The Kinksters are Alright

Chapter 9 - Charlie

It was about seven or eight months ago that Charlie showed up at the firm in DC as an intern. He almost wasn’t chosen, based on his appearance, but a professor at school highly recommended him and HR gave him a shot. It was the luckiest break Charlie would ever get.

Charlie is a 20 year old, very adorable and very sweet boy. He has a relatively thick septum ring in his nose and several tattoos, including a small star on his neck and a small butterfly on his right wrist. Both of those are visible even when Charlie was wearing a shirt and tie. His long, dark hair was thick and straight. A wave of it rested over his left eye. He had a cute lightly freckled face and a very slight, thin frame. He is only about 5’6” tall. 

When he showed up for his interview, dressed in a baggy white dress shirt, skinny black tie and baggy black dress pants with scuffed black shoes, the hiring manager nearly sent him away without even giving him a chance. His entire appearance set her off. Once his interview started, he did very well, but readily admitted he had done porn. He only did it for a summer and quit, but he said he felt he needed to be upfront about that. It had cost him a couple of other internships. While this didn’t sit well with her, she also appreciated his honesty. She was still going to reject him.

Fortunately, she spotted the referral from his professor, who had never sent her anyone that wasn’t fantastic. He gave Charlie his highest recommendation. She decided to take a shot and he was hired on the spot. He jumped up and went to hug her, but caught himself. He knew that wasn’t professional behavior.

Charlie was an incredible intern. He was highly organized, super smart, picked up everything immediately and was the nicest kid anyone there had ever met. He was happy to help anyone because Charlie was eager to please. It came naturally to him. He always took on extra work and put in hours well beyond what he needed to. In just two months, he had completely reorganized the file room and made it far more efficient. The kid was worth ten times his weight in gold.

One afternoon Blaze came down to meet the new interns. He took notice of Charlie right away. Charlie noticed Blaze as well. Over his first two months there, Charlie crossed paths with Blaze a few times, but they rarely interacted. An intern really didn’t have much business interacting with the boss. He wanted to work for him in any way he could. He heard all the stories and was completely enamored with Blaze. Charlie would find a way to get to Blaze, he was set on it.

Blaze wasn’t able to keep an assistant. Mainly because he struggled with even having one in the first place. Ultimately, he became so busy that he needed one. The few that he tried were fine, they did an ok job, but they never clicked. Something about them would turn him off and he’d find something else for them in the firm. HR called Blaze ‘Goldilocks’ because no one was ever right for him. 

One afternoon, Blaze was becoming frustrated that no one could find what he needed for some legislation he was working on. It was late on a Friday and most people were leaving. Blaze called down to the director of Records Management and asked him to deal with it. When Blaze hung up, the director was clearly annoyed. He wanted to help his boss, but was also hoping to leave early to see his daughter at a recital. This would delay him indefinitely. Charlie volunteered to handle it. He assured his boss that he could take care of it and not let him down. The director was hesitant at first, but knew Charlie was exceptional at his job. He left the request with Charlie. 

Charlie knew this was his chance. He notified Blaze and confirmed his request. He asked some follow up questions and then went to work. Within about 30 minutes, Charlie had everything Blaze wanted and even found some other things that he thought would be helpful. He packed it all on a cart and brought it up to Blaze. The security guard wouldn’t let Charlie through, so Blaze had to come down and meet him. 

Charlie laid out the files on the conference table in Blaze’s office. He explained each one, referencing Blaze’s original request to assure him it was all the right material. He knew everything that was there and was able to intelligently talk about it. He presented the extra files he brought and explained how he thought they might be useful. He even gave Blaze a list of online resources. He offered to go find other information as well. 

Blaze was blown away. He was so impressed he felt like crying. Finally someone had done what he needed. “Well, fuck me. This is fucking awesome. Do you mind if I give you a hug?”

“No, Sir, not at all.” Blaze pulled Charlie in for a big hug. Blaze was nearly the same height as Charlie, but was far more solid. Charlie swooned as his crush hugged him.

“Ok, I hate to ask you this, but do you have time to stick around? I could use some help getting this damn thing finished.”

“Sure, Mr. Archambault, whatever you need. I was just going to get stoned with my roommates and play video games. This is a better use of my time. I would really like to work with you.”

“First off, don’t call me that. Or Sir. Just call me Blaze. Secondly, I have to get this out, you’re fucking adorable! Don’t take that as anything, I don’t need a fucking lawsuit. I just had to say that.”

“Thanks, Blaze!” a blushing Charlie said with a chipper tone, “you’re really fucking handsome yourself.” Charlie stopped and thought he might have gone too far. “Sorry, that was unprofessional. I’m sorry.”

After watching Charlie squirm for a few minutes, Blaze put him at ease. “You’re fine, kiddo. You’re actually very fine.”

They got to work. Blaze tried hard not to be too flirty. Not only was the kid adorable, he was sharp and obedient, he was on top of every detail. When they were done, Blaze sent him off, but not before he made Charlie’s day, probably his year. 

“When you come in on Monday, I want you to report to me up here.”

“Sure thing, Blaze. Can I ask what for? I just want to be prepared for whatever you need.”

“Fuck. Where did you come from? Anyway…I need an assistant and I think you would be perfect. What you did today is fucking incredible. I need someone like you to keep me together. Are you cool with that?”

Charlie was about to explode. He never dreamed he would get here this fast. He did his best to contain himself, but couldn’t. He jumped up and grabbed Blaze, giving him a huge hug. As he backed away with happy tears in his eyes, he let out a joyful scream. After he calmed himself down, he apologized for his behavior. “I’m sorry, Blaze. I couldn’t contain myself. You don’t know how much this means to me. I’ve been through some things and have tried to work hard to rise above it and finally it paid off. I will not let you down, ever. I promise to be the best assistant you’ll ever have.”

Blaze knew he made the right decision. He loved making this kid so happy. He finally had an idea how Jack felt. He had no idea what Charlie’s story was, but he knew he was making a real difference in his life. Blaze had other thoughts running through his mind, but decided against them. “I should try to keep this professional. Well, at least for a while. Fuck, he’s hot. I could rail him so hard right now. Fuck.”

“I’m sure you will be awesome. I’ll make sure all the right people know so you don’t have any trouble. Get here around 9:30. That gives me time to sort things out. Now, get the fuck out of here and go have fun with your roommates. Getting stoned and playing video games is definitely a fun night.”

***

Garrett still hadn’t told Blaze what he’d been doing with Charlie. He felt terrible about it and knew he was being a hypocrite, but he was so worried about upsetting Blaze that he was afraid to bring it up. Blaze would end up figuring it out anyway, mainly due to a minor slip up.

“Look at what the fuck I just stepped on,” Blaze said as he climbed into bed. He had a ring in his hand and was showing it to Garrett. The distinctive ring was silver and black and was made to look like a crown of thorns. It was nothing either of them would wear. Blaze knew exactly who it belonged to.

“Yeah, um, I had a boy here. He must have dropped it.” Garrett was actually pretty good at lying, but he couldn’t lie to Blaze. “Uh, while you were in Missouri. I picked him up on Scruff. So, um, it must be his.”

“You are sort of telling me the truth. I know you had a boy here. You know I don’t give a fuck about that.” Blaze looked at Garrett disparagingly, “annnnd, I think we both know who this boy was. I mean this ring is kind of a fucking giveaway.”

“Blaze, look…”

“Why would you keep this from me?” 

“I thought you wouldn’t like that I took him home…more than once.”

“Wow. So you’ve been fucking him for a while? How long have you been fucking my assistant and hiding it from me? Weren’t you pretty fucking pissed when I fucked a hooker? I came home and fucking told you that fucking day! I seem to remember someone being pretty fucking devastated. For fuck’s sake Garrett.”

“Fuck. I’m sorry, Blaze. I didn’t mean to hide it from you. It’s just been a few times. While you were in Miami and then when you were in Missouri. I was going to tell you the first night. Look! I even took a fucking selfie with him on 17th Street. I was gonna send it to you. I got caught up in things. I’m really sorry.”

“I know you are. Are you the reason poor Charlie hasn’t said a word about it to me?”

“Yeah. I told him not to say anything. That I’d deal with it.”

“Unlike you, I’m not going to get all fucking Fatal Attraction dramatic. You’re allowed to fuck up.” 

“Yes, I am really sorry Blaze. We said we were always going to be honest. Totally fucking honest. I broke that rule. I understand if you’re mad, I’ll sleep on the couch if you want.”

“Oh, fuck no. It is your turn to get fucking punished.”

“Shit. I deserve it. Do whatever you need to.”

“Nah, fuck it. Charlie is a fucking score and you’re gonna tell me all the details. But first, I’m gonna fuck the shit out of you until I’m fucking spent. I’m not going to be fucking nice about it either. It will be like a taste of how I fuck Jack.”

Garrett felt the weight of Blaze's stare settle on him like a heavy blanket. He knew he should have told him, but instead got caught in the moment of his enjoyment of Charlie. Now he’d pay for his mistake, though he was sort of looking forward to Blaze dominating him. They hadn’t done that for a while. 

Garrett couldn't help the way he reacted to Blaze's anger. He could feel the stirrings of desire deep within him, this really wasn’t going to be any kind of punishment. Blaze was so intense, so powerful, Garrett was aroused by the fact that this beast was his and it was usually he who dominated him. 

A mind fuck was a part of Blaze's plan. His expression softened, as he leaned down to him on the bed. "Why didn't you tell me?" he asked, his voice low and gentle.

Garrett swallowed hard, suddenly feeling guilty. "I didn't want to hurt you," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper.

Blaze took his hand and caressed Garrett’s face, his touch gentle and reassuring. "You could never hurt me," he said firmly. "I love you, Garrett. Nothing you could do would ever change that."

Garrett felt a weight lift off his shoulders, maybe he wouldn’t be so rough after all. “I love you too, Blaze. So fucking much.”

Continuing to tease Garrett, Blaze's hands explored his body and caressing him with a kind of tenderness that Garrett hadn't expected. He leaned in close, his breath hot on Garrett's skin as he whispered more words of love in his ear. Garrett let his guard down and began to relax himself thinking Blaze had changed his mind. 

Abruptly, Blaze’s tone shifted. With a sudden movement, he flipped Garrett onto his stomach and straddled him, pushing his weight onto him. Blaze grabbed Garrett's hips, pulling them up so he could thrust his thick cock into him. Garrett gasped in surprise at the suddenness of it all. The mood had changed so drastically. Of course, he couldn't deny the pleasure that also coursed through him as Blaze pounded into him with no mercy. Garrett closed his eyes and submitted, letting Blaze take control of him.

At first, Blaze moved slowly but deeply inside of him, each thrust giving him pleasure and pain. Then, he moved faster and faster, growling as Garrett clung to the sheets beneath him as Blaze worked his way inside of him faster and faster. 

Blaze roughly pushed himself up and down, like he was doing pushups, forcefully fucking Garrett. His movements became increasingly more violent. Garrett cried out as he felt like Blaze was raping him, his body trembling with pain. For a moment, he even had a flashback to being raped in prison. It made him shake in fear. 

“God Damn! What the fuck?!?! STOP IT!! Don’t do this to me!!” Garrett cried out, lost in the memory.

Blaze just shouted back at him, “SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!”

Garrett shook the memory away and turned his head to look back at Blaze to reassure himself it was all ok. Blaze was oblivious - and seemingly out of control as Garrett felt his hands bruising his skin, his teeth sinking into his shoulder. Tears ran down Garrett’s face as he felt Blaze taking complete control of him.

Garrett could do nothing but submit to Blaze's rage, letting him have his way with him. As they moved together, Garrett could feel Blaze's rage melting away and replaced by something much less vengeful. 

Then, all at once it was over, their bodies shuddering and shaking as they both exploded at the same time. Massive loads of cum spilled from Garrett’s cock onto the bed as Blaze’s cum gushed deep into Garrett’s gut. At this point, pure exhaustion caused them to fall onto the bed together, tangled up in each other, panting heavily. 

As Garrett rolled over and rested his head against his boy’s chest, he pulled himself as close to Blaze as he could, letting him know that he would never let him go. In that moment nothing else mattered. All that mattered was the two of them being together, connected by an undeniable bond that could never be broken. Slowly, Blaze's breathing settled into a contented rhythm, and they fell fast asleep.

***

Having confronted Garrett, now it was time to let Charlie off the hook. He knew Charlie was just doing what he was told, but knowing the kid well, he figured it was burning inside of him. If nothing else, Blaze was impressed with how well he hid it. 

The day before, Blaze told Charlie they were going on a retreat. He didn’t tell him much more than that, but he told him to dress nicely so they could go to dinner after work and to just bring some casual clothes for the rest of the weekend. Charlie was excited about what he was being invited to, but also nervous. Blaze never mentioned anything like this before and it all seemed to come up all of a sudden. Being generally optimistic, he didn’t worry too much.

The time finally came for them to leave. “You ready to go kiddo?” Blaze had taken to calling Charlie kiddo, even though they were only three years apart in age. Charlie liked this little nickname.

“Sure thing Spidey!” Charlie had a few nicknames for Blaze. Once he learned of his boss’ love of all things Spiderman, Spidey sort of stuck. Charlie felt a tight knot of anticipation in the pit of his stomach as he followed Blaze out of the building. 

When they reached the fancy black SUV, Blaze turned and gave Charlie a long, appraising look. Charlie, feeling suddenly self-conscious, tucked a lock of his dark hair behind his ear before averting his gaze. Blaze smiled, a slight twinkle in his eyes that sent a shiver of pleasure down Charlie's spine. 

“You look adorable,” said Blaze, his low voice reverberating in the still air.

“Um, thank you,” Charlie replied, an embarrassed flush creeping up his neck. “This is a-a-work trip, right?”

“It is until it isn’t.” Blaze winked, looking at Charlie for a long moment. Charlie felt his stomach flutter with anticipation as Blaze motioned for him to get in. Without another word, Blaze hopped in on the other side. This was one of the high-end limo style SUVs with big comfy seats and a bar, and a thick window between them and the driver. 

Once in the car, Charlie quickly settled in, clutching his hands in his lap as Blaze slid in next to him. Charlie stole a quick glance at Blaze, admiring how sexy he was. Once the car drove off, Blaze reached for a bottle of bourbon and poured them both a drink. 

“Where are we going?” Charlie asked.

Blaze grinned, “somewhere special,” he said.

“Are the others already there?”

Blaze turned to Charlie. “So, I guess I can let you in on what is going on now.”

“Is everything ok? Are you dumping me off somewhere? I’m really confused.” Charlie said with a worried voice. 

“Relax, kiddo. We are going on a little retreat together. Just you and me. We’ve been working together for so long and we really haven’t had a chance to connect other than for work stuff. I know very little about you and other than stories you hear, I don’t think you know much about me either. I want to get to know you better. Cool?”

Charlie couldn’t help but smile at his boss’s interest in him. He felt anticipation and excitement bubbling up like champagne. He replied enthusiastically, “Fuck yeah! Very cool!”

“First, I’ll take you out for dinner. We can talk about anything you want… your dreams, your ambitions, whatever comes up. I’ll share stuff about me. We’ll dig into the stuff that makes us who we are.” 

“I like that.” Charlie responded.

They rode in silence, Charlie felt himself relax as he watched the scenery go by. He had always felt something for Blaze, something he hardly liked admitting, even to himself. For a moment, he wondered if maybe, just maybe, Blaze felt something too. 

They arrived at a small downtown area in Maryland and parked in a municipal lot at one end of the main street. “Come on, the food here is great!” Charlie followed Blaze down the street, checking out the cute shops, cafes and bars that lined both sides. Eventually, they stopped in front of a cozy looking Italian bistro with a checkered tablecloth draped over each table and the sounds of Dean Martin coming from inside. The hostess led them to a secluded booth tucked away in one corner of the room. 

Blaze didn’t want Charlie to feel like he needed to spill his life’s story unless he was comfortable doing so. So, Blaze began talking almost immediately, sharing his own story. He told Charlie about his awful parents and how he ended up as a homeless kid hustling on the streets of DC. He talked about how hard it had been and how he stayed strong to rise above it all. Charlie listened with rapt attention, marveling at Blaze's survival instincts and strength of spirit after having been through so much. 

Blaze hated how people looked down on him and how they judged him without knowing who he really was. But then everything changed when Jack Holden showed up. Jack saw beyond what everyone else saw—he saw potential, not past mistakes. Jack opened up a world of possibilities for Blaze, giving him the confidence that allowed him to finally take a chance on life - and on himself.

Charlie’s own story was difficult. Blaze had no idea Charlie had it so tough growing up. Charlie had no idea who his real parents were. He had an awful time in foster care and was bullied and abused for being gay. He cried a little when he mentioned giving up, thinking the only way out was to die. Charlie had fun talking about his time as a gay porn star - a very popular one, actually. It was something he loved doing, even though he knew it wasn’t a long lasting career. 

Dinner came to an end and they walked through downtown back to the car. They still had another hour to go to get to the hotel. When they got in the car, Charlie grabbed Blaze’s arm and cuddled up against him. “Is this ok, Fireman?”

“It’s fine, kiddo, but we have something important to talk about.”

A chill overtook Charlie. Blaze sounded ominous, something was up. Blaze put his arm on Charlie’s shoulder and showed him the ring. Charlie’s heart raced and his mouth suddenly went dry as he struggled to find the right words to say. “Uh, I, uh…he, um…oh shit. I’m sorry. I’ve been letting him do things to me!” Charlie burst into tears, dropping his head into his arms and leaning forward.

“Hey, hey. It’s ok, kiddo. I’m not mad at you.”

“You’re not? Why not? I shouldn’t have lied to you. That’s not cool. But Garrett wanted to be the one to tell you.”

“Well, he didn’t tell me, I found this on the floor in our room. I knew it was yours.”

Charlie took a deep breath before sharing what he’d done, “I have been going to see him when you were out of town. I’ve been letting him…um…do things to me. Painful things, wild things. It is so intense, I love it. I’m sorry I didn’t tell you.”

“It’s ok. Garrett can be very persuasive. If he told you not to say anything, you are a good boy for obeying him. That’s kinda how this all works.”

“I am jealous of what you have with Garrett. I want to be a sub, a real sub, a real slave. I actually…want something more than just a physical connection with Garrett…and…and you, Blaze. I want something special with both of you. That makes things weird, I know.”

“Gee, I had no idea you felt like this.”

“I want to be your sex slave - a slave to you and Garrett. I want to give you whatever pleasure you need and serve you in any way that pleases you. I don't want anything else from this, no expectations - just the chance to please you and make you happy. I will do anything…and I mean that, anything.”

Blaze was taken aback by Charlie's so clearly articulating his desires, he had never expected it from him. He looked at Charlie with respect, “you have courage. Not many people can confidently say that with the same sincerity - especially to their boss! I can tell, you really fucking mean this.”

“Oh god, do I Blaze. I have been dreaming of this my whole life. This. Exact. Thing.”  

“If you're serious about wanting to be a sex slave, we have a lot to talk about.”

He explained that he and Garrett had considered looking for someone like Charlie, someone who shared their kinky desires who could also help Garrett not feel so lonely when Blaze was working and traveling. 

Charlie couldn't believe what he was hearing, nor could he deny the thrill that coursed through him when Blaze talked about it. He felt an intense connection with Blaze at that moment.

Despite his excitement, Blaze was apprehensive. It wasn’t going to be easy and Charlie could easily get hurt. Of course, so could Garrett or Blaze. Even though he had reservations, he felt the genuine bond that had been deepening between them and was willing to at least explore the idea, that they should all get together and talk more. 

Blaze and Charlie pulled into a warm embrace—a hug that lingered a bit before finally breaking away.

"What is next on this retreat?" Charlie asked. 

“You’ll see soon enough.” Charlie’s heart began beating faster as he wondered what Blaze had in store. 

***

They pulled up to a small, secluded hotel nestled deep inside a secluded estate. It was a grand white-clapboard house, adorned with turrets and bay windows that was now an exclusive boutique hotel where people came for clandestine getaways. As they entered the hotel, Charlie’s eyes widened. The lobby was ornately decorated, with thick carpets and velvet walls. The furniture was plush and inviting, and the place smelled of orange, grapefruit, and bergamot. He had never seen anything like it before. 

As they entered the luxurious suite, Charlie gasped. The room was spectacular, with tall windows looking out onto the night sky, and a large bed in the center of the room. The walls were painted a deep blue, and the furniture was all dark wood. 

“We will be here for the weekend and head to work together on Monday,” Blaze said softly, his gaze never leaving Charlie’s. “Just the two of us.” Blaze smiled, his eyes twinkling, and Charlie felt his heart swell with emotion. 

“But why? Why me? Why this?”

“Because the tension has been there since day one. Because you are fucking amazing and it is what you deserve. Annnnnd…because I didn’t want to cheapen things with a quick fuck in the stairwell or on my desk.”

“I would love for you to fuck me over your desk. Please? Please do that sometime?”

Blaze stepped closer to Charlie, and he felt his heart skip a beat. The air between them seemed to crackle, and he could feel the desire emanating from Blaze’s body. “After this weekend, I will be fucking you all over the place. Be careful what you wish for.”

“I know exactly what I have been wishing for.” Charlie leaned in as tight as he could. They stared at each other.

“Let’s start with a drink,” Blaze said finally, breaking the silence. He opened a cabinet and pulled out two glasses and a bottle of Blanton’s. He expertly poured out two drinks and handed one to Charlie before clinking his own glass against it in a toast. “To you and me.”

The two of them settled onto the couch, both sipping their drinks as they watched the stars twinkle in the night sky. As they talked and laughed, Charlie felt more relaxed than ever before, safe in the knowledge that he was with someone who not only respected him, not only someone who was there for him no matter what, but someone who was also into him. 

The conversation flowed freely, and Charlie felt himself growing more comfortable with Blaze with every passing minute. Soon, Blaze leaned in to kiss Charlie. It was a perfect combination of passion and tenderness that left Charlie breathless and wanting more. Charlie wrapped his arms around Blaze and eagerly returned the kiss, feeling like he had finally found his place in the world – a place where he could finally explore all the possibilities that lay ahead.

As the kiss deepened, Charlie felt his pants growing tighter, and he could feel Blaze’s hands roaming hungrily over his body. He wanted more – he wanted to feel all of Blaze, every inch of him. He knew it was coming, he just didn’t want to wait anymore. With a sudden burst of courage, he pulled away and began to unbutton his shirt, revealing the smooth skin and tattoos beneath. He tossed his shirt aside.

A moment later, Blaze’s shirt was off too as their eyes locked in a heated stare that promised more than just a night of pleasure, something that would last much longer than this weekend retreat. The kissing deepened, and Charlie felt his body responding with an intensity that he had never experienced before. Blaze sensed this and gently pulled away, taking Charlie’s hand in his own. “Let’s go to bed,” he said softly. 

Charlie felt a thrill run through him and the two of them made their way to the bed, where they finished undressing each other slowly until they were both naked, skin on skin. Charlie laid back on the bed as Blaze began to explore his body with gentle kisses and licks – exploring every inch of him as if trying to commit it all to memory. 

The passion between them was palpable, and Charlie felt like he could stay in this moment forever. Blaze’s kisses were so intense, they left Charlie trembling, and he could feel the heat between them rising with every passing second. He wanted more – he ached for more – but Blaze wasn’t pushing things far enough, he was gentle and unassuming. Charlie was tired of waiting for Blaze to ravage him, he decided to take the lead. 

Until now, Charlie was exclusively submissive, that's where he felt he belonged. Oddly, at this moment, he felt more in control than ever before – like he was expected to lead the way. He was going to make Blaze submit to him in a way that was entirely new for him. The knowledge that he could even dare express this dominance, made him feel powerful. With each passing second, he could feel himself growing even more confident. He knew Blaze was a sub, but he thought for sure, Blaze would have been showing his strong dominant side by now.

This was a special moment – and Charlie embraced it fully. He pulled Blaze closer and guided him down until he was in his crotch. He looked into Blaze's eyes with a burning gaze and whispered softly but firmly, "I want you to suck my cock, Spidey." The demand surprised both of them. Charlie had no idea where those words, or that confidence came from. Blaze hesitated for a moment, eyes widening in surprise, then he slowly complied. His mouth opened wide as he took Charlie's length in full, sliding the boy cock deep into his throat. The pleasure was indescribable as Charlie felt the warmth of Blaze's tongue swirling around his shaft. 

Charlie suddenly felt strong and confident, very new feelings for him sexually. Blaze’s body tingled as the boy held his head in place. Blaze sucked the boy’s cock with fervor. He enjoyed submitting to the young one who had just been begging to be his slave. As the grip of his hands tightened into Blaze’s hair, he held his head down on his cock, making him gag. Charlie gets a rush from hearing Blaze choke as the sensation of having his boss’s mouth on his dick makes it twitch. He felt wave upon wave of pleasure race through him, pushing him ever closer towards the edge. 

In a final second of blissful surrender, Charlie let out a cry as his orgasm surged through him like wildfire. The sensations ravaging his body made him delirious, and he could feel his cock pulse as he shot a thick stream of cum down Blaze's throat. “Oh my fucking god, I am shooting my load into his mouth!” Charlie gulped as his heart raced.  

Blaze reached down and gently kissed Charlie again, and Charlie felt his body melting as the ecstasy of the moment washed over him. He found himself gently lowering himself onto Blaze, and their lips locked in a passionate embrace as both of their bodies sank into the mattress. 

As their eyes met, Charlie knew that he would never have a moment like this again. While Blaze was preparing to enter the boy, the boy had other plans. Charlie stopped for a second and looked down at Blaze. He felt a rush of boldness and took hold of Blaze’s legs, grabbing them tightly and pushing them up. A surprised Blaze initially resisted, but instead relented to the boy’s newfound assertiveness. In one stunning movement, Charlie was inside Blaze. Charlie was deep inside Blaze, holding his cock there, trying to absorb what was happening.

“Don’t get caught up in it, just fuck me Charlie. I want you to fuck me like you mean it.”

Charlie let out a gasp as he felt the burning hot heat of Blaze’s body. He was panting, sweating, shaking, grunting. He moved slowly, cautiously at first, this was his first time as a top and he wanted to savor every moment of it. He pushed deeper and deeper into Blaze, creating an electric feeling that overwhelmed him. Every thrust and every touch was a brand-new feeling, a new discovery, Charlie trembled in ecstasy 

Charlie was exploring the depths of another man like he'd never done before, pushing against him with each thrust and feeling as if they were becoming one. He lost himself in the sensation, his breath coming in short gasps as his hips moved faster and faster. Before long Charlie was pushing deeper and harder, feeling Blaze's body quiver with pleasure as he drove them both towards an earth-shattering climax. As the pleasure intensified, Charlie let the sensation consume him entirely as he came again inside Blaze. As he calmed down, he snuggled closer to Blaze, feeling more alive than ever before.

In the aftermath of taking control for the first time, Charlie felt a surge of emotions wash over him – from pure joy to profound enlightenment. This moment enhanced his understanding of what submission truly meant, and he now had a sense of how domination felt. Allowing himself to have the courage to completely surrender to another person and trust them fully gave him the ability to take control himself, albeit for a short time.

While Blaze loved getting fucked by Charlie, he wasn’t going to let it end there. Charlie wanted to be a slave, to feel the dominance of Blaze and Garrett. Blaze would make sure he felt his dominance and he flipped Charlie over on his stomach. He spit on Charlie’s ass and shoved his thick cock inside of him with no warning. Charlie yelped out, “Oh my fucking god!” as Blaze fucked him hard, pounding away at his tight little ass.

The pleasure was intense and overwhelming as Blaze pushed Charlie towards unimaginable heights of ecstasy. Charlie could feel his body shaking as each thrust brought him closer to the edge, screaming out in pleasure with every motion. 

“Spidey…aww fuck, BLAZE! Oh my fucking god…fuuuuuuck meeee!

Charlie grabbed the sheets for dear life as Blaze pounded away, thrusting deeper and more powerfully than ever before. Charlie felt himself reaching his breaking point, letting out a guttural scream of pain. Blaze fucked Charlie with abandon, his hands wrapped around Charlie's neck, choking him and making it impossible for him to catch his breath. Just as Charlie felt himself drifting into oblivion, Blaze let go and his cock exploded, sending blast after blast of cum deep inside Charlie. 

Just as the last of the waves of pleasure faded away, Blaze collapsed on top of Charlie and wrapped his arms around him. The two of them lay there in each other's arms for a long time, savoring this perfect moment. 

***

Abandoned at a police station, Charlie started life at a disadvantage. He was just a baby, swaddled in a blanket that was too big for him, left in a cardboard box that was too small.

The police picked him up and submitted him to the foster system.

At three months old, he was placed in his first home. It was the kind of home where the foster parents took in as many kids as they could to collect as much money as possible. He didn’t last there. Throughout his life he was moved from home to home. It wasn't always bad—sometimes there were nice people who were trying their best, but usually it was just the bare minimum. Charlie could help feeling like a kid who was unwanted.

When Charlie was about eleven years old, he started to realize he was different from the other kids he was with at home or at school. It took him a few more years to understand that he was gay. Unfortunately, once he did, life in foster care became so much harder. Families felt uncomfortable with him and refused to accept him. Many saw him as an unwelcome presence in their home, often making homophobic jokes or comments right to his face.

He felt very alone growing up and had no one to turn to who seemed to understand or accept who he was. It reached a point where he gave up looking for acceptance, figuring it would never come. The only option he saw was suicide. It felt like the only way out of his misery. 

One night he snuck out of the house in the middle of the night so no one would notice him. He had already planned what he was going to do - he would walk down to the harbor and jump off a bridge into the water below, taking a last leap of faith as a final act of defiance against an uncaring world.

Charlie walked slowly, giving himself time to think about what he was doing and allowing himself time for one last look at the world around him. As he walked, his eyes wandered up to the stars in the night sky and then down across the city lights below and something strange happened - he had a moment of clarity. He realized that these awful people should not be the ones who decide his fate, only he could do that. Charlie knew he could still find happiness someday - he had all the time in the world to keep looking. It was as if the universe had been watching over him that night.

Not long after, Charlie was transferred to his last foster home. He was 17 and about to age out of foster care and be released to fend for himself. At this home he met Imani. She was the same age as Charlie but was a bit tougher and wiser. He was instantly drawn to her. They both had been through a lot and had that sense of understanding without having to say much.

Once they turned eighteen and were free of the foster system, they got an apartment together, determined to make it on their own, to help each other survive. They were both scared and excited, but were determined to make it work. They both got jobs, and went to school. Imani at a bookstore and Charlie at a coffee shop. They also looked for other opportunities to earn more money.

Imani took a job dancing at a local strip club. It wasn’t ideal, but the money was good. She was tough enough to fend off any unwanted advances, but pretty enough that guys just threw money at her. Charlie was jealous and wanted to find something similar. The one bar that he checked out seemed more dangerous than anything else. Imani had a suggestion that seemed a bit crazy at first.

“Why don’t you look into working in porn? You’re a hot fucking boy and I’ll bet there are studios that would grab you in a minute. And, I know how much you like to get laid.” 

“Oh shush, so I like to fool around a lot.”

“Based on some of the noises you make, I think it is more than fooling around, sweetie.”

“Porn, huh? Do you really think that would work?”

“Totally! It’s a way to make really good money, and besides, it might be empowering.”

“Empowering? How?”

“You will be seen, accepted and celebrated for who you are. You’d be the object of so many guys' desires.” 

Charlie was hesitant at first. With no experience as an actor or performer, it sounded very intimidating. Then he started thinking about acceptance and being able to just be himself. It also sounded very fun the more he thought about it. So, he applied to some sites and received offers immediately. Within a week, he was on a plane to Las Vegas to check out two studios.

The porn sites Charlie chose couldn’t be more different from one another. His first audition was at Helix to be featured on 8teenBoy. This was the very safe choice and the one that Imani encouraged him to go for. Twinky boys having generally vanilla sex would be easy to explain away later on and would probably cause him less trouble overall.

The second audition was with Sketchy Sex. The site had a reputation for being controversial. With multiple bareback scenes, allegedly drugged boys, bottoms taking dozens of anonymous loads, and other graphic stuff, including alleged rape scenes, this was a much riskier choice. It was the one that most appealed to Charlie. 

Both studios liked Charlie and wanted him. His enthusiasm and openness made him perfect for the job. Both studios saw him as someone who would be very popular on their sites. The alt-looking, sweet, sexy boy who was just 18 was something that would sell well at either site. They both paid well too. Charlie had a tough time making a decision. Imani helped push him toward Helix and he set up his first scene. The folks at Sketchy Sex said they would take him once he was bored with Helix. They saw how willing Charlie was in the audition and knew he’d be back. 

Helix desperately wanted to keep Charlie and gave him a bonus. They also paired him with some of the biggest names in the industry at that time. They even convinced Blake Mitchell, who had left them, to come back and do a scene with him. Helix was where his stage name, Chase Wood, came from.

It was strange at first, being on camera and performing in front of strangers. But as time went on, Charlie realized just how much he enjoyed it. It really was empowering to be so open and unapologetic about his sexuality. This is also what drove him to Sketchy Sex after all. 

After two scenes with 8teenBoy, Charlie abandoned them and jumped in with both feet at Sketchy Sex. They didn’t hold back for his first scene. Charlie was the sole bottom for six guys in a scene called ‘Cock Hungry Slut’. He was fucked repeatedly in both his ass and his throat. The other actors used the newbie hard. They double penetrated him and tossed him around like a toy. Charlie loved every second of it and the producers were impressed with how much he could take his first time out.

Charlie became known as a cute submissive who was bold enough to limitlessly submit himself in every scene, taking anything that was given to him. He was the perfect little boy, always eager to please, a kinky boy willing to do anything, even extreme things. He loved it and it showed. Charlie got a thrill out of putting his body into the hands of others and thrived on the challenge of being pushed harder at every performance. 

Throughout that summer, Charlie spent a lot of time shooting for Sketchy Sex and their companion site, Fraternity X. He was very, very popular. Charlie starred in some of the most controversial scenes on both sites, allowing himself to be used harder than just about any other performer. No matter what the producers or other actors threw at him, he took it. He was the subject of multiple gangbangs, usually with no less than eight guys. He was fisted and fucked with massive dildos. He was drowned in cum and piss. He was smacked around, spit on and just blatantly abused overall.

In one scene that made waves, Charlie was duct taped to a post in the house. It was obviously uncomfortable, even painful. He was fucked by 14 guys repeatedly. They paddled his ass raw and forced a baseball bat into his ass. They forced him to be a urinal and made him drink an endless amount of piss. The throat fucked him so hard, he puked several times. It was bad enough that the studio was almost shut down for it. 

In another controversial scene, it appeared that Charlie was drugged and when he passed out, the nine guys in the house raped him over and over. Not satisfied with just fucking him, they fisted him roughly, punch fisting the poor boy’s little ass. It was one of two extreme fisting scenes that freaked people out. 

Charlie defended his involvement in those scenes to porn blogs. He wanted everyone to know that he willingly participated in them and would do it again. Whether Charlie was being fucked, choked, raped, spanked, tied up, or humiliated, he savored every second of it and welcomed the pain. His enjoyment was undeniable and very visible in every scene. He was exploring a side of himself that he hadn't even known existed—a side that enjoyed suffering for someone else's pleasure. 

The pay was amazing. Charlie was earning a fortune, which allowed him to save up for things and support himself. Despite being away so much, he still sent his share of expenses back home to Imani. When Charlie finally called it quits - after shooting more than 30 scenes - he had a nice pile of money saved. He used it to get enrolled in community college.

Of course, there were downsides too. Charlie had to deal with stigma and judgment from people who didn't understand his motivations. No one understood why such a sweet boy would want to be a part of something so demeaning. Even Imani shared her disappointment, though she respected his decision to do what he wanted. Charlie did worry about what his future would look like once he left the industry. He would find out soon enough that his short porn career was relatively easy to find online. He just came out and told everyone he interviewed with it that he was in porn. It cost him most jobs.

Regardless of the struggles to find a good job, Charlie was happy. He had found a way to be unapologetically himself and made good money doing it. He found a way to express himself and didn’t worry about judgment or rejection. 

Imani eventually moved on from her disappointment. Once she saw how much stronger Charlie was when he came home, she realized that he found something that helped build him as a person, no matter how twisted it was. 

***

“Wow, you let the boy fuck you? More than once!”

“Yes, Garrett, I did. It felt so…so…so fucking good. Giving in to him was, I don’t know, special. It was like the first time Calista fucked me. Not what I expected, but so good.”

As they caught up on the weekend, Blaze and Garrett got to discussing how Charlie could be involved with them. Garrett liked the idea of using the boy as he wanted to be used. Blaze was still not convinced they should go as far as making him their slave. There was some leverage Blaze was able to gain here. He was tired of the modest, small apartment. He wanted something bigger and nicer. He had his eye on a spectacular penthouse at the Watergate Complex. He was willing to let Charlie move in if Garrett was willing to upgrade their living situation.

“I have an idea. I don’t really like the idea of Charlie being my fucking slave. I don’t want a fucking slave. I know you want him to be your sex slave. That ain’t happening in this fucking dump. This place is too fucking small for anyone else to live here.”

“Before you go any further, I’m ready to get the fuck out of here too. You were right all along. There’s no reason for us to live like this. I want some more fucking space too. Did you have something in mind? I know you. You definitely have already figured this shit out.”

“Fuck yeah, I do! I already put a deposit on a sweet fucking penthouse at the Watergate. It’s fucking huge. Charlie could live with us and we can enjoy him however we want without getting in each other’s way, or we can both enjoy him at the same time. It’s an awesome place. We can gut it and make it our own. We can finally have a real fucking playroom.”

Garrett just sat there, staring into space. He had a naughty smile on his face and he slipped his hand into his shorts.

“Um, what’s up? Why are you getting all horny?”

“I’m just thinking about having two super fucking hot boys collared and available to me for whatever I want.”

“All I want is for you to be happy.”

“You are doing an excellent job, boy.”

***

Even though it was the middle of the morning, Blaze was horny for Charlie's ass. Since their little ‘retreat’, Blaze and Charlie were finding time for sex. Lots of sex.

Blaze stepped into the doorway of his office and stood there quietly waiting for Charlie to notice. Their office arrangement was set just out of sight from the other offices on the floor. Finally, Charlie noticed his boss standing there. The bulge in Blaze's suit pants was evident.

"Hey Spidey. Do you need my attention?"

"I do kiddo. Come into my office. It is about time we do something you've been wanting."

"Are you serious? Like, right now? It's not even 11 am yet."

"You know I want what I need when I need it."

Charlie got up from his desk and looked around. "Should we let someone know? What if someone comes looking for me?" This was the first time Blaze had done this during the work day. Their last few hookups were after hours.

"Don't be nervous, kiddo. If my door is closed, no one is going to barge in on us. Come on." Blaze motioned for Charlie to walk in. As he walked past, Blaze gave Charlie a smack on his ass.

Blaze leaned back on the front of his desk. Charlie stepped closer, still a little nervous, and closed the gap between them. Blaze took his head in his hands and started kissing Charlie. Quickly, Charlie forgot about his worry and was matching Blaze's passion. 

"That's a good boy." Blaze said seductively as he reached down to unbutton and unzip Charlie's pants. Once Charlie's hard cock was out of his pants it was soon in Blaze's mouth. 

"Oh fuck Spidey. Suck my cock." Charlie said softly as his cock was sliding in and out of his boss's mouth. 

Blaze enjoyed the boy's cock in his mouth. He liked the playful way they alternated who the aggressor was. This time, it was Blaze who started, but eventually, Charlie would wrap his hands behind Blaze's neck and begin to force his cock deep into his throat. He could tell from the way Blaze was moaning how much he enjoyed getting his face fucked like this. 

Though Blaze was enjoying Charlie's cock, he wanted to move things forward. He ran his fingers up Charlie's leg and rubbed them on his ass. He slipped first one, then two fingers into Charlie's ass, slowly finger fucking him. He pushed three fingers in, working the boy's ass. He brought his other hand up and slid two more fingers in, spreading Charlie's ass open while he still fucked his boss's face.

"Oh fuuuuuuuuck that feels so good. Please fuck me, Spidey, please take my ass!" Charlie said between heavy breaths.

Blaze moved his hands faster and faster as Charlie was pushing himself down onto Blaze's fingers. They were both going wild. After a few more minutes of sucking him off, Blaze slipped his fingers out of Charlie's ass, took his mouth off his cock and stood up.  

"Are you going to fuck me? Please, I want you to fuck me hard. Fuck! I've been dreaming of this for so long." Blaze leaned back and smiled at Charlie's excitement. He undid his belt and zipper, letting his pants slide to the floor. Charlie's eyes widened every time he saw Blaze's cock. He loved Blaze's cock.  

"Oh, shit. It's so huge," he said lustfully, gently touching the head and wiping precum on his fingers, then licking it off. 

Still staring into Charlie's eyes, Blaze waved his hands behind himself and cleared a spot on the desk. He grabbed the boy and stepped behind him. He turned Charlie around and pushed him down over the desk. He spit on his hand and slicked up his cock. He spit again and rubbed it on Charlie's hungry hole. 

"Tell me you want it."

"I want it Spidey. Please. Fuck me, fuck my ass! Fuck, I need it. I NEED IT!" Spurred on by Charlie's begging, Blaze lined his cock up with Charlie's hole as he spread his legs to give Blaze better access. Blaze spit one more time on the boy's ass and slid his cock in, slowly at first, then picking up his pace. Charlie moaned loudly as he felt Blaze's cock spread his hole open. 

"Fuuckkkk!" Charlie moaned loudly. He was in heaven.

"You like that, huh? You like your boss fucking you in the ass?" Blaze said playfully. He was actually quite turned on by the boy. Charlie was so sweet and adorable, but also so dirty. After watching his porn work, Blaze found him even sexier. Charlie took Blaze's cock like a champ - he took any cock like a champ. 

"So good. Your cock is so fucking big, oh fuck. I love it." 

"Beg for it. Beg for my cock." 

"Please! Fuck! Please fuck my ass, please. I need it. I need your cock." 

Blaze was loving this. He smacked Charlie's ass while he fucked him. He smacked him harder and harder as he fucked him harder and harder.

"Tell me what you want me to do. What do you want me to do to you? Tell me! Tell me what you want!" 

"I want you to keep fucking me hard! Please fuck my ass harder! Make it fucking hurt!"

Blaze grabbed onto Charlie's hips and pounded into him relentlessly while Charlie moaned and screamed out. Charlie was a very verbal boy and could barely control his voice. 

"Keep begging you little fucking slut. Beg for it, boy!"

"Oh fuck! Spidey, fuck me, fuck my ass! Fuck me harder, please fuck me harder!" 

"Yeah? Like this boy? You want it like this?" Blaze growled as he pulled on Charlie's hair, yanking him back and pounding even more furiously.

"Oh Spidey! Fucking use me, fuck my ass hard!" Being called Spidey made Blaze even more horny. He slapped the boy's ass and thrust his cock into him with abandon. 

"You fucking little slut. Take it! Take it you fucking sketchy slut!" 

"Oh shit. You're fucking me so good. Use me, Spidey, fucking use me!" Charlie cried out. He was so close to cumming just from having his boss's cock slide in and out of his tight hole. 

It finally hit Blaze too. He couldn't control himself anymore, breathing hard and moaning, his face was growing red. "Ohh, fuuuuuuuckkk," Blaze growled as he slammed into Charlie. His body tensed up.

Charlie felt Blaze's grip grow tighter on his hips. He knew what was about to happen, "Oh my god, fucking fill my ass! Fill me with your fucking cum, Spidey! Breed my fucking ass!!"

"Oh fuck, I'm going to cum," Blaze was getting closer and closer.

"Me too, boss. Fuck me, make me cum. Make your little slut cum!!" Charlie was crazed.

"Yeah? You want to cum? You want to fucking cum?" Blaze worked in one last hard thrust

"Ohhh, fuuuuuuuuuuckkkkkk," Blaze moaned loudly as he continued to pound into Charlie. He was cumming hard. 

"Oh my god. Oh my FUCKING GOD!" Charlie screamed out as he felt Blaze unloading into his ass. Being fucked so hard by his boss and having him cum inside of him made him cum all over the floor and the base of the desk. "Fuuucckkkk!" Charlie moaned as he felt Blaze's cock throb and pulse as it continued to shoot load after load into his ass. Blaze was cumming so much, Charlie could feel it running down his legs.

They were both breathing hard, covered in sweat. Blaze slowly pulled out of Charlie, and fell into a nearby chair. 

"That was amazing, Spidey." Charlie said as he slid down on the floor in front of the  desk. He was still catching his breath.

"You are so fucking hot, Charlie. You have no idea. Such a great fucking body and such a great fucking ass on you. I am very happy we are fucking now."

"Me too, Blaze, me too." Charlie stood up and pulled his pants up. "I guess I should get cleaned up and back to work. I hope I wasn't too loud."

"Yeah, we have to file that campaign paperwork by five today." Blaze just leaned back in the chair, still trying to catch his breath. "Oh, and Garrett is meeting us later for dinner so we can talk about you moving in."

"Wait, what...are you fucking serious?"