The Mansion Boys...and Girl

Reader discretion is adviced, this story contain graphic content depicting violence which may not be suitable to all readers. This is a fictional story and do not portray real events or real persons.

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This is a chapter devoted just to Jack and Harrison, who this who story is mainly about. The part where Jack shares his lowest point in his life with Harrison, including the darkest moment in his life, could be a tough read for some. It is important to their relationship, though. 

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Harrison licked his lips as he lifted his head off Jack’s small dick. He pushed Jack’s legs back, very gently since he was still recovering from his sexual mishap with Blaze, and brought his head down to Jack’s hole. He took his time licking and sucking at his man’s tasty hole, getting him nice and relaxed for what would come next. It wasn’t even necessary, given Jack’s extensive history of bottoming, but Harrison liked to do it anyway. 

Once he’d had enough ass eating, Harrison aimed his giant rocket at Jack’s very ready, wide open tunnel. As much as he wanted to pound Jack to bits, he was being extra careful during this convalescent period. He still needed his man’s ass, but he had to go easy. Harrison actually liked taking his time fucking Jack. It was just another way to enjoy the man he loved so much. The feeling of Jack’s sloppy hole gliding over his cock made him wild.

He eased his cock in, inch by inch, until all ten of them were deep inside of Jack and his hefty balls were resting against Jack’s ass. Once inside, Harrison leaned down and kissed Jack passionately. He then slowly pulled back about half way and then slid back in. He would keep up this slow pace for a while, eventually pulling completely out and sliding right back in, Jack’s gaping hole always ready. Harrison stared into Jack’s eyes as he made love to him. He still couldn’t get over, now a year later, how lucky he was to have such an amazing man in his life - an amazing man that was all his. 

These morning sessions were a sexy way to start the day and Harrison savored every minute of them. He knew he’d have to cum eventually so he could help Jack get ready for work and make him a little breakfast. But first, he was going to enjoy his lover and then felch his thick load out of Jack’s ass before he would do anything else. Harrison loved this little morning fuck with a little snack on the side. The boy’s kinks were evolving and he was starting to be more bold about them.

***

Because of his injuries, Jack had to push his DC trip back a week. That gave him and Harrison more time to spend together. Every day, Harrison came right home from school to take care of Jack. It included things like helping him shower and get dressed, bringing him food and stuff like that. Of course, it also included keeping both of them sexually satisfied. As if it were possible, spending this much more time with Jack meant they had even more sex with one another. 

Every morning and at least every night, Harrison fucked Jack. Sometimes hard, more often soft, but always for long sessions. Jack’s broken nose was healing pretty well, but taking Harrison’s giant cock was a little uncomfortable for the time being. No matter, Harrison sucked Jack’s cock and ate Jack’s ass for long stretches several times a day. They worshiped each other’s feet and hands. And, there was always plenty of fisting and dildos. Even they were surprised at how constantly horny for each other they were.

Harrison loved all of this extra time with the man he loved. He knew it would be a busy year with a major new campaign coming up, so he took advantage of every minute he could have with Jack. CJ and the professor didn’t get as much of Harrison’s attention as they liked, but they understood. 

There was no doubt in his mind that Jack was his soulmate and Harrison was thinking of ways to strengthen their already strong relationship. He didn’t worry so much about losing Jack to another boy as much as he worried about Jack’s mental health. Sure, Jack was doing really well, but Harrison always thought there was a fine line between happy Jack and depressed Jack. For as happy as Jack was at this point, there were still signs of his weaker mental state. The incident with Blaze was a perfect example of how fragile both of them were. It was a common topic between Garrett and Harrison, which brought them closer together as friends. Friends with benefits, of course.

It was a Saturday night, just before Jack was to head to DC for an extended trip, so Harrison planned a special date night for them. He didn’t overplan, in fact, it really was just a nice dinner at one of Jack’s favorite restaurants and spending the night at Jack’s Milwaukee apartment. Harrison had the chef at the restaurant - a good friend of Jack’s - prepare an amazing tasting menu of all of Jack’s favorites. The restaurant happened to be in one of the many buildings Jack owned. It was one of the crown jewels in his portfolio - a spectacular luxury highrise on the lakefront, the 7seventy7. It happened to be the same building where Jack’s Milwaukee penthouse was. 

In the whole year they had been together, Jack only brought Harrison to the penthouse once and that was a quick visit to simply pick something up. It was an amazing place, even more fabulous than the Chicago apartment. Jack always brushed off why he didn’t want to go there. Harrison never understood why Jack would avoid the penthouse he designed in a building he was particularly proud of.

“Harrison, this is absolutely one of the best dinners I’ve ever had. I always have a great meal here, but this was out of this world. Kind of like you.”

“You know we’ve been together a year now, well a little longer than that actually. I don’t know how that slipped by us. I wanted to celebrate.”

“This has been the best year of my life - all because of you. Yeah, there’s others who made it special, but if it wasn’t for you…” Jack wiped away a tear.

“Ok! Let’s not get all sappy now. I think we have solidly established how gushy we are for each other.”

With the intention of taking Jack upstairs to the penthouse, Harrison stopped in the day before to give the place a good cleaning, with CJ’s help. This was also a good opportunity for them to flip fuck each other. After all, Harrison does nothing that doesn’t involve sex in some way. He brought in a case of the fancy champagne they drank their first night together. He bought big, fluffy robes and slippers for them to wear, also a reminder of that night. He created a warm, cozy, romantic atmosphere for them to have a quiet night just loving on each other. His only worry was that Jack wouldn’t go up there and might even be mad at Harrison for trying too hard.

“So, what else do you have planned?”

“Hmmm, well, Jack, not a whole lot really. I had hoped the rest of the night could be a little like our first night together.”

“I love that idea! I remember every second like it was yesterday. Easily the most amazing night of my life. Knowing how witty you can be, I’m guessing we have a suite at The Pfister?”

“No, I was think…” hearing the name of one of Milwaukee’s iconic hotels threw Harrison off,  “wait a minute, there is a hotel called the fister? As in what we love to do to each other all the time?”

Jack burst into laughter, “not the fister as in our favorite hobby, no. It’s a famous luxury hotel in Milwaukee, The Pfister - with a silent ‘P’. Ugh, the innuendo just keeps getting worse. Never mind. Where are we going?”

“Please don’t be mad at me. I really wanted to do something special, so I…um…got into the penthouse and cleaned it up and made it really sexy and romantic for us.”

“Harrison. I’m not mad, but I told you I don’t like going there. Please, let’s figure something else out.”

“I don’t want to ruin this amazing night, but why won’t you go up there? It’s fucking amazing, Jack! Like, the most amazing place I’ve ever seen. I think it is even nicer than the Chicago place! I made it really nice up there. Please.”

Jack simply melted. Harrison’s face was too much for him to resist. The effort that he put into this night really made Jack feel amazing and so loved. Feeling loved was something Jack struggled with. He was finally realizing, he deserves to be loved. 

Jack almost never turned Harrison down for anything. Harrison could probably ask him to jump off a bridge with him and Jack wouldn’t refuse him. Despite his ugly memories of the penthouse, he knew he had to not only tell Harrison what happened there, but he had to accept his invitation. 

“Ok. But let’s take a walk first. I want to tell you why I've hated this place. This place that I built to be my escape from the mansion.”

Harrison felt Jack’s demeanor immediately change. He was suddenly in a dark space and looked distressed. I think I might have really fucked this up. Fuck me! I should have just let this go. He’s so fucking sad now. “Forget it, Jack. We can go to the fisting hotel.” Harrison intentionally said the name of The Pfister incorrectly.

The smile Harrison was hoping for was achieved, with even a little giggle. “No, silly boy. We’re not going to the fisting hotel. Just let me tell you the story and we’ll go upstairs. I should probably get over this anyway.”

Jack went on to tell Harrison about one of the lowest points in his life. He had alluded to it before, but he never really went into detail. He shared how he went on a horrible bender with drugs and alcohol. How he went looking for dangerous situations with the hopes something dreadful would happen. As they walked toward the lake, Harrison tried hard not to cry. He wanted to be strong for Jack as he bore the deepest, darkest parts of his soul. He held Jack close as they walked.

He couldn’t believe Jack actually wanted to die that badly - and how close he was to it actually happening.

They stood at a rail near the water as Jack continued his story. He told Harrison about meeting Alex. “That first night should have made it clear I should run away from him. Instead, I thought I was in love. Fucking idiot.”

“You’re not an idiot, Jack. Just vulnerable.”

“Weak is more like it. Alex dominated my life. Justin, Dillon, Wagner - they all tried their hardest to get me to get rid of him. I ignored all of them. Dr. Tern even intervened since he had to patch me up after the things Alex did to me.”

“I’m so sorry Jack. I wish I could make this all go away.”

“Me too. Anyway, the rough fucking I got in the unfinished pool was the least of Alex’s abuses. He beat the shit out of me too many times to count, and no longer in the way I like. I kept Dr. Tern busy. We were both fucked out of our heads on some illicit substance most of the time. Yeah, he fucked me like I wanted, fisted me, throat fucked me - I loved all of that. But he was so angry. It’s like he took every bad thing that ever happened to him out on me. The poor kid had a really shitty life up until that point. He did this all in that penthouse.”

“Shit Jack. Now we really don’t have to go up there.”

“There’s more.”

“For fuck’s sake Jack! How much more could there be?” Harrison’s face went white at the thought of what was coming next. 

“We talked about my scars and I said they were all from Joshua. They’re not.” Jack pulled his shirt up and revealed a long scar on Jack’s side just above his hip, “this is one of Alex’s. So is this one, this one, the one on my leg and…this one.” The last one he showed Harrison was a scar that was about two inches. It was right under his neck, just above his sternum. 

“Jack, no. What…what…happened?”

“The sort of short version of the story - which is the only version you’re getting right now - is Alex was going to kill me.” Jack paused for a moment. “I told him to.”

Harrison went numb. He was in such shock, he couldn’t even cry. He felt chills flow through his body. Every time he thought it was the worst of the story, it got even worse. 

“Jack…I…ummmm…I don’t understand…why? Why? He was going to do it?”

“Yes. I told him within a week of meeting him that I wanted him to put an end to my misery. It was like I told him he just won the lottery. He was excited at the possibility. We made a plan. In our fucked up, meth induced state of horniness and craziness, we made a fucking plan. I told him not to warn me, not to do it right away. He was to surprise me and I wouldn’t stop him. I told him to try more than once and not do it on the first try. Hence the scars on my shoulders and the one on my hip. The one on my leg was just him being a dick.”

“I don’t know if I can handle this anymore.”

“Sorry, kiddo you wanted to know.” Jack realized that sounded snippy. He turned and looked right at Harrison, holding his head up by his chin. “If we’re going to spend our lives together, you have to know this, ok?” A teary eyed Harrison nodded affirmatively. This was a lot for him to take. Jack continued.

“After a few weeks together, he was ready. We were fucking on the floor. The place was a mess. Garbage everywhere, piss and shit, cum, blood stains were on the furniture and pretty much all over. I was at my end. I couldn’t go on any further. He fucked me senseless, beating me as he did. He had me against the wall and was raping my ass. We were against a giant piece of art framed with glass. He smashed his fist into it and grabbed a piece of glass. He pressed it against my neck and asked me if I was ready. I didn’t say anything. I just stared at him blankly. He pushed it into my neck. The piece he grabbed was pretty wide, like almost 3 inches, it made the scar you see here. He went to push it all the way. Then he stopped. Had he not, it would have been pretty instantaneous. Something clicked in his head. The rage in his face disappeared. He looked like he saw a ghost. He backed away and dropped the piece of glass and looked at his bloody hand.”

“Oh my fucking god, Jack. He couldn’t do it?”

“No. I stepped away from the wall and went up to him. I looked him in the eyes and told him I was sorry for pushing him to that limit. I took him in my arms and hugged him. I took him to the bathroom and cleaned him up, then myself. I was relieved that he cracked at the last minute. I didn’t call the doctor until the next day. I just took Alex to bed and held him. The only thing he finally said was that he wasn’t a killer. The next day we didn’t talk about it. I left to go back to the mansion. I felt bad for him being alone, so I sent a car for him. Once he got to the mansion, asshole Alex began to resurface. He moved in, used me occasionally, and then eventually never. I told him I’d take care of him, even though he treated me like shit. You know the rest.”

“Fuck, Jack. You were inches away from…fuck…I can’t even say it. Did you still want to…to…die after that?”

“Sort of, but not for long. Dillon and Justin took over my life for a while and got me back on track. If it wasn’t for them, my business would have shut down. It was this experience that I realized what Justin was to me and how important he was. I had already known that about Dillon. Seeing how they took care of me, even though I thought I didn’t deserve it, was what made me realize I should live. I still wanted to go to that edge, but I didn’t want to take the plunge.”

“Do you still want to go to that edge? Do you still think about ending it all?” Harrison had genuine fear and worry in his face. He was afraid of what Jack was going to say.

“No. Absolutely not. And since I met you? I not only want to live, I want to live forever. I want to live my best life. I want to live to make you happy. I’ll never go down that dark path again. Never. Not as long as you are here with me.”

“Jack, I will never, ever fucking leave you. Never. Fucking. Ever.”

They stood there and hugged each other so tightly, it was as if they were trying to melt into one another. After a few minutes, Harrison told Jack they had to go up to the penthouse.

“I know it is painful, but we need to go up there and erase those demons. You and me, together, are going to make new memories up there. Good ones. Happy ones. Sexy fucking ones.”

“You are so fucking amazing. I don’t know what I did to deserve you.”

“You went through fucking hell! I'm your god damned prize for surviving!”

***

As they rode up the elevator to the top floor, Harrison stood behind Jack and held him tightly.

“Are you nervous or anything?”

“No. It’s fine. The place is completely different from when everything happened. I just know there will be ghosts of that experience. You know? I’ll definitely remember the exact spot where I was almost brought to my end. I’ll be able to kinda see where things were.”

“I’ve never been through anything like this, so please make sure you tell me what you need. You have to communicate with me, ok?”

“I will. I promise I will.”

They stepped off the elevator and to the front door of the penthouse. Harrison unlocked the door and they went in. Immediately, Jack felt a sense of ease. Harrison’s romantic redo made the place look completely different than it was when it was remodeled and far from the way it was when Alex lived there.

The penthouse was absolutely huge. It was technically a studio, but it was so sprawling that it was hard to define it as such. It was decorated in a modern, minimalist style. The furniture was in blues, burgundies and mustard colors. The walls were painted shades of gray with a dark eggplant colored accent wall. The floor was a dark gray wood with rugs scattered about. The kitchen area was like the one in the mansion - all white with black and stainless steel and a white tiled floor. Two entire walls were nothing but glass. On one side the full window wall overlooked the lake. On the other side, it overlooked the city. The window with the lake view also overlooked the rooftop deck. Jack’s unit was the first one in the row of penthouses along the deck. The windows were mirrored on the outside and that whole area was soundproofed from the 24 hour space below. 

There were several pieces of contemporary art by Milwaukee artists all around the room. The work of art that Alex took the broken glass from was a favorite of Jack’s and had been repaired, reframed and rehung - in the same exact spot. There was a full bathroom off the main living area. The lighting was minimal. Harrison kept it all off and just had some well placed candles around the room. The lights from the city also created a glow in the room.

The bedroom was up on a loft. A metal staircase brought you up to a gigantic loft with a king sized bed, a sofa, dressers and nightstands and a couple of chairs. There were hooks built into the ceiling and the wall. There were also hooks that were built into the floor and ones that were accessible from the lower level. Obviously Jack had plans for these accessories. The colors were the same as below and there was also a wall of glass that opened up to a private deck that overlooked the city.

Once they stepped into the room, they both stood at the door. Jack looked around and took it all in. Harrison still just looked at it in awe.

“I really, really love this place, Jack. I know you might not, but I really love it.”

As they walked in a little further, Jack told Harrison about his original plans.

“I built this building to be the nicest apartment building in the city - and it is. It rivals the nicest luxury buildings in Chicago. I had this penthouse designed for me to live here. I was going to leave the mansion and move here. I hate the mansion. That was Joshua’s ridiculous dream. I built this so I could be the Jack fucking Holden everyone wants me to be and throw huge parties and big fundraisers. Or have some wild night with a crazy boy or just chill with a special someone. It could be a party palace, a sex den or a relaxing retreat. I never thought there would ever be anyone in my life again, so I just designed it for me. I imagined myself just being alone here, drunk and staring out the windows. It is pretty fucking cool. It is the only unit with the features that it has. After all, it is my fucking building, right?”

“You know, every once in a while, you are this bullish, confident, almost arrogant kind of man, I might even say you’re a big fucking asshole. It is so goddamn hot, Jack. Seeing you like that, just for a little while, is sexy as fuck. I love my sweet, submissive, loving Jack much, much more, but that asshole is so sexy. You are being that asshole right now. I don’t know if you realize that.”

“Meh. I’m not really that guy anymore. I don’t want to be. I’m more than happy to just be Harrison’s boyfriend.”

“I’d be happy with that. You’re kind of done with some parts of your life aren’t you?”

“Totally. But let’s not talk about that. You had something special planned for us?”

“You’re ok? No problems being here?”

“Not at all. Come over here.” Jack walked over to the large painting that Alex smashed that night. He leaned against the wall, in the very spot he was  stabbed by Alex. “It was right here. This was the place where I…well, you know.”

Harrison saw this as a cue, whether he intended it as one or not. He gave Jack a suggestive look as he moved towards him. Jack just stood there, waiting to see what Harrison had in mind. Harrison stepped in front of Jack and leaned in close, gently pushing him against the wall. He unbuttoned the top buttons of Jack’s shirt and ran his fingers over the scar that Alex made that night. He kissed Jack softly as he unbuttoned Jack’s pants. 

“Maybe this will be a better memory.”

Harrison dropped to his knees and pushed Jack’s pants down. He took Jack’s cock in his hand as the small tool grew harder. He lifted it and gazed at Jack’s little orbs hanging just below his erection. With his other hand, he cradled them and moaned softly. It didn’t matter to Harrison that Jack wasn’t gifted in the genital department, he thought Jack was perfect and loved how much he could please Jack. 

Without a word, Harrison opened his mouth and softly sucked one of the balls in. He pulled slightly on it and then sucked in the other one. He hummed as his tongue began massaging them, as if he were a human vibrator. It sent a wave of intense pleasure through Jack. He shivered and groaned. Harrison closed his lips and began to stroke Jack’s five inches while he sucked and pulled on his balls. Harrison was sucking so hard, Jack felt like he was going to swallow his balls entirely. 

In years of getting and giving blow jobs, Jack had never experienced what Harrison would do next. Harrison pulled back, releasing Jack’s balls. He slipped his wide open mouth over Jack’s hard cock and then stuffed Jack’s balls in with it. He had Jack’s cock and balls in his mouth, burying his nose in Jack’s neatly trimmed patch of pubes. His cheeks were bulging like he was a hamster collecting food. He sucked and slurped, drool pouring down his chin. Jack was crazed. He dragged his hands through Harrison’s hair, tenderly pulling on it. Harrison gently bit his teeth down and sucked harder pulling them as deep into his mouth as he could. 

Not only was Harrison tending to Jack’s cock and balls, he was wetting his fingers with his drool and poking them in and out of Jack’s stretched and used hole. Jack could barely contain himself with all of this sexy stimulus. Harrison continued this hot, kinky assault on Jack’s most sensitive areas for at least ten minutes. Jack convulsed and gasped as he finally exploded into Harrison’s hungry throat. It was a huge load of sperm that oozed from the sides of Harrison’s mouth. When he pulled away, he looked up at Jack and flashed him a cummy smile. Threads of cum and spit dripping off his face.

“Holy fuck, Harrison. That was fucking amazing. Fuuuck me. Damn!”

“I plan to. Hard. All night.” Harrison stood up and kissed Jack with his cum covered mouth. “Where do you want it first?” Jack simply turned around, reaching his arms up on the wall and kicking his pants off so he could spread his legs. Harrison pulled off his and Jack’s clothes and then aimed his monster at his favorite target. He pushed his cock deep into Jack’s ass and did what he loved to do more than almost anything. He fucked Jack hard with long, deep thrusts. He reached around to Jack’s chest, twisting and pinching Jack’s nipples. He pounded Jack into the wall for more than 15 minutes.

After pumping Jack full of his boy seed against the wall, they went up to the loft and Harrison spent the rest of the night using Jack. For the next few hours, Harrison fucked Jack over the rail of the loft, on the bed, against the window and back on the bed again. After a couple of hours of sleep, they woke up and spent the early morning fist fucking each other - Harrison wanted to use Jack, but didn’t want to skip out on getting his own ass used. 

Their horniness level was off the charts. Aside from short stints of sleep and a quick break to eat something, Jack and Harrison spent the whole day, into the night, fucking and fisting and pleasuring each other in every possible way. An entire Sunday was devoted to carnal desire. This was the longest they had ever spent having sex. It was a marathon session where they both came more than either of them ever have in a day. They also plowed through a case of champagne. 

Eventually their bodies gave out. Ejaculations were dry and painful. Their asses were swollen and sore. Even their jaws were stiff. Jack being a little older felt the effects a little more than teenaged Harrison. It didn’t matter, they continued until they literally collapsed with exhaustion. Their tired bodies were tangled together and sticky with lube, cum and a host of bodily fluids. Once they finally fell asleep, almost simultaneously, they were out for hours. They didn’t wake up until sometime before noon on Monday.

***

Harrison was the first to wake up. His head was buried under the pillow. His body was twisted under Jack’s in a way he couldn’t even figure out how they got there. He was sticky and sweaty. His hair was stuck in clumps, most likely from cum getting in it. He looked over toward the window and saw there was even cum dripping down the window. When he moved slightly, he heard the thud of a huge dildo hit the floor. He could even feel one under the covers. There were at least four empty champagne bottles that he could see. His head was pounding.

“Uhhhhgggghhhhhh…did I get hit by a bus?”

Jack slowly stirred. His face was tucked into Harrison’s underarm. He had to extract himself from Harrison so he could roll over. He was so tangled up with his boy that it was an effort to pull apart. As they separated, it sounded like they were peeling apart. Jack turned to lay on his back, he could feel every bone and muscle in his body ache. He had to pull two dildos out from under him. As he did, he knocked an empty champagne bottle to the ground - fortunately it didn’t break.

“Fuuuck. I think a train came through here. And a bus. And a herd of elephants.”

“Did we really just have sex for like an entire day? That’s a lot, even for us.”

“I’m assuming that is what we did. I don’t really remember things after a certain point.”

“We drank a lot of champagne.”

“We drank all of the champagne in Milwaukee.” Jack leapt up when he realized what day it was. “Fuck. It’s Monday isn’t it?”

“Oh shit! You’re right. I don’t even know what time it is.”

“Well, fuck it. Today is another day for you and me. We should probably just chill out together.”

“I will never argue against spending more time with you.”

*** 

Eventually, Jack and Harrison made it out of bed. They both found their phones and responded to anxious texts and voicemails from Dillon, CJ, Aidan, Calista, Professor Kelly, Wagner and Justin. Disappearing for so long made a few people a little more than nervous. Especially when it came to Jack. 

They needed to get clean - and clean up the mess they made. They even joked that they couldn't stand being near each other because of how filthy they were. They needed to shower, and of course, decided they had to do that together. Even though they needed to give their bodies a break, they were way too horny to just step into the shower and get clean. 

Jack and Harrison were incorrigible and essentially out of control, not that it was a problem for either of them. When they were at the hotel a couple of weeks ago, it drove home just how emotionally they were connected. This somewhat unusual, extended celebratory date highlighted how extraordinarily physically connected they were. Their passion for one another is really like nothing else. 

Not only was there a full bathroom off the main living area, there was one off the bedroom loft. It was spectacular with shiny white tile with black accents. The shower was glass and tile with multiple shower heads above and sprays and nozzles all around. It was designed for so much more than just getting clean. 

Harrison was first to enter the shower. He turned the water up to a nice steamy temperature and got himself all wet. Jack finally found his way to the shower and stepped in, greeted by a stream of warm water and the sight of Harrison’s naked body and his protruding erection. The shower was more than large enough for the two of them. They stared at each other’s bodies in silence for a minute or two, marveling at what each of them considered perfect. 

"We'll start with our hair?" Harrison asked with a little smirk as he reached for the shampoo bottle, squirting some in his hand and lathering it in his hair. He handed the bottle to Jack who did the same. They stepped close to one another and began to lather each other’s hair up. Harrison’s huge cock had nowhere to go, but to poke between them while they sensually massaged each other’s heads.

After washing their hair, Jack grabbed the body wash and poured some into his hands and rubbed it into Harrison’s chest. His body rocked back and forth with the pressure of Jack’s hands. They stared into each other’s eyes with soft, intimate smiles on their faces. Jack continued to work his hands into Harrison’s smooth chest, feeling his ribs and fondling his nipples.

Harrison’s face lit up with a devilish grin. As soon as Jack opened his mouth to ask what he was thinking, Harrison planted his lips over Jack’s and they began tongue wrestling. He pushed Jack back against the shower wall and continued to make out with him, passionately, but gently. His hands started to explore Jack’s body as his hands rubbed over Harrison’s  back. The shower continued to pulse over both of them making their movements smooth and effortless. 

After making out for a few minutes, Jack eased himself down to his knees, squeezed more body wash in his hands and slowly started washing Harrison’s neatly manicured pubes with one hand and his long, thick cock with the other. Jack really wanted to take Harrison’s tool into his mouth, but his jaw was sore from earlier activity. Instead, he just washed Harrison’s cock and worked his way to his balls. Jack loved Harrison’s big, low hanging balls and he gently washed them and massaged them. Harrison cooed with pleasure.

Jack continued to bathe his boy by washing his legs, then his feet. He spent more than a few minutes massaging Harrison’s feet, another part of him that he loved to worship. Jack turned Harrison around and worked his way back up his body, spending time on his ass. Both of them had really given their asses a workout. Jack softly rubbed his fingers on Harrison’s abused hole. As much as he wanted to work his fingers inside, he knew it was better to let him recover. Jack washed Harrison’s back and was soon standing behind him.

The warm water continued to spray on top of them. Jack kissed up and down the nape of Harrison’s neck, rubbing his body against him. Jack nudged Harrison back to the middle of the shower to rinse him off and Harrison began bathing Jack. 

“Damn Jack, I want to fuck you so hard right now.”

“I want you to. I think we’d both be sorry if we did anything. I mean, we just need a day or two, right?”

“Then I’m going to fuck you senseless. I can’t wait. Nothing feels better than being deep inside you.”

***

Jack pushed his trip off just a few more days. He knew something was brewing with the Congressman and once he left, he’d be tied up for a long time. He decided to clear his schedule and simply hang out with Harrison, who also cleared his class schedule. They hung out at the penthouse and did some fun things around town. They even managed to go nearly 48 hours without having any real sex. Lots of kissing, cuddling and touching, but nothing much more than that.

“Jack…is this pool open all the time?” Harrison asked while staring out the window and looking down at some folks swimming in the rooftop pool.

“I really don’t know. It is open 24 hours, but I have no idea if people are in it at all hours.”

“There’s one more memory of Alex that I want to erase.”

“You want to fuck me in the pool, don’t you?”

“Yeppers!! I think that would be hot. Especially if there’s a chance someone would catch us!”

“I’m not sure I’m keen on being caught, at least not here, but I’m sure we could make that happen. I’m itching for your cock anyway. How about tonight? It will be a great send off before I head to DC tomorrow.”

“You’re no fun. I guess we’ll have to go out there in the middle of the night then. I’ll be waking you up around 2.”

Later that night, Harrison teased Jack relentlessly. They were no longer able to control themselves. They had gone too long without devouring each other sexually. LIke clockwork, Harrison woke Jack up at 2 am. Not that Jack was really sleeping that soundly. He was just as excited to get out in the pool and get fucked by his boy.

“Wait a minute! You should probably put something on to get out there.”

“Jaaaack, we’re just going to be naked anyway.” Jack gave him a stern look. “Ok, Daddy, I’ll get dressed. But just swim trunks!”

Harrison led Jack by the hand and out to the pool. Once poolside, they looked around and it seemed like no one was there. Harrison dropped his trunks and jumped into the pool.

“Whoa! This is so warm! It’s heated!”

“We do things right around here.”

“Get the fuck in the pool Jack! I’m so ready for you!”

Jack looked around again, a little nervous that someone was going to catch them. He owned the building after all, so he really had nothing to worry about.

“Ahhhh, this is nice.” Jack said as he swam over to Harrison. As soon as they got close, they began making out.

Harrison immediately had his hand down under water, playing with Jack’s cock. Before long he dove down and was swallowing Jack’s cock. Jack loved the feeling of being sucked under water. Harrison’s oral skills were not hampered by the water at all. The under-water blowjob was great but they both needed more, they needed to fuck. 

“Is that the table?”

“It is…that…” Jack wasn’t able to finish his sentence, Harrison whisked him through the water and over to the table. At least this time, it wasn’t rough, unfinished concrete and Harrison wasn’t some angry drug fueled maniac hell bent on inflicting pain. 

“I know I say it a lot, but I really fucking love you, Jack.”

“I will never tire of hearing you say you love me. I love the fuck out of you too. So much. So, so much.”

They embraced and made out some more, taking their time to really enjoy each other. Hands were all over, rubbing and grabbing at each other’s bodies. Harrison began kissing Jack’s neck. His kissing turned to light biting and sucking. Harrison was definitely leaving a mark high on Jack’s neck.

“I know you have to meet with important people and stuff, but I want everyone to know that someone thinks you’re the tastiest snack on earth. Sorry…um, not sorry.”

“I see. You’re becoming more possessive. Branding me as your own. That’s ok. You know you can do whatever you want to me. I will make sure I don’t hide it.”

Slowly, Harrison turned Jack around and gently bent him over the table. He lightly rubbed his fingers over Jack’s puckered hole. It was still pretty sensitive from the other day’s marathon fuck session, Jack moaned as the feeling of Harrison’s fingers making circles on his hole. Not wanting to cause any pain, Harrison took a slow approach to pushing his cock into Jack. The water was nice and warm and made both of them feel cozy and relaxed. With minimal effort, Harrison was soon sliding inside of Jack. He took it very slow. He wanted to feel every inch enter his man. Jack purred as he felt his boy enter him, his sphincter super sensitive and sending chills through his body. 

As it turns out, even though it was well after 2 am, Jack and Harrison weren’t alone after all. There were two boys hanging out on the rooftop deck who were having their own fun. Chandler, a 16 year old boy who lived in the building with his father, snuck out of his apartment and brought his 23 year old boyfriend Finn up to the deck so they could see each other. His father wasn’t too excited about Chandler being gay, but was working on accepting it. He didn’t like the idea that he had an older boyfriend and had forbidden him from seeing Finn. Of course, Chandler ignored this and saw Finn every chance he could. Among their secret meetings would be hooking up in the middle of the night up on the deck. During the week, there usually wasn’t anyone up there. The pool had a series of private cabanas and they frequently used one for their rendezvous. Tonight, they got an unexpected show.

While Harrison gave Jack a slow, steady fucking, Chandler and Finn were peeking out of the cabana, watching.

“Who the fuck are these guys?” Finn wanted to know.

“I have no idea. I’ve never seen them before!”

“I’m kinda digging the way that kid is fucking that old dude.”

“Just like I fuck you.”

“Oh shush!” Finn gave Chandler a hard nudge and he fell over, knocking into a table and sending their drinks falling to the ground with a loud noise. Harrison stopped dead in his tracks. They both froze.

“No fucking way! Someone is up here, Jack!”

“For fuck’s sake. I knew this would happen.”

“Hey! Who’s out there?” Harrison yelled while still holding himself deep inside of Jack.

“Seriously, you’re really calling them out like that?” Jack snapped as he disengaged from Harrison and moved behind the table, trying to obscure his naked self.

“I want to know who is watching.”

Finn, wearing nothing but a baseball cap, stepped out of the cabana. Chandler, wearing his shorts, followed. “Hey. How’s it going?”

“Awesome! I’m Harrison! This is my man, Jack!” 

Jack rolled his eyes at Harrison’s bold friendliness. No matter, that was how he wrangled Jack in the first place and why he loved him so much.

Chandler came over and sat on the edge of the pool, putting his feet into the water. “Wassup dudes! I’m Chandler and this is my super fucking hot forbidden boyfriend Finn! Do you guys live here?”

“Well, sort of,” Harrison responded, “Jack here o…” Jack wrapped his arm over Harrison’s shoulder and put his hand over his mouth, cutting him off.

“Yeah, that’s my place up there.”

“Nice! Somebody said that penthouse belonged to the owner of the building. So, you must own the building!”

Jack realized he wasn’t going to keep that fact much of a secret. “Uh, yes. I do.”

“Finn! It’s Jack fucking Holden!” Chandler’s exclamation caught Jack and Harrsion by surprise. Chandler jumped into the pool and swam over to Jack and Harrison. “I am so fucking excited to meet you!! I follow you online. I have every magazine you’ve been in! You’re a fucking legend!” He shouted as he extended his hand to shake Jack’s.

“Yes he is! My man is a total fucking legend.” Harrison declared proudly.

“This is the billionaire dude you keep talking about? Wow. Fucking cool.”

Jack was visibly uncomfortable with all of this flattery, as well as standing in the pool naked after just being caught getting his ass pounded by his boy. “Can we, um, not do this here? Like this?” Jack motioned to his naked self. “It’s kind of late anyway, Harrison, we should get back to bed.”

“Wow! I get to meet my idol and see him naked AND you’re a bottom! I totally dream about fucking you!” Chandler said excitedly.

“Good fucking grief.” Jack groaned.

Harrison just laughed at this whole exchange. Finn seemed amused by it all as well, though he also seemed a little dopey and unsure of the whole thing. Harrison jumped out of the pool and threw Jack his swim trunks. Finn couldn’t help but notice Harrison’s huge cock, still relatively hard. “Whoa! That is fucking huge! Even bigger than yours, boss boy!” 

“Wow! That is a monster! I’m even more impressed with you, Jack Holden!”

“Can we please stop shouting my name out loud over and over?”

After getting into their swim trunks, Jack and Harrison bid farewell to the boys. Chandler was very insistent that they meet again and Jack promised he would make that happen. Harrison promised to meet up with the boys even sooner, while Jack was out of town. Horny Harrison not only spotted potential new friends, but potential new fuck buddies as well.

***

“Harrison, you really made these last few days pretty fucking amazing. Thank you.”

“I loved doing it. I love seeing you so happy. I love seeing you smile so much. You deserve all of this attention and love, Jack.”

“Thanks, kiddo. I don’t know where I’d be without you.”

“Miserable! You’d be miserable without me!” They both laughed at Harrison’s silliness. “Seriously Jack, I don’t know where I’d be without you. We needed each other. So, somehow we found each other.”

“You accomplished your mission, by the way.”

“The penthouse? You don’t mind being here?”

“Not only do I not mind, I like it here. Maybe we should just move here full time.”

“What about the mansion?”

“I’m ready to be done with that monstrosity. If anything reminds me of bad things in my past, it is that place. I’m ready for a change.”

“I would love to live here. Our own place. You and me together. Yay!!”

“When I get back we’ll start making plans.”