The Mansion Boys...and Girl

Harrison, Calista (formerly Lucas) and Blaze have arrived in Wisconsin and are about to step into their new life. After years of being homeless and facing the many difficult challenges of living on the streets, the Tent Boys are now the Mansion Boys - and girl. They have been fortunate to have each other. They have protected and supported one another and have grown to be a family.

Jack too, is entering a new phase of his life. He’s been struggling the last several years with depression and loneliness - which he has hidden very well from his clients and colleagues. The only person who has truly known him well is Dillon, his very loyal and faithful assistant for more than 20 years. It doesn’t matter that he’s one of the richest and most powerful people around, he’s spent a lot of time being unhappy and making reckless decisions. For the first time in his life, he’s felt as if he’s met his true soulmate, not just another random fuck buddy. Harrison has and will continue to change Jack’s life for the better. Blaze and Calista are a bonus and will have their own positive impact on him. Jack will have to deal with a few skeletons in his closet before he can truly be happy.

Harrison has taken his homeless life in stride. It was never easy, but having the close relationships he has with Calista and Blaze has made it easier. He’s always tried to be a happy, optimistic person despite the challenges of finding food or staying warm and dry. He never thought much about relationships, but always felt he’d find what he needed. Then, along came Jack. Harrison has big dreams and looks forward to fulfilling them now that he has found his true soulmate in Jack. Things are going tremendously for Harrison, though he will also find himself in a situation that will be one of the worst things he’s ever been through. It will test his relationship with Jack in a big way.

Lucas has finally transitioned to being the girl they’ve always wanted to be. SHE is now Calista. Homeless life was hard on her. It has been a tough time getting to this point. More things have gone wrong for her than right. The best things that have happened in her life have been Blaze and Harrison - and, Jack. Jack’s offer to help her fulfill her true self has been a lifesaver. Calista too has always tried to be happy, and now feels like she finally can be. She now seeks to follow her own dreams and find her own true love. She carries strong feelings for Jack and Harrison and Blaze. A terrible incident will set Calista back, but a major discovery will boost her recovery may make her stronger than ever. 

Blaze finds himself struggling more than he ever has. As he came into the weekend where he met Jack, he was already questioning his place in life. He’s never been one to see the bright side, he’s just made sure he survived. If it weren’t for Calista and Harrison, he’s not quite sure if he’d even be alive now. Blaze isn’t sold on this move and is worried he won't be able to handle a real life. He knows how to live on the streets. He knows how to survive. He doesn’t know what else to do. He’s not sure of who he is or what he wants. He is very lonely himself and pines for his past relationships. One former love will hurt him and one will change his life. He knows, at least one case, he might have actually been in real love. Jack and Blaze bond in an unexpected way and find they have much more in common than they realize. 

***

Jack loaded everyone into his Range Rover that he had parked at the small, mostly private airport. Everyone bid farewell to the flight crew, Jason and Abilo. Jack had arranged for all of the clothes and other goodies everyone bought over the weekend to be picked up later.

The two boys - and one girl - were glued to the windows taking in the new views. Jack took them on the scenic route for the hour plus drive to his massive estate. They drove on the roads along Lake Michigan past huge mansions, beach houses, and beautiful parks.

“This is sooo beautiful! These houses are so big!” Calista exclaimed.

“Yeah. This is pretty cool. I could get into this,” said Blaze trying to hide his excitement.

“Your house is huge like these, Jack?” asked Harrison.

“It’s, well, much much bigger.”

Jack had given them a basic description yesterday, but he went into a lot more detail today.

***

Joshua found out about the old, decaying, historic mansion set on a more than 1,500 acre estate on Lake Michigan. It was entirely secluded with its own private beach and dock. It had been sitting empty for more than 20 years, falling into terrible disrepair. Joshua would only move to Milwaukee to be with Jack if they could live somewhere amazing. It was only two years into their relationship and Jack still thought this was his forever man. He was able to buy the estate for a very reduced price and spent the next three years having it meticulously renovated to its original state. 

The mansion was built by an eccentric wealthy industrialist, Samuel W. Westing, in 1837 and is obnoxiously large. It is more than 38,000 square feet with at least 63 rooms. Jack actually doesn’t know how many rooms there are, that is just how many he’s counted. It has a servants quarters that is essentially its own residence, a carriage house with a living quarters and room for 12 cars and a beach house with yet another full home. This is all in addition to the 16 bedrooms and 28 bathrooms the house has. There are several secret rooms, hallways and tunnels. Many of the rooms in the house are connected by secret pathways. Jack has owned the home for almost 20 years and still doesn’t know everything about it.

Not that it is really Jack’s style, the house has been restored, as best as it could have been, to its original decor from the time it was built. The Westings liked several types of architecture - many of twitch didn’t really go together - especially gothic, medieval and tudor styles. The house is a strange mix of all three and very much represents the eccentricities of the Westing family. Jack figured, if he was going to own something like this, it would have to be just like it was when it was built. 

Most of the bedrooms are decorated for the family member that lived in them when the very first Westings lived there. Some of the bedrooms have barely been used in the lifetime of the house and have hardly any decor to them at all. 

Apparently, there are urban legends about various members of the Westing family and the things that went on in the house. The family was very reclusive and descendants lived in the house until the last one died in 1978.

There is a gigantic kitchen, a parlor, a ladies sitting room and a gentleman’s lounge, among lots of other common areas. A ballroom, a theater, a billiard room, and even a turkish bath are some of the more interesting things in the monstrous home. There’s an indoor pool and an outdoor pool, tennis courts, bocce courts and a ball field. Every bedroom has its own huge bathroom. The master suite is on its own floor. An elevator was added at some point. The basement is two levels and includes cold storage for food, a wine cellar, a fallout shelter, boiler and mechanicals rooms and a bunch of other creepy unused rooms. The deepest level is also the weirdest. There is a full dungeon in the basement. Not a dungeon like one in someone’s suburban basement, but a dark and dank one that has two cells and torture devices - a true midieval dungeon. While it is a very creepy, almost scary part of the house, it hasn’t gone unused.

The more modern amenities that Jack added include things as common as a gym and a full bar/dance club. They also included more unusual things like a more up to date play room with all of the accessories for the wildest BDSM play sessions. He also added a room that can only best be called the ‘assplay room’. It housed more than 100 dildos of all sizes and shapes. It also had benches and tables designed for long assplay sessions and lots of fucking. He even had two fucking machines custom built for the room. Bathrooms and bedrooms had gear permanently installed in them, like slings and hooks.

Joshua wanted to ‘collect boys’ and fill the rooms with hot boys that he could play with at any time. Since Joshua was never one to stick to anything that required effort, none of that ever materialized. After Joshua left, Jack had his own dreams of lots of cute boys living in the house and the other properties on the estate. His fantasy was more altruistic - he wanted to help these boys and give them a place to live. Justin was the first to move in, followed by Alex. Unfortunately, thanks to Alex, nothing else ever materialized.

***

Jack entered the drive through the giant iron gate bookended with stone walls. They continued down the road surrounded by forest on either side. They drove past the carriage house where Jack kept his other cars. It seemed like forever, but they finally pulled up to the house. There were four more cars parked in front of the house.

“That is your fucking house?!? Like, you really need a fucking house this big?” Blaze couldn’t believe what he was seeing. “This is bigger than the fucking White House!”

“Oh, my goodness, THIS is where we’re going to live?” Calista’s eyes were as big as saucers. “Is this a castle? What if I get lost in there? Are there a lot of other people living here? How many rooms does it have? Is there a pool? Do you have staff?” As usual, Calista had a ton of questions and asked them all at once.

“Shit, Jack. Even after all your descriptions, I still can’t believe it.” Harrison was as stunned as the rest. “Talk about an upgrade! From tent to mega-mansion!”

Jack just smiled at the whole scene. As they got out of the car, Justin appeared from the front door. His imposing presence caught everyone, but Jack, by surprise. 

Justin is a giant, a blend of a norse god and a femme party boy. He is 6’5” tall with a broad, thick body that is perfectly toned and sculpted. His bright platinum colored hair was buzzed on the sides and long, with a swoop, on the top. That and his piercing blue eyes made him appear to be glowing. He had perfectly smooth alabaster skin that was just slightly made up. The clothing he wore - a grey button down shirt and a pair of khakis - looked as if it were painted on. His pants were so tight, you could see the full outline of his hefty endowment. He capped it all off with a pair of navy Gucci loafers. He was quite a vision.

Calista leaned over at Blaze. “Damn, he’s hot!”

“Whatever, he looks like a big fag. I would tear him to shreds.”

As Justin approached, Jack introduced the boys to Justin. With all of the pleasantries aside, Justin led everyone into the house. Harrison grabbed Jack and held him back a moment.

“Damn Jack. The plane, the car, the house; you can’t imagine how horny I am for you right now.”

“Easy boy, we will get to have all the fun you want soon enough. Let’s get settled in and get some dinner. I promise you can do anything you want to me.”

“I am trying to decide if I think Justin is hot or not. He looks kinda femme, but not like Calista though.”

“Trust me, Justin is all man. Don’t be fooled by the flamboyant exterior. There’s a sadistic Master in there. In fact, I think you should spend some time with him, he can teach you how to be a real Dom.”

“Is that what you want me to be?”

“I want you to be anything and anyone you want. You can be many things. You don’t have to limit yourself. But yeah, I kinda like the idea of you dominating me.”

Just as Jack was about to kiss Harrison, Calista ran out.

“Come on boys! We’re touring the house!!”

Jack let Justin lead the crew on a tour of much of the house. They were encouraged to explore on their own since a full tour would take hours. Justin pointed out some of the common places - the kitchen, the gameroom, the gym, the pool - and then took them upstairs for the fun stuff. He showed them the two huge playrooms off of a large center hallway. There were also five other bedrooms and a bathroom off the same hall. He pointed out the other hallway where his room and three more bedrooms were and invited them to pay him a visit whenever they wanted. 

“Didn’t you say some other dude lived here?” Blaze asked about the guy everyone kept warning them about. 

“That locked door leads to the servant’s quarters - that’s where Alex stays.” Justin pointed down a hall with yet another three bedrooms and a study. He further explained that Alex had his own entrance and rarely engaged with either him or Jack. He suggested they try to avoid him. This left everyone with lots of questions. Jack deflected the conversation by asking Calista and Blaze which bedrooms they wanted. There were many to choose from.

After darting in and out of rooms like a cat with the zoomies, Calista chose a room that had clearly belonged to a woman or a girl at one time. It was done up in bright pastels with gold trims and all sorts of other embellishments. There was a gigantic portrait above the fireplace that was likely of the young girl who first occupied the room. The rest of the artwork was of landscapes and flowers. The large, luxurious bathroom was done in pink and grey marble. There was a big four-poster bed with a canopy that had fringes hanging around it and a light veil that covered everything. It was filled with all kinds of fancy furniture. The walk in closet looked like the inside of an expensive clothing store - and was as large as one. There were two large windows and a balcony that looked over the back of the property and to the lake.

Blaze found a room that was much more like him - dark and brooding. It only had one small window that looked out over the forest. The walls were dark mahogany paneling that matched the dark floors. There were two huge black rugs and minimal furniture. Even the bathroom was severe. The bed was covered in dark blankets and pillows. The artwork on the walls featured war scenes and other fairly violent images. The fireplace looked like it had come from a gothic cathedral. 

“Should I pick a room?” Harrison wanted to know.

“Um, no? I was thinking you’d be with me. Our room is upstairs.”

Harrison smiled widely and hugged Jack.

“Yeah, it’s hardly a ‘room’, it’s more like an apartment,” Justin informed Harrision before steering things back to the task at hand. “Why don’t we all get settled and cleaned up for dinner? We’ll meet up in the dining room in an hour. I have food coming in from one of Jack’s favorite places. Then you can all explore at your leisure,” Justin encouraged.

“Mama Lorenza’s?”

“Absolutely, my friend.”

“Fuck yes! You boys are in for a treat!”

Jack took Harrison by the hand and took him up the grand staircase that led up to the master suite.

***

About ten years ago, when Joshua left, Jack was all alone in this humongous house. In his depression over the break up, he took up residence in the guest suite on the first floor. He barely left this room, hardly turned on any lights and basically just ignored the house. He sustained himself on scotch, bourbon and italian cold cut sandwiches that he had delivered from his favorite place. The only person he saw, or ever spoke to, for almost a month was his assistant Dillon. If it wasn’t for Dillon, Jack would have lost a lot of his clients, or at least would have pissed them off. Dillon kept things moving. It was Dillon who convinced Jack to get out again.

Jack knew he needed to get things back on track, so he followed Dillon’s advice and went out. He would go to Chicago, where he had an apartment, and go to bars and clubs. He got back on the road to meet up with his clients. He basically avoided being at the big, lonely mansion for a while. He spent the next several months partying and working - and avoiding his own feelings and emotions. He was still depressed, he just drowning it in sex, booze, drugs and work. He coasted through the holidays and the cold Chicago winter in a blur.

As the weather warmed up, Jack began to feel slightly better. He eased up on his partying and paid more attention to himself. He had just had a big week in DC where he made some very successful deals, moving some important legislation and securing a few big Senate campaigns. He returned to Chicago and decided he’d go out and celebrate. He went to one of the big gay clubs. A big DJ was in town and the place was packed. Jack found himself a spot at the bar where he could perch. He could pretty much keep to himself, drink without having to fight to get to the bar and he could watch the boys dance. It was this night that he met Justin Kramer. 

You couldn’t miss Justin. He was tall and had thick, bright blonde hair that was slicked back. He had these piercing blue eyes that seemed to always be staring at you. He looked like a party boy, or as if he were plucked from a runway at a Paris fashion show. He wasn’t masculine, but wasn’t quite feminine either. It appeared as if he were wearing expensive designer clothes. He was dancing with a loud, drunk group of girls. Jack found the girls annoying, but couldn't keep his eyes off of Justin. After a while Justin and the obnoxious girls disappeared into the crowd. Jack turned back to his drink.

“I thought I should come a little closer so you can get a better look at me.”

Jack turned to his left and there was Justin leaning right into him.

“Well, you are even more stunning up close.”

“I’ll bet you’re as old as my Dad.”

“Stunning, but maybe a little rude…”

“My Dad is 42. How old are you?”

“I’m as old as your Dad. Actually, Your Dad is younger.”

“Ha! I knew it. Are you going to buy me a drink, Daddy?”

“I”ll buy you a drink if you promise not to call me Daddy.”

“Okay, fine. You’re no fun. I’m Justin.”

“I’m lots of fun and I’m Jack. Are you even old enough to drink?”

“My ID says I am, but I’m not even half your age.” Justin laughed as he said this. Jack just rolled his eyes.

Jack motioned to the bartender to get Justin a drink. They talked for a short while. Jack liked Justin’s cocky attitude. He felt a little bit like he was with a taller, buffer, gayer Joshua. After about 30 minutes, Justin put his hand on Jack’s neck and brushed his fingers through Jack’s hair.

“I hope you don’t have plans tonight because I am taking you home with me.”

“Oh, are you?”

“Yes. I’ll be right back.”

Justin dashed off and reunited with his little harem. They all looked over and made faces and pointed as Justin told them about his conquest. Jack watched as Justin pulled cash from his pocket and handed it off to one of the girls. She walked away while he and the other girls got more drinks and danced a bit. When the girlz returned, she slipped something into Justin’s pocket. He kissed her on the head and then said goodbye to his friends.

“I hope you’re not too old for a little candy.” Justin placed two yellow pills on the bar next to Jack’s drink. They were thick and had little cats printed on them. “They’re called ‘Fuck Me Kitty’ and they’re supposed to be amazing. Super intense. Ever met Molly before?”

“Yes, I know her well,” Jack said as he scooped the pills up and dropped them in his pocket.

“Good. Let’s pop one and see how it goes. I was told we won’t even need the other, but I never believe that.”

This night was shaping up to be a little bit like the first time with Joshua.

They tapped their pills and popped them in their mouths. It would only be a few minutes before they started to feel the effects. Justin dragged Jack to the dancefloor where they got lost in the music, lights and each other for nearly two hours. They couldn’t keep their hands off of one another. At one point, Justin pulled Jack’s hand down to his crotch and ran it along his hard cock. Jack was amazed at how big it was. It felt like it went on forever. Justin smiled at Jack and they walked off the dancefloor.

Justin took Jack to a dark corner of the club and pushed him against the wall. He put the full pressure of his body into Jack and grabbed Jack by the hair, pulling his head back. Justin leaned down and began to kiss Jack hard and deep. He ran his other hand down the back of Jack’s pants and slid his fingers into the crack of Jack’s sweaty ass. Justin was very strong and Jack was helpless to do anything other than allow himself to be taken.

Justin quickly backed off Jack. “We’re leaving. Now.” Justin stuck his hand in the waistband of Jack’s pants and dragged him, almost literally, behind him. They dashed through the club and out the front door, pausing for a moment to feel the cool night air on their sweaty bodies. Without missing a beat, Justin jumped in front of a couple about to step into a cab and threw Jack into the car before getting in himself. He told the driver where to go and made Jack pay. At this point, Jack was so disoriented, he just handed a wad of cash to the driver.

The cab ride was pretty quiet. Justin just leaned back, opening the window to let the night air blow over him. Jack’s heart was racing. He was sweating. He was beyond horny. All he could think about was Justin fucking him. He rubbed one hand along Justin’s leg and the other nervously fidgeting with his hair. When the cab stopped, Justin yanked Jack from the car and dragged him once again. Jack wasn’t sure what to make of this roughness, but he assumed it was only going to get worse. Justin pushed Jack into the elevator and stood over him. Jack was only 5’11”, Justin towered over him. 

“Strip. Like, right now. Get fucking naked.”

Jack was so wildly high that he didn’t even blink at being told to get naked in an elevator. He ripped his clothes off as fast as he could. When the elevator stopped on Justin’s floor, he was commanded to get out and walk. Jack grabbed his clothes and started walking. He was still sweating and feeling very woozy. Whatever they took was acting very differently than the ecstasy that Jack was used to. Justin was clearly in much more control and was getting off on it.

They walked into the apartment and Justin slammed the door shut and pushed Jack against the wall. He started running his big hands all over Jack’s sweaty body. He was staring down at him, breathing heavily. Jack couldn’t handle it anymore.

“Please, please, please fuck me. God damn, I need you to fuck me so hard. Please.”

Justin didn’t need to be told twice. He grabbed Jack by the hair and led him to the bed. He threw Jack down and stripped off his own clothes. Jack had no idea what he was in for, but it would be one of the most intense things he'd ever experience. With his face buried in the bed, he couldn’t see what was coming. First Justin lubed up Jack’s ass. He ran his fingers over Jack’s waiting hole. He slowly pushed his fingers, one at a time, into Jack’s ass. Jack let out a loud frustrated moan.

“Ugh! Fuck my ass Justin. Fuck me. Fuck me. FUCK ME! Please!!”

“Listen to you beg, you pathetic bitch.”

By now, Justin’s cock was dripping precum from its massive head. He pushed his head against Jack’s hole and forced his way in. Jack let out a loud yelp. There was a sharp pain that was quickly replaced by the feeling of extreme pleasure. Justin’s thick cock slid deep into Jack’s ass. It felt like it was endless. Once Justin was all the way in he leaned down and bit Jack’s shoulder. Jack was shuddering, sweating and essentially losing his mind.

“I’m going to rip you apart, dude. You’re going to beg me to stop.”

“Do it. Destroy me. Fuck me hard. Make it hurt.”

“Damn, you’re wild. You asked for it.”

Justin began to work Jack’s hole, starting off slowly and quickly building up to a rapid pace. Justin was as crazed as Jack was. He’s not used to a guy so willingly accepting his massive cock. It is easily the biggest cock anyone has ever had. Most guys are afraid of it, but not Jack, especially not now. Jack continued to beg Justin to fuck him hard and Justin obliged.

At one point, Justin was fucking Jack with such intensity that he blacked out while pummeling his bottom’s hole. Jack himself was in a daze as he let this new boy assault him. Justin also bit and scratched at Jack, leaving marks and bruises. At one point he bit so hard, he even drew blood. They fucked in just about every position possible. Justin was rough and violent. He flipped Jack over and started to fucked him missionary style. He kept pushing Jack back and forcing him into a position where Justin was able to stand up and Jack was straining to hold his body up. From here Justin was pile driving Jack’s ass with ferocity. Jack just begged and begged for more. Justin stood up and picked Jack up like he was nothing and shoved him down on his cock, fucking him in mid air. He bent Jack over and fucked him doggy while standing with one foot on his face. Jack was being seriously abused. He would feel this when the drugs wore off.

The fucking went on for hours. Justin threw Jack around like a rag doll. He grabbed, smacked and choked Jack, who was helpless to fight the strength and size of this otherwise deceiving boy. At the club, Justin seemed like a femme boy who would want to be dominated. In reality, Justin was a violent, strong, sadistic Dom who took what he wanted. The drugs only intensified the situation. Justin was relentless. Jack was desperate for more. Even Joshua, who was pretty rough on Jack, was nothing like this. 

Justin finally tensed up, grabbed Jack’s hips so hard he could have torn Jack in half, and let out a loud grunt as he shot his cum into Jack’s guts. He thrust multiple times as his cum blasted from his cock like a power washer. Without even touching himself, Jack blasted his load all over Justin’s bed. They both collapsed into a panting pile of sweaty flesh.

“DAMN dude. No one lets me take them like that.” Justin said breathlessly.

“That was fucking amazing. Please tell me you can go again. Please.”

“Fuck, these drugs got you crazed man.”

“Yes. Please don’t stop now.”

“I’m still amazed you took me like such a champ. Guys usually won’t even let me try to fuck them.”

Jack knew he was being pounded by a pretty big cock. He finally looked over to see the monster that was semi-hard and laying on Justin’s belly. 

“Holy fuck. That is fucking huge.”

“I’ll bet it is the biggest you’ve ever had.”

“It definitely is, and I’ve had a lot of cock in my lifetime. Just how big is it?”

“More than 13 inches and more than seven around. I’m a big boy in every way.”

“Jesus fucking Christ! You are a big boy. That’s what drew me to you. Can you fuck me some more, please?”

“I need a shower man. Wait here, I’ll be right back.”

Justin went into his bathroom and hopped in the shower. Jack was still feeling the effects of the pill he took hours earlier. He was still at the peak of his high. He desperately wanted Justin to fuck him some more. He started to rub his fingers along his hole, sliding them in one or two at a time. Before long, and without even realizing it, Jack was pushing all of his fingers in, and finally, Jack was fisting his own ass. He frantically fist fucked himself trying to satisfy his insatiable need to have his hole filled. Justin finished his shower and came back into the room.

“Damn, dude, you are so fucked up. You can’t stop, can you?”

Jack just moaned as he continued to fist himself. Justin came over to the bed and grabbed Jack’s hand and pulled it out of his ass. He rolled Jack over and pulled his hips up into the air. He reached into a drawer in his nightstand and pulled out a different container of lube than what he’d been fucking with.

“If you want to get fisted, you need to take these hands, not those little faggot hands of yours.”

Jack shuddered as he thought of Justin’s giant hands inside of him. Much like everything else, Justin’s hands were huge. They were big enough to easily palm a basketball. He dipped his hand into the jar of sticky, thick fisting lube and completely covered his hand and arm. Justin didn’t hold back at all, he pushed his fingers against Jack’s hole and shoved his fist in. Jack screamed as the giant hand ripped his hole open. Justin just went to work, fisting in and out and deeper with each thrust. 

“Aw, man, I want to work this hole for days.”

The fisting didn’t go on for too long since Justin was winding down from his high and he wanted to finally get some rest. The sun was coming up outside, meaning they had been at each other for at least six hours. Even though Jack was still flying, Justin needed to crash. He gave a few more thrusts of his fist deep into Jack’s hole and pulled out. Jack immediately cried out, “no! Please don’t stop!”

“You need to fucking chill dude.”

After he wiped his arm off, Justin grabbed Jack and pulled him into him. He kissed him on the back of his neck and wrapped his arm around him tightly, making Jack his little spoon. He slid his cock deep into Jack’s ass.

“Just fucking relax, man. We need to sleep. You need to stop. Chill the fuck out.”

Jack just squirmed in Justin’s grip, panting and sweating like a dog in heat. He pulled tightly on Justin’s arms holding on to him for dear life. Justin gently eased his cock with a slow, gentle fucking, trying to keep Jack satisfied. He held one hand around Jack’s throat, causing Jack to lose consciousness a little. Eventually, Jack began to calm down. The feeling of the beautiful, giant, strong boy holding him tightly, lightly choking him and holding his cock inside of him made Jack slip into a different phase of his high - the come down. Both men fell into a deep sleep. 

It wasn’t until nearly ten hours later that they woke up.

“God damn. I feel like I just lost a fight.” Jack was coming to and feeling pretty worn out.

“I did beat the shit out of you. You begged me to.”

“Ugh. Can I have some water?”

“Yep. Get me some too. Then you need to order some food for us.”

Instinctually, Jack just did as he was told, bringing Justin several glasses of water and taking care of his needs before his own. They ordered food and cuddled up in bed.

“You had better not plan on leaving anytime soon.”

“Um, I guess not.”

“No, you know not. I’m not done with you.”

“I’m here for whatever you want, Sir.”

“I like Master better.”

“Yes, Master.”

While they waited for their dinner, Justin had Jack worship his cock. It was tough for Jack to take it too deep in his mouth, but he did all he could to swallow as much as he could. When the food arrived, Justin had Jack feed him like he was a king. After dinner, Justin made Jack worship his body from head to toe, before he went on another fucking and fisting spree. In between naps here and there, they went on with each other well into the next morning. 

Justin’s alarm went off. 

“Now I’m done with you. You can get the fuck out now.”

“Um...ok…?”

“Are you confused by that? I said I was done with you. I need to get ready for work. Get the fuck out.”

Jack jumped out of bed and found his clothes and shoes and quickly got dressed. Justin walked over to his kitchen area and was looking through the refrigerator. Neither of them said another word to each other. Just as Jack was about to walk out the door, Justin called Jack over.

“Come here.” Justin pointed to the floor in front of him. He pulled a sharpie marker out of a cup on the counter. He grabbed Jack’s arm and pushed his sleeve up. Jack pulled away a bit. “Don’t fucking pull away from me.” Justin took an even stronger hold of Jack’s arm. “You need to remember this. Text me tonight. I want you to make a video for me. Call me tomorrow and tell me where you’re taking me to dinner on Friday. Then don’t fucking bother me until I contact you or we meet up on Friday. Got it?” He wrote his name and phone number in big block letters on Jack’s arm. 

“Got it. See ya.” 

Jack went to his Chicago apartment to shower and change into work clothes. Once he arrived at the office, he went to his desk and rolled up his sleeve. Just as he did, Dillon came into his office.

“What is that?”

“My new boyfriend’s number.”

***

“Holy fucking shit! You could put ten of those hotel rooms in here!” Harrison exclaimed as he walked into the master suite.

“I don’t think it is that big, but it is a huge room. Check it all out.” Jack offered as he walked over to the bathroom to get himself washed up.

Harrison quickly wandered all over the giant suite. There were three separate rooms all open to one another. The room was made up in a midcentury modern design with rich dark colors, cool contemporary art and furniture, and large floor to ceiling windows. In one corner, in front of the windows, there was a bench with places to lock in someone’s wrists and ankles. A sling hung next to it. There was a large balcony with a hot tub on it off the part of the room that was the main bedroom. There was a loungey sitting area with cozy furniture and a full bar. The only modern things in that room were the giant TV and the gaming systems. The other room was a dressing area with tables and mirrors, dressers and a massive walk-in closet. 

“This is fucking amazing!” Harrison was quite excited about his new living situation. He walked into the bathroom where Jack was standing in his underwear, brushing his teeth in front of a mirror. Harrison stripped off his clothes and came up behind Jack. He slipped his underwear down and began to feel Jack’s ass. “Bend over my love, I”m going to fuck the hell out of you right now.”

***

Jack and Harrison had a quick little fuck session before they both got dressed and went down for dinner. They were a little late. Calista was already down there with Justin. Blaze was still not there.

“I know what you two were doing!” Calista shouted out with a bit of sass.

“Shush. I needed to!” Harrison snapped back.

They both broke into laughter.

“Do they always act like children?” Justin asked Jack.

“No, but they are a lot of fun. You’re going to love having them around. It will liven this place up.”

“I hope so. Isn’t someone still missing?”

“Yeah, does anyone know where Blaze is?”

“He’s not coming down. He told me to bring something up to him.” Calista informed everyone.

“What’s wrong with him? Is he still being a moody bitch?” Harrison was a little annoyed.

“Leave him alone Harry. He’s going through some stuff. He needs space. You know he’s not like you and me.”

“You’re right. But he still should realize this is all a good thing.”

They chowed down on Jack’s favorite Italian food and seemed to have a great time. Justin enjoyed meeting Jack’s new friends. They ate, drank and laughed for a couple of hours. Justin was the first to get up from the table.

“Well, I was going to go out, but instead I think I’m just going to watch a movie.”

“Oooh! I want to see a movie!” Calista was her usual excited self, something Justin was going to need to get used to.

“Sure, you’ll love the theater. It’s a million times better than the movie theater at the mall! Jack, Harrison, are you joining us?”

“Sure, I….”

“Jack, why don’t we...um, watch TV in our room?” Harrison cut Jack off and made it clear what he wanted.

“Oh you two just want to fuck again. AGAIN. Come on Justin, we don’t need them to have fun. We talls will be fine on our own!” Calista grabbed Justin and they left the room.

“Are you sure you don’t want to…”

Harrison put his finger over Jack’s mouth. “I just want to be with you. I am so excited and happy and I don’t even know. I love you so much Jack. I can’t believe you’re doing this for all of us. I just want to be with you. Tonight...and forever.”

“I can’t argue with that.”

They grabbed a plate of food for Blaze and went off to enjoy their first night together in their new home.

***

Blaze didn’t really spend anytime checking out his room. He stripped off his clothes and just crawled into bed. He slept for a while - until he was interrupted by Calista.

“Come on! It’s dinner time!”

“Yeah, fuck that. I’m not into family hour.”

“Jeez, Blaze! What is wrong? This house is amazing! We don’t have to sleep on the ground! We each have our own BATHROOM!”

“Shut up already. Just leave me alone. I just want to fucking be alone.” Blaze buried himself under the covers.

“Blaze, come on. Please. I want us to all have fun here.” Calista started to cry a little as she walked over to Blaze’s bed.

“Don’t fucking come over here. Seriously dude, um, girl, whatever. Just leave me alone. You can bring me food later. JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!”

Calista stood there and cried a little more.

“Are you fucking serious with the crying? JUST GO!”

Calista ran out and back to her room to regain her composure. She had to reapply her makeup since crying made her eyes run.

Blaze was back in his head again. He suddenly missed DC. He actually missed being in the park. He felt a sense of dread that his life was never going to go as well as Harrison’s or Calista’s. It’s like he knew Jack would do anything for him and all he wanted was to go back to being homeless. It is all he knew.

This new, fabulous life that was being promised scared him.

Thanks for reading and welcome to the next series about Jack, Harrison, Calista and Blaze. I think you'll enjoy it. Please let me know what you think!