Bad Boy
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The story is not autobiographical and is a product of the writer's fertile imagination.
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The guy was just what he needed tonight, a needy, active bottom. Work at the law firm had been incredibly busy, crazy actually and the lawyers who generally treated them pretty well had been bad tempered and demanding all week. He had gone to the club with some friends to let off steam. He had spotted Paul half way through the evening and had asked him to dance. It was very obvious that they were after the same thing right from the first dance; they wanted to get fucked. Well, he never got fucked. He was the one who did that. He was a top and if the guy didn't like it then they parted ways.
Dressed, Paul was tall, about 6 foot and had what looked like a swimmer's build under his tight pants and shirt. The first time he had noticed Paul was when Paul had turned and he had seen Paul's ass at a distance; he knew that he had to see if he were interested. In fact, his cock actually tingled as he looked at him and imagined what was under those clothes. Certainly the nice bulge in front looked promising. He might be a top but he liked to suck on a nice cock and balls and from the looks, he had that and more.
So here he was with his cock up Paul's ass, buried deep. They had slowly undressed and he certainly appreciated Paul's well developed chest which was totally smooth and defined abs. Oh and a really nice cock standing almost straight up. Now he didn't mind hair on the chest; that can say man and be really nice to run your hands through and hear the sighs of pleasure as you pulled it, not always gently. Paul's cock smelled and tasted musky with just a bit of sweat from the dancing. For him an aphrodisiac. He was quite turned on by the time Paul took him in his mouth and gently caressed his ass and balls towards the end it wasn't so gentle. Paul was good.
Now they were close to the end. He could feel his body starting to tingle and the pressure was building. When he took Paul's cock in his hand and started to shaft him, Paul started to moan and his canal was contracting around his cock.
"Paul, I am close. You?" He was a considerate top.
"Sean, continue doing what your doing and I am over in a few strokes." He said it almost panting.
Sean sped up and pummelled him. Knowing that he was seconds away, he bent down and lightly bit Paul's nipple. Paul yelled as he went over. Sean could see the first pulse hit his chest and of course, Paul had contractions and that sent Sean over.
"Oh shit, oh shit." Sean came in huge shots of cum into the condom. He gasped and must have sounded as if he had just finished a long race. Fucking breathless is what he called it. He liked the little play on words.
They lay cuddling for a while and then Sean started his move to leave. He went to the bathroom, disposed of the condom and washed himself off. Sean took back a damp, warm towel and cleaned Paul up. Sean made his usual 'I have to go' speech and they left each other with email addresses. It had been good but Sean had no intention of contacting him soon. It was a good fuck. They both enjoyed it. There would be other guys during the week and next weekend. That was the way he operated. No promises. No commitments.
Saturday morning, Sean was up early. He had some shopping and then a big game in the afternoon. Sean loved his hockey, a forward who was fast and had a deadly slap shot. But almost as much he liked the camaraderie and the locker room banter. He made no effort to hide his sexual preferences. He was big, masculine and the guys accepted him for who he was. They won the game and celebrated with drinks and food at the pub later. He left the guys at 6.
Sean had a date. He had connected with Robert a few weeks ago. Robert was a university student in third year economics and they had met at the club. Robert had emailed him early in the week and Sean figured that enough time had elapsed since their last encounter and he was up for a repeat. Keep a distance. Robert was quite unlike his usual guys. He was quite young looking, rangy in build with impressive red hair that was well cut but full and fell over his collars. Luckily, Robert was versatile and would bottom for him. In fact, he wouldn't want to ever take Robert's cock. For a rangy guy, he was big.
Robert had asked him to an art film at the university. Sean was many things but he also liked art and was much more widely read than any of his friends knew. He liked good film. That was probably from his mother who had taken him to the local repertory theatre when he was in high school and introduced him to the great directors and serious actors. He loved European cinema and could never understand people who hated subtitles. Subtitles often meant good films to him. When he wanted, he could give a pretty good critique of a movie.
Robert met him at the university. Robert looked really preppy and that was a turn on for Sean. When he felt like this, almost anything turned him on, he had to admit but Robert looked young, vulnerable and sexy. A great combination for Sean even though vulnerable, Robert was not.
"Hi, Robert. Looking good. Hope the movie is a good as you look." That got a lovely smile and a little blush from Robert.
"Hey, handsome, not bad yourself. You clean up well." Robert noticed. For the occasion, Sean had put on a really nice silk shirt and the blue just matched his eyes. He had chosen a good fitting pair of chinos which almost looked tailored. He noticed in the mirror that this pair just highlighted his basket but not enough to be blatant and in bad taste. He caught Robert's eyes looking there for just a second. He looked encouraged. When Sean went out on a night like this, he put his macho, sports persona in the background. He knew from the lawyers he worked with how to act the role of the sophisticated man so his greeting to Robert was a handshake which pulled them together a bit and he whispered in Robert's ear that he looked fantastic. They dropped hands and walked amiably to the theatre.
The film was excellent and they had a great discussion as they walked back to Robert's room. Nothing was said about the remainder of the evening as they both knew how the evening was going to end.
As Robert closed the door, he asked if Sean wanted a drink. He gave him a small scotch. They talked some more until Sean sat on the bed and turned his head to the side with a small smile. Robert stood up and took off his shirt and sat beside him. The kisses started gently but soon the subtle build up changed and they became deep and involved. Sean leaned down and licked the beautiful brown nipples that were surrounded by Robert's short brown hair. Robert moaned and opened his legs wide. Sean slid his hand down and fondled his balls and growing erection.
It was Robert who stood up and pulled Sean up. As he kissed him, he unbuttoned Sean's shirt, took it off and put it on the chair by the bed. He then put his hands down and took his pants off. Sean stood there with his large erection outlined in his shorts. Robert held him away from his looking at him with a smile on his face. "I missed some of the film thinking of this." He licked the erection through the material until it was wet making the spot of precum disappear.
The fire was lit and didn't go out until Sean had Robert naked leaning against the wall begging Sean to enter. Sean knew exactly what Robert liked. He stoked the fire for many minutes. Finally, Sean had backed off once and he knew that they were both primed and ready. He reached around and put his hand on Robert's cock which was rock hard. "Robert, I know you are with me. I can't hold back any longer."
"Go for it." Within a minute, Sean had filled the condom with loud mutterings and Robert had sprayed the wall and the floor.
Robert turned eventually. "I guess you won't stay the night. I could repeat this a couple more times?" He looked at Sean with a knowing smile. "I know, you don't stay overnight."
"Robert, let's just cuddle for a while." He owed him that. He was surprised but in 20 minutes he had Robert on his back with his legs up over Sean's back moaning as he came again and it looked like litres.
"Thanks Sean. That was a first, a cuddle and a second time. I really enjoyed the whole evening."
"So did I. Thanks for the invite."
He left on a high but as he walked he started to feel a little let down. Was he really that predictable and obvious? Was he a bit callous? What would it be like to have someone in your life, someone special? Nah, an errant thought. He would be bored in a couple of weeks, month maximum and then he would have to put up with all the splitting up nonsense. No, keep it simple. Paul on Friday, a great weekend with friends, hockey and reading. A great date with Robert. A couple of guys during the week. Not a bad life.
The next week was busy at work. The life of a para legal was never quiet. There were always demands from the lawyers and things to do that didn't require a lawyer to participate. Suddenly, it was Friday night again at the club. He knew what he needed.
He had a great time dancing with his friends and some guys he asked to dance. None of them really connected but the dancing was good. He shook his head. Tonight could be a shut out and he was primed, ready for action. Damn!
He was talking to some of his friends when he saw a guy sitting at the bar by himself or at least it looked as if he were alone. That was not unusual in this place. Guys came in for a drink after work maybe to hook up or maybe just a relaxing drink before heading home. The guy had medium brown hair, thick and cut nicely, obviously went to a good stylist. He had on expensive jeans and a lovely green shirt that matched his complexion well. He looked about as tall as Sean himself but not as bulky, slender but well built. Sean decided that he looked interesting and if nothing else, he might have a good conversation and a dance.
Sean went to the bar for a drink. He stood next to the guy and ordered his drink. Sean looked at the guy. "Never seen you here before." Sean mentally shook his head; he had just used the oldest line in the book.
The guy had a bit of a twinkle in his eye. He recognized the line. "Strange, never seen you either." He paused looking as if he was wondering if he should say something else. "I would have remembered if I had." Good addition to the line. Sean approved.
That brought a bright smile to Sean's face. He nodded his head. The guy had complimented him and turned the conversation back to Sean. Intriguing. The game began. "So what brings you here tonight?"
"A bitch of a day and I wanted a little music, people and a drink. You?"
"Same reasons but I also came to dance. Care to join me on the floor? By the way I'm Sean."
"I like your style. Sure." He paused. "Thomas."
They danced. Like most clubs, the music was loud and there was little chance to talk. A slow dance started up and they looked at each other, smiled and stepped into each other. Sean and as it turned out, Thomas too, were smart. They didn't do anything lewd or untoward. But both noticed that others basket was filling out. They went back to get their drinks.
Thomas looked at him with an impish look. "I don't do this very often but that was a great dance. I'm a little hungry. Want to go with me while I get something to eat?"
Sean was thinking that the guy was obviously educated and well dressed. His conversation so far had been direct and perceptive and he didn't stand back. "Sure. I'll just go tell my friends. You don't look like the Boston strangler."
"Sorry to tell you but that is what all his victims thought as well." A great smile on Thomas' face. "Hey, that's not a warning just a smart ass comment. You look as if you can take care of yourself. I am the one who should be wary."
"Right you are!" They both chuckled.
There was a restaurant close to the club that served the basics and Thomas ordered a club sandwich, no french fries. He commented that he had to keep his boyish figure. They chatted; the usual, movies, the news and sports. Both of the guys thought to themselves that the other was well spoken with good insights and funny takes on things. The night was really interesting. Both wondered how to broach the questions.
"So Sean is there a last name?"
"O'Leary."
"Hey, a good Polish name."
After they both chuckled, Sean put on his best Irish accent which was quite good as he had spent some time in Ireland with relatives. "Now you should not be takin my name in vain. I might be havin to give you a good thrashin, for the good of the name."
"So you like givin thrashins, do ya?" Thomas' Irish accent wasn't bad either.
Sean noticed the little innuendo in the cadence of his speech. So he would try to push it a little further. "No I just like to give."
"Oh the holy man who goes right to the Bible. Better to give than receive."
"I have always believed that. In fact, I only give." It would be interesting to hear his response.
"I guess I stray from the paths of true righteousness. I like to give and receive. A nice balance, don't you think?"
"No I stand by holy precepts."
Thomas put that away in his memory banks. This was important to him. He was versatile and he would not like to be in a relationship with someone who could not reciprocate. Seemed a bit selfish but this was for one night and this man was as attractive as hell. "Well, that is lucky because tonight I am in a very selfish mood; I only want to receive."
Sean smiled broadly. He would break the pattern. "Reception at your place or mine?" That got a little smile.
Thomas thought, nice play on words. "My place is impossible tonight so maybe the giver's place would be excellent, especially if he has something interesting to drink there."
Sean raised his eyebrows, smiled and told him that he a good selection of everything. Thomas felt a tingle in his groin. They paid and were soon entering a rather small but nicely decorated condo. It was neat and very masculine. Thomas liked it.
They chatted for a while. It became obvious to Thomas that they lived very different lives and had different goals. Sean had no commitments except to his work, hockey, buddies and clubbing. He didn't seem to want anything else. OK, he was not here to make a lifetime relationship. To be blunt to himself, he and Sean were here for the same reason, to get their pipes cleaned. And for that, Thomas was going to be fucked. Shit, he figured, hoped that he would be a considerate top. He guessed he would find out soon.
Sean was smooth. Their drinks were finished and he stood up. "Come I'll show you the rest of the place. It is small but comfortable." After the small second bedroom, now a study, they arrived in the bedroom. Sean had draped his arm around Thomas' shoulders. It felt warm and welcoming. It broke the ice. They looked at each other and smiled recognizing that they could act.
"Sean, you really have nice body. Your workouts and sport have really toned you." That gave Thomas the excuse to run his hands over Sean's shoulders and chest and his fingers just happened to undo the buttons. He liked what he saw. A very well developed chest and abs. There was a sprinkling of light hair over his chest. It was the same colour as his sandy hair. A couple of pulls and then a pass over his nipples with his fingers brought quite a reaction from Sean. Thomas pulled the shirt out of his pants and off. Nice. He knew where his tongue and teeth would be soon.
Sean was not inactive. He quickly had Thomas' shirt off. Sean smiled and nodded. "Nice. Different build than me but really nice. You must workout too." Thomas nodded yes. What Sean saw was a less bulky version of himself. Wide shoulders, nice V to the waist, chest defined but smaller. He liked the medium short brown hair that was not dense that sparsely covered most of his chest. His abs were hairless. His lips reached Thomas' nipples first. Thomas closed his eyes and revelled in the feeling. For the next minutes they lay on the bed feeling each others bodies which were filled with sensations. There were small sounds of pleasure and cocks that were hard and trapped.
"Thomas, I don't know about you but I am uncomfortable as hell." As he said it, he ran his fingers over Thomas' very enlarged basket.
Thomas stood up. "I have the simple solution for that." He pulled Sean up. "Sean, I want to watch you undress." Thomas undid his own belt. Sean followed and then undid his own fly. Thomas loved this part of a being with a new person. His eyes were glued to every movement that Sean made and Thomas followed one step after him. Finally Sean was sliding his shorts off. He was proud of his cock and knew that guys liked it. He would never be accused of being bashful.
Thomas saw a lovely, nicely sized, erect cock standing almost straight out. It was red and pulsing, moving slightly. His ass muscles clenched at thought of that in him. Done right it would be great.
Sean watched the look of pleasure in Thomas' eyes and his own eyes opened wider as Thomas pulled his shorts out and over his erection. Christ it was bigger than his. Well about the same length but slightly more girth. It was magnificent and was standing almost straight up. He almost wished he could receive but even the thought of it brought a fear from a long time ago. They both moved up and touched each other lightly stroking the tip and the length with their fingers. Their eyes met and there was pleasure in both.
They sucked each other. Thomas loved the light hair on Sean's thighs, pulling it brought more sighs from Sean. They reached the final stage. Thomas slowly rolled a condom onto Sean making it as sensuous as possible. Thomas knelt on the bed beside Sean and Sean caressed his back and his ass. Just the sensuous gentleness told Thomas that Sean was considerate. He felt his finger over his opening and then slowly a well lubricated finger went into him. Then two, twisting and expanding. He felt a third go in. There was lots of lube in him
Finally, he felt the bed move and felt Sean's body and legs move between his. The anticipation had him totally keyed up, almost bursting with sensations.
"Thomas, I have put on a lot of lube and I am going to go in very slowly. Please, tell me if you want me to stop or withdraw."
"Thanks Sean. Go for it ... slowly. You are not small."
They both chuckled. Thomas placed him at the opening and Sean moved slowly in a bit, out, in a bit more, out. One time, as he went in a bit, he felt Thomas push out so Sean pushed in and slipped in. He could feel Thomas encircling his head and feel the heat of his body. It felt fantastic. He leaned on Thomas and ran his fingers over his nipples. "Are you OK? Come out?"
"Just wait, I like what you are doing to my nipples. Use the other hand on my cock." In a few moan filled seconds, he signalled Sean to go ahead and slowly, he finally slipped all the way in.
If the noise and comments that each made were any indication, both men were filled with pleasure and sexual sensations. After several edgings by both, Sean put his hand on Thomas' now red, straining cock and took them both over. Sean lay on Thomas' back totally sated and 'fucking breathless' as was Thomas.
Sean came out and went to the bathroom and cleaned up and brought back the warm damp towel. He slowly cleaned Thomas and wiped up the cum he left on the sheet below him. They lay in a comfortable stupor for several minutes as their breathing and bodies returned to normal. They gave the other little comments of appreciation. It was Thomas who finally asked for the time and then said that he had to leave.
"Sorry, I have to be at work early this morning and I have to go."
"It is a Saturday! What do you do?"
"I'm an ER doctor and I am on today at 7."
"You are a fucking doctor!"
"Well, you know that the first part of your description is right. The doctor part, you will have to take my word for it."
There was a little pause as his comment went through processing in Sean's brain and then Sean erupted in laughter.
"Can I have your email address?" Thomas gave it to him.
"Do you want mine?"
"Sean I listened carefully to you tonight and I suspect that you don't want a lot of complications in your life. I suspect tonight we were on the same page but probably tomorrow or the next day, we won't be. Sean, by the way, you are a very considerate, caring top. I am really glad that I went to the club tonight. Give me an email at some point if you want. I'll leave it with you. I really have to run."
He was gone. For Sean, it was probably one of the more moving nights of being with a guy in a long time. Sean's first realization was amazement. Thomas had blown him off just like Sean did to all the guys. What did he mean that they wouldn't be on the same page after today and that he, Sean, didn't want complications? That took the edge off the night. This was truly a new experience for him.
Author's Note There is another chapter coming. Hope you enjoyed this one.
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If you liked this story, you might want to read the others that I have published on Nifty. In particular, Unexpected Change which has had the most positive comments and one of my favourites, Getting My Act Together.
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