack didn’t. It was everything he wanted, painful, rough, invasive. After about five more minutes of intense fucking, Jack screamed out as his cock shot spurts of cum out, shooting it into the air over the city. 

"You ready for me to breed you fucking ass, slut?”

“Yes, Aidan. Please! I want every drop of your cum inside me!!!"

Aidan liked how vocal Jack could be sometimes. He arched back and let out a low growl as he started to unload his balls deep into Jack’s hot ass.

"Yes! Yes! Oh fuck Aidan! Fuck!!" 

Not a word came from Aidan, just a series of grunts, as he kept pounding Jack until his sloppy hole had milked every drop of seed from him. Aidan wrapped his arms around Jack and pulled him tight against his body as his dick softened and almost slid out of his worn out ass. He held Jack firmly, resting his head on Jack’s shoulder, desperately wishing they were able to be together, just the two of them.

“I love you, Jack, “Aidan whispered, “and I’m fucking hungry.”

“I love you too,” Jack laughed, “and I’m starving too. Let’s get cleaned up and have that awesome dinner you made.”

“I’m not putting any clothes on.”

“As if I didn’t already know that.”

***

“This lasagna is really fucking awesome!”

“Thanks. It probably would have been better if you were able to have it right when I made it,” Aidan said as he stood at the counter, wearing nothing but an apron, whipping cream for the dessert he made.

“Nope. Lasagna is one of those foods that improves over time. It’s perfect. I love it and thank you. I’m sorry I couldn’t get here on time. This is all really nice. I really appreciate it. It’s been a while since I’ve eaten home cooked food.” Still not one to wander around naked, Jack sat there in his gym shorts and a t-shirt.

“I would love to cook for you all the time. If you’d married me instead, I’d be cooking for you every day.” As the words came from his mouth, Aidan realized he jumped the gun on sharing his feelings with Jack. He completely messed up his intricately thought out plan. 

There was an awkward silence. Jack took a sip of his wine and thought carefully about his next words. Aidan was clearly embarrassed and upset and just stared down at the floor. Jack got up and stepped behind Aidan. He put his hands on his shoulders. “Aidan? Is everything ok? Do we need to talk about anything?” 

Aidan just stood there watching his whipped cream fall. He didn’t want to cry and wouldn’t turn around until he successfully fought the urge. Jack stood patiently. Still facing the counter, Aidan quietly responded, “yeah…yeah Jack…I-I really need to tell you some…ah fuck…I need to tell you some things.”

“Ok then. Let’s go sit in the living room. Come on.” Jack grabbed the wine, and a second bottle, and walked toward the living room. Aidan still just stood there. “Come on, stud monster. Whatever it is, it’s going to be ok.”

“It’s not going to be ok.” 

Aidan took off his apron and followed Jack into the living room. They sat on opposite ends of the long mid-century couch. Jack poured more wine for both of them and sat back. He was going to let Aidan say whatever was bothering him at his own pace. Aidan sat quietly, staring at the wine glass as he twirled it in between his fingers. Jack felt terrible. Aidan was never this quiet, never at a loss for words. He worried what this could be about if Aidan was so emotionally wrought.

“Jack…I…um, this is…ugh! Fuck me!” Aidan took a big swig of wine and held the glass out for Jack to pour more. “You know, back in DC a while ago…we did this already. It’s the same conversation. But…but…nothing’s changed. I don’t know. I think it got worse.”

“Ok, now I think I know what you want to talk about.” Jack let out a big sigh. “I wish I could make this easier for you.”

“Tonight. This night. Making dinner for you. Waiting on the balcony. I planned every little bit. This is what I want Jack. With you. Yeah, I don’t want to completely give up all the other stuff, but when we were sitting there, talking about random stuff, eating dinner. Just you and me. No Justin or Blaze. No Calista. No…”

“No Harrison.”

Aidan got up and began to pace. “Jack, I love Harrison so fucking much. I really really do. But…Fuck. I…whatever…this is moronic. I’m such a fucking moron. Forget it.”

“You are not a moron for having real feelings.” Despite the tension, Jack watched Aidan pacing and couldn’t help but admire his incredible physical beauty. 

“I don’t fucking like having real feelings! I miss when I just loved my mom like you’re supposed to love your mom and that was it. Now everything is so fucking complicated. People fucking love me! I fucking love other people! God damn it!”

Jack always knew what to say. He always knew how to fix everything and make it all better. Now, he was completely flummoxed. Short of cloning himself or making Harrison disappear - along with his feelings for him - there wasn’t an easy solution. Assuming there was one at all. He didn’t even know what to do. If there never was a Harrison, Aidan would be his, there was no question about it. He’d spent so much time just avoiding his own feelings for Aidan, for fear that it might get in the way of him and Harrison. Should he offer a hug? Should he just sit there? He hated this.

Aidan sat on the coffee table across from Jack and put his hands out. Jack placed his hands in Aidan’s and gave them a squeeze. Aidan struggled to look at Jack, who just sat and waited, not knowing how to handle this very delicate situation. Finally, Aidan squeezed Jack’s hands and held them tightly.

“I love you, Jack. I don’t know what to do with that. I know I told you I was in love with you once before. It’s so much more than that. Fuck. I can’t explain it. How the fuck could this be real? I know what you and Harrison have. That’s what we should have. THAT is what WE have.” Aidan smacked his forehead as he stood up again. “Oh fuck. I don’t mean that the way it sounds, Jack.”

“I know you don’t. I wish I had a way to fix this.”

“You can’t fix everything, Jack. This is not fixable. Somebody gets hurt and it’s gonna be me.”

“Aidan…all I can say is…this is kind of hard for me too. Having both of you around has been a dream, but I can feel the tension sometimes. I know you both want to be alone with me at times. I know you don’t always want to share me. I just ignore it. I tell myself it will be fine. The boys are resilient. We’ll just fuck again and it will all be better.”

“I know you shouldn’t ask questions you don’t want answers to…but…do you love me? Like really love me, like you love Harrison? Like you want to be with me forever?” Aidan stopped himself, realizing he was only making this worse for both of them. “Fuck that. Don’t answer that. That’s a fucking unfair thing to do to you.”

“It’s ok. I’ve been avoiding this for too long.” Jack stood up and wandered over to the window and stared out. He knew what he said could have huge consequences, especially for Aidan. The last thing he wanted to do was hurt him even more. 

“We don’t have to do this anymore. Let’s just get drunk and stoned and fuck. That’s a lot easier.”

Jack laughed. “Yeah, that is easier. That’s why we are where we are. I should have done something about this the first time it came up. Of course, I don’t think I would have done anything different then either.”

“You probably should have told me to bugger off. We should have just kept fucking like randos and not get involved.”

“We’re not randos. I don’t want you to go away. I want you here. With me. And Harrison. I know that might not be fair to you, or him.” It was Jack’s turn to look down and pace the floor. He walked up to Aidan and stood in front of him. Jack was unable to not be mesmerized by Aidan. He looked up and down his naked body, lightly brushing one hand down his arm while he casually tousled his hair. Aidan responded by putting his hands on Jack’s waist, poking his fingers on one hand into the waistband and sliding it back and forth. The way they both looked at each other was nothing short of real, true love - and intense desire. “Aidan. I do love you. I mean it. I do love you like I love Harrison. I’m not just saying that. I’ve been struggling with how this could be possible. It shouldn’t be possible, but it’s true. It’s unreal, indescribable. I’ve never had anyone love me so powerfully, so…so deeply, so real and honestly. And now I fucking have two of you!” Jack shed a few tears, “Despite everything I have and everything I’ve done, I’m really just a total fuck up who has been miserable all his life. Now, the universe is still fucking with me by sending two incredible boys to me at once.”

Aidan playfully snapped the waistband of Jack’s shorts. He chuckled softly, looking down at Jack’s feet and slowly gazing upward until he was eye to eye. He raised his hand to Jack’s chin and lightly grazed his face. “You’re so perfect Jack. I know that might sound weird, but you are.”

“I am the absolute furthest thing from perfect. I really am a fucking mess.”

“When I was a boy I dreamed of the sexiest man I could imagine. He was super fucking handsome, had salt and pepper hair, a decent body. He had a sweet smile and was much older than me, but didn’t look like a grandpa. He was intelligent and thoughtful. Generous and kind. He was fucking sexy. He instantly made me horny, and happy. He was a hot fucking sexy zaddy.” Aidan slid his hands down Jack’s shorts and stroked his cock. He leaned in as close as he could, his lips nearly touching Jack’s, teasing him. Jack quietly sighed, relishing in Aidan’s slow seductive touch, feeling his breath on his lips. 

Pulling his hands from Jack’s pants and breaking their trance, Aidan continued, “I never thought he could be real. Then I saw you. At Steamworks, walking right by me. It was you, you were the one I’d been dreaming about. There you were, my perfect man. The hot zaddy in my head was fucking real. Ready to get fucked. Oh, did I want to fuck you. I didn’t do you like I did the other guys. I treated you better. Fuck, I usually just dumped a load and moved on to the next one. I took my time with you. I still fucked the shit out of you. It was perfect. It is always perfect with you.” 

“I remember everything about that night. When you came onto the stage to perform, I was so immediately entranced by you, I momentarily forgot about Harrison, who was sitting in my fucking lap. Just for the record, I had the same reaction to seeing Harrison for the first time. You captivated me. You still do.”

“And here we fucking are. Me dreaming about a life with you and not being able to have it. I just get to have you on my mind constantly. Feeling your presence when you’re not there. Always wishing things would change and feeling like shit for it because Harrison doesn’t deserve to get hurt. It’s not his fault I’m incurably in love with you.” 

“I feel you all the time. I think about you all the time. I picture us together - just you and me. I see all three of us together. I see just me and Harrison. I thought I’d worked it all out. I was finally going to be happy. No drama. No nonsense. Fuck me, it is just as bad. The inside of Jack Holden’s head is just a fucking unrepairable disaster. I probably don’t deserve either of you.”

“Everything would have been easier if I really was a cannibal. You remember that joke you made the last time we had this conversation, right?”

“Oh, I do. I guess that might have been easier. You would have, quite literally, had me for dinner and moved on. You would have missed out on some really great sex though.”

“I remember saying in that suite in DC that this was the most fucked up idea any of us had. You’re right, the fucking universe really did put us together to torture us. Well, at least me and you. I don’t think this is even on Harry’s radar, is it?”

“It is. He hasn’t said it directly, but I think he’s struggling with this too. Definitely in a different way. I don’t know. I just feel like some of the things he’s said and done mean something more.”

“Well shit. He never seems bothered by anything. He’s always in a great mood and happy and shit. Harrison is fucking Tigger.”

“Isn’t that one of the reasons we love him?”

“Yeah, for sure. It is infectious.” Aidan quietly stared at Jack for a moment and then reached around and gave him a tight, long hug. While still locked in their embrace, Aidan sighed and said, “Jack. I can’t be without you. No fucking way. I need you in my life. That’s all there is to it.”

Jack broke their hug, put his hands on Aidan’s shoulders just below his neck and rested his head against Aidan’s. “Then we have to figure it out. We have to make it work. I know we can do it because we belong together. You, me, Harrison. For fuck’s sake, we can do this.”

“I wish I didn’t have to share you. I just want you to myself.”

“I wish I didn’t have to wait until the last half of my life to find the two most amazing boys I’ve ever met.”

Aidan plopped himself back on the couch. “Fuck, Jack. Why is life so fucking complicated? 

Jack just stood there, gazing at Aidan, admiring his perfect body, smiling.

“What? What?!”

“Nothing. I just can’t believe that someone could be so…fucking...sexy. Woof!”

“Did you just bark at me? That’s fucking weird, even for a freak like you. Please don’t do that again.”

Jack decided they’d had enough of this somewhat heavy conversation. He especially hated to see Aidan so gloomy. In an effort to break the tension and make both of them feel better, Jack extended his hand to Aidan to get him off the couch. “Let’s go.”

“Where are we going, Jack Zaddy?”

“We’re going to pop a couple of your edibles and go out on that balcony. You’re going to sit back on that big, comfy chaise lounge and I’m going to lean back onto you. You’re going to put your arms around me and we’re going to stare out into space. If we talk about anything, it is going to be about the kinky and perverted things you want to do to me over the next two days.”

“I have you for two days?”

“Harrison and Justin are out of town until Sunday. Technically, you have me for four days. I thought we’d do something less deviant the rest of the time. You know, go to a museum or something else normal people do.”

“So, aside from using you however I want, you’re gonna take me on a date? You know, like two people who are stupidly fucking in love with one another? Um, like normal people do?”

“I mean, yeah, whatever you want.”

“Fuck yeah. I get to forget all of this bullshit and spend the rest of the week being your boy and you get to be my…hmmmm, whatever the fuck I want you to be. That is fucking perfect.”

***

About an hour after Jack and Aidan got cozy on the big, puffy chaise lounge on the balcony, the edibles they took were in full effect. They had just been sitting there, mostly quiet, looking out into the night sky. Just as Jack wanted, Aidan had his arms around him and was holding him. He even convinced Jack to take off his clothes. The tension of the evening’s conversation earlier and the intensity of fucking they had earlier had faded away. 

“This is really fucking great. I never take the time for anything like this.”

“You should. Even as crazy as my life has been, I’ve always tried to make time to just do nothing. Stare at stars or trees or water. I’m pretty sure that’s why I haven’t gone completely crazy.”

“Can I ask you something?”

“You can ask me anything.”

“You always refer to your past as if it was so awful. How could it be? You’re fucking rich as fuck, you do amazing things, you’re like quietly powerful, you have everything. How could you be so miserable? I mean you’re so strong…” Jack laughed at being called strong. “Fuck off, you are, Jack. Look at you. But you somehow still ended up in the shit with douches like Joshua and Alex.” Aidan softly traced the scars on Jack’s chest. “You can probably never forget any of it. These scars will always remind you.”

“I’m in no state to go into all of that, but I’ve been a fucking mess since I was a kid. It’s like I never gave myself a chance to be normal. I just went from one disaster to the other. Just know that for as much as things have been fucked, things have been amazing. I’m lucky to have people like Dillon, Wagner, and Justin to save me from myself, though I have no idea why they keep doing it. I’m lucky to have found Harrison, Blaze, Calista and you. You kids all make everything worth it. Maybe someday I’ll tell you the stories, but just remember, not all of the horrors were forced on me. A lot of it was intentional. I even liked some of the things that happened to me. I know that sounds fucked up, but its true.”

It took Aidan some time to contemplate what Jack said. He tightened his hold on Jack and kissed his head. “We need to do more stuff like this. Just the two of us doing something other than fucking. Don’t get me wrong, I love how much we fuck, but I like this. A lot. I feel really good just sitting here with you. Just holding you.”

“We can do this anytime you want. It’s good for your soul.”

“Our soul.”

“What do you mean?”

“Our soul. I think you and I share a soul. I guess you, me and Harrison share one. That is the only way I can explain this. I might be too stoned to explain it. Buuuut…we each have our own souls, but somehow they’re connected. Does that make sense? The three of us are each our own being, but we’re connected in this like, supernatural, metaphysical way. It’s…oh, anyway, I’m fucking stoned.”

“I love hearing you talk like that. I’ve never been with this Aidan. It’s usually angry Aidan or asshole Aidan, sometimes snarky Aidan. There’s so much about you to understand and we have all the time in the world to figure it out.”

“I’m scared, Jack. I’m really scared, I know I have issues. I’m kind of fucked up too, but I think…I think it is going to come together. It has to. I don’t know how, or maybe I do and just can’t…ex…ex..prrress it or don’t want to admit it. I’m going to spend the rest of my life with you somehow. I promise.”

Jack didn’t know what to say. He was feeling such contentment. His heart was full of love for Aidan and Harrison. Aidan’s words were comforting, especially after what went down earlier. He felt deep inside of him that this is how things were meant to be and that this experience with Aidan was what would finally pull it all together, forever. Of course, contentment isn’t all Jack was feeling.

“Have I ever told you that pot makes me horny?”

“You mean like oxygen makes you horny? Come on Jack. Everything makes you and me fucking horny.”

“This is true. So then I guess I don’t have to tell you how horny I am for you to fuck me right now.”

“That’s one way to change the fucking subject.”

Aidan positioned himself on top of Jack, his cock poking between Jack’s legs. They began to make out ferociously. Both of them were overflowing with not only a wild lustfulness, but also so much love for one another. They went at each other like this for a while, kissing and groping, looking at each other and smiling, just completely enamored with each other.

Aidan’s huge cock was hard and dripping and as they made out, he slowly started grinding on Jack, ready to fuck him. Jack was calm and relaxed as he let Aidan kiss and grind him. They were still slightly stoned and it was enhancing their arousal.

Aidan pulled away from their embrace and leaned back. He lifted Jack’s legs up and got himself into position. All the time while they were locked in a gaze between each other. Aidan scooped up some of the precum rapidly oozing from his cock and wiped in on Jack’s hole. He rubbed some down his shaft as well. He spit on his hands and stroked his cock some more, making it wet and slick. Aidan wanted to feel this more intimately, so he put the head of his cock right at Jack’s hole and gently applied pressure on it. The thick head of his boy cock entered Jack’s hole, still filled with his cum from earlier, and both of them let out moans of delight. Aidan held himself there just enjoying the feeling of his cock inside of Jack. 

Without warning, Aidan couldn’t resist his usual urges. He let out a deep grunt and shoved his cock deep into Jack. He smiled and shook his head back and forth as he eased back out again. He plunged deep into Jack again. He pulled back slowly and held himself just before pulling out completely and teased Jack. Aidan thrust himself even harder this time. He lifted Jack slightly, pushing him down into the chaise with his ass and legs in the air.  He gripped Jack’s legs tightly, holding this position as he felt the heated energy rushing through him. It was powerful, Aidan was feeling such a strong wave of emotion. He wanted to just ravage Jack, and he did. He started jackhammering his monster cock into Jack’s hungry ass with full aggression. 

This was what Jack loved about how Aidan fucked him. It was hard and driving, it had force behind it, but was done with such skill. Jack kept feeling the sharp pain as Aidan harshly invaded his ass with his monster, his giant balls banging against his ass. Soon Jack felt an incredible warmth and comfort as he felt Aidan’s cock slow down inside of him. It seemed for a moment, Aidan didn't know what to do. He felt his cock deep inside of his man and really wanted to tear him apart, but also wanted to make slow passionate love to him. Aidan leaned down and kissed Jack deeply as he slowed his pace and worked his cock deep into Jack, slowly fucking him, making them both feel every inch of Aidan’s tool sliding up and down. He kept this up for a while, truly enjoying the intensity between them.

Aidan felt the rush lighten in him. He slowly pulled his cock back out about half way, looked down at Jack with that electric smile, shook his head and thrust his cock in again. He started slowly, but quickly picked up his pace as he started to power fuck Jack, who was loudly moaning in ecstasy. Aidan began to pound him harder and harder, really going at him, fucking Jack so powerfully, so forcefully. Sweat was pouring off of him and soaking his hair. Jack too was soaked in his own sweat. Aidan was thrusting fast and furiously, making a deeper connection with Jack, feeling like he was becoming one with him. It reminded Jack of how he felt when Harrison fucked him this way. 

Aidan eased up the pace a little and continued to fuck Jack. He was not about to stop. Aidan could fuck for a long time and this was going to be a marathon. He shot a load into Jack’s gut without ever slowing down. He just kept fucking Jack, alternating his pace from violent aggression to gentle pleasure. Aidan would lean down to kiss Jack and then he’d have Jack’s throat in his hands. It was a whirlwind of sex and love. 

After nearly 45 minutes of completely dominating Jack, Aidan could feel that he was finally going to cum again. He picked up his rapid pace again and pounded harder and faster as he felt his self control slip away. Jack was loving the way this was going. It was the mix of domination and true love. Aidan again arched back with the last thrust, let out a loud growl and blasted his thick seed inside of Jack for the third time that night. It was a warm powerful stream of cum that gave Jack a wonderful feeling as he felt his body absorb it. Jack shot his own load between them as Aidan collapsed on top of Jack. They were a sweaty, cummy mess and couldn’t be happier.

“Mother fucking hell. Don’t you dare tell Harrison I said this, but that was possibly the best, most intense, best fuck I’ve ever had. Fuck.”

“I might keep that to myself. I might not. You have been fucked by like a million and a half guys and that was the best? I can’t wait to tell him.”

“And now you’re back to being an asshole again. It’s just a million guys, not a million and a half. Do you think I’m some kind of slut?”

“I am an asshole that you happen to be madly in love with. And, you are a total fucking slut.”

“Very true on both accounts. I am a total slut who is madly in love with you. I’m still madly in love with Harrison too, and he is also a total slut.”

“I know. I guess you’re gonna have to learn how to keep up with two horny, wild, kinky boys who can’t get enough of you.”

“And you’re gonna have to learn how to be happy being one of those boys.”

“I didn’t think I could live without you before all of this. Now I know I fucking can’t. You’re stuck with me, Jack.”

“I’ve never been happier to be stuck with someone. I’m not as happy being stuck to you though. I hope you don’t mind if we take a nice, long shower and then go to bed.”

“Yeah, I’m not a raunchy pig like Harrison, well, at least not exactly like Harrison. Maybe. Ugh. I’m fucking stoned.”

“Um, is there something else you want to tell me?”

“Fuck yeah, a couple of things. I mean, I did something tonight that I think you really liked, but I just can’t right now. I’m pretty fucking wiped out mentally.”

“I did like it. A lot.”

“I knew you would, freak. Anyway, I kinda have one more favor to ask.”

“As long as it’s not giving you another tongue bath. You only get one of those a night.”

“Haha. That feels like so long ago. That was so fucking nice. But, no. I just…um…I just want you to hold me. I really want you to fucking hold me tight. Is that cool?”

“Always. You’ve held me plenty of times. I would love to hold you.”

***

While Jack and Aidan did get some well deserved sleep that night, the next day was a different story. Jack woke up first, still holding Aidan in his arms. He kissed Aidan on his neck a few times and gently grazed his hand along his body. Aidan pulled Jack’s arm around himself tighter, holding that position for a while, letting out a deep, contented sigh. Then, Aidan rolled over and looked up at Jack with his steely, silver-blue eyes.

"I need to piss like a fucking racehorse and I don’t feel like leaving this bed. You need to take care of it for me like the good little sub slut you are." 

Jack loved how Aidan could go from sweet to callous and back again over and over. Without saying a word Jack crawled down to Aidan’s crotch knelt and offered his mouth as a urinal. Aidan reached down and pushed Jack’s open mouth over his cock. Jack wrapped his lips around the base of the head and Aidan let loose his bitter, steamy morning piss. And it was a lot, gushing out very quickly. Jack had to swallow as fast as he could to keep up with it. If Jack wasn’t able to swallow Aidan’s piss fast enough, there would have been a real mess in their bed. No matter, Jack didn't miss a drop.

As Jack drank, he looked up at Aidan, his eyes filled with lust. This is exactly the kind of dominance Aidan likes to have over his partners, especially Jack and Harrison. After a minute or so, Aidan shut off his flow, his face wore an enormous smile. 

"You're a regular little toilet, aren't you?" 

"Mmm-hmm" Jack hummed as he furiously swallowed the last bit of pee in his mouth. 

“I really should have been pushing you to do this sooner. You really love being a fucking toilet, don’t you?”

“For you, I do. Can I have some more? Please?"

“You can have it all, Jack. And I mean all. You’re gonna be my fucking urinal every time I need to piss no matter where we are for the next few days. Got it?”

“Anything for you, Aidan. And I mean anything.”

Jack put his mouth back over Aidan’s cock and let him finish his morning piss. He then let Aidan push his head over the side of the bed so he could fuck Jack’s throat. As Aidan aggressively thrust his cock deep into Jack’s throat, he gagged and spit as the piss he just drank came back up. After what seemed like an eternity, Aidan finally blasted his cum into Jack’s throat and all over his face. The day was just getting started. 

All day long, Aidan used and abused Jack. He fucked and fisted him, shoved toys in his ass and made him drink his piss every time. He smacked Jack around, spanked his ass, choked him, and even punched him in his balls a few times. Aidan was rough and relentless, not dangerous like Justin, but simply treating Jack as he liked to be treated - like shit.

***

Eventually, they needed to take a break. They settled down and had leftover lasagna and toned things down a bit. Aidan used this as the perfect opportunity to propose his political idea to Jack.

“I was reading about how Rep. Waters is retiring this year. What do you think will happen to his seat?”

“Wow. Are you really talking politics with me? This is a subject we really haven’t covered at all.”

“I am more than just a great fuck, Jack. I’ve been studying Poli Sci for years now. I’ve always had an interest. I just never knew what to do with it. Then you came along. So, now I have questions. And ideas.”

“If you didn’t make me horny enough, this is pushing me over the edge.”

“Jack! I’m fucking serious. Come on.”

“Ok, sorry. I know you’re serious. That's why it excites me. I’m happy you’re interested. So, Rep. Waters is retiring and it is going to be a free for all to try and get his seat. It’s a prime district in the city and an easy win for a Democrat. Please tell me you’re a Democrat.”

“For fuck’s sake, Jack. Republicans are shitty people. I would never be so awful. Do you think a newcomer has a shot at winning the primary?”

“Well, mayb— Wait a minute…are you interested in running for fucking Congress?!?!?”

“I’ve been thinking about it. I’d be good at it, don’t you think?”

“Ok. I need a minute. This is the last thing I expected to be talking about with you this week. Our complicated love life? Yes. What kink you want to try on me next? Movies, music, the news of the day! But, this kind of interest? You don’t even know how happy I am to hear this.”

“There’s a lot to me, Jack. Just like there’s a lot to you. I don’t want to be a gogo boy for the rest of my life. I want to do something that matters. I think I can do this and make a difference, especially for people like me, for people like my mom works with, for anybody that is usually ignored.”

At this point, Jack was overwhelmed. Hearing Aidan express this ambition had Jack feeling like a proud father. Yet another of the kids in his life is looking forward and wanting to do great things. As he wiped away a few tears, he gave Aidan some advice, “the 7th CD isn’t a good fit for you right now. The field is already crowded with a bunch of people who are very well known and respected. The fundraising advantage they have is also hard to beat for someone like you. If you really want to do this, I have the perfect opportunity for you. It hasn’t been announced yet, but State Senator Kirschner in SD 10 is ready to give up his seat. It’s a move no one is expecting and there isn’t a likely successor. You’d have to move, but it is a perfect seat for you and you could easily get over the finish line, mainly just in a primary. You’d have to make a few changes in your life, you know. You’d probably have to give up dancing, stay away from Steamworks and ease up on your sexual exploits, but it is a real opportunity for you. We can build your career from there. What do you think?”

“Senator DeMarco does sound sexy, doesn’t it?”

“It most certainly does.”

“Where do I have to move? I don’t care about the other stuff. I mean, that just puts more pressure on you and Harrison to satisfy me. I want to do this right, Jack and I want to learn from you. Do you really believe enough in me to invest in me like that? To put your reputation on the line?”

“Abso-fucking-lutely. There is no doubt in my mind.”

“Holy shit. This is really gonna fucking happen isn’t it?”

“If you really want it to.”

Aidan leapt up from the table and jumped on Jack, almost knocking him out of his chair. He hugged him tightly and was nearly as giddy as Calista could get. “I so fucking want to, Jack. I so fucking want to.”

“Then in between fucking me and fisting me, we’re going to have to fit in some serious conversations about what is next. We also need to get Blaze involved. It’s gonna be a fuck ton of work. You up for that?”

“More than anything, Jack. Fuck! I love you, Jack Holden!”

“I love you too, Senator Aidan DeMarco.”

***

Aidan’s excitement over the prospects of being an elected official and working closely with Jack made him exceedingly horny. As if he could keep his hands off - or out - of Jack before, this just made it more intense. Needless to say, they didn’t get much sleep that night.

The next morning, Jack woke up to find Aidan poring through his phone reading everything he could find on the district Jack wanted him to run in. Jack figured he had a task at hand and slid under the covers and took Aidan’s already hard cock in his mouth. Aidan had been waiting for him.

“Oh, fuck yeah, Jack. I was getting ready to fucking explode.” Aidan began pissing down Jack’s throat for the fourth or fifth time in the last 24 hours. “God damn, Jack. You make such a good toilet. Fuck. I never want to piss anywhere else.”

“I’m here for you for whatever you need, Aidan. Even to drink every drop of your piss.”

There was yet another thing Aidan had been wanting to ask Jack about and the opportunity seemed to be presenting itself. “Jack?”

Jack finished swallowing the last few drops and came out from under the covers and laid his head on Aidan’s shoulder. “Aidan?”

“Have you and Harrison been doing anything new lately? Like something he might have been talking to you about in a text message that he carelessly left on the bed next to me that I might have read?”

“Does this have anything to do with you telling me you might not be as raunchy as Harrison the other night?”

“Mayyyyyybeeee…It definitely has to do with the surprise I left for you when you ate my fucking ass that night. You did notice, didn’t you?”

“Oh, I fucking noticed. You brat.”

“Why am I a brat?”

“I don’t know, maybe because you teased me with just a taste of something instead of giving me the full meal.”

“So, I’m right about you and Harry?”

“I think you are.”

“I can’t fucking stand you. I keep finding more ways to be fucking turned on by you.”

“Do you need me to expand my toilet duties?”

“Have you been a toilet before? Like is the stuff about Joshua and Alex true? Did they make you do that?”

“They made me do a lot of things, but yes, they made me be their fucking toilet. Joshua made me do even worse things.” Jack raised his hand up, “and no, we’re not going into that now. Anyway, I kind of liked scat before they took the fun out of it. Well, mainly Joshua did, but Alex and another asshole helped. Harrison is really into it and I actually enjoy it again. It isn’t something I want to do all day, every day, but I missed it and I like that I can do it again.”

“Every day is kind of extreme. I can see that being a problem. Sooooo…would you do it with me?”

“In a fucking heartbeat.”

“Fuck. I knew it! God damn. I thought of saying something ages ago. I should have.”

“We’re talking about it now.”

“I have to take a wicked fucking dump and I really want to feed you right fucking now, but it still feels a little weird. I do it with random guys I don’t give a fuck about. You’re different.”

“It’s not that much different than you double fisting me….or making me your urinal.”

“Yeah…I guess you’re right. It still seems weird, even though I think shit is just another part of normal sex. People get too worked up about it. Just like fucking gender.”

“It is unnecessarily complicated. If it isn’t your thing, just don’t do it, no need to be so judgy.”

“Exactly. I really want to do this now. Hmmm, what if we started slow?”

“What did you have in mind?”

“How about you suck my dick while I sit on the toilet. You can smell it, hear it, see it. Then you can lick my ass clean. Sort of, um, scat lite.”

“You’re the one in control. Just tell me what you want and I will do it. You know I’ll do anything for you.”

“God damn. That’s why I love you. You will fucking do anything. Be my boyfriend! Make me a Senator! Take my fist! Eat my shit!” Aidan laughed and then jumped out of bed. “Come on, Jack, you have work to do.”

Jack followed Aidan into the bathroom, eager to have a little scat play with him. He’d been fantasizing about doing this with Aidan for a long time. Finally, Jack was getting his wish. Finally, thanks to Harrison and Aidan, a kink that others ruined was enjoyable again.

“Now, I have to warn you, for when we really go for it, I take huge fucking dumps. I don’t know what it is, but I apparently do everything bigger and more than anyone else.” Aidan said proudly as he sat on the toilet and spread his legs.

“I’ll be sure to put that on your campaign literature,” Jack quipped.

“Ok, perve zaddy, get on your fucking knees and start sucking my cock. I’ve got more piss for you too.” Aidan shook his semi hard cock as he said that.

Jack positioned himself on the floor in front of Aidan. He did as he’d done so many times already over the last few days, he slid his mouth down over Aidan’s huge cock and went to work sucking it. Jack took long, deep strokes going up and down on the monster. He held the base of the shaft while he worked in at least nine inches in each swallow. Aidan grabbed Jack’s head and held it in place as he began to fill his throat with more warm piss. Jack happily gulped it down. Once Aidan was done, he pulled Jack’s head up by his hair and shoved it in between his legs. Jack was now staring at the water in the bowl.

“Breathe deep you fucking degenerate,” Aidan barked as he ripped a noxious cloud of gas that Jack had no choice but to breathe in. Seemingly proud of the putrid fumes he’d just produced, Aidan lifted Jack’s head up, again by his hair, “you fucking love that, don’t you? God damn, you’re really fucking disgusting.” Aidan took a deep breath, “fuck! That is rank!” Aidan pushed Jack’s head down again and let a second fart go. Jack took a deep breath and took in the foul odor.

Aidan leaned back and held Jack’s head in place, gingerly ruffling his hair and scratching his head, letting out a little more gas. “Uhhhhh…mmmmmm…yeahhhhh…here it comes…” Aidan muttered as he began to shit. Jack sucked in the stink coming from the toilet as he watched a log of shit slide out of Aidan’s ass. The first huge chunk dropped into the water and splashed onto Jack’s face. Another log began to slide out, “fuuuuuuccck…mmmmmmm…” Aidan continued to moan as he dropped another log into the water, again splashing Jack in the face. As Aidan predicted, it was a massive dump. It seemed to go on forever. Aidan was clearly enjoying the feeling. The final deposit was a soft, mushy clump of shit that just piled onto the rest. It was close enough for Jack to feel its warmth. He stuck his tongue out and licked it, desperately wanting to dive in and eat it. 

“Man, that was fucking awesome.” Aidan pushed Jack back as he stood up from the toilet. “Fucking massive. God damn, Jack. You look like a starving puppy. You really want to eat that, don’t you? Fuck, you are a depraved fucking weirdo.” Aidan turned and leaned over the toilet, pushing his ass in Jack’s face. “Clean me up first and maybe I’ll be nice enough to let you fucking feast on my glorious fucking shit.”

Jack grabbed Aidan’s buttcheeks and brought his nose in real close, taking a deep breath of his shit stained hole. "Damn you smell good," Jack whispered before his lips started kissing Aidan’s hole. Aidan wanted Jack to really eat him out, so he pushed his butt back right as his lips connected again. Jack took the cue and shoved his tongue way up inside. He swirled it around, scooping up the remnants of the humongous dump Aidan just produced. He licked it around a little more and then pulled back out till just the tip of his tongue was flickering on Aidan’s tasty asshole. Then, Jack just shoved it back in again and started to really fuck Aidan with his tongue.

Jack had Aidan's ass spread with both hands, really getting up there, wedging his face between Aidan’s cheeks, getting shit on it. Aidan’s ass was spread as wide as Jack could get it, though he managed to pry him open even further. Aidan’s ripe asshole parted just a little bit and then tightened back up. Just then, a small turd pushed through Aidan’s hole and Jack quickly snapped it up into his mouth, savoring it. 

“Yeah, you fucking freak. So fucking hot. You got some shit to munch on.”

Jack’s one hand dropped as he started whacking his cock. Aidan jacked his cock like a champ knowing Jack was chewing on his shit. "Ahh fuck man, come on, give me that fucking tongue…I want it so bad..." Aidan panted just as he felt Jack’s hot tongue poke deep inside his smooth, filthy hole. Jack licked shit from inside Aidan’s hole and all around it, thoroughly cleaning it. Aidan started to thrust back to meet each poke of Jack’s sweet tongue, "oh fuck yeah, man…fuck…eat my fucking hole… get your tongue fucking deep…” Jack is so deep into Aidan’s ass, his balls smacked back on his chin as he wildly jerked his pole. 

Relaxed and loose, Aidan’s ass opened up and Jack shoved his tongue deep inside. Jack pulled out and went down and licked up from Aidan’s huge, low hanging balls then back to his hole, licking all around the outside, cleaning the last bits of sludge from Aidan’s ass. Jack couldn’t get enough, the taste and smell of Aidan’s shit had him wild with desire. He put his mouth over Aidan’s hole and sucked it, shoving his tongue back in. He managed to get another stray turd in his mouth. “Oh fuck! He tastes so fucking awesome!” Jack says to himself. 

Aidan grabbed the back of the toilet for leverage and then started thrusting his butt back in Jack’s face, riding his tongue as he jacked his big dick like a man possessed. It felt like Jack was getting deeper with each thrust. Suddenly, Aidan tightened up and forced Jack’s tongue out with a loud fart. Jack dove right back in knowing Aidan was ready to bust. “Aaaarrrrggghhhhh!!!” Aidan screamed before he was blasting cum all over the place. That brought Jack right to the breaking point. He let go and had the most intense orgasm, pumping ropes of hot man cum all over the floor. 

Aidan could barely stand. His climax was all consuming, causing him to feel dizzy. He was so lightheaded that he lost his balance and slipped down, almost smashing his head into the toilet. As he did, his hand hit the flusher and he ended up sending his massive dump down the drain. 

“Aw, fuck! I’m sorry dude! I was gonna let you have some of that as a fucking reward for that amazing ass eating! Fuck.”

“It’s ok, stud monster. I have a feeling there will be plenty more where that came from.”