The Mansion Boys...and Girl

The stress of the last couple of days hit everyone. They just needed a release and that night, that is exactly what they did. While we learn a little more about our characters, this chapter is mostly about them enjoying each other. You might say it's just fluff, or a filler chapter, but I think it is a good bridge to what's next.

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“He’s going to be just fine. He’s pretty lucky, actually.” Dr. Tern filled Jack in on Harrison’s injuries. “If Joshua were much stronger, or much bigger, if he were like Justin, we might be looking at something much worse. Your boy is quite resilient. Scarily, kind of like you. You know firsthand just what Joshua was capable of, Jack.”

“Yeah, I know. I figured my body had become immune to the kind of damage it was getting. Fortunately, Justin isn’t evil. Poor kid. How long will he be here?”

“Just a couple of days. He’ll need some time to recover at home. I’m amazed there’s only one broken rib and a couple of broken fingers. The cuts and lacerations will heal pretty quickly. He lost a tooth, fortunately from the back of his mouth. That is easy to fix. The swelling on his face will go down pretty quickly. He’s going to look a little rough for a while and there will definitely be some scars. You two will be kind of a matched set with scars in the same places from the same sadistic prick.”

“Your bedside manner is impeccable, Allistair.”

“He’s going to hurt for a while, but within a couple of weeks he should be back to his usual routine. I’m sure that includes fucking you constantly, among other things. I hope you’ll make it through.”

“You’re adorable when you’re a dick, doc. But yes, fucking me is a part of Harrison’s usual routine. I can’t wait until he’s better.”

“I’m sure. I’m sure you will have that work of art to take care of you in the meantime. You always seem to have a hot boy in the wings.” Dr. Tern nodded toward Aidan.

“Fuck. He is a work of art, isn’t he? Yes, he will keep me satisfied. So, how are the other boys?”

“I really don’t know how you do it, Jack. Anyway, they’re all good. Jarrin needs to take a break from anal for a week or so. Brayden is lucky Joshua missed his eyes with the flogger. They were concerned about going back home. Do they have someplace to go?”

“They are coming back to the mansion, at least that’s my plan. I’ll make sure they get taken care of.”

“You always do, Jack. I’m glad that other nightmare is over. Now, I hope you’ll take care of yourself too.”

* * *

Now that the FBI had taken Joshua into custody, it was time to pick up the pieces of the mess he made during his short visit. Jack felt a sense of relief, like a weight had been lifted off him. He knew Dr. Tern, and the others, were right. He needed to get some help for his issues. He made a commitment to himself that he would. He wasn’t going to let himself ever fall so far.

Jack planned to stay with Harrison until he was discharged. Calista wanted to stay, but Jack insisted that she go home. She didn’t want Jack to be alone. Even though he was going to be there for Harrison, both her and Blaze felt like someone needed to be there for him. Aidan asked if he could stay. That satisfied Calista and Jack complied. Aidan would keep Jack company while they kept watch over Harrison.

With the ordeal over, everyone else headed home. Justin corralled Calista, Blaze and Garrett and invited Brayden and Jarrin to come home with them. They were pretty awed by the generosity of the friends of the guy they helped kidnap, but Jack made it clear, they were not at fault and deserved a break - something that they hadn’t gotten much of over the years. Wagner scooped up Bon and Dillon took off as well. Everyone was exhausted and looked forward to the down time.

* * *

Dr. Allistair Tern was yet another person in Jack’s universe that never let Jack down. In return, Jack made sure Dr. Tern was well taken care of. Jack’s resources enabled Dr. Tern to do two things that were his passion - take care of trans kids who had nowhere to turn, and provide medical care for queer kids in need. Along with and thanks to Jack’s assistance, Dr. Tern ran a very exclusive healthcare clinic in one of the tony suburbs of Milwaukee. He had several well-to-do clients and he was paid well for his expertise - and discretion.

For Jack, this all meant that he had a doctor he could trust so he could handle his own needs without ever being discovered. This came in handy on several occasions, including this one with Harrison.

Harrison had the best of care around the clock. Top notch nurses and doctors were there to bring him back to health. The facility was like a five star hotel. This meant that Harrison’s room was nothing like a hospital room. It was a very cozy, well appointed room that allowed Jack and Aidan complete comfort - and complete privacy.

It was late that night. After a nice meal, they were able to enjoy a couple of drinks together. A few Negronis helped with Harrison’s pain management. The nurse had assured them they wouldn’t be bothered until morning, barring some unfortunate emergency. 

Aidan made himself comfortable and in the process, he revealed something about himself that somehow hadn’t come up yet - Aidan liked to be naked, all the time. He hated to be clothed and tried as much as he could to not be.

“What? The nurse said to get comfortable!” Aidan said, defending his nakedness.

“Not that I’m complaining, but I didn’t know that meant getting completely naked.” 

“Jack, this is a part of my healing, shut up.” Harrison said with a grin. He winced as he turned to get a better look, “Damn it! Everything fucking hurts.”

“Sorry buddy. I’ll come closer.” Aidan climbed into bed with Harrison and leaned on his side, facing him. Harrison gently brushed his hand against Aidan.

Jack was already lying next to an also naked Harrison, doing his best to carefully cuddle him without hurting him and gently holding his hand with the broken fingers. “You’ll feel better soon, I promise.”

“I know. Jesus, why the fuck am I so horny? I’m in all this pain and somehow I can’t get sex out of my brain.”

“Maybe you’re wired like me - pain turns you on and you’re always horny.”

“Geez Jack. I’m not sure I like pain. I guess I’m just a full time hornball. Ugh. I can’t do anything though. And you, fucker, laying here in all your glory.”

“Thinking about how much you loved getting plowed by me?” Aidan smirked.

“Yeeeeowwww! Fuck! You’re making me hard and it hurts!! Why does it fucking hurt?”

“Awww, poor boy…” Aidan went to reach for Harrison’s cock.

“Easy Aidan, remember he’s supposed to be healing.” Jack was enjoying the banter between the two hot boys, though he felt bad for Harrison.

“Don’t…touch. Please. God damnit! Why did that asshole have to hit my dick? Fuuuck.” Harrison was able to grab at Aidan’s hard cock, which was at full attention and tucked between his belly and Harrison’s side. “Ahhh, man. I like this. You should stand up and let me have the only fun I can have right now.”

“Mmmmmmm, yeahhhhh…” Aidan said as he stood up at the edge of the bed.

Despite the dull throbbing in his shoulder that ran down his arm, he reached out and wrapped his hand around Aidan’s monster. “Come a little closer, bend over a little.”

“Nice, even in the condition you’re in, you’re still so bad…” Jack whispered in Harrsion’s ear, as he gently kissed him on his head. 

Aidan leaned over the side of the bed, allowing Harrison easy access to his cock and balls. He lightly brushed Harrison’s hair with one hand and rested his other on the bar at the side of the bed. He locked his steely silver-blue eyes in on Harrison’s bright blues. Harrison broke his gaze with Aidan, “don’t you want to have some fun?” he whispered.

Jack looked over Harrison’s bruised body, desperately wanting to touch him, he wanted to do something to make him feel better. Touching him anywhere would hurt more than anything, even getting a hard on was agonizing. Looking over at Aidan, Jack slipped off the bed and walked around the bed and stood at his side watching Harrison stroke him. Jack skimmed his fingers softly over Aidan’s spine, sending chills through him, giving him goosebumps. Aidan loved the attention, especially the kind he was getting right then.

After sliding out of his own clothes, Jack leaned over Aidan slightly and used both hands to explore the boy’s perfectly toned body. He kissed Aidan’s back, breathing on him and licking him as he worked his way down Aidan’s body. As his lips reached the small of Aidan’s back, Jack knelt behind him and brushed his nose along the crack of his ass, taking in his musky smells. As a runner, Aidan had flawlessly toned athletic legs. A dusting of dark hair faded as they met his firm, perfect ass. Jack loved Aidan’s legs, and eagerly ran his hands up and down them while he nudged his way into his ass.

Aidan rolled his head back, closing his eyes and taking in the pleasuring he was getting below his waist. Harrison managed to slightly reposition himself, despite another blast of pain and used Aidan’s precum to paw at his cock and tease his balls. Jack took his hands’ attention away from Aidan’s sexy legs and separated his ass, ready to feast on him. He lapped his tongue up and down over Aidan’s tightly clenched hole, doing his best to loosen Aidan up. He mashed his lips against it and prodded his anus. His hole was impenetrable, but Jack refused to give up. Aidan was enjoying the feeling, but still dreaded any kind of penetration. Harrison couldn’t stroke too hard or fast, but in concert with Jack’s ass eating, he was making Aidan shiver and pant with delight.

Jack’s persistence finally loosened Aidan’s sphincter and he was able to get his tongue in just a little. His expert rimming of his asshole caused Aidan to relax even more. Aidan released guttural purrs while biting his lower lip, his eyes rolled back into his head. Harrison loved watching his face, giving him energy that allowed him to forget his discomfort. He was feeling puckish and wanted to push things further. He was limited in what he could do, but he felt he could get Jack and Aidan to do things. He seemed to have Aidan in his clutches and already had Jack under control.

“Yeahhh, you’re feeling good aren’t you…” Harrison said to Aidan in a hushed, sexy tone.

“Ohhhh…yesssss….fuuuuuck….” Aidan responded.

“Feels good having me stroke your huuuuge cock, huh?”

“MMMMM, fuck yeahhhhhh, duuuuude…”

“Jack’s tongue feels nice….doesn’t it?”

“Oh fuck yes…fuuuck…”

“Is he in nice and deep?”

“Uhhhhh…nooooo…thissss….issss….fine…”

“Let him in…let him into your ass….”

“Uhhhhh…I…uhhhh…can’t….”

“Yes you can. Do it. Relaxxxxx…”

“Nnnooooo….”

“Do it now Aidan….let him in…let Jack tongue fuck you…”

Jack was digging deeper and deeper into Aidan’s hole, his tongue darting in and out, penetrating a little more each time. He was lost in a trance, as if Aidan’s ass was giving him life .Aidan felt he was losing control again. Much like Calista, Harrison caught him off guard with his breathless demands. His instinct was to take control, but instead, he just let Harrison tell him what to do, he couldn’t override his mind giving in to him. Harrison wanted to push further. Aidan was in a blissful delirium.

“Ahhhhh….mmmmmmm….fuuuuckkkkk…”

“Yeahhhh…you want to get fucked…”

“No, no, noooo…I…”

“I want to see Jack fuck you.”

“Ahhhhhh…p-p-p-pleeease…nnnnooooo…I can’t…uhhhhhhhh…”

“Yes you can, Aidan. Do it. Tell Jack to fuck you.”

Harrison’s calm, hypnotic tone was both seductive and direct. Aidan resisted, but the more Harrison insisted, the harder it was to ignore his demands and ultimately, his own suppressed desires. He had been fantasizing about Harrison breeding him, something he hadn’t thought about with anyone before. 

“Fuck…m-m-m-meeee…”

“That’s it, Aidan…louder…”

“Fuck me Jack…fuck me! FUCK ME!!”

“Beg him for it…beg…you know you want it…”

“Ohhhhh…J-J-J-Jackkk…f-f-f-fuck me!! PLEASE JACK!!”

Jack would have been fine eating Aidan’s ass all night. He wasn’t really paying attention to the sensual crosstalk going on between the boys. When Aidan’s voice got louder and he started yelling Jack’s name, he took notice. 

“Come on, Aidan….louder…beg for it!”

“FUCK…JACK…PLEEEEEASE….fuck me…Jaaaack…please?”

“Jack! Fuck this boy! He’s desperate!!”

Harrison ignored the sharp stinging in his arm as he lifted himself up and stroked Aidan harder and faster. Pain medicine would help later. He stared right into Aidan’s eyes as he persuaded him to let Jack fuck him. Neither Jack nor Harrison knew of Aidan’s past or his experience with Calista. Harrison just knew he wanted to fuck Aidan but given his current condition, needed to use Jack as his proxy. Harrison pressed on more assertively.

“Fucking beg for it, boy! You want to get fucked, don’t you, AAAAAAAIDANNNNN?”

“Yes…YES…I need to get fucked! JACK! FUCK ME! PLEASE. FUCK. ME!”

Jack really wasn’t a top, he didn’t really like it and didn’t think anyone could feel his small dick anyway. Harrison liked it when Jack fucked him, there was something that felt good about it, having Jack inside of him made him feel connected to Jack in a different way. Jack couldn’t ignore Harrison’s command, so he timidly stood up behind Aidan, trying to shake off the pins and needles from being on his knees for so long.

“That’s it…good boy, Jack…fuck him good!”

“Oh…I-I-I…please….nooooo…”

At any point, Aidan could have stood up and walked away. Instead, he felt compelled to go through with this. His feelings for Jack and Harrison were driving his desire to do something he was afraid of. He knew he wanted this, even though it reignited bad memories from his past. He shook them off wondering if this would be what makes them go away for good. 

Jack rested his hands on Aidan’s hips and admired the perfect body bent over before him. Precum was oozing from Jack’s cock, he slid it up and down Aidan’s ass. Harrison looked up at him, smiling, encouraging him. Jack tried to push his way into Aidan’s hole, but was met with extreme resistance. Aidan was not letting himself go willingly, instinctively clenching his hole as tight as he could. Unlike his time with Calista, this reminded him more of how horrible this was for him so long ago. His confused mind also wanted this, despite fearing that even Jack’s miniscule tool would be excruciating. Harrison impatiently shouted at Aidan.

“Do it, Aidan…let Jack in…DO IT…LET HIM FUCK YOU!”

“Yessss…f-f-fuck…meeee…No, I can’t…FUCK…please, no! Ughhhhh….mmmmm….fuck me….n-n-n-noooooo…”

Aidan’s mind was a blur. He had an anguished look, shaking his head, his eyes closed tightly, biting his bottom lip so hard he might bleed. He blurted out a string of expletives and eventually gave in, almost unwillingly. He let out a loud sigh and relaxed long enough for Jack to finally poke through. As Jack’s head slipped in, he yowled at the piercing pain he felt radiate through his entire body. Tears welled in his eyes. 

“Take it, Aidan! Take it like a good boy!!”

“AAARRRGGHHHHH!!!! FUUUUUUCK!!!”

Jack pushed in further. He had never felt something as tight as Aidan’s hole squeezing his cock. Once he was finally all the way in, he eased back and slipped completely, Aidan’s ass forcing Jack’s cock out like the unwanted object it was. Jack sighed, himself not sure if this was what he should be doing. Harrison was glaring at him. He pushed back in, making Aidan lurch upward and cry out once again. Jack felt bad for Aidan. He didn’t think this was how Aidan should lose his anal virginity, which assumed was what was happening. He also couldn’t ignore his own thirst for Aidan.

This agony would not last long for Aidan, as Jack would reach his limits quickly. He pushed and pushed, somewhat awkwardly, forcing his cock as deep as he could, holding onto Aidan’s hips for dear life. Aidan grunted and groaned. Harrison intently watched the scene he had just directed. Finally, Jack let out a long, loud, growl and shot his seed into Aidan’s ass. Harrison was so stimulated by everything, he too exploded, shooting his jizz high into the air. As it rained down on him and Aidan, Jack immediately pulled out with a string of cum trailing his cock.

Aidan was completely spent and almost fell onto Harrison. Jack pulled him back and they both collapsed on the floor. Harrison felt a burning throughout his body, he hurt but it was worth it. 

Aidan was uncomfortable, but strangely aroused, he turned to Jack and said in a broken, raspy voice, “fuck…oh fuck…now you need to finish me off….mother fucker…ughhhh.” Jack rolled over and took Aidan’s slick cock in his mouth. Since Harrison had done most of the work, Aidan didn’t have far to go. After just a few minutes, Aidan grabbed Jack’s head and shoved it down on his cock, taking back some control, and pumped thick ropes of cum down his throat. He pulled Jack’s head up and shot more than half his load on Jack’s face. 

Harrison was elated, “God damn,” he hollered, “you two were fucking brilliant! Thank you guys! I needed that. That was fucking awesome!” He could barely control his enthusiasm. This was more his idea of dominance.

Aidan ignored Harrison’s exclamations. He was feeling every bit of his desire for Jack at that moment. He grabbed Jack’s head tightly and aggressively made out with him. Jack’s head was spinning with so many feelings, he didn’t know what to make of Aidan’s advance as his kiss became more passionate. “Hey! What’s going on down there?” Harrison inquired as Aidan and Jack’s lip lock continued. Aidan finally let go and pulled away.

“Fuck! This was so fucking…ugh…crazy!” Aidan was exasperated. He leapt up to his feet. “I want you so badly,” he shouted at Jack. “I want YOU so badly,” he said to Harrison, “I’m so fucking confused! I want you both god dammit. You guys…you don’t understand what you just did…why it is so…fucked up…but good…argh…I don’t fucking know. I’ve never felt like this EVER!”

Jack rose up from the floor, “dude, are you ok?” Harrison’s elation shifted to a slightly guilty concern.

Aidan looked up into the air and stood silently for a moment. He clasped his hands on top of his head, sighed and looked down. In a low voice, he said, “how can I fucking be in love with both of you?”

* * *

“Jesus fucking Christ, this has been a hell of a day!” Garrett declared.

“You’re telling me, dude. I’m fucking wiped out.” Blaze said as he laid his head on Garrett’s chest. The two boys were finally together - and home.

“I had flashbacks, man, when I saw him…at the hospital, or whatever it is.” A sad, worried look took over Garret’s face. “When guys were beaten like that at the prison, it was never good. Fuck, dude. I hope he’s ok.”

“This has to be fucking hard on you. I’m so sorry this is how you spent your first day here. He’s gonna be ok. The doc there told Jack he’d be ok.”

“If shit is this intense all the time around here, I don’t know if I can handle it.”

“Dude. We don’t have a fucking kidnapping every day! For fucks sake.” Blaze felt bad for snapping at him like that. “Grrrrr. I didn’t mean it that way. I’m sorry. I was legit scared today. This is not how I wanted to start our time together.”

“Sarcasm, man. I'm gonna need time to get through this shit. Today was whacked out. It sure didn’t fucking help. I’m really gonna need you, Blaze. Like, so fucking much.”

“I’m here for you. I’m going to be here for whatever.”

“That place fucked me up, man. I know you have your own shit too. I want to be here for you too. I’m really happy you found me, even if I’m not showing it.” 

“The way you fucked me last night, it showed.” Blaze needed to lighten things up. 

“You took it like a champ, dude,” Garrett boasted, “it wasn’t like I remember, you really were into it. You wanted it. I remember you being a little hesitant back then.”

“I was different then. I thought I was a dom, a top. I thought I was something I’m not. I probably never was. I’ve kinda found myself a little since I’ve been here. You know?”

“I used to call you bitch boy. You did my fucking laundry. I think you had an idea.”

“I guess. I really didn’t know. If we were able to keep going, maybe I would have figured it out sooner. I think I know what I am now, though.”

“What is that?”

“Your boy. Your bitch boy.”

“Really, is that who you really are?”

“I know I’m a sub. It’s…not easy to explain…but…I love being submissive, being a bottom. I love being controlled, told what to do. I’ve been thinking about this for a long time. If I ever found you, I would give myself to you. I would become yours. I love you. So, yeah, I really am your boy.”

Garrett felt himself tremble. His thoughts were chaotic, he truly didn’t know how to process how he was feeling. He knew he loved Blaze, he knew that to be real, but now, now it was really hitting him. Hearing Blaze express his commitment touched him deep inside, filling him up with emotions he had no idea what to do with. There wasn’t a lot of love in Garrett’s life, of any kind. Maybe it was all he had been through, but Blaze’s words made him want to cry. Being one to always try to show a tough exterior, he leaned his head back and took a deep breath. He tried his hardest to control his emotions.

“Are you ok? What’s wrong? Did I say something wrong?”

Garrett let out a long, exasperated sigh, “no, you didn’t do anything wrong,” he sniffled and gave in to his feelings, still trying to fight off tears, “you did everything right. Shit, look at who the fucking bitch boy is now!” Garrett quipped, wiping away his tears.

“Fuck dude, crying doesn’t make you anything other than a real human. If Calista taught me anything, she taught me crying is good. We’re the kind of dudes who don’t like to cry. Fuck it. I can fuck up anyone who thinks tears are weakness.”

“Oh, fuck,” Garrett laughed, “you’re fucking awesome, man. I don’t know how to feel this shit. I mean, I love you, but it…it feels…weird, you know? Kinda scary.”

“Yeah, I do. I’m working on processing it too. I didn’t know how much I wanted this until I saw you again. I’m scared too. I don’t need anymore bullshit. We can figure it out together. We really fucking need each other.”

Garrett rolled himself over Blaze and pushed him on his back. He climbed on top of him and stared into his eyes. They smiled at each other and sat still for a moment. “Dude, what the fuck? Are you just going to stare at me?” Blaze snapped. Garrett laughed and shook his head ‘no’. 

With one abrupt, passionate action, Garret swooped down and wrapped his arms around Blaze, pressing the weight of his full frame onto Blaze’s body. He pulled Blaze into him and claimed his lips with a harsh intensity. It wasn’t meant to be rough, it was just how Garrett expressed the sheer desire he had for his boy. Blaze melted into Garrett’s arms and let himself be overtaken. He was literally submitting himself to Garrett and Garrett was making Blaze his own.

They romped passionately for more than an hour. The boys were consumed with each other, exploring every inch of each other. Blaze rolled over onto his stomach and Garrett laid on top of him, grabbing Blaze’s hands and pushing them over his head. He ran his own hands along Blaze’s muscled body, pulling his hips up and raising his ass up slightly. Garrett spit onto his hands and rubbed his fingers into Blaze’s hole. He probed his boy’s ass with one, then two, then three fingers, causing Blaze to writhe and moan. He spit again onto Blaze’s eager hole and then plunged his thick cock right in. Blaze lurched upward right into Garrett’s arms. Garrett again wrapped his arms around his boy, crossing them over his chest and pulling at his shoulders. Blaze gasped at how tightly Garrett was squeezing him.

Their legs were tangled together and their arms were interlocked as Garrett pounded Blaze’s ass with the same intensity that he kissed him with earlier. Blaze grunted and groaned, feeling every one of Garrett’s nine inches deeper and deeper inside of him. Both boys were sweating profusely, their bodies slicked up and grinding together, sweat ran into Garrett’s eyes as he grunted into Blaze’s ear. The intense pounding went on for 20 minutes or more. Blaze lost control first, pumping his load into the bed, squealing his satisfaction as he did. Garrett wanted more and willed himself not to cum. He kept thrusting into Blaze, harder and harder, releasing Blaze from his tight clutch and grabbing onto his hips.

He pulled Blaze’s hips up and forced his head into the bed. Garrett held him down as he worked his cock into Blaze like a battering ram. Garrett held Blaze’s hands behind him and relentlessly fucked Blaze into oblivion. Blaze had been dreaming this rough fucking from Garrett and was now finally getting it. More than 40 minutes after the impaling began, Garrett blasted his heavy load deep into Blaze’s body. He kept pounding, even though he was spent. He eased up his pace and pushed himself down onto Blaze, holding his body underneath him. Blaze let loose another load of cum.

Garrett was panting heavily, sweat was still pouring from his body. He wrapped his arms around Blaze again, this time more gently. His cock was still resting in Blaze’s ass. Garrett softly kissed Blaze on the back of his neck, still trying to catch his breath. Blaze felt ecstatic. This was everything he wanted and more. Garrett showed his dominance and took Blaze as his own. Garrett leaned into Blaze’s ear and with a hushed, firm tone, he told Blaze, “you’re Daddy’s boy now. You’re all mine. All fucking mine. I own you, right bitch boy?”

“Yes, Daddy. You own me. I’m all yours. Forever.”

* * *

Things seemed too good to be true as far as Brayden was concerned. He definitely appreciated the kindness Jack was extending, but still wondered if there was a catch. After all, he and Jarrin were involved in the kidnapping and torture of his boyfriend. Why would he be so nice? 

After the rescue at the building, they got checked out at the clinic. They joined Justin and the others for dinner and then were brought to the mansion. Since they left the scene so abruptly, they had nothing but what they were wearing. Calista showed them to Alex’s former place and let them pick through whatever clothes he left behind. 

“The guy who stayed here had to leave. He left a bunch of stuff behind. You two look close enough to his size, I think you’ll find some things to wear for now.” Calista felt for these boys. They seemed like they weren’t in much of a different situation than she was not that long ago, making desperate decisions to live. She liked being able to help them. “I can’t wait to take you boys shopping though! Then you can buy what you really like!”

“Thanks Calista! This is really nice of you!” Jarrin said appreciatively.

“Yeah, thanks. Do we sleep here?” Brayden was still cautious.

“Oh no, I’ll show you your room. It’s very nice! All the rooms are really nice! You even have your own bathroom!” Despite all the last 24 hours had brought, Calista always managed to find her chipper self. She needed to be so she didn’t worry about anything. After they selected some clothes and shoes, she showed them to one of the bedrooms.

“Don’t think this is Jack’s style. He has other places that are cooler,” Calista carefully explained to the boys, for some reason not wanting them to judge Jack’s taste in design, “this house was owned by some weird people a million years ago. Jack just restored it to the way they had it, mostly, there’s a few exceptions, like his and Harry’s room upstairs. I’ll give you a tour sometime.”

“Wow. This whole fucking house is ridiculous,” said Brayden, “why does anyone need this much house?”

“Be nice Bray, we’re guests here.” Jarrin gave Brayden a gentle shove.

“It’s ok. Well, I’ll leave you two alone. Help yourself to anything you need! Good night, cuties!” Calista kissed each boy on the cheek before she ran off to Justin’s room.

“She’s really adorable.”

“She totally is, Jarr. Come on, I have to piss.” Brayden nudged Jarrin into the room and closed the door. He didn’t even look around the room. He just threw their newly acquired clothing to the floor and dropped his pants, letting his cock spring out. Jarrin dutifully dropped to his knees in front of Brayden and took his cock head and a little more into his mouth. Brayden relaxed himself with his hands at his back and began to let loose a stream of piss. Jarrin eagerly swallowed the hot, salty liquid being fed to him. 

This was routine for Brayden and Jarrin. At one time, very early in their relationship, they took things even further, but once they both stopped abusing meth, that became much less desirable. However, Jarrin loved to be Brayden’s urinal. In their nearly 18 years together, Jarrin missed few opportunities to service Brayden this way. 

“Ah, damn, I can’t believe how sexy this still is for us,” Brayden said as he finished his piss, “this has never stopped being hot. Kinda like you babe.” Brayden brushed his hand under Jarrin’s chin, looked down at him and smiled. With his cock still in his mouth, Jarrin looked back up at him. He shifted his focus from urinal to cocksucker.

“Whoa! Hold up babe. Don’t you want to check this room out? Then we can get cozy. Remember, the doc said you should take a warm bath and use that CBD oil on your butt. We can make this kinda fun, you know.”

“I guess,” Jarrin said disappointedly, “I just want to put what happened out of my mind. You are the best distraction.” Jarrin slipped his hands under Brayden’s shirt and slowly stood up.

“It fucking amazes me that you still want me so bad after all these years. I wish I knew what I did to deserve you.”

Jarrin rolled his eyes, “come on!” He grabbed Brayden’s hand and whisked him off to the bathroom. 

The room Calista put them in was one of the more unusual ones. It was a bright, Tudor style room with colorfully detailed wooden arches along the ceiling that ran down the walls to a matched wooden floor. A giant stone fireplace filled one full wall, the rest were just white plaster with large tapestries hanging from them. The tall thin windows framed an arched wooden door that led to the balcony. The bathroom continued the same style, only with brown marble floors and copper fixtures. They wandered through the huge room in awe, eventually stopping at the bathtub.

“This is a fucking swimming pool!” Brayden exclaimed.

“Holy shit. This bathroom is bigger than our whole house. Damn. Well, at least there’s plenty of room for both of us in the tub.”

They dumped the solution that the doctor gave them into the tub and started filling it. While they waited, they stripped each other down and made out for several minutes and soon began to lick and kiss each other’s bodies. Brayden bent over the edge of the tub so Jarrin could eat his ass. 

Jarrin started licking the entire length of his crack, easily working up a lot of saliva. Brayden’s ass was dripping with it. Jarrin kissed and licked Brayden’s cheeks and taint and sucked on his balls. He buried his face in his boyfriend’s ass and began to tongue fuck him. Brayden moaned and pushed his ass back into Jarrin’s face, driving him wild and making him lick and suck on his hole even harder. Brayden turned to Jarrin, “the bath is ready.”

Jarrin relaxed in the hot bath while Brayden took his time washing and massaging him. They had been together so long, they were completely in sync with one another’s needs. After the requisite 30 minutes Jarrin was told to soak, they climbed out and dried each other off before heading to bed.

“Fuck, I love you so much,” Jarrin said. “I love the fuck out of you too babe,” Brayden responded.

They pulled back the thick layers of blankets and the huge, rounded bed and climbed in. With the bed being unsused for so long, they had to pull off the dusty top layer. They buried themselves in the remaining covers and kissed each other sweetly. 

“Damn, I really want to fuck you,” Brayden whispered.

“I know, but…we have to wait. You know? Doc said it was a good idea.”

“It’s ok. I know I’ll be pounding your ass soon enough. I’m fucking beat anyway. Plus, I still have another hole to pump my jizz into before we go to sleep.” Brayden drew his finger around Jarrin’s lips.

Brayden disappeared under the covers, reaching for Jarrin’s cock as he kept moving and swung his legs over Jarrin’s head, lowering his very hard cock right over his face. Jarrin didn't waste a moment before sticking his tongue out and swirling it around the head of Brayden’s dick. Brayden pushed into Jarrin’s mouth, and soon Jarrin was doing the same. Both boys moaned as their cocks pumped in and out of each other’s mouth.

They each picked up the pace, throat fucking each other in rhythm. Jarrin reached up and cupped his hands around Brayden’s smooth ass and pulled him further into his hungry mouth. He tilted his head back and opened his throat as he guided Brayden deeper into him, his lips grazing against his pubes. Brayden was doing the same to Jarrin, bobbing his head up and down, holding on to the base of his cock and fondling his balls. 

Ready to switch things up, Brayden pulled out of Jarrin’s mouth and rolled off to the side. He motioned for him to get on top, and Jarrin obliged, straddling him just as they had done before. Unlike before though, they did not start off slowly. As soon as Jarrin got into position, he jammed his dick into his lover’s throat while dove back onto his cock. They fell into their rhythm, fucking each other's mouths faster and harder. 

After a few more minutes, Jarrin poured his hot, sticky cum into the back of Brayden’s throat. It didn’t take long for Brayden to fill his boy’s mouth with a thick load of seed. Brayden crawled back out from under the covers and the two boys looked at each other and laughed, wiping cum from each other’s faces.

They got comfortable under the covers and laid close to each other, holding hands and looking up at the ceiling.

“This bed fucking rocks. I definitely can sleep here again.”

“Well, we will be sleeping here for a while, right Bray? Do you think we can really go back to Elroy after every cop in town saw us doing what we were doing?”

“I don’t know. Don’t you think this is weird? This super rich guy doing nice shit for us? Why? We fucking helped a manaic try to kill his boy!”

“I guess it is a little strange, but I have a good feeling. They give me a good vibe. This room though, hmmmmmm, I’m not so sure.”

“This whole house is fucking creepy. Wait, what the fuck? Do you see that?”

The boys sat up as they both took notice of what was in the ceiling. At various points along the arches over the bed were iron hooks with rolls of rope and chain hanging from them. 

“Gee Bray, that looks like something you would do.”

“Fuck yeah! Wow. That’s some serious shit up there. Look at all those hooks to connect to. I could do a hell of a fucking suspension here!”

“See, now have as good a reason as any to make a go of it here.”

* * *

“I brought you your favorite bedtime snack!”

Calista walked into Justin’s room carrying a bag of Double Stuff Oreos with chocolate cream and two containers of chocolate milk. As she was getting to know Justin, and getting closer to him, she was making her way through his tough exterior and learning there was a really sweet guy in there. He was kind of like a little boy at times. She was deeply in love with him, even though she knew they could never really be together.

Justin’s feelings for Calista were more complex. He thought he had fallen in love before - there was a boy from high school that he dated for two years, there was Jack, too. This felt different. He didn’t know if he was evolving or devolving into something. Sometimes, he felt twisted knots inside of him, other times, he felt butterflies. The fact that he was such a violent person, more specifically, a violent lover, scared him. He was able to restrain himself the first time they fucked, and he’s avoided doing it again ever since. Calista has begged him to be with her like he would be with any other lover. He wanted to. He wanted to thrash her about and rape fuck her. He wanted to inflict the kind of pain he did on other boys. He didn’t think she really understood what she was in for.

“I don’t know why you bother with those. That telephone pole penis you have isn’t being held back by a flimsy pair of boxers!” Calista said as she pulled back the covers. Justin was sitting up slightly, reading some work documents. Calista climbed up and straddled him at his waist.

“Um, what are you doing?”

“Feeding you cookies and milk.” Calista had opened the package of cookies and set it beside them. She pulled the carton of milk open so she could dunk the cookies in it. She dunked a cookie and raised it to his mouth.

“You’re adorable. Ridiculous, but adorable.” Justin opened his mouth and accepted the cookie. He enjoyed this kind of attention from her.

They both ate cookies and giggled, chatting about random things and avoiding discussing the day. They both needed to decompress and agreed to not talk about it right then. Calista’s playful feeding of the man she was in love with was the best distraction from worrying about Harrison, Jack and Aidan.

“And now we have crumbs in bed, baby girl, and I have chocolate milk all over me.”

“It’s a big bed, alpha man, we can just roll over to the other side,” Calista smiled as she continued, “as far as the mess I made, I will take care of that.” She set the milk carton down and tossed the cookies on the nightstand. She licked around Justin’s mouth. He tried to lick back. “Oh no, I’m on clean up duty mister. Put that thing away.” He grinned as she continued licking around his mouth and down his chin. She continued down and nibbled at his neck. Justin loved when she gave him attention like this. He enjoyed being worshiped and Calista loved to worship him. 

Calista worked her way down Justin’s chest, lapping up the drops of milk and chunks of cookie that landed on him while she fed him. She took her time, tasting every bit of Justin’s torso, slowly easing her body back along his legs. She stopped when she got to his belly button, “there, now you’re nice and clean.” They both giggled some more, then she continued on her journey.

With one hand behind his head and the other across his stomach, Justin watched Calista delight in pleasing him. It was moments like these that made him realize that he did have a heart. He watched her pull his boxers down, her long hair grazing his cock as she did it, her tongue sticking out just a little. She looked back at him seductively and went back to his body, now kissing his thighs and lightly caressing his cock. He tried to think of what it would be like to be with her and he always ended up in the same place, it simply wouldn’t work. Cold, dark Justin was not a match for sweet, sunny Calista.

Calista kissed and licked up and down the shaft of Justin’s giant, hard tool. It was way too big for her to give him a proper blow job, but she knew how to pleasure him nonetheless. She licked the precum off the head and then slowly went back down, ending up at his massive balls. Justin cooed while she kissed and licked them. Calista was completely enamored with servicing Justin. Whatever feelings of dominance she had completely dissipated when she was with him. Though, when she did this, she did feel slightly in control. She was in charge of how she would do it and for how long. Justin never interfered.

The soft touch of Calista’s fingers and mouth on Justin’s legs made him shiver, goosebumps appearing all over them. Calista barely touched his skin, only lightly grazing the hairs on his muscular legs with her fingertips and lips, passing over them with her warm breath. Justin was drifting off to a blissful place he rarely visited in his mind, letting Calista guide him there. He knew he could have this all the time, if he’d only give in and give her a chance to be his girlfriend. That in and of itself felt weird. Girlfriend. He liked men. How could he fall for a girl?

Calista derived immense pleasure from this. At first she was confused at how she could feel sexually aroused without sucking or fucking, but she learned there were more ways to satisfy herself and her lover. She daydreamed about being Justin’s wife and living a beautiful life together. That vision usually ended with the reality that that was not what Justin wanted. She finally reached Justin’s huge feet.

She pressed her face against his soles and took a sniff, feeling the dampness of Justin’s bare skin against her face. Calista licked her lips and buried her face in his huge feet. Justin moaned softly, spurring Calista on, her hunger for his body, especially his feet, so insatiable. She started sucking on his toes, her tongue ravished them, sliding around in the gaps, taking her time to suck on each toe, one by one, feeling the rush of pleasing Justin so much. She felt his toes curl against her touch as she licked and kissed up and down his big smooth soles. She let her tongue dance around his heel, sliding her hands on his ankles. She stuffed all five toes of his left foot into her mouth, taking it as much as she could. She did the same to his other foot.

“God damn, girl, you are fucking incredible!!” Justin said breathlessly.

“And now I get my reward,” Calista said cheerfully as she climbed back up and grabbed Justin’s cock with both hands. She reached for some lube and stroked his cock up and down like she was churning butter. She lowered her mouth to the head of his cock and licked and sucked at it, drinking up all of the precum he was drooling. Finally, Justin shook and she knew she was getting what she wanted. She opened her mouth as wide as she could and wrapped her lips around his head. Justin’s cock exploded flooding her mouth and her throat with what seemed like a gallon of cum. Calista swallowed as much as she could and then let the rest just drip out of her mouth and down her chin. She looked up at him, cum drooling from her mouth and wiped his cock all over her lips and cheeks.

“God, you’re so beautiful.” Justin cooed, wiping cum off her lip and sucking it off his thumb. With his other hand, he gently pulled back her hair so he could look at her face. She smiled at him and then crawled up his body to be face to face, staring into each other’s eyes. 

“I love you, Justin.” she said just as Justin pulled her closer and kissed her.