Radio City Music Hall
As everyone around them stood up and began heading to the back doors, Devin first asked Charlie then smiled and turned to his father. "Dad, you're not going to the reception at the Waldorf are you?"
The man shook his head. "No, there's a party at the theater."
"Can we have your passes then? We'd like to try and see Blackie if we can and I don't think we'll be able to get near that place without them."
"Dev, I was hoping you'd come to the theater."
"I'm sure he's not going to want to hang or anything. We just want to say congratulations if we can. We'll be at the theater within an hour. Okay?" He asked Charlie and his Dad at the same time.
Reaching into his inside pocket Don produced an envelope. "Ok then, that's fine. Just be sure you stop by."
"We will be there, Dad, I promise." He said as he pushed his way past his grandfather and hugged the man, "Congratulations."
Returning the hug Don smiled. "Thanks, Devin, now go on. Go see your friends and give him my congratulations."
"We will," he smiled as he grabbed Charlie's hand. "Come on, it's only about five blocks, with this traffic we can probably beat them there on foot."
Karen/Ryan's
Ryan paced his bedroom watching the clock. Thinking enough time had passed he locked his bedroom door and went through the bathroom that adjoined his room to hers. Going straight to her door and finding it already locked he turned, ran to the bed, climbed in, and pulled her into his arms.
She pushed her lips to his and wrapped her legs around his waist. "We so should not be doing this."
"Been . . .. too. . . . .long. . " He panted and moaned between long kisses. "I need you."
Pushing his sweats from his hips she moaned, "Need you too, baby."
Lifting his body so she could pull the fabric from him then falling back down on top of her, he rolled to his back and pulled her atop of him.
Lifting up she quickly impaled herself on him and began to move.
Whimpering as she came down on top of him, he pushed his hands up over her stomach then her breasts caressing her flesh and thrusting himself against her.
Waldorf Astoria
Pulling his lips from Noah's Blackie glanced out the window of the slowing Limo, "Oh my, l-l-l-look at all those people." He said to the others in the limo.
"Should I tell the driver to take us around the back?" Noah asked.
"Come on, Sticks," Danny whined. "This is out night. Can't we go in like everyone else?"
Taking a deep breath Blackie nodded his head. "It's ok, Noah, besides we're not really stars or anything."
As the car stopped and the driver got out of the car, Anna said, "Holly and I are going to go upstairs and at least check on the kids before anything else."
Stepping out Blackie replied, "We're going up too." He turned to Danny, "We'll be back down is that cool?"
Stepping out next to Blackie and turning back to help Claudia out he said, "Yeah, sure, then looked down the roped walkway to the flashing cameras and people calling out to the celebrities, "This is so fucking awesome, Dude!"
Blackie retreated a bit into Noah's arm. "Not to me," he said just loud enough to be heard. "Go on in and have fun. I wanna see my kids." He then turned back to the car. As soon as Holly and Anna were out he said, "Come on, let's go." Wrapping his arm around Noah's waist, he began to walk up the walk with his head slightly lowered.
"Blackie....Blackie." screamed a young red haired boy with his arm locked tightly around another teen with light brown hair who was also calling for the song writer."
Lifting his head just enough to get a glimpse of who was calling him, he stopped when he saw the couple. Leaning into Noah, he directed the man's attention, "Can we go over?" he asked him.
Following his lover's gaze Noah nodded and pulled away slightly taking Blackie's hand firmly in his own.
Blackie guided his lover back close to him as he walked to the two. "Hey, guys," he greeted as they approached.
"Hi Blackie" the red head greeted. "My name's Mitch, this is my boyfriend Cove. That's not his real name but he don't like his real name so I can't tell you what it is."
Extending his hand, "Nice to meet you, Mitch, Cove," Chucking to himself he continued, "What ever it is, can't be worse then Albert."
"At least you got a guys name," the boy laughed and leaned across the barrier. "Shirley."
Blackie scrunched his face then smiled. "Cove is cool, I like it."
"Me too. Can we like have your autograph?" he asked as Mitch cut in. "That was so cool what you did on TV."
"Sure," he answered, "Do you have a pen?" Looking up to Noah he smiled, "I just spoke from my heart . . . I'm sorry. This is Noah," he introduced pulling his lover even closer to him.
2 sets of eyes settled on Noah's face. "Wow, like hi," rattled Mitch.
Noah smiled, "Hi, it's nice to meet you guys."
Cove looked down at their still intertwined hands. "That's so cool you know."
Following the teen's gaze, Blackie smiled as he squeezed Noah's hand. "Thank you."
Handing Blackie the pen Mitch yanked his jacket off and shoved up his shirtsleeve. "I don't have any paper."
Cove laughed at his boyfriend and dug in his pocket pulling out a receipt from Burger King. "Here. Put your jacket back on."
Taking the paper, Blackie looked at it and laughed as he signed the back, "MMMM, Can we get some Whoppers, Babe? That sounds good."
Noah laughed and kissed his cheek. "How about lunch tomorrow?" he asked as Mitch grabbed the backpack off his back and dug through it. Pulling out a crumpled bag he pushed it toward the young songwriter and musician. "Here, I work there. There's 4 in there."
Laughing Blackie shook his head, "You don't have to give me your dinner, but thank you."
The boy continued to hold out the bag. "No really take 'em, it's cause of you I decided to do something."
"Well, thank you," he said taking the bag. "What did you decide to do?" he asked curiously.
"Owe stop pushing." Cove yelled as the crowed surged forward when the latest celebrity appeared.
"Thanks." Mitch said to his boyfriend and then turned back to Blackie. "I told my dad about Cove."
"It went okay?" Blackie asked with a supportive smile.
"Pretty much." he answered. "First he yelled at me to get out, but by the time I had packed some stuff and got ready to leave, Cove's mom said I could stay there, he had changed his mind."
Reaching across the rope, Blackie wrapped his arms around the teen and pulled him in, not knowing what to say he just patted the boys back.
Mitch stiffened the hug coming unexpected; he then relaxed. "It's cool; me and Dad talked about it and he told me he loves me."
"Good," Blackie said in his ear, "That's wonderful." He then moved to the other teen and hugged him quick. "You guys are terrific."
Returning the hug Cove smiled. "And you're like totally awesome."
"Well, thanks, and thanks for dinner," he said holding up the bag. "I need to go inside, good night."
"Good night." Cove said. As Blackie and Noah started to walk away Mitch yelled. "Hey, Blackie, wait."
He stopped and turned back to the other two.
"Hope you like onions and pickles, those burgers are double onion and pickle. Made em myself."
Patting his stomach he smiled "Sounds delicious, thanks Mitch. You two take care okay." Blackie then turned and started back up the walk, releasing Noah's hand only long enough to slide his arm back around his waist, "Oh my god, Noah. Did you hear what he said? My speech tonight made him. . . " His voice trailed, his awe taking over.
Noah leaned in, "Pretty fucking incredible hu? I'm so proud of you, Babe." He said his voice being drowned out by reporters calling out Blackie's name. Noah looked over the man's shoulder. "Looks like they want some pictures."
He looked away and shrugged, "I hate that part you know."
"I know. It's up to you."
Weighing everything in his mind quickly he turned and took a couple steps to the other side of the walkway, keeping Noah at his side the entire time. He stopped and smiled for the cameras and politely answered questions for a few moments, then leaned back into Noah, "Let's go upstairs. I want to hold the baby."
Noah nodded, and Blackie waved at the cameras as he turned and headed back into the hotel with Noah.
They maneuvered their way to the crowd and stepped onto an elevator. "Quick push the button before someone else gets on," Blackie laughed.
Noah quickly did as Blackie asked laughing as the other man quickly fell against his body pushing his lips to his own.
"I love you, Doc," he said with a content smile on his face.
"Love you too," Noah smiled back leaning back in and kissing his nose.
"I got a surprise for you," He teased letting his hand fall to the man's crotch.
His entire body lurching Noah moaned, "You do? I think I'm going to like it."
"We might have to skip the reception though," He asked as much as stated.
Before Noah could answer, the elevator doors opened and Blackie was shocked to see the halls crowded with people. "Shit!" he said out loud.
Sensing his lover's tension, Noah took his hand, "Just stick close to me, Babe. I'll get us to our room."
Blackie nodded and grabbed the man's hand then moved in tight behind him, letting Noah push them through the people to their room.
Standing in front of the slightly ajar door, Noah called out a little louder then he had to, "Okay, Babe, we're here. I'll open the door and you go on in." Pushing the door open, he stepped to the side, and lifted his arm, guiding Blackie under it, and stepped back with laughter as their friends and family sprayed the man with Champaign.
Ducking and laughing as the sweet fluid sprayed at him from all directions he reached back, grabbed the doctor, and pulled him into the spray with him. "NOAH, you big brat."
"Congratulations, Kid," Noah smiled as he pulled Blackie into his arms and kissed him deep as they were doused with Champaign.
Twenty minutes later
Blackie came from the bathroom wearing only his comfortable sweat pants. The suite now quiet, he flipped on the stereo in the bedroom and adjusted to the tuner till he found a mellow station. Walking back into the main room, he found Noah on the couch holding Brodie and reading the book to Robin as she held it and flipped pages for him. Stopping at the room service cart, he poured two glasses of the red wine and made his way to the couch. Setting the glasses on the coffee table, he picked up Robin, sat down, and brought her down to his lap. "Where are you?" He asked Robin.
The little girl pointed at the page, "Ight here, Daddy."
Looking to Noah, and getting a nod from the doctor, Blackie looked back and picked up where Noah had left off, inching in and cuddling up to the man as he read to the kids.
Atlanta
Walking in the back door, Buffy dropped her car keys and the brown take out bag on the counter. Taking off her coat, she laid it over the chair. Going back to pick up the bag, she started to, then leaned over and pet the dog's nose that was now laying on the counter. "No, King," she said with a light laugh, "That's Daddy's."
The dog whimpered, and she laughed again pointing to the large blanket on the floor near the laundry room, "Good night, King." Turning away the dog obediently made it's way back to the bed.
Picking the bag up off the counter, Buffy made her way through the house and up the steps, slowly pushing the bedroom door open she took in her husband as he shuffled through paperwork in the large bed, Nightline coming across the airwaves. Kicking off her shoes, she slipped into bed next to him and offered up the bag.
Opening the bag Henry found 2 Big Macs a large fry and 2 apple pies. "What's this?"
"A late night treat," she smiled as she leaned in and kissed his cheek.
"I don't understand," he stated softly while searching her face for answers and not finding any.
Reaching in the bag and coming back with a fry, she took a bite and then offered it up for him. "Enough is enough, you told me we'd try for a year, that year has come and gone."
He hung his head. "I'm sorry, Buffy."
"Don't be sorry," she said as she offered the fry again. "I love you, and I love Scott. No more sprouts and green tea, Henry. It's time to accept it just isn't God's plan for us and move on."
Guilt laying heavily on his heart he forced a smile. "Sprouts aren't that bad."
She broke out in a fit of laughter, "Henry John Drake, you hate sprouts! You only put up with all of this for me," Leaning in she kissed his lips softly, "and I love you for it, Baby."
Returning the kiss he then pulled away. "But I didn't really."
"What are you talking about?" She said sliding her hand up his cheek, "Your daily burger binges?"
His eyes shot up. "You knew about that?"
She giggled "Between your secretary and your five year old son, you can't keep any secrets from me." Biting her lip, she leaned into the man's shoulder, "It never had anything to do with you, Henry, and you have fathered two children to prove that."
"Has everything to do with me," he whispered sadly and leaned back in the bed pulling her in his arms. "I love you so much, Honey. I still don't quite understand how you could love me but I am so grateful you do."
She slid her hand up his chest, "I've been praying on this a lot lately, dear. I know in my heart that letting go is the right thing to do. I'm okay with it."
As he listened to her he couldn't help but grieve for a child that would never be theirs. Sitting up he pushed his papers back into folders and let the folders fall to the floor. Pulling his knees up he buried his face and sobbed for the future that was now present that he had robbed her of almost 15 years ago.
"Oh Henry," she consoled, moving up behind him and wrapping her arms around his neck, "Please, don't baby. Don't beat yourself up over this."
Pulling her in and holding her tight he continued to cry but he calmed himself enough to speak. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't be doing this, not now. I should have done it then but I couldn't."
Buffy had believed her weeks of soul searching and prayer had brought her to a comfortable place with her past, but seeing the man she loved reduced to tears, broke her heart. She held him tight as her own tears began to fall against his shoulder.
Waldorf Astoria
Hearing the room door open, Blackie finished lighting the candles on the bedside, standing only in his open robe, "Noah, can you come here?" He called out.
"Yeah, just gimmie a second." Noah replied and knocked on Anna and Holly's door. Getting the ok he opened it to find them cuddling in bed. "We're turning in for the night. Just wanted to let you know both the kids are settled in down in Stacy's room."
"Thanks, Noah," The both responded, and turned back to each other as the door closed.
Walking into the bedroom Noah gasped out loud at the room lit entirely by candlelight. The warm fruit scent filling the room, "Wow."
Smiling, Blackie slowly crossed to him, "You like?" he asked as he began to slowly unbutton the buttons on Noah's shirt.
Dropping his head Noah kissed Blackie's lips softly. "I do. You're simply amazing."
Pulling the tails of the shirt out of the man's pants, he slowly pushed his hands back up the man's chest, "I almost forgot how hot you looked all dressed up."
"Me?" Noah grinned. "I almost forgot how to swallow when you got dressed tonight."
The man chuckled low, "Remember in the elevator, when I said I had plans for you?"
"Uh huh."
Stepping back out of the man's arms, he took his hand and led him to the bed; pointing to a few items he had lying in the center, "If you would like. If not, just say so, Doc."
Looking to the bed Noah's mouth watered at the sight of some of their toys. "Y--you want to play?"
Sitting on the side of the bed, Blackie picked up the items one at a time and showed them, "The restraints, a blind fold, a gag, your favorite nipple clamps," He said flipping the switch and letting the buzz fill the room for a moment. "Nothing real harsh," He looked up, "but if you'll allow me, I would like to restrain you to the bed and make love to you."
Dropping to his knees Noah smiled warmly. "I'm yours."
Stroking the man's face for a moment, he leaned in and kissed his lips softly, then guided him up to his feet. "Let me help you," he said motioning to the brace before he moved behind Noah and pulled the shirt back off his shoulders and let it drop to the floor. Coming back around to his front, he worked open the man's fly and let his pants also fall to the ground. Stepping up, he rubbed his cheek against Noah's chest. "The center of the bed, spread out for me, please. Move the toys toward the foot of the bed first."
"Yes, Blackie." Noah whispered as he leaned into his lover's caress for just a moment then moved to do as he was asked. Laying on the bed he stretched out his arms and legs. "Any special rules I need to know about, Sir?"
Moving to the foot of the bed, Blackie restrained the man's ankles, and hooked the restraints to the foot posts first. He slowly moved up the bed, taking Noah's hand, he kissed the palm and then the back before attaching the restraint. "I have a couple more surprises for you along the way. I think you're going to love them, but if I'm wrong I want you to tell me right away if you don't want it. Do you understand?" He asked as he attached the man's arm to the post of the bed.
Noah locked his eyes on Blackie's; already feeling the sensations of being immobile. "Yes, Blackie."
Leaning down over the man, he kissed his lips softly, "I prefer that over sir. If you want to use sir, it's okay, but go easy with it?" he requested softly.
'Shit.' Noah cussed himself. "I'm sorry."
"No," he whispered, "It's okay, just don't overdue it." He pointed to man's braced arm, "Extend it out so your comfortable, then leave it just like that. It's bound by my love and you're not to move it unless I tell you to."
Extending his right arm so that it rest against the pillow Noah pushed out the pillow finding it both comfortable and uncomfortable at the same time. "Can I have it under please?"
Gently lifting the man's arm, Blackie pushed the pillow back under it. "Comfortable?"
Noah laughed. "No. I meant can my arm be under the pillow?"
Blackie smiled, "I'm sorry," Moving it back, he asked. "Like that?"
His arm now flat against the bed Noah nodded. "Perfect."
"Don't do more then you can handle with that arm, okay? It's too important not to injure it more." Sitting down and leaning in, he kissed the man's lips. "Sit in wait for me, my love. I will be back shortly."
Lifting at his shoulder Noah struggled slightly. "Can't do anything with it. It's tied tighter than all 3 physical restraints put together."
Blackie smiled warmly back at the man, before walking into the bathroom. He closed the door and hung the bathrobe on the hook. Looking back to the items he had spread out over the sink, he picked up the small bottle of scented oil first and opened it. Bringing it to his nose he inhaled the lavender scent. Smiling he dumped some in his hand and starting at his feet, slowly worked the oil up every inch of his entire body. Wiping the excess of his hands on the towel, he looked in the mirror, and played with his hair a bit, teasing it before he looked down and picked up the cock ring. Rolling his head back, he let one hand slide down his body and stroke his manhood till it became aroused, then using the other hand slipped the ring into place.
Looking back to the mirror, he carefully washed his hands in the sink, before opening the last box on the sink. Looking down at the item inside, he smiled, hoping Noah would appreciate it as much as he hoped.
A moment later he opened the door and walked back into the candle lit bedroom. Crossing back to the foot of the bed he asked, "How you doing, Doc?"
The scent of flowers hit his nose. "Mmmmm lavendar." he moaned softly as his eyes settled on Blackie's erect cock jutting out from his dark pubic hair; Noah swallowed hard as his mouth watered.
Smiling slightly, he turned to the man's leg firmly massaging the flesh he leaned over and rubbed his cheek against his lover's calf, "So beautiful," He slurred in a whisper. Looking down, he decided it was just too hard to continue to hide, opened his mouth to a wide smile, and slowly looked up toward Noah.
The bound man gasped as he spotted the silver fangs in his lover's mouth. "Really? You want to?"
"You said awhile back you thought you would like it," Blackie answered as he slowly worked his hands up the inside of both Noah's legs. "I think I would too."
'It's his night and he's bringing your fantasy to life.' Noah said to himself as he arched his back. "I love you much, Blackie."
"I love you too, Doc," He answered, as he lowered himself, opened his mouth wide, and drug his whole tongue slowly up the full length of Noah's cock.
He lifted his hips to meet Blackie's mouth. "Feels so good."
Gasping and pulling back slightly, Blackie chuckled, "Careful babe, these things are razor sharp." He held up his finger displaying a fresh cut, "I did that putting them on."
Sinking back onto the bed Noah smiled. "I won't move."
Very mindful of what he was doing, Blackie opened his mouth wide again, and came down over Noah's throbbing organ, slowly closing his mouth around it, he slid his tongue and sucked at the flesh as he carefully moved.
"Ummmm." Noah groaned out loud. Rolling his head back he gave into the sensations of being bound and of Blackie's expert workings with his mouth. Thrusting upward only slightly Noah's body tingled with the knowledge of the erotic danger they were playing with.
Sliding his hand lower, Blackie let his hand caress Noah's balls as he continue to work at the man's flesh with his mouth.
Pulling on the restraints just to feel his muscles pull Noah panted as his chest began to heave.
Feeling the man's urgency, he carefully lifted his head up, and rolled it back, his mouth opened wide, he hoped it painted an erotic picture for his lover as he slowly slid his oil slicked body up Noah's. Lowering his mouth to the man's chest he kissed at the flesh.
Watching his lover's every movement Noah smiled with anticipation. "You're so fucking hot, you know that."
Squeezing his arms tight around Noah's chest, he kissed the defined muscle again, the slid up to the man's nipple, flicking his tongue around it, then moving as if to drag a fang across it, stopping just short of touching it.
"Uh uh...." Noah panted but then withered when the man didn't make contact. "Brat."
He had carefully examined each fang, and knew they were only sharp about a third of the way up. Very carefully he nudged the man's nipple with the upper part of the metal.
"UMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM." Noah screamed loudly.
In the next room Anna giggled. "Noah's giving you a run for your money in the loud department, Love." she whispered against Holly's stomach.
Giggling the woman ran her fingers through Anna's long tresses, "He's so competitive. How 'bout we give him a run for his money?"
She slipped her hand between Holly's legs. "Sounds like a plan."
"Bbbbbblackie." Noah panted, as his lover worked his chest over.
Sliding up a bit, and resting his chin on the man's sternum, he asked with a big smile, "What, Babe?"
"Please?" Noah smiled and let his mouth fall open.
Bracing his hands on Noah's shoulder, he spread his legs wide and pushed to drag his lower body up Noah's chest, in a gymnastic type move. Lifting his whole body up on his arms, he then pulled his knees in lowering them to the bed above Noah's shoulders.
"HOLY SHIT!!!!"
Laughing proudly, Blackie leaned forward on his knees, pushing his cock past his lover's parted lips.
'Where the hell did he learn that?' Noah wondered as he began to suck on the head of Blackie's dick.
"You like the stuff I've added to my workout?" Blackie asked, reading his lover's questioning eyes, and reaching up to grab the headboard.
Twisting his head to the side Noah grinned. "Oh fuck yeah, and speaking of fuck will you?"
"Do you mean like this?" Blackie asked rocking his hips back and forth a bit, using the headboard for leverage.
"Uh huh." Noah answered his eyes wide with lust and desire as he moved back into place.
Moving gently at first he pushed himself into Noah's mouth and moved at a slower pace till he felt that Noah was comfortable and ready.
Feeling a case of the yips coming on as Blackie began to fuck his mouth and throat Noah forced himself to relax. 'You want this Noah chill out, you just asked for. It's no different than any of the other times except you can't move and you like that remember.' he told himself.
'That's it, Noah,' Blackie thought to himself, watching his lover's face. 'relax, relax, yeah,' seeing his lover had totally let go, he began to speed up his thrusts.
'Oh fuck yeah, feels so good.' Noah moaned internally. Arching his chest he forced Blackie to go deeper.
"That what you want, hu, Babe?" He said in mock harshness as he moved even harder and faster against the man's face.
Nodding and raking his teeth on the back thrusts Noah locked his eyes on the ceiling.
"Ohhhhh yeahhhhhh, Doc," Blackie moaned rolling his head back as he continued to fuck the man's mouth. "Feels so fucking amazing."
'Likes that huh?' Noah grinned to himself and counted to 20 while Blackie pumped in and out of his mouth and throat. Suddenly without warning he brought his teeth down sharply on the head of his lover's cock forcing Blackie to cry out.
Pushing himself back he slid his hand down his chest and over his stomach to his cock showing the man the ring he had applied in the bathroom. "Nice try, though," he panted as he then lowered himself and slid down the man's body, laying atop of him. "Ohhh, you're all hot at sticky," He groaned as he licked at the man's skin. "ahhhh, you taste so good," He moaned.
"No fair you dick tease." Noah pretended to pout. "That feels so good Blackie, I can't even describe exactly how much."
"I love you so much," he hungrily kissed at his flesh, sliding his hands up his face, "I want to feed!" he begged looking in the man's eyes.
Noah arched his neck, exposing a wide expanse of flesh. "Do it, Babe. Do it hard just like we talked about and do it NOW."
Pushing himself up a bit he looked at Noah's offered neck and swallowed, his heart swelling inside him, 'he'd literally give his life for me.' Eyeing his mark, he came down hard, burying the razor like fangs in his neck, then pulling back on them, waiting for the bitter fluid to hit his taste buds.
"Aaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggggggguuuuugggggg" Noah cried out as the sharp metal fangs sunk into his neck. "That's it, Babe, drink."
Sliding his arms under Noah's shoulders he held him tight as he ground his hips down against the man's pelvis all the while sucking and licking at the wound, 'We are one, my love' he thought to himself. 'Your body nourishes mine.'
As he felt his blood rushing from his body and into Blackie's, Noah arched his hips rocking against Blackie's, their hard cocks sliding together as if dancing an erotic tango.
As the blood continued to pour into his mouth and down his throat, Blackie hungrily lapped, but knew in his mind it was time to be thinking about stopping.
Hanging on the edge of orgasmic bliss Noah panted. "Again...please....don't stop."
Noah's words hit Blackie's ears, and confusion clouded his mind. He had expected "count" and instead got "don't stop. .. again?" Not able to deny his lover, but knowing he had already bled too much, he moved down and buried the fangs into the man's shoulder while sliding his hand up and applying pressure to the man's neck.
Noah's body and mind exploded with the new bite.
Feeling the man's hot seed splashing against his body, Blackie tightened his embrace, holding him tight as he rode out the climax.
His adrenaline beginning to ebb Noah suddenly felt cold and he shivered in Blackie's tight embrace. "Fucking, wow."
Reaching up with one hand, he released the man's arm from the bed, and slid his other hand down pulling the ring from his cock. "Yeah, Wow," he whispered as he stroked his own flesh. "You okay, babe?"
"Just a little chilly." Noah responded as he reached down and grabbed Blackie's hip. "Shower?"
"That what you want?" Blackie asked as he pushed his body up.
"Yeah...for now."
"For now?" he smiled, "You slut," He teased playfully as he straddled the man's chest and began stroking himself faster. Looking down at Noah's braced hand he said, "You can move your arm if you'd like," then groaned and panted as he was getting closer.
Immediately Noah brought his hand up and laid it against Blackie's hip. He had just enough time to smile and open his mouth before being pelted with hot cum as it spurted from Blackie's twitching dick.
Groaning as he rode out the orgasmic waves, Blackie then lowered himself down covering Noah's body, and kissing the missed seed from his face. "You're like an ice cube, Noah, and you're really pale," He said his voice showing his overwhelming concern.
"Am I?" he asked, his teeth shattering slightly.
"Yes," he began to panic. "It was too much wasn't it?"
"NO." he said firmly and then admitted "Yeah a little bit, not because of you. It's only been a month since we did these." he touched the carving on Blackie's shoulder.
Sliding down and undoing the foot restraints he came back up with the blankets. Pulling him tight into his arms and covering them both tight. "I didn't think about that, Noah. I'm sorry." He said as he reached into his mouth and pulled the caps from his teeth.
"I'm not." Noah shivered. "What we just did was an amazing experience, I do have a favor I'd like to ask for though."
"Anything my love," He said as he leaned down and kissed his forehead.
"Can you call room service and order me some orange juice and a big rare steak?"
"Uh-hu, then how about a nice hot bath after that?" He offered as he picked up the phone and dialed the number.
"Perfect, but can we play that by ear?"
After ordering the room service, Blackie asked, "Hey, there are chocolates, nuts, and stuff out there in the stuff from the singers. Would that help you, Doc?"
His head spinning Noah nodded. "Anything. Skipped dinner."
"I'll be right back, my love," Blackie said as he fled out to the other room, quickly coming back he opened the fancy glass container and poured the mixed nuts in his hand, "Here, babe, Open," he said holding his hand to the man's mouth.
Chewing the nuts Noah swallowed. "Let's try something with sugar to get rid of the blond fuzzies."
Setting the canister down, he lowered himself to the floor and grabbed another tin. Opening it, he smiled, picked up a piece of the nut filled pastry inside and offered it to Noah's lips, "Oooohhhhhh, Sting did his homework, babe."
Letting the baklava melt on his tongue Noah swallowed slowly. "Mmmm that IS good."
Licking the honey residue from his fingers, Blackie groaned, "oh yeah. . ." as he started to set it down, he was hit with the moment, "Fuck, Noah, we're sitting here eating Baklava that was sent to me by fucking Sting." He reached for another box, and opened it. "Chocolate covered Cherries from . . . " He then burst out laughing, "No WAY!"
Noah grinned. "From who?"
Unable to stop laughing he answered, "Madonna."
Noah giggled. "Cherries from Madonna? Kinda ironic huh?"
He nodded as he lifted one up and asked, "You want one?"
"Maybe half of one. I'm starting to get a sugar buzz now." he smiled as he reached down and grabbed another peice of baklava.
Pushing the chocolate past Noah's lips, "Been quite some time since I've given you my cherry," He chuckled at his weak joke. "You feeling any better babe?" he asked.
Noah laughed and then smiled. "Yeah I kinda am. Not so blond fuzzy anymore."
Leaning in on the side of the bed, he smiled warmly into his eyes, "Good, I was worried. Soon as I room service comes and goes, I'll climb back in bed with you."
"Ok." Noah picked up one of the restraints that had been on his ankles. "That was amazing Love, thank you for taking me there."
"Amazing for me too," he answered running his finger's up and down the man's arm.
Cats Theater
Devin wound his way through the crowd to his parents. "Mom, Dad; we're beat. How much longer do you think you'll be?"
"I'm not sure, son. Do you two want to take the car then just send it back for us?" Don asked in response.
Devin faked a yawn. The truth was he wasn't tired he was bored and having to practically drag his lover out. Charlie was completely captivated with the theater and it's magic.
Magic that had long been lost on the blond, "Yeah I think we will. Thanks, I'll send Nigel back here as soon as we get home."
Settling in the backseat of the limo, Charlie leaned back and looked to Devin with a smile, "That was so awesome, Babe. Thank you."
"You really like all that huh?"
He nodded quickly, "What's not to like?"
'Only everything.' he answered in his head and said "I dunno, it's never really been my thing though Dad really wants it to be." he reached over fingering the Kincaid Productions emblem that hung on his lover's neck. "He wants to make it Kincaid and Son you know."
"But you don't want that, Dev. You need to do what you want to," he said laying his hand against his boyfriend's chest.
"I know and he knows that too," he said wrapping his arms around his boyfriend.
Embracing the other teen, Charlie slumped down a little more and stroked his back.
'You ok Baby?"
"Uh-hu," he smiled. "Just enjoying . . . everything. You know when we're here, in the city, I just feel so good."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," he answered with a smile.
"Maybe someday and son-in-law instead of son?"
Charlie processed what the other teen was saying for a moment, "That would be," he paused, "But why would your dad? Would he?" Charlie asked.
"Sure he would." Devin kissed the top of Charlie's head. "He knows it's not my path in life. I want to write music not produce musicals, if you think it's something you might want to do you should talk to him."
"Maybe I will," he smiled, "But not tonight . . . we have plans for tonight," he said in a low husky voice.
A jolt of excitement coursed through the blond's body. "Can't wait."
"You don't have to," Charlie smiled and pointed out the window as the car slowed in front of their building.
"Nigel, go back and wait for Sal and Don." Dev told the driver as he opened the door before the car had completely stopped.
Walking into the apartment, Charlie pulled his new duster from his body as they crossed the living room, walking by the boxes of new clothes. Dropping the jacket on top of one stack of boxes, he began to unbutton his shirt as he followed Devin into the bedroom.
Pulling his tux off Devin stripped down to his underwear; a skintight black leather thong.
Whistling at his boyfriend, Charlie stepped out of his brand new tux, carefully laying the clothes on the chair by the bed.
"You like?" He asked as he strutted around the room.
"You know I do," he answered as he laid his naked form sideways across the bed and watched him.
He smirked. "Yeah, I do know." He spun and spread his legs shoulder width apart and then bent over pulling on the string of the thong.
"MMMM MMMM MMM," Charlie encouraged, "Looks good enough to eat, babe."
The blond placed his palms flat against the white plush carpet. "Hungry?" he asked as he swayed his hips in the air.
"OH yeah," He moaned again.
"So why are you way over there?"
Crawling across the bed, then down to the floor, he moved in behind Devin and clamped down, sinking his teeth into the flesh of the man's ass.
The bite came so unexpected Devin forgot he was holding himself up and let his arms buckle, causing the boy to do a near perfect not quite tucked summersault.
Falling back on his heels Charlie laughed, ""What the? Devin!"
He looked up sheepishly. "Wow, what prompted the Dracula impression?"
"Told you, you looked good enough to eat," He smiled and said slyly.
Wiggling out of the thong Devin moved into a splits position and then bent forward putting his chest to the floor and exposing his ass. "Then eat."
Nearly leaping across the room, Charlie used his hands to separate the cheeks of Devin's ass, and let his mouth fall to his opening, pushing against it with his tongue.
"Oh fuck, Baby, yeah." Dev mumbled into the carpet.
Encouraged by the man's words, Charlie only intensified what he was doing.
Crying out as his lover squeezed and manipulated his balls Devin fought against his own basic instincts, afraid of making his lover fearful.
Sliding and clawing up Devin's body, Charlie passionately cried, "I want you, Devin. I want to fuck you."
Seeing his opening Devin reached back tangling his fingers in Charlie's hair. "I want you to."
Coming flat down on his body, he entered the man in one swift motion.
Devin felt his leg muscles pull to their very limits and for the first time since loosing his virginity he stopped his partner. "Owe...Charlie...hurts."
Pulling back from him, Charlie panicked, "I'm sorry. I'm sorry."
The blond pulled his legs back down and turned to his boyfriend. "No baby, you didn't hurt me. I haven't been stretching like I used to and it got to be too much is all."
"You sure?" he asked quietly.
"Positive." He crawled up onto the bed and laid on his back, grabbing the headboard and pulling his legs into the air. "Now weren't you in the middle of fucking me?"
Turning, he crawled up on the bed, and slid up Devin's legs, Letting his chest lay against them, he slid his hands down and under the mans ass to his hips, holding them tight as he entered his lover's body.
Devin groaned as his body was filled. "Oh yeah.... now THAT doesn't hurt."
Charlie lifted Devin from the bed with his hands and drove him back down with the thrusts of his pelvis and he pushed his own arousal higher and higher.
Devin clutched the headboard tighter. 'My god what the hell got into him?'
Moving his hands so they went over the man's legs and around his hips, Charlie slid himself closer yet to the man, continuing to thrust himself in and out of his ass, as he lowered his head, and caught Devin's cock between his lips and then sucked it into his mouth.
"Fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuck, Charlie." Devin screamed out.
His lover's pleasure filled cries hitting his ears was the final straw for Charlie as he could no longer hold back his impending climax and exploded deep inside the other teen.
Riding out his boyfriend's orgasm Devin let go of his own.
His mouth filling with his boyfriend's jism, Charlie gulped and swallowed till Devin's cries softened and his body stopped twitching, he then carefully lowered his body to the bed, and slid up, laying down next to him and pulling him in his arms.
After several moments of quiet cuddling Dev pushed himself up and looked down in Charlie's eyes. "That was great Baby, but...."
"But what?" he asked softly.
"You were so aggressive. I loved it."
He smiled, "I just followed my feelings, and at that moment I just wanted you so bad."
"Mmmm, it was perfect." he laid his head on Charlie's chest and stroked his thigh softly. "You think we can just lay like this awhile before...?"
"That sounds nice to me," Charlie answered, "And when you're ready, you let me know."
"In a little while." he smiled lazily. "Love you sexy, crazy, hot Charlie."
Holding Devin tighter he blushed, "Awe, Devin. . . I love you."
Waldorf Astoria
Unlocking the door, Claudia followed Danny into the bedroom picking up the clothes he shed along the way. In the bedroom she grabbed his arm, and spun him to her, "You think I'm going to spend the next 80 years picking up your clothes, just cause you won a Grammy or something," she smiled.
He laughed. "Awe, Baby, it's not cause I won a Grammy."
"It's not," She spoke against his lips as she kissed him, "Why am I picking up your clothes then?"
"Cause you're a neat freak," he giggled and pulled her down on the bed.
Letting his clothes fall to the floor as he pulled her atop she laughed and continued to giggle as he rolled them, coming down on top of her and kissing at her neck.
Reaching up behind her he pulled the zipper down and then pulled the front of her dress down. "Oh yeah Baby, how bout investing in a whole wardrobe of clothes that don't allow bras."
Her laughs turning to passionate coos as he began to lick and kiss at her flesh, she asked, "If it makes you act like this every night, I might have to." She then pulled him rolling them again on the bed.
Flicking his tongue over her left nipple he moaned. "I love your tits baby, they're perfect."
"As perfect a Miss Dolly's," She asked as she wiggled beneath him, trying to pull the dress further down.
Reaching up under her dress and pulling down her thigh high stocking he reveled in the feel of the hair on her legs. "More then perfect, Claud. You know I don't REALLY go for the Casper look anyway."
Her body lurched and a gasp escaped her mouth as he tugged the stockings from her body, "I love you, Daniel." She breathed as he pulled at the dress, hearing the seam tear, she didn't care and helped to push it completely off.
Danny caressed her body, thrilling in the texture of her skin. "I love you too, Claudia."
Turning the tables, Claudia rolled them again, this time coming down on him and kissing and licking at his chest while letting her fingers tangle in the hair there.
"Ut uh." he laughed as he grabbed her shoulders and rolled her back to her back and sliding down her body to swirl his tongue in her navel.
Reaching down and pushing her fingers through his hair he body lurched again, "Oh Danny," she moaned as his mouth caressed her body.
He laid his chin on her stomach and smiled into her eyes. "Like that?"
"You know I do," She smiled back as she ran her finger down his nose.
Catching the finger between his teeth he bit down and then burst into the giggles as he went to roll to his back and landed on the floor instead.
Breaking out into a fit of giggles Claudia leaned over the edge, "What are you doing down there, baby?"
"Counting the cracks in the ceiling. You wanna come sit on my face and gimmie something better to do?"
Pushing herself off the bed and landing on top of him she laughed, "If you insist."
Mumbling incoherent nonsense as he went to work between her legs with his tongue he slid his hands up her rib cage to her breasts cupping and stroking them.
Her body submitting to him, she groaned as she leaned forward, letting her hands catch on the nightstand pushing the phone against the wall and knocking it off the hook.
In the next room Mary jumped straight up in her sleep. "What the hell was that?"
Grabbing the woman's arm and pulling her back down to the bed Sean mumbled, "Your son and daughter-in-law, I think they're mud wrestling or something."
She settled back down. "Damn, I had forgotten how noisy they can be."
Pulling the pillow from underneath him he covered his head, "Yeah, me too."
"Danny Danny Danny." Claudia panted the man's name as she rocked her self back and forth still riding his face.
Knowing he had her right on the edge, he used his knowledge of the woman to hold her right there just a moment longer, before pushing her over the edge.
Her screams becoming high-pitched squeaks, she collapsed down on his body, her breathing labored and her flesh quivering.
Sliding his hands up over her body, he panted as his breathing became more normal, "Oh, baby, I love it when you scream."
"You might, boy, but I sure as hell don't," rang Sean's voice from the other room.
Feeling a flush come over him, he muttered, "This is MY room, he don't like it he can. . .." Not knowing how to finish the statement, he pulled Claudia to him, "Let's get back in the bed baby."
Karen/Ryan's
His head rolled back on the pillow, his hands clawing at her hips and his eyes clenched shut, Ryan moved the woman up and down on his hips biting his own lips to keep his passionate cries locked deep within him.
"Oh yeah, RyRy, that's it." she whispered bringing her head down and capturing his mouth, her long hair falling like a curtain around their faces.
Opening his mouth to accept her probing tongue he kissed her deeply, as his hands slid from her hips around him to her ass, squeezing her flesh tight as he continued to guide her movements.
Taking his hands in hers she rolled to her back landing between his open legs. "Now Baby."
Dropping his weight down on her he kissed her deeply while moving against her body at a nearly savage pace, breaking away, he slid his mouth to her ear, "Come on, Kare, come on, Sweetheart."
Wrapping her legs around his waist she pushed her hips up into his. "Oh yeah, baby brother, come on fuck me."
Moaning low in her ear he continued to push himself against the woman beneath him. "Yeah, come for me, come on, Kare."
"Why would I wanna do that so soon?" she flexed her muscles, squeezing his cock inside her. "You're so fucking hard, Baby."
"Soon?" he laughed low in her ear, "We've been at it for hours, sissy. We're just begging to get caught but you love that risk don't you," he said slyly as he twisted his hips against her.
"And you could go hours more." she laughed wickedly.
"And you love it, you love what that shit does to me," He answered motioning to the nightstand with his head.
"Mmmm you know it." she licked at his shoulder. "I'm starting to get a little chafed though, why don't you find somewhere else to shove that hot dick of yours."
Pulling back long enough to grab the woman's shoulder he quickly rolled her to her stomach, and grabbed her hips pulling her back up to her knees. Slapping his hand once against her thigh, he then moved in and quickly entered ass with a single thrust.
Biting the comforter she screamed into it.
"OH you love it!" He lustfully growled at her as he brought his hand around her waist. Finding her button, he manipulated it with his fingers as he continued to ride the woman.
Seeing orgasmic stars dancing in front of her eyes she panted out his name and encouraged his carnal assault on her ass.
Her voice crying out his name sent chills up his spine as he pushed further deeper and harder against her "Now, Karen, Now, I'm going to cum again, with me, sissy."
Rolling her head she nodded. "Fuck yeah cum on Ryan fill my ass and keep on fucking me if you can." she panted, that last part issued as a challenge.
Laughing at the mere thought he continued on till he felt weak and dizzy. His orgasmic waves washing over him, he held her tight as he exploded inside her then collapsed atop of her.
Flexing her ass muscles as he twitched inside her she moaned into the mattress. "Oh god, Baby brother." wiggling out from under him she flipped him to his back and laid down beside him pulling the dark haired man's hand between her legs. Licking at his ear and tasting the sweat she snickered. "I'm faaaaar from done. Don't fall asleep on me now, the coke was YOUR idea."
Kissing her cheek then her lips, he moaned. "Gimme a few minutes, and another line sugar."
Grabbing the hand mirror off the nightstand she stared down at it. "Last one, all yours." and laid it on his chest. "In the meantime," she flexed her thighs, squeezing his hand.
"Fuck," he moaned as he pushed his hand inside her, "We went through all that shit already." He said as he leaned in and inhaled the last bit of it.
Her body tightening and then relaxing as he slipped 4 fingers inside her she bit her lip so hard she drew blood.
"YOU love that don't you," the man growled as he handed the mirror back to her. "You love it.." As she took the mirror from him he rolled so he was laying between her legs still pounding four fingers in and out of her, "You can take more can't you," he leered.
Karen spread her legs wider and let her head roll back. "Yeah.....but.....not....like...that."
Watching lustfully as her cunt squeezed and released around his hand, he moved in and flicked his tongue against her core as he continued to thrust inside of her. "mmmmmmmm," he moaned, "Tastes so good, baby."
"Uhhhhh." she sputtered and thrashed her head. "Pound my pussy."
Doing as she requested he drove his hand against her faster and harder, sliding up her body and pushing his lips to hers, biting and kissing her mouth.
Her body protesting in pain she continued to welcome his assault. 'That's it Baby brother.' she mused to herself. 'Sissy likes it when you're crazy.'
Continuing to pound against her, he became more and more frustrated that he wasn't satisfying her, "Come, Kare, Come on," he mumbled against her mouth again.
"I'm there, Baby, relax." she mumbled and clamped her teeth down on his lip.
Moaning in pain, he felt his whole body locking up and a feeling of total and complete anxiety rush over him, "You feel good? Really?" He nearly cried.
Sensing that his mood had changed she wrapped her arms around his back and whispered calming words in his ear. "Yes, Baby, you ALWAYS make me feel good."
His body trembling in her arms, he felt his insides shaking like a leaf, "I got to stop a minute," his voice cracked, "I'm sorry."
She softly kissed his lips and guided his body to her side. "What's wrong, Ryan? Are you ok?"
"I'm so fucked up," he cried covering his head with his hands as the phone rang.
Ignoring the phone she pulled his hands down. "No, baby, you're not."
"Yeah I am," he laughed to cover his high anxiety as he rolled to his back and pointed to the phone, "answer that before it wakes the kid up."
Just then the machine picked up. "Too late." she smiled and laid her head on his chest. "Ryan, Baby, please don't do this. You're not fucked up, you're wonderful and sweet and I love you so much."
"I love you too, sis," He said pulling her down into his open arms.
"Want me to see who called?"
He nodded, "It's 3 am, baby, it has to be important."
She slid from the bed. "Ok, I'll be back in a few, you want anything while I'm downstairs?'
He shook his head as he wrapped his arms around the pillow.
5 minutes later Karen came back into her bedroom. "You have to call Blackie at 6 and do a phone interview to play in the 5 O'clock broadcast tonight."
He looked up at her, "I-I-I what?" Sheer panic overtaking him again, "I can't."
She sat on the bed. "Baby you can, you know you can and you can call him from right here in bed."
"KAREN! How much Coke have we done tonight? How am I going to do a coherent interview?"
"Ryan calm down, stop screaming. I did 1 line you did 2, NOT that much really." she reached over grabbing her purse and pulling out a plastic bag and a pill bottle. "See lots left." she held up the bag and then opened the bottle. "You want something to calm down?"
Trying to relax he shook his head and asked, "What time is it?"
"Almost 3." she answered as she popped a pill and swallowed without water. "You sure? It's just ludes."
"I'm sure, I'm sure," he said. "I got to sober up."
She opened the nightstand and pulled out a vile and needle. "Roll over."
Doing as she asked, he rolled to his stomach.
Massaging his shoulders she leaned down and whispered in his right ear. "Just a little shot to bring you down ok?"
"It won't fuck me up worse?" He asked.
"No, it'll just mellow you out a bit." she kissed his cheek. "I'd never hurt you baby brother."
"I know," he sighed into the pillow. "You're so good to me, Sissy," He then flinched as she poked him with the needle.
Tossing the syringe back into the drawer she rolled him to his back. "How do you feel?"
Taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly he said, "Okay. . . I should go lay in my own bed, hu?"
"You could, or you could just stay here. Randy won't get up till 7."
"I'd like that," he answered feeling himself going drowsy. "Set your alarm or something Don't let me sleep past 5:30. So I can prepare?"
After setting the clock she laid down next to him. Wrapping her arm around his waist. "I won't." she kissed his chest. "Love you, RyRy."
"Love you, Kare," he mumbled against her hair.
Waldorf Astoria
The silver tray sitting across Noah's lap, Blackie sat next to the man, cutting the steak on the plate, he smiled to Noah, and opened his mouth, indicating that's what he wanted Noah to do.
Smiling the doctor opened his mouth and took the piece of meat from the fork, chewing it, "Why are you feeding me, Love?"
"Cause the steak is rare, and it would too hard for you to cut with one hand . . . and you did it for me when my hand was broke . . . and I love you," He said with a warm peaceful smile as he began to cut another piece for the man.
Swallowing Noah leaned back against the pillows. "You know, it's times like this that I realize I am literally the luckiest man alive."
"Awe, you're so sweet." Blackie blushed as he offered the man the fork again. "You know you were wrong too."
He shook his head and picked up his glass of juice. "I am?" he asked as he took a drink.
"You were afraid a Grammy would turn my head, all it did was make me realize how much better it is here with you and the kids then in the limelight." He said as he turned back cutting another piece of meat.
Noah blushed. "I'm sorry, Babe."
"I didn't say it to make you sorry." He smiled leaning in and kissing his cheek then stroking his hair, "I just wanted you to know that I love you so much."
Nodding he took one last bite and while looking down at the not quite half eaten steak laughed. "When I said I wanted a big steak I didn't expect half a cow."
Giggling Blackie answered, "You feel better? How about that hot bath?"
"And after that hot sex?"
"You think you're up to it?" He asked with raised eyebrows, as he moved the tray off the bed.
"When am I not?"
"True," He smiled, as he got out of the bed. Tossing a box back to him as he ran toward the bathroom. "I'll start the water. Those are some new scented oils, pick out one you like."
Looking through the box Noah picked up a bottle. 'Passion?' he sniffed it and continued to poke through the contents. When his lover came back in the room Noah tossed him a bottle. "Lust."
Opening the bottle and smelling it he laughed, "Smells like Jamaica. Don't it? I'll dump some in."
Getting out of bed the doctor followed the younger man into the bathroom. "Jets?" he asked with his hand on the switch.
"Definitely," He answered as he poured a bit of the oil and leaned back into doctor's body.
Devin's Penthouse
Charlie lustfully looked up and down the man's body, as he slowly put the gel on the man's body then one by one attached the patches. "You're so beautiful you know that," he said looking deep into the blond teen's eyes.
Devin stared up into his boyfriend's eyes. "I love you, Charlie. You know what's going to happen right?"
Starting at the patches on the shoulders and working his way down the man's body, he hooked up the wires applying a soft gentle stroke to the teen's flesh between the patches.
"Uh-hu," he nodded as he slowly moved back up the man's body. "So I guess I'll say goodnight now," He smiled then let his lips fall softly to his boyfriend's.
Dev returned the kiss and laughed. "You gonna say goodnight all over again in 5 minutes when I wake up?"
With a wicked smile Charlie nodded, "You don't like kissing me?"
"You know I do, Baby."
Moving back against the wall, he pulled the battery between his legs, "You ready, Babe?"
Taking a few deep breaths Devin nodded and closed his eyes.
"Okay, on three," Charlie whispered putting his trembling hand to the switch, "One. . . two. . . three," he said as he moved the lever.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH" he screamed in anguished pain, his body lifting from the bed; hair standing straight up. When the shock had ran its course he slumped back to the bed satisfied.
Sticking his trembling hand out, Charlie quickly put his hand to the man's neck. Feeling a pulse and seeing his lover's breath, he took a deep breath of his own he quickly pulled the patches from the teen's body, and set them in a small bucket putting the battery and wires in the trunk, he then picked up the moist towel he had brought in earlier and wiped down then toweled off Devin's body, before crawling up next to him and pulling him into his arms.
"Mmmph" Devin stirred. "Water?"
Reaching across Devin's body, he got the glass from the nightstand and lifted his head, offering him a drink.
Gulping down the cool clear liquid he smiled. "You ok?"
"I'm fine," Charlie smiled as he pushed his fingers through Devin's hair. "How about you?"
"Spent, but jazzed. That make sense?"
"Uh-hu," he answered, as he leaned in and kissed Dev's forehead.
"I love you so much, Charlie, I love that you not only accept this about me but do it with me."
"Oh, babe, I love you. I want to spend our whole lives sharing things together."
"I know, it's...I don't know how to explain it."
He ran his hand over the man's cheek softly caressing his back as well, "I admit it scares me a little bit, even now, but that's all the reason I want to be right by your side so I can take care of you."
"It should scare you, it scares me; that's what I get off on is the danger. Yeah I know that maybe one time I won't wake up but I feel I have done everything I can to make it as safe as I possibly can for myself and minimized the risk."
"I love you watching you, you know, getting off," he blushed.
"Yeah?" he asked with his eyes twinkling.
"Yeah-hu," he responded with another blush and a nod.
"I think maybe with a little encouragement I could maybe do it again."
Charlie shook his head slightly, "Wouldn't that be too much to do it again tonight?"
Devin grinned. "I didn't mean that." he pointed to the bucket and brought his hand to his own cock, stroking slowly."
"Ohhhhhhh," he smiled lewdly, "That I think we can manage," he said as he slid his hand down Devin's chest, and pushed his hand away, replacing it with his own.
Reaching up Devin grabbed the headboard and arched his back. "Mmmmmm, oh Baby, that feels good."
"Suppose to," He answered softly as he let his mouth fall to the man's shoulder.
His fingers tangling in Charlie's hair he guided the other boy's face to his own and licked at his lips.
Pushing both his arms and legs around Devin's body he ground his hips against his lover's as he returned the kiss gently sucking on the man's probing tongue.
"Wanna do something we've never done before?" Devin mumbled passionately.
"You know I love doing new things with you," Charlie moaned back against his lips.
The blond rolled his head. "Jack off for me, Baby." he whispered in Charlie's ear.
Rolling slowly back from Devin he let his hands work their way down Devin's chest, grabbing his hand and directing toward his member, "I'll try, babe," he said shyly, "Can you do it with me?"
Sitting up he moved down sliding so that his thighs rested on Charlie's. "Huh uh." he pinched his own nipples and slowly caressed his own body, mindful of his boyfriend's eyes watching his every move. "It's ok, Charlie, you're ok."
First sliding his fingers through his own hair as he watched Devin he then slowly brought his hands down his body. Watching Devin and learning from him. He let one hand stop at his own nipples, then let the other continue down his stomach to his thighs.
His eyes following Charlie's dropping hand Devin started to stroke his own growing member. "You can do it, Baby, it's ok to take pleasure in your own body."
Focusing his eyes on Devin's hand around his own cock, he let his hand graze his own, and slowly began to mimic his boyfriends movements, slowly letting his head roll back and his eyes close as the sensations washed over his body.
"Oh yeah, Charlie, feels good huh?"
"Uuuuhhh, mmmmm," he moaned as he increased the speed of his strokes, sliding his other hand slowly down his body.
"That's it, Baby." Dev whispered as he reached out toward his lover and then dropped his hand. 'No, he needs to do this on his own.'
Letting his hand slide past his throbbing member, he began to stroke his balls. He gasped as he body lurched from the sensations. Rolling his head back, he let his eyes part open and watched Devin's hands on his own body to fuel his fire.
"You're so fucking hot,Charlie. Your body makes me crazy."
"So. . . close. . " He mumbled as he let his hand go lower. Increasing his strokes to his cock, he penetrated his own body with two fingers, crying out as orgasm washed over him.
"You did it, Charlie." Devin smiled as he quickly shifted and came down with his mouth on the dark haired boy's still twitching organ.
Lurching again, as Devin's mouth touched him he rode out his own ecstasy then looked to the man, "cum for me. . . cum on me, Babe."
After licking and sucking all of Charlie's cum from his cock Devin rolled to his back and with the boy's eyes on his body gave his cock a handful of sudden short strokes before crying out and cumming over his own hand. With a wicked smile he held up his hand and panted out "Hungry?"
Grabbing the teen's hand he brought it down to his mouth, sliding his tongue over his palm.
Waldorf Astoria
Kneeling on the foot of the bed, Blackie looked over what Noah had asked for. The surgeon on his stomach had his left hand firmly bound to the head post in the traditional way at the wrist, to compensate for the brace, he had used a tie and bound him from the forearm to the other post. The control to the nipple clamps at the man's side, the clamps themselves were already in place. Having just tied the blindfold around his eyes, he looked down at the gag in his hand, but looked to uncomfortable position of the man's injured hand. Going across the room, he came back with one of his drumsticks. Sliding back up Noah's back, he whispered in his ear as he put the stick in the man's left hand. "I'll put the gag on you, but if you need to be released you shake your wrist knocking the stick against the headboard, okay?"
Noah nodded. "Yes Blackie I understand." to indicate he did he slapped the stick against the headboard.
Pulling the man's hair back off his face and slipping on the gag, he leaned in and kissed his cheek, "Love you, Babe," Then as he pulled back, he quickly pulled on his hair.
"Ggggggg" came Noah's mumbled cries from around the gag. 'Come on Blackie.' he tried to will the younger man. 'I know you can be rougher than that.'
Pulling himself all the way back from the man's body he took a deep breath, pushing his fingers through his own hair, 'it's okay, everything is good again.' He told himself as he reached off the foot of the bed and came back with the leather covered paddle. He hadn't been sure why he had packed this along with the other things, maybe a sixth sense. Pulling his hand back, he took one last breath to calm himself and let his arm come down, bringing it to the man's bottom.
Under the blindfold Noah's eyes widened as the completely unexpected hit fell upon his ass. Pulling at the restraints he smacked the drumstick against the wood.
'Awe, fuck" Blackie cussed himself as he slid up the man's body. 'I was wrong,' "I'm sorry, Noah, I'm sorry." He said as he released the gag first, and then went for the restraint.
"No." Noah said quickly as soon as he could speak.
Blackie looked down over his shoulder, "You're okay, you don't want me to untie you?"
He shook his head. "No I don't. I just wanted to tell right now...." he took a deep breath. "More of that."
He smiled and exhaled in relief, "Okay," he gently kissed the man's cheek, "You want the gag back?"
"Uh huh."
He tied the gag back into place. "Don't push yourself too far, Noah. Stop me if you had enough." He repeated sliding his hand up the man's arm, then pulling himself back.
Picking up the paddle in his hand, he watched as it shook from his tremble. Bending over first, he applied a soft wet kiss to the cheeks of the man's ass, before leaning back up and letting the paddle fall back down against his skin, his eyes shutting tight as the sound reverberated through the room.
'My god, why didn't I once in all the months of doing it to him didn't I ever even think to try it for myself?' Noah wondered as he felt the sting and the rush of pleasure that followed it.
Opening his eyes, Blackie let his eyes run completely over the man's body and back, 'He's okay,' he told him self and took another calming breath. 'Won't break you,' he reassured himself as he pulled his hand back again and let it fall one more time to the opposite cheek, this time feeling an erotic surge from the power and Noah's muffled groan.
'Fuck me now Blackie.' Noah screamed internally and then countertrend himself. 'Relax, enjoy it Noah; you trust him and you know if the positions were reversed you'd be enjoying the hell out of his body right now.'
Dropping the paddle to the bed he let his hands come down on the man's back and firmly pulled them back feeling the man's heat and the quiver to his skin. He smiled to himself, "You want me don't you, Babe? I can tell. I can see it, feel it, smell it.' Moving in between his legs he positioned himself at the man's opening then rolled his hips teasing him for a moment.
Bucking his hips as much as the position allowed the green eyed doctor growled with desire.
"That's it, Doc, beg me," he whispered, as he leaned over grabbing the controls to the clamps. He flicked them to low, and pushed himself in the man's body.
"Uhhh." Noah's muffled scream filled the room. He pulled on the restraints and rubbed his chest against the mattress.
"Oh, yeah," he purred low, "You look so hot, babe," he increased his trusts in speed. Knowing he wouldn't last long he flipped the control up to high knowing it would quickly send Noah over the edge.
The extra stimulation being too much he arched his back, biting down on the rubber ball gag as his cock erupted sending spurt after spurt of cream onto the sheets.
Feeling the man's body shake and shudder and hearing his muffled cries pushed Blackie over the edge, and his own orgasm exploded inside his lover's body.
Burying his head in the pillow Noah panted, sucking air in and pushing it out of his heaving lungs. 'Fucking amazing.'
Sliding up the man's body, Blackie unhooked the gag first, and then the blindfold, "I love you so much," He panted as he moved up to the arm restraints. "That was so hot, but now I need you to just hold me tight, please."
As soon as he was released of the bonds Noah rolled to his back and pulled Blackie down onto his chest. "Nothing I would rather do, sexy boy."
Holding the man tight, he let his eyes glance to the clock, "Fuck, we called for a wake up call right? Cause I have maybe an hour before I got to get up and start getting ready for those phone interviews before we go over to CBS?"
"Did we? I didn't." he soothed Blackie's hair. "You sleep, I'll stay awake and hold you till you have to get up and then catch a nap while you do the phone stuff."
"That's okay, if we both fall asleep Dana's pounding will wake us up," He smiled. "I love you so much, Doc."
"I love you too, Kid."
7th Floor
Cynthia was suddenly startled out of her sleep, and felt the tears immediately come to her eyes. "Not again, dear god," She turned to see Joe tossing and rolling fitfully on the bed, whimpered cries coming from his mouth.
Looking up and talking to no one, she wept, "He's suffered so much, just let him sleep through it."
The words no sooner left her mouth and the man twisted, sitting straight up in the bed, a blood curdling scream leaving his body at the top of his lungs, "NNNNNNNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!" He then collapsed into a ball crying, "not my baby, not my baby. . " He repeated.
Wrapping her arms tight around her husband, Cynthia tried to comfort, "It was just a dream baby, it's okay." Then closed her eyes tight, both at Caroline's cries now coming from the bassinet, and for what she knew was coming from Joe's not fully awake body.
"Lorain," he wept, "Lorain,"
"Shhhhhhhhhh, no baby," she cried, holding him tighter.
Startling suddenly, he then pulled Cynthia tight to him, "I'm sorry, Cindy, I'm so sorry."
"It's just a horrible nightmare," she comforted.
"Oh Caroline," He called out and moved to get up. "Daddy is so sorry."
Pulling the man back down she shook her head, "I'll get her." Crossing the room and picking up the baby, she brought her to her chest and rubbed her back, "Shhhh, it's okay.
Go back to sleep Caroline." Looking up and seeing Joe curled up in a ball against the headboard broke Cynthia's heart and she crossed back to the nightstand picking up the phone.
Joe reached up taking it from her, "What are you doing?"
"This all started that first night you held Brodie. It brought back these nightmares over Blackie being," She bit her tongue not wanting to say the words out loud. "You really need to talk about this with your son, or these nightmares will never go away."
Slamming the phone back down in the cradle, he insisted, "NO! I can't. We've talked it about it a few times, and it upsets him. Of course it upsets him, wouldn't upset you if your grandfather wrote you off as dead."
The baby calming, she laid her back down in the bassinet before going back to Joe. Sitting in the bed in front of him, she grabbed his arms. "It's been a month now, and they're only getting worse. YOU spent 19 years suffering for his lies. I don't want you suffering a moment more."
He shook his head, "He's riding so high right now. He won a Grammy last night, baby. I'm not dragging him back down with all of this."
Sliding up into his lap and wrapping her arms around his neck, she asked, "Then would you reconsider talking to that Doctor Stewart."
"OH baby, a shrink?" the man whined.
"Joe Kelly," The woman insisted, "I love you, baby, but this isn't going to go away. You have to make a choice, either talk to Blackie, or talk to a doctor."