The Tent Boys

We take a break in our character’s backstories to pick up where we left off after Chapter Five when Harrison and Blaze were discussing their nights with Lucas and Jack respectively.

“You know what, let’s not get into any of this right now.”

Harrison tried to distract Blaze by worshipping his feet more intently. He wasn’t ready to discuss Lucas and didn’t think it was fair to do so. This was his secret to reveal, not Harrison’s. Blaze pressed on.

“And the scars?” Blaze asked.

“Well, we don’t know what’s up and I’ll find out when it is right. What do I need to do to change the subject?”

Blaze pulled his feet away and rolled over on the couch. He raised his ass a bit and spread his legs. He said lewdly, “this is a good change of subject.”

“Seriously?”

“Fuck yeah, it’s one of your special talents. Get to it! Before someone else gets up and ruins the mood.”

Harrison couldn’t argue with his friend. He was particularly good at eating ass and he did enjoy eating Blaze’s very tight ass. He quickly got into position and got to work. He spread Blaze’s ass further and ran his tongue up and down his ass crack. He slowly licked and kissed as he built up to a deeper rimming. Blaze just moaned his approval. “Ah buddy, that’s so nice.”

Harrison dug his tongue deeper into Blaze’s hole. He darted hs tongue in and out, giving his buddy a good tongue fucking. Blaze relaxed his ass to enjoy the special treatment from Harrison, he let out a gentle fart. This didn’t slow Harrison down at all. He simply breathed in deeply and plunged in further. Harrison kept up his ass eating until they were interrupted by Lucas.

“Jeez guys! You two didn’t get enough last night?”

“Don’t be jelly. If you want Harry’s skilled tongue in your ass, just say so.”

“Yeah, he did plenty of that last night. Come on boys, I’m hungry!”

Harrison continued his feasting on Blaze’s ass.

“What the fuck are you wearing? Is that anime on your ass?” Blaze said as he noticed the underwear that Lucas was wearing.

“It sure is! Ken Kaneki! The most powerful ghoul! I bought them yesterday!” Lucas was very proud of his fashion choice.

“You’re a fucking weirdo.”

Harrison finally looked up. “Ok boys, I’ll go get Jack. I’m going to have to eat something more substantive than Blaze’s tasty ass.”

***

Harrison crawled into bed with Jack. He climbed on top of him and kissed him until he awoke.

“Good morning, lover boy,” Jack said with a sleepy voice.

“Hey there sexy man. Did Blaze wear you out last night?”

“Um, you could say that. He’s, uh, wild. Rough. That cock. Fuck.”

“I’m glad you two had fun. I hope he wasn’t too rough on you. He can be that way.”

“I wasn’t expecting to be dominated like I was, but I have no complaints whatsoever.”

“Do you want me to dominate you like that?”

“Anytime you want.”

“Alright, be careful what you wish for. Though, right now, we’re all hungry. Can we order breakfast?”

“Of course. I said you can do anything you want. You don’t need my permission.”

Harrison leaned in and kissed Jack intensely. “I am so in love with you Jack Holden.” He then jumped up and ran out of the room to go order food.

Jack looked at the time. It was only 7:45 am. Why are these boys up so early? His alarm was due to go off in fifteen minutes anyway, so he got up. He had to actually do some work today.

***

Jack showered, got dressed and was out the door by nine. He had a long day ahead of him. Planned out long before he got involved with the Tent Boys, plus a few things he’d put off from the day before. His office was frustrated at his lack of communication over the last 24 hours or so. Of course, there was little they could do, he was the boss. He left one of his credit cards with Harrison and the cash he had in his wallet, probably about $500. He told the boys to occupy themselves for the day. He’d be gone until at least 10:00 that night.

The boys slammed their breakfast and just kind of laid around for a while, enjoying the luxury around them, watching TV, just chilling.

Lucas was digging through his clothes, taking off tags, trying things on again, folding things up. He’d never had such a wardrobe, even if it was just a couple dozen things. He was excited to have new, clean clothes that he didn’t have to fish out of some musty donation box. Not that he was ever able to do anything about it, he loved clothes and fashion.

Lucas wanted to go to museums and do some other stuff that he didn’t get to do as a dirty homeless boy. Harrison liked that idea, so he decided he’d join Lucas. He also wanted to keep to his plans - the ones he still hadn’t shared with anyone yet. So he offered up a suggestion for the evening.

“Hey, why don’t we change it up for tonight? When we get back here later, Blaze, maybe you and I can hang out, that way Jack could spend some time with Lucas. I think it would be cool for him to get to know each of us really well.”

“Oooh! That sounds fun!” Lucas cried out excitedly.

“You’re up to something, aren’t you?” A skeptical Blaze asked.

“Maybe. You didn’t seem too worried about it last night.”

“Well, I’m not going to museums, sorry. I’m not in the mood to be bored all fucking day. You two have fun.” Blaze said as his phone buzzed.

“Ok fine. Whatever. Let’s meet back here at 7:00 tonight, ok?”

“See you later.” His phone buzzed again.

“Looks like you’re going to be busy today.” Lucas said sarcastically.

***

Blaze was being contacted by a trick. It was someone new that had been referred by a guy he hooked up with last week. That guy was a Congressional staff member and said that he knew someone that would enjoy his company. Blaze was more than happy to take referrals. It kept things cleaner and safer.

He wasn’t ready to respond to the trick just yet. The other buzz on his phone was something he never expected in a million years. It was a Google alert. 

Swede art superstar Claes Axelsson to make US debut at NY gallery, shows in DC, Chicago, LA

Blaze just sat there, dumbfounded. It had been seven years since he last saw Claes. He’d tried to reach out to him, but only managed a short chat one day years ago. He continued to follow him online. 

His phone buzzed again, it was the trick. Blaze decided to get to work, it would be a good distraction. He texted his potential client to make arrangements.

***

The guy he was going to meet sounded young. He also seemed a bit self important. Blaze didn’t care. He was going to fuck him senseless and take his money. He put on one of his new outfits - a tight pair of jeans, a plaid button down shirt and a grey cardigan sweater. He figured this guy would like the preppy look. It was popular among some of the DC types he hooked up with.

Blaze did his best to make these high value hookups work for him. They didn’t happen very often. Despite his good looks and experience, he wasn’t an escort and he was never able to build the kind of clientele that offered him that lifestyle. Blaze was essentially a slacker. He didn’t feel he needed to put much effort into life. Based on his experiences from his first 21 years, it didn’t seem worth it. Homelessness was about all he could manage. He had the opportunity to get off the streets, but his nonchalance kept dragging him back. He remained angry, depressed and brooding. He got stiffed more than once because there were things he just wouldn’t do. He was also loyal to Harrison and Lucas and didn’t want to abandon them. He resigned himself to his fuck ups and that he’d be living this shitty life forever.

He walked up to the hotel that he was directed to. It was an off-brand hotel not too far from the Capitol over on Washington Circle. He wondered if he might be finally getting the elusive politician hookup. He knew they hired hustlers, but he had never been with one - at least that he knew of. The staffer from last week was as close as he believed he’d ever gotten. The staffer let Blaze abuse the fuck out of him for three hours. When they were done was when he said he knew someone that would appreciate him and said he’d pass the number along. 

Blaze walked up to room 1609 and knocked.

“You must be Blaze,” the baby faced young man in a dark navy suit said as he motioned for Blaze to enter.

“Yeah, Tyler, right?”

“Yes, Tyler. You’re more handsome than Erik said you’d be.”

“Thanks.”

Blaze walked into the modest hotel room. It was just the typical room, a king bed, a chair, a dresser. CNN was on the TV. Basically, the same kind of room he hooked up in a lot. He stood near the window waiting for Tyler to approach.

“If you don’t mind, I’d like to get the business end of this out of the way first.”

“Absolutely. $500?”

“Yes. You can leave it right on the dresser there.”

The guy didn’t seem nervous. In fact, he seemed a little over confident. Blaze never liked cocky guys, but it did give him extra motivation to put them through a hard, rough fuck. He was just a couple of inches taller than Blaze. He seemed to be in very good shape. He filled out his suit well. His face was cherubic with soft eyes and almost chubby cheeks. He had reddish-blonde hair and was cute. He looked like he was 15, which he obviously wasn’t. Maybe he was 25? 30? 

“So, can we move along now?” He asked.

“Sure. Just so you know, I don’t watch a clock. You get a minimum of two hours, but if things are going well, we’ll take as long as you want. Tips are cool.” 

“Erik told me you were generous with your time. I plan to use every minute and more. Why don’t you make yourself comfortable and I’ll let you know what I want.”

Blaze began to strip. Once naked, he sat in the chair by the window. Tyler disappeared into the bathroom. When he came out, he was wearing a jockstrap and a leather collar. He did have a very nice body. Very muscular and tight. Tyler pulled a suitcase out of the closet and set it on the bed. Blaze was surprised to see what was inside.

“This is the only time I will speak to you and the only time I’ll tell you what to do. After I tell you what I want, you’ll take it from there. I’m all yours, no safe word.”

No safe word? That’s daring. Blaze thought.

Tyler removed the objects from the suitcase. There were various lengths of rope. A few rolls of bondage tape. Some cuffs and clamps. A flogger and a paddle. He set out two jars of lube. One was the basic kind and the other was for some hardcore assplay. He saved the best for last - six dildos of varying sizes. None of them were starter sizes, not even close. This was going to be a serious assplay session. 

Blaze stood up and walked over to Tyler. He stood behind him and felt him up a bit. He reached down into Tyler’s jock, he felt around and found that what Tyler had in cockiness, he lacked in cock. He figured this is why he wore the jock instead of just getting naked.

“Are you embarrassed to show me your cock?”

“Y-y-yes, Ssssirrr.”

“Pull this thing off and show it to me.”

Tyler reluctantly pulled down the jock and exposed himself. His hard cock couldn’t have been more than four inches. It was small and thin. It didn’t go with the rest of his otherwise perfect body. Not that Blaze cared. Tyler was truly embarrassed. He shed a tear as he looked down. Blaze wasn’t having that. He gave him a hard slap in the face.

“Aww, is Mr. Important sad about his tiny cock? I don’t give a shit about your tiny clit, it’s your cunt I’m interested in. ON YOUR KNEES BITCH!” 

Blaze could tell this guy was something important, that he was a bigger deal than the random guys he tricked with. The guy was probably respected out in the real world. Not here. 

Tyler obeyed and dropped to his knees. Blaze smacked him again. He slapped him at least seven or eight times. Tyler took it. Blaze commanded him to open his mouth. He put the head of his cock in the open, waiting mouth. “I hope you’re thirsty. Don’t make a fucking mess. Drink up bitch.” Blaze went right for the humiliation. There was no resistance, he wanted to be treated like shit. Making fun of his cock, smacking him around and now, pissing down his throat. The tone was set. Blaze was getting into his role.

Clearly, Tyler has done this before. He gulped the piss from Blaze’s tap like college kids slam beers. He proudly opened his mouth when Blaze was done. “On the bed, ass in the air.”

Blaze had this nice, puckered ass in front of him. His hole looked well used. Blaze licked his finger and slid it in easily. There was no problem with two, three or even four fingers. Blaze didn’t need to waste any time with foreplay, he could get hard core right away. This ass was hungry. He grabbed the assplay lube and dipped his hand into it. He spread a thick gob of the sticky, slippery lube on the guy’s ass and all over his fist up past his wrist. He went back to easing his fingers in the willing hole. He teased Tyler as he pushed right to his knuckles and pulled back. Tyler just moaned as Blaze worked his ass, “please...please…” Without warning, Blaze jammed his fist into Tyler’s ass. Tyler jumped up and Blaze quickly pushed him back down. He balled his hand up into a fist once inside and pushed it deeper into him. He pulled back a bit and just worked the inside of Tyler’s ass. 

He made Tyler crazy as he continued to tease either going deeper or pulling out. Continuing the roughness, Blaze yanked his fist out of Tyler’s ass, causing him to cry out. Without hesitating, he punched his fist right back in. Tyler cried out some more. Blaze went for it and punch fisted this easy, sloppy ass. Tyler’s ass was wide open and ready for the abuse. Blaze lubed up his other hand well past the wrist, and added more lube to the hand he’d been using. He was going to go for some depth to see what the dude can take. He slid his right hand in and pushed it past his wrist. Tyler was in heaven. He was loving this dominant top’s immediate action. Blaze pushed further. He was now midway up his forearm. He’d broken through the second seal almost as easily as the first. Damn. This dude has a hungry ass! Blaze thought to himself. Adding more lube, he slid in further. He was now just about to his elbow. Tyler was writhing and moaning. Blaze slid out and then did the same with his left hand. Tyler’s ass was remarkably clean, he was prepared for this.

Blaze fist fucked his trick with gusto for a solid thirty minutes. Tyler was insatiable. His ass sucked Blaze’s thick arms deep inside of him. Blaze knew he could go deeper, or try both arms at once, but he wanted to save something for later.

Blaze had Tyler lie on his back as he looked around the room. He decided to tie Tyler’s legs back onto the bed frame, pulling them back and his ass high in the air. Blaze grabbed the flogger and beat Tyler’s ass as hard as he could. He left dark bruises on his ass as he just went at it with no mercy. Tyler was in tears as Blaze inflicted this harsh pain onto him. Once he was done, he reached for one of the dildos. There were four cock-like toys. The smallest was over nine inches long and easily seven and a half inches in circumference. Blaze skipped right over that one and the next one, which was about 12 inches and 10 inches around. The one he chose was absolutely huge. It was a monster at 12 inches in circumference and over 15 inches in length. Blaze lubed it up and slowly pushed it into Tyler’s hungry hole. He was met with a slight amount of resistance, but once he pushed through, the dildo slid in easily. Tyler’s eyes rolled back in his head as Blaze worked his hole with the monster dildo. Blaze enjoyed this, but there were still three more toys that were even bigger.

He had never seen toys this size, let alone the two really strange ones. They were colorful, weird and fucking huge. He had heard there was a company that made weird animal and alien dildos, these were most likely from there. He really wanted to use those toys. He picked up the first one, an extra long, thick, bright blue and green dildo with a huge bulge at the base. It was shaped like an animal cock. It was heavy. The bulge was almost 14 inches in circumference. He shoved that into Tyler’s ass hard and fast, fucking him with just the thick shaft, making Tyler breathlessly beg, “the knot, please, the knot…”  Blaze backed the dildo out and held it in place. He slowly pushed the shaft in. When he got to the knot, he could see the anticipation on Tyler’s face. He teased it over and over, driving the guy crazy like he was edging him. He forced the knot in and Tyler grunted and yelped out loud as he slammed his hands against the bed. Blaze was stretching his ass beyond its limits. Tyler took the ass abuse like a champ. He clearly was experienced and loved having his ass destroyed.

Blaze took his time over the next three-plus hours working Tyler’s ass over. He was having so much fun using the guys ass, he didn’t bother to do anything else. By the time he was done fisting and fucking his ass, it was a loose, sloppy mess with a glistening rosebud. It was a wide open gape like Blaze had never seen - or created - before. He could literally see deep into Tyler’s open hole. Blaze loved what he had done and found something that he really wanted to do again, maybe even destroy a fresh, tight hole. Amazingly, Blaze didn’t fuck Tyler at all.

After being untied, Tyler jumped into the shower and cleaned himself up. Blaze thought it was odd, that he wasn’t invited to shower with him. When Tyler came back out, fully dressed, he waited as Blaze did the same, as he packed up his toys. Blaze came out, got dressed and collected his cash from the dresser. Tyler told him to wait a moment. He pulled out his wallet and went for more cash. Tyler had been through so much, he was weak, even a little shaky. As he pulled out two more hundreds, he dropped some cards and papers. A little embarrassed, Tyler grabbed up the papers and dashed out of the room after he handed off the extra cash. “Wait!” Tyler flew out of there fast for some reason. Blaze noticed a card that he missed in his haste. He was shocked at what he’d read.

Nathan Tyler Martin

United States House of Representatives

Missouri, 8th District

Well fuck. Did I finally nail a politician?

***

Harrison and Lucas visited the Hirschorn, the National Gallery, the Air and Space Museum. They had a really nice lunch and were now walking around downtown checking out some of the fancy stores. These were streets both boys had wandered around many times, dreaming of being able to shop there. While Blaze was perfectly happy wearing jeans, sweat pants and anything truly casual (or nothing at all), Harrison and Lucas had more discerning taste in fashion. Today, they were dressed in clean, new outfits so they could actually go in and out of the stores. They could shop if they wanted, but neither boy wanted to take advantage of Jack’s generosity.

Lucas especially loved the clothes he saw in the windows here. He would imagine himself in many of the stylish designs and luxurious offerings. The mannequins in the windows and the models on the posters were always tall and slender, just like him. They stopped in front of the Burberry store - once of Lucas’ favorites.

“Can we go in? Please? Please?” Lucas chirped as he put his hands on Harrison’s shoulders and jumped up and down.

“Yes, yes. Calm down boy. We can go inside of any store you want.”

“YAY!” Lucas cheered as he dashed into the store and flew past the salesperson welcoming him.

Harrison followed right behind him and started to wander to the men’s clothing. He quickly realized that wasn’t what Lucas immediately went to. He turned around and saw Lucas standing in the women’s department, admiring the outfits on display. His eyes were wide and he looked as happy as Harrison had ever seen him. This was the real Lucas showing through. 

Lucas was chatting with a saleswoman, who seemed perfectly comfortable talking to him about women’s clothes. Harrison just watched as his friend was in all of his glory touching the fabrics and leathers, asking a million questions. This made Harrison smile. If he could actually fulfill his plans, Lucas would get to follow his heart and be who he wants to be. He walked over and put his arm around Lucas’ shoulder.

“Hey buddy. See something you like?”

“ALL OF IT! I want all of it. Ugh,” Lucas said with a sigh.

He turned and thanked the saleswoman for her time. She pulled a card out, handed it to him, and invited him to come back anytime. She even suggested he could try on anything he wanted. She clearly knew what was up.

“Do you want to look some more?”

As if Harrison hadn’t said anything, Lucas just spoke out, “do you think I’d look good in any of this?” He had a really plaintive and wishful look on his face.

“You’d look amazing in anything in this store.”

“Aww, you’re sweet. Let’s go.” Lucas’ eyes teared up as he quickly walked out of the store.

The salesperson was watching and felt bad for the boy. Harrison turned and said thank you and began to leave. She called out to him.

“Wait, please, come here for a moment.”

“Yeah, what’s up?”

“Are you two together?”

“No, just very good friends.”

“I can tell you are a very good friend. The look in your eyes said it all. They seem to be struggling a bit. I meant what I said. Let your friend know that they can come by and see me anytime. I can give them a special time where no one would be around, maybe late on a weeknight. I can see how much they want this. Even if it is just to wear some of these things for a little while. It will do them good. Please, let them know I’m here for them, ok?

“You’re really nice. Things are complicated for us, but could be getting better. I’ll let him, um them, know. Thanks.”

Harrison knew that even if things didn’t work out for him, he had to make them work for Lucas. Jack had to save Lucas from this nightmare of repressing himself on the streets. Lucas needed to be free and be whoever he is.

Lucas was sitting on the curb between two parked cars on the street next to the store. He was sobbing a little. Harrison sat next to him.

“Hey, stop that. She was really nice. She said you could come back.”

“Why? Why would I come back? I can’t buy anything and even if I could, I can’t wear it. It would just get stolen, or look like shit in a month. I’d probably get my ass kicked even more than I do now.”

“Lucas, look at me. We’re going to make this happen for you. I know it. Tonight, when you’re with Jack, just tell him all about it. I think he can help and I think he will understand.”

“How do you know? Did you tell him?”

“No. This is your story to tell. And I don’t know. I just feel it. Jack is a good guy.”

“Yeah. Maybe. I still can’t tell Blaze.”

“You can. He will understand too.”

“You’re awfully confident for someone who won’t be cast aside and thrown in the trash for telling the truth about themselves.”

“Come on, I saw a nice bakery on our way over here. Let’s go get some fancy Italian or French pastry and then go back to the hotel and make out.” Harrison hugged Lucas and got him to smile.

“Pastry and making out will make me feel better.”

***

Blaze just laid there naked on the couch. He happened to find one of the Spiderman movies on TV and was half watching. He was alternately staring at the business card from the Congressman that he’d just abused, and scrolling through the articles about Claes’ US artistic debut. He wondered what would come of the session with the Congressman. Should he tell Jack? Should he try to get something from the guy? Will he even hear from him again? He was also filled with questions about Claes. Should I go to the exhibition? Should I try to reach him? His heart ached for this boy.

Blaze was awash with emotions and feelings. He hated when he felt this way. He’d rather just be numb. His phone buzzed again. It was yet another blast from his past. It was a text from Kevin.

Kevin? What the fuck is going on? All I need is to run into Garrett and my life will be really fucking confusing.

***

It was Friday night and Blaze had a pocket full of cash. He and Harrison decided they would go out on the town and see what kind of fun they could have. Blaze still had a few connections to the club scene and was desperate to get back into it again, even if just for a night. He was recently 21 and Harrison recently 18, so they could both get into most places. It was going to be a fun night. Harrison looked forward to a whole new set of experiences.

They were pre-gaming in the hotel before they went out, figuring they should take advantage of the free booze they had at their disposal. They were pretty toasted.

“I hope you guys don’t get into any trouble,” Lucas said worriedly.

“Stop. We’ll be fine. You just focus on your own night. We’ll be just fine.” Harrison assured him.

“We’re not like you. We don’t step in shit every time we walk out the door.” Blaze snapped.

Alcohol clearly made Blaze a little mouthy. Lucas walked right over to him and smacked him.

“Fuck you asshole!” Lucas yelled as he stormed over to the window and began to cry.

Harrison and Blaze were not surprised that Lucas was upset, or even crying, but they were surprised he smacked Blaze like he did. Harrison actually thought this was a good thing. Lucas was standing up for himself, something he was always afraid to do. His continuing evolution meant his confidence in himself was slowly growing. Blaze was stunned and began to feel bad for his snide remark.

“Do you have to be such a dick all the time? Go tell him you’re fucking sorry!”

“Yeah…”

“Hey, little buddy, I’m sorry. That was rude. I don’t mean anything by it. I deserved that smack, which really fucking stings, by the way.”

“It’s OK. Just go already. Just leave me alone for a little while before Jack gets back.”

“I heard from Kevin. I’ll tell you about it tomorrow.” This intrigued Lucas.

The boys headed out the door. Harrison yelled back to Lucas that Jack was going to be late and to not wait for him to have dinner. “I gave him your number so he can text you directly.”

Well, so much for that part of my plan. Lucas was disappointed. He wanted to order up a nice dinner for him and Jack to have together. Jack texted Lucas and said he’d be there around 11. Ugh. I have two hours to kill.

Lucas stood there staring out the window for a bit. Then he decided on a revised plan. He wanted this night to be special. If Harrison was right, Jack was his ticket to getting off the streets and on to a journey to find himself. He had to make everything right. He decided to get something to eat and buy a few things.

Lucas was so nervous that he wasn’t that hungry. He had some soup at the restaurant in the hotel and then went to the Walgreen’s on the corner. He wandered through the aisles, not sure what he was looking for. He found some candles and grabbed those. I can at least make things nice and cozy. Lucas was a romantic at heart and loved the idea of a quiet candlelit room, even though he’d never been in one. He saw some fresh flowers in the refrigerator and picked up a bouquet of those. As he made his way to the register, he passed by the cosmetics aisle. He walked through slowly looking at all of the lipsticks, eyeliners and nail polishes. He picked out two lipsticks and three polishes. He had no idea what he was going to do with them, but he bought them anyway.

When he got back to the hotel room, Lucas hid the lipstick and polish in his backpack. He then went about setting up the candles and flowers. He put a couple in the room and then the others in the bedroom. He put two more in the bathroom. He called down to the bar and ordered champagne. Two bottles, no four. He didn’t know why he thought champagne was necessary, but he liked it and thought it would be a nice touch. He knew that Jack and Harrison were a thing, but he still wanted to make Jack feel special. He really wanted Jack to like him. He went about making the room look just right.

He debated what to do next. He still had nearly an hour. He decided to shower. When he was done, he wondered how far he should go. As he dried himself off, he looked at himself in the mirror. He looked over his skinny body wondering what he’d look like as a girl. He tucked his cock between his legs. Hmm, that just doesn't seem right either. He shook himself out of the moment and decided what to wear. He had a cute pair of pink boxer briefs from Hollister that he bought the other day during the shopping spree. He decided to wear nothing else, except the big, fluffy robe and the cute slippers that came with the room. He went and sat on the couch and waited for Jack.

***

Jack was exhausted. He’d been in meetings all day. He had two receptions and a dinner to go to in the evening. He was ‘on’ all day. While that was easy for him, it also was tiring. This time in the car on the way back was the first time he could chill out. 

Harrison had already informed him that he and Blaze were going clubbing. Lucas was going to be waiting for him when he got back. They were going to have the night to themselves. Jack liked this idea. He enjoyed his night with Blaze, had already had a night with Harrison, now he’d get to be alone with Lucas. He really couldn’t have planned this better. Three cute boys, one night each. He could go back to Wisconsin a very satisfied man. 

He had thoughts of asking Harrison to come back with him and hoped to take him out tomorrow and ask him. He was so in love with Harrison. The boy was on his mind all the time. He couldn’t help but wonder about Blaze and Lucas. He really liked them too. From what he could tell Lucas needed Harrison and Blaze in his life. Blaze appeared to not need anyone, but Jack thought better of that figuring Blaze was putting up a front and was more sensitive than he let on. He’d considered the idea that he could invite them all back to Wisconsin, though he wasn’t sure how his current housemates would take that. That would be a somewhat complicated situation. Oh well, he’d figure it out later. The car pulled up to the hotel.

Jack walked into the hotel room. There was classical music playing. The room was pleasantly dim, only lit by candles. Lucas was reclining on the couch. A bucket was on the coffee table with champagne. Lucas was already enjoying a glass.

“Well, this is nice.” Jack said as he dropped his briefcase and some other stuff by the door.

“I thought you’d need to relax when you got back.”

“Yes, I do indeed. You really outdid yourself.”

“Do you want to change at all, or do you want to just come cuddle?” Lucas patted the couch in front of him.

“Cuddling with you is exactly what I need right now.”

Jack took off his suit jacket and tie. He sat on the couch and took off his shoes. Lucas poured a glass of champagne for Jack and handed it to him. He swung his one leg off the couch and onto the floor to make room for Jack. Jack leaned back into the tall, skinny boy's arms. They toasted.

“Thank you for doing this,” Jack whispered to Lucas.

“No, actually, thank you. You have been more than generous to me, to us. This is the least I can do, but hopefully not the least I will do.”

Lucas kissed Jack on his head. Jack just nestled himself into Lucas and sighed a very contented sigh. He knew this was going to be a very nice night.

Thank you for reading. The next couple of chapters will get you more acquainted with Blaze and Lucas. Please feel free to share your thoughts in the comments or by email at [email protected]. I’d love to hear thoughts and ideas for where things will go once this weekend in the hotel is over.