Cum Midnight 12
Chapter 12
Time Alone
Ryan arrived in Amsterdam with time to spare. His friends had taken care of the merchandise for him and were keeping it safe until the auction. All he had to do was lay low for a while and bide his time.
He went straight to his apartment overlooking one of the more private canals. He looked out his window and over that canal. There were people on boats enjoying themselves. Below his window he could see a young couple kissing. The man couldn’t be more than nineteen and was cute with wild blond hair. His girlfriend had short black hair with blue streaks. Ryan watched the man make his move and saw him slip a hand up to cup the girl’s small breast. He was rewarded with a hard slap in the face. As he closed the curtains, Ryan couldn’t help but laugh.
Looking around reminded him of how much he loved this place and would miss it once he retired. He’d decorated the apartment all in black. Shiny wood floors almost black in color, dark paint, even black curtains. He wanted it to feel safe and encompassing like a womb he could sleep in. His stomach started grumbling and he decided to eat out. His apartment was situated just a block away from the restaurants. Tonight he was in the mood for Spanish food.
* * * *
Ines’s apartment was smaller than the one in Paris but just as lush only in a more modern way.
“In Amsterdam they build up, so homes are narrow. I’ve placed you both in a room with a view of the canal. It’s small but comfortable and is en-suite. Come along and I’ll show it to you. I have just enough time before I need to get ready to go out. There are people to see and the two of you will have time alone until late. Come on, now.” She waved for them to follow her up the narrow stairs to the third floor. “There’s no door to this room but the entire floor is one guest suite. You’ll have your privacy. There’s no food so you’ll have to eat out but there are excellent restaurants nearby. I’ll leave you two now.”
Gaspard dropped his bags where he stood and looked around the room in awe. There was a sleek, mirrored, four poster bed against the wall to the left and catty-cornered in the room. There were open curtains framing glass doors which led to a small balcony. To the left of it was a small table with two chairs. Gaspard walked to the curtain sheers and opened them to look out at the canal. He was so taken by the view that he jumped when Nick came up behind him and wrapped his arms around his waist.
“Didn’t mean to scare you,” Nick said as he softly kissed Gaspard’s neck, feeling the man tremble beneath him. “Amsterdam is a great city.”
“I’ve never been to Amsterdam before now.” He turned to kiss Nick on the lips then wrapped his arms around him and put his head on his shoulder.
Nick held him close. “Don’t worry. Why don’t we try to make a night of it? We’ll find something unique for a late lunch or early dinner.”
“It’s not food I’m hungry for right now, Nick.” He started undoing Nick’s belt then got down on his knees but was pulled back up.
“I hate to stop this but I need to take a piss. Hold that thought.” He walked through an archway on the right into a brightly tiled room with a skylight. He found the separate water closet and used it. When he exited there was an even nicer sight in front of him. Gaspard stood completely nude inside an immense white two person tub.
“Isn’t this tub incredible? And there’s plenty of room for fun.”
“You’re a quick one aren’t you,” Nick said.
“When I’m motivated. Why don’t you get undressed quickly and we can take everything else slow.”
“Sounds good to me,” Nick said, as he walked to the copper, raised-bowl sink and washed his hands then started to undress.
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Ryan walked up and down the streets looking into shop windows and watching the people go by. He felt good about his plans. There were a lot of people that had to be paid off but it would be worth it. The police in Paris were a little expensive as was the coroner but he’d make more than enough to cover it and retire.
He passed a marijuana shop and caught a slight whiff of the product. The numbers of people in the street increased the closer he got to what he called “restaurant row”. His mind was drifting and he almost got hit by a bicycle that angrily blew it’s horn at him. That was one thing he wouldn’t miss—the bicycles. A family of four walked by and their small children looked up at him and smiled. He smiled back. There had been no time to even think of settling down with a family. It’s not that he was opposed to the idea of finding a man to live with and a surrogate to bear their children. Gaspard’s face popped into his mind for a moment. He was a pretty one and trusting too. It was a shame about him, he thought.
He started to smell different food odors coming from the area as he made his way toward one of four Spanish restaurants that was his favorite. If a person couldn’t find something to eat here, with all the choices, then there was no pleasing them. Tonight he was in the mood for a lively place with music and dancing to accompany the food. Walking into the dimly lit restaurant he knew he’d made the right choice. A man with a guitar was singing and playing in the center of the room, there was already a noisy crowd and the food smelled delicious.
“Hello, Mr. Ryan it is so good to see you again. It’s been too long,” said a full-figured, older woman with golden brown hair cut short.
“Mama Rosa! It has been a while.” He opened his arms and Mama Rosa gave him a hug and kissed his cheek then led him to a table.
In mere seconds a young man came by to take his order. For Ryan, he was just the icing on the cake. A handsome, young, tan, waiter with green eyes and golden brown hair like his grandmother.
“Mr. Ryan!” The waiter gave Ryan a warm and heartfelt bear hug that made him realize just how horny he was.
But this was Mama Rosa’s grandson and therefore off limits. Still Ryan could think of a great many other things he would love to do with the waiter besides order food.
* * * *
The warm water had filled the large white tub up to above their chests and it felt good as they sat wrapped in each others arms at one end of it. Nick and Gaspard were lip locked and sucking on each others tongues while exploring one another’s mouths. Pulling back, Nick chewed on Gaspard’s full lips. He felt like licking every inch of the man who was getting to him like no one had in a long time. Breaking away from his lips he began kissing the side of Gaspard’s neck.
“Oh, Gaspard. You’re driving me crazy. I feel like I can’t get enough of you.” He moved down and started sucking and chewing on one of Gaspard’s nipples while under the water his hand fondled his balls. Then Nick moved his hand below Gaspard’s balls and between his ass cheeks.
“This is crazy, Nick. What’re we doing?”
“Would you like me to stop?”
“Oh, no,” Gaspard said as he rolled on top of Nick and kissed him hard. He used his hand to guide Nick’s cock by his ass and rubbed up and down against it. He shed a tear that didn’t go unnoticed.
“Gaspard, we don’t have to do this. I’d still keep you safe. Don’t feel forced to—”
Gaspard responded by kissing him and then lowering himself on Nick’s hard cock. He let out a low gasp. “The tear is just because I want you so much. More than anyone else because I know I’m safe with you and because I think you’re gorgeous.”
Nick looked into Gaspard’s eyes as he thrust inside of him. Small waves in the water flowed gently over both of them. He wondered if the sense of danger was what had drawn them together and what made everything feel so intense. He sat up taller in the tub and leaned forward so he could chew on Gaspard’s nipples. This guy was getting him physically hot and he groaned as he chewed harder on the nipples.
They were both groaning with abandon now and Nick turned Gaspard around. He had him leaning over one side of the tub and was behind him fucking him hard and fast while pinching his nipples from underneath.
* * * *
Ryan had enjoyed his dinner and the music but left early after a couple of glasses of wine. He felt hot and decided to strip out of his clothes and get into his shower with it’s multiple heads. The warm water felt good against his back but he still felt incredibly horny. He turned and let the water run on his back while he soaped up. His fingers were on his nipple which he twisted hard with one hand while the other hand stroked his soapy cock. It felt good and his groans filled the glass enclosure. Moving his hand from his nipple he reached behind him and moved one of the lower shower heads. He turned the handle so it send out one steady stream instead of several, then he aimed it toward his asshole. The warm water hit his asshole and sent shivers through his entire body. The vibrations of the water stimulated him all the way to his prostate. The pleasure was intense and he began stroking his cock feverishly while twisting and pulling on his nipples harder and harder. His speed picked up until finally he came then licked the sticky, hot cum off his fingers and hand before washing off.
* * * *
Gaspard and Nick both groaned loudly as Nick pulled out and came all over Gaspard’s back. Nick turned Gaspard over and began sucking hungrily on his hard cock. After one intense groan, and with his body trembling, Gaspard filled Nick’s mouth with his thick, plentiful cum. The two men finished cleaning up then got dressed to go eat. They tried no tto think of things to come.
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