The Mansion Boys...and Girl

Over the course of the year, Jack and Blaze had developed a very strong bond. It wasn’t like the one with Harrison - that was something beyond anyone’s comprehension and completely unbreakable. Jack’s bond with Harrison was so strong, it would take the force of all of the Gods to break them apart. That bond was set in stone the literal second they met. 

It was also very different from the special connection Jack and Calista had, also undefinable, but also quite serious. Jack was literally Calista’s savior. He loved Calista with all of his heart and would do anything to keep her safe and give her what she deserved. He knew what he did for her was probably the most generous thing he’d ever done for anyone and it filled his heart to know she was so happy. 

Then there was the yet unexplored relationship with Aidan. They hadn’t even begun to untangle that, but it was definitely somewhere between Jack and Harrison and Jack and Blaze. It was explosive and was not only going to be something for Jack to deal with, it was Harrison’s issue too.

Jack and Blaze truly loved each other. It isn’t far-fetched to think that if Jack and Blaze had met first, they would be together and probably be as solid as it is with Harrison now. It was something that went beyond what boyfriends feel. It had a father and son vibe, for sure. It had a brotherly vibe. It was like a hustler with his trick. They had become best friends. They also had a vulnerable, passionate, and even potentially violent connection. It was severe and quite complicated. It is likely that Jack and Blaze will never be too far away from one another - nor are they too far apart.

Jack had never had so much love directed at him in his entire life. It was as if the universe was making up for what it didn’t give him before. For all of the years of heartbreak and disappointment, of unrequited loves, fiery relationships with takers and abusers, constant searching for someone to love him unconditionally, for being who he was. Before Harrison, there was at least one other real love in his life, but it coincided with his steepest decline and ended badly enough that Jack pretended it never happened. 

Jack always failed to realize there were at least two people who truly loved him, true friends, in his life. The love that Dillon, and ultimately Justin, gave him was always there. Jack just needed a smack in the head to realize it was there.

***

REP. MARTIN COMES OUT OF CLOSET, ANNOUNCES SENATE RUN AS INDEPENDENT

“Well, there it is. Your biggest headline yet.”

“Shit, Jack. I hope this isn’t a disaster,” said a nervous Tyler.

“Tyler, it won’t be. It isn’t going according to the schedule we planned, but I think this is all going to work out in the end.” Jack did his best to ease Tyler’s concern.

“I was kind of an idiot, wasn't I?”

“Let’s see, you and Erik got shitfaced and were seen making out and grinding on each other at a gay club in LA. You thought it was a good idea to then pick up a boy at another gay club and let him take a selfie of you two in bed together which he promptly posted to Instagram? Umm, I’m going with…yes.”

“I’m not trying to be a dick to you Jack, but you gotta give the guy a break. I can’t imagine having to hide who you are and not have any legit fun for so long.” Blaze found the whole thing sort of unfair.

“You’re right Blaze. At least now it is all in the open. We’re going to make this work.”

“Hey guys! Check your phones!” Erik received a text with poll results that Tyler needed to hear. “Ty, your approval is still over 60%! It only dropped 4% since the story broke.”

“See, I told you this was going to work out. I don’t start fights I can’t win.”

***

The Congressman and his best buddy and aide, Erik, thought a weekend away would be good for them just before they jumped into a big campaign. The plan was always for Tyler to come out, but it was supposed to be much later, at least after the primaries. He also planned to become an independent and finally break free of the Republican party, but that was to happen more strategically as well. Even Jack’s best laid plans could get screwed up. 

Tyler and Erik had a little too much fun. They really let loose and ended up getting photographed in a few potentially compromising situations. They naively thought being in California, no one would recognize them. In addition, the romantic and sexual tension between them cracked a bit and they finally gave in a little with each other. Tyler especially began to break down in his resistance to Erik. After getting pretty wrecked in West Hollywood, they got a bit too busy on the dancefloor and someone took their picture and posted it on Twitter. As if that wasn’t enough, Tyler hooked up with a boy who was so excited to be with a Congressman - something drunk Tyler stupidly revealed - he wanted a picture. Despite a promise not to post it anywhere, he posted it on Instagram. Both photos went viral and the story blew up.

Suddenly, the Senate race that was going to be relatively low key, was now a national story and was being watched by everyone. The balance of power was now in play with this newly competitive race. It also pushed Jack a little further into the spotlight than he preferred. Jack liked to be a behind the scenes guy.

Jack had to think quickly and whipped up a whole new plan. He accelerated Tyler’s coming out and party switch and used it as a way to frame him as a real person struggling with societal pressures and facing reality - something people across the country do every day. The strategy seemed to work. Tyler was already popular and now he seemed to be even moreso. This also boosted his fundraising. 

On a more personal level, this new exposure meant Tyler and Erik would find themselves reaching new levels of their relationship.

***

There were some things that Blaze struggled with when it came to the work Jack did, the work that he wanted to do as well. Almost everything about the Congressman sent mixed messages to him. Blaze and Jack returned to the suite and got comfortable. They had a lot of work ahead of them. Blaze slipped off his ‘professional’ collar and put on his regular one. He had Jack lock it for him. Garrett required Blaze to ask permission to be unlocked, even when he had to get ready for their day. Jack held onto the key.

They settled in around the dining table.

“Jack, was it you who made him hide in the closet all this time?”

“Technically, no. He didn’t want to come out. It wasn’t the worst decision. He ran in a very conservative district. I didn’t tell him he had to stay in the closet, but I didn’t do anything to encourage him to come out either. I didn't help him find outlets to be himself. I probably could have handled this better and maybe be more attentive to his needs. He might not have acted out like he was if he wasn’t so repressed. I own that.”

“I can deal. I just wanted to know you weren’t the one making him suffer like that. I don't think you're an asshole anymore and I like having proof my instincts are right."

“This can be a shitty business. We walk a fine line sometimes. You’ll see. Once you’re running your own tricks and deals”

“I’m used to running tricks.”

“Politics isn’t that different.”

“I’m glad we’re able to be in the same room again.”

“This suite should bring back a few memories for you. We had quite a night here.”

“It does. I loved that night. It means a lot to me. I just don’t want to go back to what we did a couple of weeks ago though. Not completely.”

Jack brought over a bottle of single malt and some ice. He poured a glass for him and for Blaze. They had work to do, but Jack knew this would help them get through it. “I’d go back there with you.”

“That’s because you’re a fucking weirdo. This is obviously going to be my pet name for you. Fucking weirdo.”

“I like it. It is fitting.”

"If I owned you, I'd tattoo it on your fucking chest."

Blaze and Jack spent the next several hours going over everything from campaign plans and budgets for the Senate race and a ton of other information for the legislative issue they were working on. They worked well into the night and managed to get a lot done. Jack was guiding Blaze the whole way, but noticed how much Blaze was able to figure out on his own. He was so much smarter than he gave himself credit for. Blaze took to this work as easily as Jack did at his age. This made Jack incredibly happy and proud. He knew he could turn this business over to Blaze and it would succeed and maybe even be more successful than it is under Jack.

They wrapped things up around 1:30 in the morning. Both of them a little toasty from having drunk a bottle of 18 year old Macallan. The sexual tension between them was thick enough to cut with a chainsaw. The emotional tension wasn’t far off. This night was not ending with their work being completed.

Blaze just sat there, still in a cast on one arm and a splint on the other wrist, staring at Jack as he collected up the various papers they had in front of them. He reached out and touched Jack’s hand. “Hey. Look at me.”

“That is very easy to do.”

"Shut up. I really like looking at you."

After a few minutes, Jack broke the silence. "I love looking at you too, Blaze."

“I am so blown away right now. All day today, it was so obvious how much you trust me. You really believe in me, don’t you?”

“Fuck yeah, I believe in you! You’re really fucking smart. I was nowhere near that intelligent when I was your age. So, yes, I fucking belive in you. I trust you implicitly.” Jack had a hard time getting that last world out clearly.

“I want to make things up to you.”

“For what?”

“For what I did to you the last time. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Blaze sighed and looked away.

“What? What’s wrong?”

“I DID mean to hurt you. I really wanted to hurt you. I could have stopped, but I didn’t want to. I don’t understand it. I love you, but I want to really hurt you. Jack, I want to fucking make you feel pain. I want you to suffer at my hand."

“So, you still want to beat the shit out of me?”

“Like I want to breathe. What the fuck is wrong with me? Why do I want to hurt someone I love? Like really hurt you, Jack. Bad. Hospital bad." Blaze stopped himself and looked right at Jack. " It scares me."

“Nothing. Nothing is wrong with you. This is you. Some part of you is this violent, rough, maybe dangerous person. I think you’ve always been. You had a ton of shit dumped on you from the time you were a kid and never had the chance to work it all out. Apparently, I really bring it out in you. It’s ok. It’s who we are. You’ll get through it. I guess you’re a fucking weirdo too.”

“Am I really? Isn’t that bad?”

“You say I’m a fucking weirdo. You don’t think I’m bad, right?”

Blaze teared up. He let go of Jack’s hand and got up from the table. He walked around, slightly uncomfortably. “Jack…” He shook his head and then sat back down next to Jack. “Jack… you are so far from bad. Jesus fucking Christ. You’re like the best fucking thing ever.”

Jack wrapped his arms around Blaze and pulled him close. “Hey. I know you don’t think I’m bad. Blaze, you and I…we have a lot in common, probably too much. That’s a volatile thing for us. That means we need to watch out for each other - and we need other people to watch out for us.”

“I really love you. Like, love the fuck out of you. I shouldn’t say this, but if it wasn’t for Harrison, I would be all in your shit. You would be all fucking mine.”

“If I ran into you that first that day, who knows where we’d be. We’re here now. You know, I love the fuck out of you too. You don’t even know.”

Blaze grabbed Jack’s hand and stood up. Jack looked up at him, “do you still want to beat the shit out of me tonight?”

“No. Yes. Fuck. Even if I did, I couldn’t like this,” Blaze raised his arms, “I want to show you how much I love you, Jack.” Blaze said with a tear in his eye and a slight smirk, “I can’t promise it won’t hurt a little.”

Jack followed Blaze over to the window, the floor to ceiling window that overlooked the Capitol. It was the same window they looked out of the first night they met. The same window that provided that warm glow of city lights and moonlight. It was not far from the window in the other room that Harrison fucked Jack in front of. 

“I really want to make things up to you, Jack.” Blaze pushed Jack into the window and kissed him deeply. He leaned against Jack, forcing his tongue into Jack’s mouth, making out with him with all of the intensity he could. With Jack’s back to the window, Blaze suddenly caught the view behind him. He stopped kissing and looked beyond Jack, out the window. “A year ago, I was sleeping on those streets. Thanks to you, I don’t have to worry about that anymore. When I look out there now, I just see how beautiful this city is, especially at night.”

“That’s why I like this suite. The view is pretty awesome. You know, you don’t have to make anything up to me. We’re all good.”

“Jack…I thought I hated you when I met you. It took me a while to trust you. I really thought you were an asshole predator. Now, I love you so much. You mean everything to me. I have a real life. You did that. Fuck, Jack, I owe you a lot. I'm serious, you are my best friend. For now, I just want to make you feel good.” Blaze began to kiss Jack again, this time holding his hand on Jack’s neck just enough so he could feel it. His other hand on the broken arm, tucked between them in its cast. Blaze wasn’t rough, but he wasn’t exactly gentle either as he kissed Jack down his neck, reaching the hickey Harrison had given him.

“I see your boy is marking you now.”

“He’s becoming a lot more possessive. He says I belong to him."

"Don't you?"

"You know I do."

“He totally fucking owns you, Jack. I’m not going to give away any spoilers, but there’s a lot more to that boy than he’s probably giving you. He’s a dirty, kinky little boy. I’m sure you’ll be all about it.” This intrigued Jack since he’d already been seeing Harriosn’s interest in more kinky play.

Blaze continued his mildly aggressive seduction of Jack, unbuttoning his shirt and kissing and biting his way down Jack’s chest, spending several minutes on his nipples. Blaze bit down on them and pulled at them, making Jack squirm and yelp. As he worked on Jack’s nips, he unbuttoned his pants. As he pushed them down, with a little help from Jack, he lowered himself to Jack’s cock. It didn’t take much for Blaze to swallow Jack’s little dick, he held it in his mouth and swished his tongue all over it. He took hold of Jack’s balls and grabbed at the base. He pulled down on Jack’s balls as he twisted and squeezed. Blaze didn’t want to hurt Jack too much, but he still wanted him to feel a little pain. He knew Jack liked it. So did he.

After a good 10 or more minutes sucking Jack’s cock, Blaze stood up and took Jack by the hand. He walked him into the bedroom. He made Jack get on his knees at the side of the bed and wait while he took off his clothes. He stepped up to Jack and rubbed his cockhead on Jack’s lips.

“Open your mouth, Jack.” Blaze said softly, looking down at Jack’s face, holding his cock up to it. Jack did as he was told and opened wide. Once again, Blaze ran his precum-covered cock over Jack’s lips and slid the head into his mouth. He just held it there, still looking down at Jack and smiling. Blaze gently held Jack’s head in place, softly running his hand through Jack’s hair. Jack knew what was coming. He began to feel a warm flow rushing down his throat. Blaze was pissing in his mouth, but unlike the first time, he let it flow slowly so Jack could drink it all. Jack gulped and swallowed, savoring Blaze’s warm, salty piss. 

Once he was done peeing, Blaze pushed his cock into Jack’s mouth further. Jack had become much more familiar with Blaze’s cock and was much more prepared than the first night to handle his incredibly thick 8 inches. Blaze didn’t rape Jack’s mouth as before, he eased himself in and out and let Jack slobber all over his dick, getting it nice and wet. 

“You always looked so good on your knees, with a fucking cock in your mouth, submitting like the good little bitch you are. I love knowing that I can throat fuck such a rich and powerful man. I could fucking rape your throat and make you choke, struggling to breathe, or, like right now, I can just feed it to you gently, let you taste it, showing you that I love you and I control you at the same time.”

Jack was highly aroused by Blaze’s sexy talking, from his voice to what he was saying, it made Jack super hot. It didn’t matter if it was loud and violent, or soft and seductive, Blaze could probably make Jack cum just by talking to him. Blaze let Jack do some of the work on his cock. He arched back and stretched his free hand over his head. He looked around and thought of what he wanted to do next. He eased Jack off his cock and grabbed a pillow.

“Put your hands over your head.” Blaze ordered mildly. He pulled the pillow case off and wrapped it around Jack’s hands. He tied them together over his head and made him hold them there. He wasn’t going to make the same mistake he made last time. Blaze was aiming for sexy, not disastrous. He helped Jack up and had him lay on the bed with his hands outstretched in front of him. He knelt between Jack’s legs and spread them apart, exposing his ass.

“Fuck, Jack. You don’t know how fucking hot you look in this position. Mother fucker. You are ready for the taking.” He leaned down and whispered in Jack’s ear, “I can tear you the fuck up, you know.” Jack nodded. “Instead, I’m going to fuck you so sweetly, making you feel the bulge of my fat cock stretch even your sloppy hole open and wrap itself around me.”

Blaze lined his cock up with Jack’s hole and pushed in. Leaning his casted arm on Jack’s back, Blaze lifted himself up and down, sliding his cock in and out of Jack’s hole. He wrapped his other arm around Jack’s neck, only giving the feeling that he might choke him, but instead just held him as he slowly fucked Jack’s ass. This sensual fucking had Jack in a frenzy. His body shook. He had goosebumps all over him. Blaze took his time and was able to keep going for more than 30 minutes. When he was ready to cum, he pushed in as deep as he could go, kissed Jack’s neck and flooded Jack’s insides with a cum load that had been building all day. Blaze held Jack tightly for a while before they broke.

After a while, Blaze and Jack showered. They climbed into bed and cuddled as they chatted before falling asleep.

“I’m glad we don’t have to call Dr. Tern.” Jack chuckled.

“Yeah, this is much fucking better when it doesn’t end at the hospital.”

“You did well for a boy with both arms in some kind of cast.”

“Good thing for the scotch. I didn’t really notice how much it fucking hurt.”

“Now tell me all about Harrison’s kinks.”

“Dude, you gotta figure that shit out on your own.”

“We’ve got fucking, fisting and ass play, he’s clearly loving being a bottom and is definitely a little slut. He sometimes acts a little feminine, but that’s pretty rare anymore. He likes control, but isn’t a dom. He’s recently very into felching and loves to suck me dry, so I know he has a cum fetish and that probably means he’s into some dirtier things. He doesn’t like pain, at least nothing severe. He can’t be mean but can still be firm. How much am I missing?”

“It’s a good thing you both love me and I love you both. You’re missing a few things. I think he does like some kinds of pain, he’s just afraid of it and definitely not the kind you like. I think you could drown him in cum and he would beg for more. If there’s no piss play, then he’s probably afraid to share that with you. I don’t know why he’s fearful of sharing or trying any kink with you, you’ve done just about everything, haven’t you?”

“For the most part. I managed to stay away from animals, pregnant women and cannibalism.”

“Yeah, I figured you had quite a repertoire. He does too, even though he’s giving you the cute, sweet boy routine. You get exposed to a lot of things as a hustler. You either turn them down or try it. I turned more things down than I tried. Harry was willing to push boundaries. He wasn’t popular as a hooker just because he was cute, you know? Remember when you sucked his cock clean after he fucked you? He loved that shit. No pun intended. I think you can push him. He’ll probably go anywhere with you.”

“Yeah. I would go anywhere with him, that’s for sure.”

“Hey, since I gave you all that Harry intel, I have a quasi-work related question before we crash.”

“Ok, go for it.”

“When can I fist the Congressman again?”

***

Calista and Justin were lounging in bed, cuddling with each other. They had just had some fun and cleaned each other up with a shower together - which inevitably led to more fun. Calista was wearing a cute pair of girl’s underwear and the dress shirt that Justin had been wearing earlier in the day. She loved wearing his clothes to lounge around in. She liked how she could smell him on them.

Justin didn’t bother to put anything on. He leaned back against the headboard with his legs sprawled out in front of him. Calista liked to tuck herself in between his legs and lean back on him. He was broad enough and she was thin enough for them to both be comfortable. Justin's massive cock, rested right next to her like a third leg. He was reading some documents in preparation for a business trip. She had just finished a graphic novel and tossed it aside.

Even though they had just played earlier, Calista couldn’t resist gliding her hands over Justin’s monster. It got harder as she did. She just stared down at the giant member, marveling at it. She was always amazed at its sheer size. She also thought it was perfect, that it was the most beautiful cock she’d ever seen. 

“Justin?”

“Yeah baby girl.”

“Can I ask you about your…giant penis?”

“Really? You want to quiz me about my dick?”

“Yeah. It’s like nothing I’ve ever seen. I just wonder what it was like while you were growing up. Was is always huge? Like when you were a baby? Was it obvious you were going to have such a giant cock? When did it get really big? Did you feel weird? Did it scare you? Were you afraid it wouldn’t stop growing? Do you ever wish it wasn’t so big?”

“Oh my goodness, girl. I don’t think anyone has ever asked me any of these questions before.”

“Well? Come on! I’m not going to see you for like forever! Tell me all about your cock so I can dream about it when you’re gone.”

It was becoming more and more inevitable to Justin that Calista was completely in love with him and not backing off from wanting him to be with her. He was also realizing he wasn’t able to fight off his own resistance to her. They were spending more and more time together and he knew he couldn’t keep putting her off. His fear still related to a very unfortunate incident in his past, but the longer they hung out, the more he seemed to be able to get over that. There seemed to be so many reasons this pairing shouldn’t work, but it was becoming plainly obvious that it could.

“Ok, baby girl. I don’t wish it was smaller. I like having the cock that scares the boys. I don’t know, it’s a weird dominance thing.”

“It doesn’t scare me.”

“Yeah, I know. You are fucking fearless. So, anyway…this is so weird…”

“Justin Jason Kramer! You better stop or I’m going to make you regret it!” Calista grabbed his now hard cock and dug her nails in.

“Ouch! Fuck. Ok! Jesus girl, that hurts! It was kinda normal when I was little but once I hit puberty it just grew and grew and grew. It was already eight inches by the time I was 14. It just got thicker and longer. When I was in school, guys and girls all wanted to see it. So, I let them. I thought it was weird at first, but then I realized it was something that made me special and attracted attention. It finally stopped growing sometime when I was 18.”

“Did anyone make fun of you?”

“I was already gay as fuck when I was 12. I got made fun of, but when my dick was growing, so was I. I took out a few douchebags in the lunchroom so everyone could see it. I got a week’s suspension, but no one fucked with me after that. Being a big queen was fun because it caught kids off guard when I was able to pummel them into the ground.”

“Who was the first boy that could really handle it?”

“Can we talk about something other than my cock? Please?”

“Ok, big baby, fine. Hmmm, what do I want to ask you about?”

“We could just go back to being quiet with each other.”

Calista’s inquisitive nature meant she was always asking Justin questions. He always appeared annoyed, but actually thought it was adorable. “No! I have other questions. Maybe this is more fun…Have you or Jack met anyone famous?”

“Jack meets famous people all the time. Usually politicians.”

“They are boring. Does he know any fun famous people? Like movie stars or singers?”

“Yeah, Jack knows a few folks like that. Come to think of it, most people would be surprised at who Jack has hooked up with. Being rich and powerful does have its advantages, even with allegedly straight actors and pop singers.”

“Oooh! Who? Who?”

“Transitioning to being an owl now?”

“Shush queen! Now, spill!”

“I think he still hooks up with a few of them, though probably not since you have been here. He got his ass kicked by one during his fucked up period. He almost got into a relationship with another, but Joshua fucked that up. Probably Alex. Maybe I did too, I don’t know.”

“WHOOOOO!!???? Come on, you can’t say stuff like this and not mention names!”

“Ugh. It’s really up to Jack to share this stuff, but I’ll spill a few that I know of. I’m not going into details, you’ll have to ask him. AND YOU DIDN’T HEAR IT FROM ME!”

“I promise I won’t tell him, or anyone else. It will be our secret…Unless it is really juicy!!”

“Whatever, I know I’m never going to win an argument with you. So, Cole Sprouse is an asshole. He beat the shit out of Jack, not like I did but like Alex did, usually badly.”

“I don’t think I will ever understand that about Jack. Why do you want someone to hurt you so much?”

“I don’t know, probably because he’s a freak. Anyway, the rest is better. There’s a kid that I don’t know anything about, but Jack backed a film he did and the kid likes to fool around with him. Tall, skinny, with a funny name, from that show with the down under or upside down or something.”

“Stranger Things? I think I know who that is. It might be Finn Wolfhard. That seems like a typical Jack target.”

“There’s two big deal ones. These are the ones that people would really be shocked to find out about. Since you know what Jack likes, I’ll let you guess first.”

“Yay! I like guessing games! Um, how about…Harry Styles! I think he’s dreamy.”

“Not that I know of. He is cute though. Try again. You’re close, he’s a big pop star. I hate his music.”

“Oh my. Oh, I got it! Justin Bieber!”

“Ding! Ding! Ding! That’s one. TMZ would have a cow over that story. The other is an actor. Super fucking hot. Very, very much Jack’s type.”

“Wow! Jack fucked Justin Bieber? That’s amazing.”

“You know it was the other way around, right?”

“Of course. You knew what I meant. I can’t wait to hear that story. Ok, actor…hmmmm…Tom Holland! He’s so cute.”

“Very cute, but nope. Keep going.”

“This shouldn’t be that hard…let’s see…let me try, um, Chandler Riggs, Boo Boo Stewart orrrrr…Liam Hemsworth.”

“The annoying kid from Walking Dead? Jack’s type, yes, but not the one. I have no fucking clue who Boo Boo is. Who the fuck goes by Boo Boo? Liam is super hot, but not the one. Are you ready?”

“One more guess!! Howwww…abouuuuut…OHHHH!! Timothee Chalamet?”

“Bingo! I’m definitely jeally over that one.”

“He is the hottest!! Damn, Jack can get it, can’t he?”

“I’m sure being a billionaire helps, but let’s face it, he is hot in his own unusual way. And, he gives off a total ‘fuck me’ vibe no matter where he is.”

“We both kinda know that, right?”

“Oh baby girl, we sure as fuck do. So, there’s one last one that I know about and it is a really sensitive one for Jack, so you really can’t say anything. It will be one of the rare times he gets really pissed. He feels so bad about it, that he seems to have blocked it from his mind.”

“Is this the one Joshua messed up?”

“Yes, have you ever heard of Nicholas Hoult?”

“Warm Bodies! X-Men! Giant Slayer! OMG!!! I totally know who he is. Whoa, he’s so hot. What happened with him?”

“I mean, I don’t think it is public, but he is definitely gay. Any woman you see him with is for show. Before there was Harrison, Nicholas was Jack’s true love and possibly his soul mate. Don’t get me wrong, what he and Harrison have is real and beyond anything I’ve ever seen with Jack, but Jack fell hard for this boy and he fell hard for Jack. They could have easily been together forever. Unfortunately, he watched Jack spiral into hell and couldn’t take it. I think he is friends with Dillon though. Dillon says he took it really hard. Anyway, that’s the story of Jack and celebrity cock. Happy now?”

“I think so. I feel so bad for Jack having been so unhappy. It sounds like it was really bad. Poor guy. Money really doesn’t matter if you hate yourself.”

“Look at it this way, since he survived that mess, he was able to find all of you and change your lives forever. That might not have happened if him and Nicholas rode off into the sunset together.

“Yeah, but I still feel bad that he couldn’t see what he had then. I wish Joshua never existed.”

“We all do.”

***

Once Jack left for his trip, Harrison texted Chandler. He asked if they wanted to hang by the pool and then have some drinks at his place. Chandler took all of five seconds to respond yes. He arrived first.

“This place is so awesome! I thought ours was nice. This is the shit!” Chandler said excitedly as he scanned the penthouse.

“Do you live in one of the other penthouses?” Harrison handed off a beer to Chandler and they settled on the couch.

“Oh, fuck no. My dad is rich, but not this kind of rich. We live on the 19th floor in a three bedroom. Me, dad and his girlfriend. Mom lives in Canada with her new husband and new children. The ones she seems to like better than me.”

“Parents can be shit sometimes. Fuck her. Your dad is cool?”

“He is. He loves me a lot and does everything he can for me. He’s not comfortable with his first born liking dick instead of pussy, but he’s dealing with it. He doesn’t like Finn at all.”

“Speaking of Finn, where is he?”

“I told him to come later. I wanted to get to know you first. You seem cool. Annnnnd, I fucking idolize your man.”

“Oh, I do too. Jack is fucking awesome.” Harrison was going to need to get used to this boy’s obsession with Jack. “So, dad doesn’t like Finn, or doesn’t like the idea of Finn? Being your boyfriend and a bit older.”

“That right there. Of course, I remind him all the time that Marissa, his girlfriend, is 20 years his junior. Fucking hypocrite much?”

“That’s funny. He’ll come around I’m sure. Back to you…you’re in great shape! Do you work out or something?”

“I’m not trying to be a douche, but I’m an all-star athlete in school. This is probably why my dad accepts me being gay. He likes that I’m a superstar on our football, baseball, and diving teams and I play volleyball in the summer. Me being a sports stud also makes Finn hot and horny.”

“That is hot. If you didn’t tell me, I don’t think I’d figure out that you were gay. You’re very much a boy, kind of a bro, like my friend Blaze.”

“Blaze is a pretty gay fucking name for a bro.”

“It’s a long story.”

“Finn is on his way up. Let’s see how long it takes him to ask about your dick.”

Once Finn was there, the boys all sat around and talked about random stuff.  Finn was such a typical dude. He wasn’t very bright at all. He could talk about sports, Marvel, video games and not much else. He was incredibly sweet though, and was clearly in love with his boy. Chandler was smart and cocky, he knew he was a stud. He reminded Harrison of a much more masculine version of Aidan. 

As they drank their beers, they started to get a little friskier. Finn didn’t hide his horniness at all. He was constantly touching and adjusting himself. Chandler kept teasing him, which only made it worse. It actually took Finn a while to ask about Harrison’s dick.

“Dude! Your fucking cock is huge! How big is it?”

“That took much longer than I thought, Redwood.” Chandler said with a smirk. Redwood was the pet name he had for Finn since he was a foot taller than him.

“It’s about ten inches long and kinda like a Red Bull can in thickness.”

“Fuuuuuck me, dude!”

“He means that too. My sexy butch boyfriend is a total power bottom.”

“That can be arranged, if you think you can handle it…” Harrison responded as he grabbed his hardening cock. He decided to be a little cocky himself. 

“Shush Boss, I like to get fucked…a lot. Why is that a big deal?” Finn seemed genuinely confused, but it passed quickly. “I can take it man. His is pretty big too. Just not as big as yours.” Boss was Finn’s pet name for Chandler, for obvious reasons.

“Maybe you should go choke on it?” Chandler barked. 

Harrison wasn’t sure if Chandler was actually annoyed with Finn, or if that was him being in control. He saw the lust in Finn’s eyes, so he decided to play along. He was already horny as fuck for these boys and didn’t care to wait around anymore. Harrison was sitting on an armless chair, across from the boys on the sofa. He slid down a little and grabbed his crotch. He stared right at Finn and spread his legs. Finn looked over at Chandler, seeking his approval.

“Get it boy. I’m sure he can suck his own cock, but I think he wants you to do it. Go on!” Chandler waved him on. “You know I like watching you choke on a hot cock!”

Finn slid off the couch and crawled over to Harrison like a dog to food. He turned his baseball cap backwards and ran his hands on the bulge in Harrison’s jeans. “Fuck dude.” Harrison leaned back, put his arms over the back of the chair and let Finn have his way with him. Finn unbuttoned Harrison’s jeans and grabbed the waist, pulling them down all the way to Harrison’s ankles. Harrison kicked off the jeans while his cock sprung up into Finn’s face. He grabbed the base of it with one hand and the middle with the other. He marveled at the pure size of Harrison’s pole. Harrison looked over at Chandler, who had his hand in his pants, stroking his own cock.

Precum was oozing out of Harrison’s cock, getting it slick and wet. Finn leaned down and took the head of his cock in his mouth and licked it, slurping up all the precum he could. It took some effort, but he began to slide his mouth over Harrison’s cock. He got about four inches down before he gagged a little, pulling back and wiping his mouth. He didn’t even look up, he just went right back to trying to get that giant tool in his mouth. While holding onto Harrison’ cock with both hands, he slid his mouth over it again, this time getting a little more than half way. He began to bob his head up and down and slobber up Harrison’s hard cock. 

“That’s it Redwood, you know what you like. Swallow that monster cock. Swallow it.” Finn moaned back in response. Chandler might only be 16, but he is clearly in full control of his man. 

Finn pushed down a little further, occasionally pulling up to catch his breath. He kept gagging, but that didn’t stop him. He was determined to suck this giant cock. Finn worked his head up and down, stroking with both hands at the base. Harrison just leaned back and watched how hard Finn was working to please him, and apparently to please Chandler as well. Every so often, Finn would glance over at him. 

By this point, Chandler had his cock out. It was the first time Harrison was seeing it, since Chandler was wearing shorts the night they met. He was only about 5’5” tall, but he had big features, including a nearly nine inch cock that appeared to be something between cut and uncut. Finn was just the opposite, pretty tall at around 6’3”, but had only about 6.5 inches on him. He was naked that night, so Harrison knew what he had to work with there. 

Now that Finn seemed to be able to handle his cock, Harrison placed his hands over his head and held him there while bucking up and down in his mouth. It made Finn gag more, but he seemed to like Harrison taking some control. Harrison pushed his head down further, forcing more of his cock into his throat. He let him come up to take a breath and then pushed him back down again. Finn was a very willing sub.

Chandler had now moved off the couch and stripped off his clothes. He pulled Finn’s shorts off and tossed them aside. He spit on his cock and just plunged it into Finn’s ass. He didn’t hesitate at all, he grabbed Finn’s hips and went right to pounding him hard. Finn grunted, seeming to love being spitroasted so forcefully. Chandler was really enjoying this takeover of Finn. He wanted to watch Finn take Harrison’s cock up his ass.

“Hey, we should switch. I want to see you impale Finn on that monster. Cool?”

“Yeppers! Let’s do it!” Harrison let Finn’s head go and hopped off the chair. Chandler backed off and let Harrison replace him. Harrison jumped right in where Chandler left off and thrust his cock into Finn all the way. “FUUUUUUCCCKKK!!” Finn shouted as he backed himself up onto Harrison’s cock. Harrison was very turned on at how much of a hungry bottom Finn was for such a masculine bro type of guy. Chandler grabbed Finn’s head and shoved his cock into his mouth. Once again, Finn was being aggressively violated from both ends. He was taking it like a champ.

After about ten or fifteen minutes, Chandler pulled his cock from Finn’s mouth and let out a loud growl as he blasted Finn’s face with cum. This triggered Harrison to explode as well, shooting his boyseed into Finn’s ass. He pulled out just before he finished shooting and covered Finn’s back with the rest of his load. 

“That was fucking HOT!” Chandler shouted as if he had just scored the winning touchdown of a game. He was wiping Harrison’s cum off Finn’s back and feeding it to him.

“That was pretty fucking amazing.” Harrison responded. “He’s a real pro at this. I’d have pegged him to be a top. Damn.”

Finn didn’t say a word, he was too busy lapping up the cum from Chandler’s fingers and his face. He fell back onto the floor and leaned against the chair. “Fuck, I need more beer. And a towel!”

“I got you buddy, I’ll be right back.” Harrison went off to the kitchen to grab a round and some towels to clean up. 

A few minutes later, after wiping himself down and chugging the beer, Finn let the boys know he was ready for more. “Can we do that again?”

Harrison and Chandler flipped Finn over onto his back on an ottoman and went for their second round of three using Finn that night. Their friendship was off to a good start.