Follow Him

Follow Him By Adam Stewart

Author's note: Investigating the lives of others eventually sorts out Frank's own life.

Warning: It contains explicit m/m sex.

As a child I'd had an enquiring mind and was frequently trying to unravel puzzles or mysteries. When I was an adult I'd thought about joining the police but had second thoughts. Instead I became a private investigator. It was a precarious living but I enjoyed the freedom it gave since I worked on my own and had nobody telling me what I had to do. I'd watched my father, who I loved dearly, battle at work with different managers telling him conflicting things and the frustration it caused him.

I am an only child and was born when my parents were in their late thirties. They are both now retired and I've just celebrated my thirty second birthday. I'd had a happy childhood and when I told them at the age of seventeen that I was gay, they just shrugged their shoulders. My dad put his arm round me and said "You be whatever you want son as long as you're happy".

So, I am gay and I am happy. Well, mainly so despite never having found the perfect guy to love. Over the years I've had many lovers but nothing that special and those who I thought might be, seemed to drift away because of the peculiar hours I work. In my line of work you have to do whatever hours it requires so it's not uncommon for me to be lazing around in the daytime and out and about at night.

I'd just finished a particularly messy job when a very smart and attractive lady walked into my office which is one room above a shop in Kings Cross. I live in a one bedroom flat above my office so it's all very cosy.

"Frank Burns?"

"Yes madam, how can I help you?"

"I understand you specialise in matrimonial matters"

"That's correct; although I take on all kinds of investigative work, most seem to concern the misdemeanours of married couples"

She smiled which accentuated her beauty even more; not that women turned me on of course but I did appreciate a pretty face whether it be male or female.

"Please, take a seat and tell me what you'd like me to do for you."

She gave a wicked grin as she flipped her long hair and preened herself. "I'm sure you could do a lot for me Frank; I may call you Frank may I?"

"Sure, I answer to most things" I grinned rather enjoying her flirtation even though it had no effect on me.

She then explained that she wanted me to follow her husband and report on his sexual exploits.

"And what makes you think he is cheating on you?"

She smiled and said she just knew and that she'd heard him whisper to females on the phone.

"I'm sorry to hear that, it must be very distressing for you"

"Oh no, I don't give a fuck what he does; I just want to find out who he's meeting and gather as much evidence as I can for the fun of it."

I was not shocked by her comment since in my business you deal with all types but I was intrigued as to why she wanted to hire me and pay my fees. She then explained that her husband had been tricked into marrying her simply because he met the right criteria as far as her father was concerned. She'd wanted to marry another guy but he didn't come up to her father's expectations so she was stopped from marrying him. Instead she'd married this guy Edward Kale to placate her father but in fact continued to have a relationship with the guy she really wanted called Tom.

"I should explain that I'm Lady Amelia Taylor and my father is a millionaire. When I became twenty five just over a month ago I inherited several million as well so don't worry about your fees Frank, I'm prepared to pay whatever it takes but I want a detailed account of who Edward sees, when and where and if possible as many photographs you can get as possible including what they get up to. I take it you have surveillance equipment that could be installed in his bedroom without him knowing."

I said I did and queried why install it in his bedroom since surely he used hotel rooms.

"He does sometimes but he mainly brings his tarts home and fucks them in his own bed. We have separate rooms in different parts of the house. I own a six bedroom house in Chelsea so he has no idea what I get up to in my suite of rooms and he thinks I have no idea what he does in his."

"And your father; is he aware of Edward's dalliances?"

"Fuck no; the old fart thinks we're happily married but I need to keep him sweet for the time being otherwise he's likely to cut me out of his will; he's a tricky bugger but I know how to handle him."

"I can imagine" I grinned, "and does he have other children?"

"Nope, just me; my mother fucked off with another guy when I was ten so I was brought up by a tutor who was gay. I used to spy on him when he was fucking his boyfriend; it was great fun."

"So you have no problem with homosexuality?"

"Gracious no; why, are you gay?"

"As a matter of fact I am; would that bother you?"

"Oh no darling; I love gays; Tom my lover is bisexual and I love having threesomes with him and one of his male fuck buddies many of whom love watching him fuck me; we have a ball. Do you enjoy sex in all its forms Frank?"

"Of course; I'm no prude and up for anything"

"Oh lovely; perhaps I should introduce you to Tom; he's a lovely guy."

Having realised the conversation had slipped off its original thread I quickly brought it back. I didn't usually discuss with clients my sexual preferences let alone tell them that I was up for anything but there was something about her which pulled me in. I liked her and in an odd kind of way found her amusing and good fun; she was also very attractive even though I wasn't sexually attracted. I then made a note of all her details and explained my fees. Basically she was giving me carte blanche to do what hours I needed. She also wanted a weekly meeting at her house for me to report what I'd found out.

Having given me a photo of the thirty one year old Edward Kale, she stood up to leave. I went to shake her hand and as I opened the door to let her out she ran her fingers up and down my crotch.

"Mm, you are rather delicious and I get the feeling you've got plenty to offer"

It wasn't the usual behaviour of a client but I just smiled and wished her a pleasant day. When she'd gone I chuckled and involuntarily felt myself. She was right; I did have plenty to offer but not to her so I hoped Tom, who she said was twenty eight, was as attractive as she made out.

I first collected together the surveillance equipment I would need to install in Edward Kale's bedroom. I used the best available which I obtained from America. Microelectronics had done wonders for this kind of work so it was possible to secrete miniature cameras that relayed the image wirelessly to another unit which could be hidden inside a cupboard nearby. This then relayed the information to a recording system in my office which I could access remotely from my iPhone and iPad when necessary. Both units ran off long life miniature batteries so there was no need for a power supply. It was expensive but clients such as Lady Taylor never jibbed at the cost which she paid without question in addition to an upfront fee for me to cover the first month since she reckoned this was going to be a long job. I certainly didn't argue with that; the longer the better!

I'd arranged to visit her house the following morning after her husband had left for work so having gathered together what I needed I spent the rest of the day dealing with minor jobs I had on my list. I also offered a service to look into family histories and find lost relatives, which kept me occupied in between matrimonial work. I therefore sat in front of my computer searching birth, deaths, marriage and census records to find the information I required.

Amelia had told me that her husband worked at a bank in the City so that evening I made my way to the bank in question and started my surveillance on him. I wanted to identify him from the photograph she'd given and then follow him.

Having hung about for almost half an hour Edward Kale appeared. He looked older than his thirty one years and not particularly attractive. I could see why Amelia was not impressed with him and still wondered why she'd not refused to marry him. From what I'd gathered, the money she'd recently inherited had been in trust but was subject to her being married. Since her father was the controlling trustee of that fund and he'd refused outright to let her marry Tom, she'd told Edward that she was prepared to marry him. Thinking that he would get his hands on at least some of the money, he agreed although in fact she made sure he had no such claim on any of her inheritance. Seeing that he was now trapped in a loveless marriage he'd decided to look elsewhere which suited Amelia's long term plan. Once she had sufficient evidence against Edward she'd present her father with it and show him how wrong he'd been. I never failed to understand how the rich ran their lives but since it provided me with a living I certainly wasn't going to complain.

Edward set off at a steady pace in the opposite direction of his way home so I guessed he was probably meeting someone. I followed him and saw him enter a bar. The bar in question had once been a bank so had high ceilings and much of the panelling from the old bank. It was a popular drinking place for city workers and I knew it well. I followed him in and stood in the shadows whilst he went up to the bar and bought himself a drink. As he drank, he glanced round to see who was there. I thought perhaps he was looking for someone in particular but after a few moments he moved to the other end of the long bar and sat on a stool beside a young woman. She was attractive and on her own. They acknowledged each other and after a few moments shook hands having introduced themselves. They clearly didn't know one another.

I decided to move nearer so went to the bar and purchased a drink for myself. I then casually moved nearer to them and sat on a stool with my back to Edward who was now in deep conversation with the young woman. I pulled out my mobile phone which had a miniature directional microphone installed in it. This was another piece of surveillance equipment I'd purchased from America. I plugged in my ear pieces and angled the phone towards the couple so I could listen in to their conversation without them being any the wiser. To the casual observer I was using my phone or listening to music. The phone also recorded the conversation so I could play it back to my client if required.

Edward was flirting with the young woman like mad. "Perhaps you'd like to join me for a meal" he said.

"I can't tonight; I've got choir practice I'm afraid"

"How about tomorrow night; I know a very nice Italian restaurant not far from where I live in Chelsea."

The young woman seemed impressed and said she'd love to join him for a meal so they agreed to meet in the bar at the same time the following evening. "We can then decide what to do after we've eaten" he added with a chuckle. I smiled; the guy didn't hang about.

"I do like men who know what they want" she giggled.

"And you're very attractive" he flirted.

I decided I'd heard enough so finished my drink and moved away but still within view. I casually played with my phone and took a photo of them together. One big advantage of smartphones was that it was so easy to take photos without the subject knowing. By now Edward was holding her hand and gazing into her eyes. I wouldn't mind betting that he also had a bulge down below as he thought about what they could do after their meal the following evening.

I was just about to leave when they both stood up. He gently kissed her on the cheek and they made their way out of the bar with me casually following on behind. Outside she went one way and he the other. I followed him all the way to where he lived in Chelsea which was useful since so far I'd not visited Amelia's residence. It was an enormous house and I dreaded to think what that must have cost to buy. Once he'd entered the house I walked on by and went round the block to make my way home. One thing about my job was that it gave me plenty of exercise.

The following morning I made my way to Amelia's house in Chelsea armed with my surveillance equipment. I pressed the door intercom and she told me to go round the side of the house. I smiled having realised she was sending me round to the tradesman's entrance. To my surprise it was Amelia who answered the side door.

"I've sent the housekeeper out to do an errand" she said as she invited me into the large kitchen, "So you've got about an hour to do what you have to do". I said that should be sufficient and followed her upstairs. The house had a central staircase which was very grand. I noticed there were rooms along each side of the upper landing and from what she'd told me I guessed that she occupied one side and her husband the other. She led me into his bedroom and I immediately saw the ideal place to install the camera.

"What's the other side of this wall?" I asked having used the foldaway steps I'd brought with me to reach the ornate wall light in which I could hide the miniature camera.

"A box room that is used to store linen and general items"

"Excellent" I replied whilst I fitted the camera. Once satisfied that the camera was angled correctly onto the bed and was well hidden from general view, I got her to show me the box room next door. This too was perfect and I found an excellent hiding place on the top shelf behind boxes that were covered in dust so clearly not used or taken down that often. My small piece of equipment was also in a box to make it look inconspicuous so I placed this at the back of the shelf. I then returned to the bedroom and moved to the bed with my phone in my hand. The picture clearly showed me which meant the camera had switched on as soon as it sensed the movement.

"I'm going to enjoy watching what he gets up to in here" Amelia chuckled having seen what I'd recorded, "I do so love watching a guy having sex". She made the last remark with a big seductive grin on her face which was very much aimed at me. I decided to ignore the remark and ran my hand across the bed to remove any sign that I'd sat on it.

We returned downstairs and I reported on her husband's conversation with the young woman in the bar. "So it's likely he'll bring her back here this evening" she grinned, "Excellent; when will you let me have the footage?"

I suggested we met at the end of the week so I could report on everything that had taken place during the week. She seemed satisfied with that so I left.

That evening I once again followed Edward from his place of work to the bar where he'd agreed to meet the young woman. I watched and photographed them kissing and waited for them to leave. Amelia had told me that her husband had said he had a business meeting that evening so would not be home for a meal which fitted in with his dalliance. It seemed they seldom ate together in any event both being served their meals in their separate rooms by the housekeeper who also acted as a cook. Once she'd completed her duties she went home so was not aware of night time goings on in the house.

After one drink the pair left the bar and made their way to the Italian restaurant Edward had mentioned. The woman seemed very excited at the thought of spending time with Edward and had her arm linked through his as they walked. I took more photographs to add to the collection and followed them to the restaurant where I took another photo of them entering. Once inside I decided there was no point in hanging around since my camera would capture any activity that may take place later in Edward's bedroom. I'd already checked the footage that morning which showed him strip naked and climb into bed. Sadly, even naked he was just as unattractive as he was fully dressed.

I pondered whether or not to visit a gay bar in order to pick up my own tryst for the night but decided I couldn't be bothered. Instead I went home, changed into my robe and snuggled up with a good book.

First thing the following morning I checked the footage that had been recorded the previous evening. As suspected, Edward had taken the young woman back home and they'd had passionate love. Watching his naked butt pump up and down as he fucked her caused my own erection which had to be satisfied. I never quite understood why such images caused me to get excited but they invariably did even though it was heterosexual sex.

For the next few nights I waited for Edward to leave work. On some nights he went straight home but two nights later he visited his usual drinking hole and again picked up a young woman. This one was a very plain individual but she seemed flattered that he was paying her attention. As before, I recorded their conversation.

"You're very attractive; I'd love to get to know you better" he swooned. "Would you like to join me for a meal; I know a very nice Italian restaurant near to where I live in Chelsea".

"You live in Chelsea" she exclaimed.

"Yes, just a modest place but it provides somewhere to lay my head; and for other purposes of course."

"Ooh, you naughty man" she giggled.

"Do you like naughty men?"

"It depends"

"On what?"

"What they have in mind" she chuckled clearly enjoying the flirtation.

"Well, why don't we decide that once we've eaten? My bed is plenty large enough for two."

"Mm, now that sounds very inviting" she giggled.

I smiled at the guy's approach and wished I could be so obvious when I met guys I fancied.

As before I followed them to the restaurant, took a photo of them entering and left them to it. The camera footage would show me what had taken place, if anything, the following morning.

I wasn't disappointed and spent a good half hour watching the pair of them have sex which commenced by her giving his stumpy dick a good suck.

Two nights later, Edward met up with the first woman again. As before they dined together, although at a different restaurant this time, and then went back to the house for another night of passion. She left in the early hours of the morning and I wondered whether he told these women that he was married. Somehow I doubted it.

At the end of the week I contacted Amelia and arranged to visit that morning whilst Edward was at work. This time I went straight round to the tradesman's entrance at the side door where she let me in. She led me upstairs again but then took me into her suite of rooms. We entered a large living room which I noted had an oval table in the bay window overlooking the garden. The garden wasn't particularly large but it was well looked after and I saw a young guy busy weeding the beds.

"He's gorgeous isn't he" Amelia commented whilst I gazed out the window at the young guy. "He's a nineteen year old Vietnamese lad who's very sexy." I grinned and had to agree he was, especially since the view I currently had was of a partly exposed butt as he bent over whilst he pulled out weeds.

We sat at the table and I went through my report. I gave her a USB stick containing the photos, the conversations I'd recorded and the footage from the surveillance camera which she immediately copied onto her laptop computer.

"Oh yes, beautiful" she exclaimed as she looked at some of the footage, "I'm so going to enjoy watching this".

She was so different to my usual client who was normally very upset at seeing their partner cheating on them but she was clearly enjoying every minute of it. I decided I couldn't quite make her out.

"This is excellent work Frank" she said as she flipped through the other photos I'd taken. "Now, you must come and have dinner with me tomorrow evening; Tom is coming and I'd love you to meet him."

At first I wasn't sure that was a good idea since I didn't want to bump into Edward just in case he saw me whilst following him but she assured me that Edward had said he was out again that evening, no doubt taking a woman for dinner, and she explained there was a back staircase to her suite of rooms so there was no chance of meeting him. As I was curious to meet Tom I agreed.

"See you at seven tomorrow evening" she grinned. As I went I felt her hand caressing my butt and began to wonder whether I was mad to have accepted her dinner invitation. She clearly knew I was gay but I had a shrewd suspicion that she had other ideas planned for Tom and me.

I was still unsure as to whether I'd made the right decision in accepting Amelia's invitation to dinner but I was intrigued to meet her Tom. In the past I'd had sex with anonymous bisexuals who'd always been tops. However, according to Amelia, Tom was a bottom when it came to having sex with a guy. Since I was versatile it didn't bother me but I wasn't too sure about performing whilst a woman watched on. But, I did like to experience new things and this would certainly be a new experience.

As instructed I slipped in the side entrance so as to avoid using the main front door just in case Edward was around. The path leading to the side of the house was hidden by a tall hedge and fairly dark. I rang the buzzer and within a few minutes a guy opened the door.

"Hi, you must be Frank, I'm Tom"

"Hi" I replied as I walked in. Tom closed the door behind me and then gave me a kiss on each cheek. He smelt gorgeous and he looked even more gorgeous. I could see why Amelia had fallen in love with him. The guy was just heavenly. As I followed his pert butt up the backstairs that led directly into Amelia's suite of rooms, I felt my whole body react. Amelia walked straight over towards me with her eyes fixed on my crotch. She'd clearly seen my reaction.

"You've been introduced to Tom then" she grinned. I nodded not sure what to say as she took my jacket and seductively touched my arm. "Come and sit beside Tom whilst I get you a drink" she instructed and led me over to a large sofa where Tom was now sitting. He grinned as I sat down clearly knowing what Amelia was up to. Once she'd served me my gin and tonic she excused herself saying she had things to do for the meal downstairs.

"Do you need any help?" Tom called out.

"No darling, you look after Frank; I'm sure you've got plenty to talk about"

Tom and I grinned at each other.

"So, I understand you're a private eye" he grinned.

"Yep; what do you do?"

"Graphic design; I take it you know I'm bi and that's why Amelia is interested in us getting to know each other"

For a moment I was taken aback by his directness. "Yeah; I understand she enjoys watching" I laughed.

He nodded and then placed a hand on my leg. "But first I suggest we get to know each other".

Quite what he meant by that I wasn't sure, but decided to see what happened. About fifteen minutes later Amelia appeared with a tray of food and took it over to the table by the window. "Come on guys, tuck in". Tom and I joined her and we sat and had a very enjoyable meal. I was relieved that the topic of conversation did not include sexual activity or that of her husband. Instead we talked about Tom's work and interesting cases I'd handled over the years followed by world affairs. After we'd eaten we all went to sit down in the lounge area and had more drinks. Around ten I looked at my watch and said that perhaps I should make a move.

"Yes, so must I" Tom said immediately and stood up. Within a few minutes we were making our way downstairs having kissed Amelia goodbye and thanked her for the wonderful meal.

Once outside, Tom said he'd walk with me to the station since he lived in Mornington Crescent so was travelling in the same direction. Once on the train and we were nearing Euston where he would be getting out he asked "Are you in a rush to get home?" I said I wasn't since I didn't work on a Sunday, at least not normally. "Do you fancy coming back to my place so we can get to know each other some more?"

I looked at him for a moment pondering whether or not to do so. I was also not sure how Amelia would react if she knew I'd been seeing her lover behind her back.

He grinned. "Its okay, Amelia suggested we get to know each other before we had a threesome; that's assuming you're up for one."

I smiled. It seemed Amelia had everything and everyone sorted out to do what she wanted. "Okay" He was very attractive and I'd not had sex for quite some time which my body was rapidly telling me.

At Euston we changed onto the Northern line to Mornington Crescent. Tom lived in a flat just a few minutes' walk away so we were soon there. It was a one bedroom flat much larger than mine and rather nice.

"Drink?"

I nodded having decided this was going to be an all night affair so I might as well get fully relaxed. He prepared two drinks and then sat beside me. My body shivered with excitement since his was almost touching mine and I could feel the heat.

"Cheers" he grinned as we clinked our glasses together. I took a large gulp and relaxed back prepared for anything.

It didn't take long for things to start happening. First Tom ran his hand up and down my thigh and then leaned in for a kiss. I responded and we were soon in a passionate embrace. He was a gentle lover which suited me perfectly. Our hands roamed and we were soon each feeling the effect we were having on each other.

"Mm, that feels so good" Tom groaned as he felt the length of my erection, "Would love to feel that inside me".

"I always thought bi guys wanted to top but I'm willing to let you feel it if you want" I chuckled in between kisses.

"I love being fucked but I prefer fucking women which is why I'm bisexual"

We continued kissing and feeling each other whilst I took in what he'd said. Besides, it didn't bother me. He was very fuckable and I was certainly up for it in more ways than one!

After a few more minutes he stood up and led me into the bedroom. We kissed and slowly undressed each other. When we were both naked he flipped back the covers and we sank onto the bed. As our naked bodies pressed against each other, arousal surged through me, sending blood right to where I wanted it most. Seeing me ready to perform he rolled over onto his stomach which was my indication to do what I'd wanted to do ever since first meeting him. I took a condom and lube off the side table and prepared myself whilst I straddled his thick legs. I gazed down at the two globes of gorgeous flesh in front of me and my cock twitched with excitement. Having first lubricated him and my shaft, I slowly pressed the head up against the opening that was inviting to be invaded. It slipped in with ease and he groaned with satisfaction. I continued thrusting forward until I was fully inside him. I slowly thrust back and forth enjoying the feel of his tightness round my cock. It was pure heaven. I increased the pace until Tom was panting, making small noises of satisfaction, and his hands were fisting the sheet.

Quite how long I continued fucking him I don't know but I certainly took my time. He clearly enjoyed it from the sounds of satisfaction coming from him and I did too. Eventually I felt my climax reach its peak. I pondered for a moment whether or not to pull out and spill my spunk over his back which I know lots of guys like but I was too near that final moment so filled the latex instead. Once sated, I collapsed over his back.

"Yeah, that was brilliant" he muttered. I kissed the back of his neck and he giggled.

"Sure was; it was fucking brilliant" I chuckled as I pulled out and collapsed down beside him. He turned his head and smiled. He had the sweetest of smiles so I moved forward and gently kissed him. "It's a pity you and Amelia are lovers; I could fall for you." Quite what made me say that I'm not sure; but it was genuine. I really did like the guy and had there not been the complication of Amelia he was the kind of guy I could have a relationship with.

He chuckled. "Don't worry about Amelia, she's an odd one at the best of times and to be honest I don't think we will ever be more than lovers so if you want to be my gay lover then that's fine by me."

"But..." I started to say.

"Yeah, I know; she's no doubt told you that daddy stopped us from getting married, which is true to some extent but you've seen Amelia; do you really think she'd take that much notice of daddy? All the crap about inheritance is just a smoke screen if you ask me. I think if she'd really wanted to marry me she'd have done so and told her daddy to fuck off but Amelia likes to live dangerously so married Edward just for fun knowing she had me on the side."

"So why has she hired me to gather evidence of what Edward is up to?" I asked although I had a good idea of the true reason.

"Just for the fun of it; she likes watching guys having sex and to watch her husband at it gives her a thrill; I doubt she'll ever use it against him despite what she says."

"So you don't expect to ever marry her?"

"Nope; and to be honest I'm not sure I'd want to; this way I can lead my life without her controlling me."

For a moment I was stunned since I had believed Amelia and Tom were lovers who would eventually get married but it seemed I was just being used. I chuckled. As long as she was paying me why should I care?

The following morning I woke with a start wondering where I was. A gentle snore to my left reminded me and I watched Tom as he slept on his side with his arms wrapped tightly around his pillow like he might hold a lover.

He must have sensed I was watching him because after a while he opened his eyes and grinned. "Morning; did you sleep well?"

"Brilliant; best night's sleep I've had for a long time; must be because I have a sexy body beside me". I felt down and sure enough I found his morning erection rearing to go. He grinned and purred as I gently ran my hand up and down it.

"You gonna give me a morning fuck then?" he giggled and felt down to grasp my morning erection.

"Now that's an offer I can't refuse" I laughed so grabbed a condom from the side and prepared myself. Once done I rolled him over onto his other side and pressed my gorged organ into him.

"Of fuck, yes, that feels so good; I think if I had this every morning I might become gay" he chuckled as I continued to fuck.

"Mm, not so sure Amelia would approve" I muttered as I thrust away.

"Probably not but I hope this is not a one off"

For the next few moments my mind was engaged with fucking him. It felt wonderful and I was enjoying every second. Finally my climax reached its height and I pumped away as my morning seed filled the latex inside him. "Yeah, fuck that was good; no it's not a one off if you're up for more" I giggled and pulled his hot body close to mine whilst still embedded inside him.

Over the next six weeks I continued with my surveillance on Edward reporting each week to Amelia. I was amazed at the number of casual women he picked up in bars and even more amazed at the number of them who were willing to either go back home with him or take him to their place. He certainly had a way of charming them. One particular woman took him back to her flat which was at the top of the block. By pure chance I knew the block since I'd had to do another surveillance job on someone who lived there. I'd found a way to get inside the block and then onto the roof terrace from where I could use a zoom lens and see right into the woman's flat. Again it amazed me how casual people were when they were having illicit sex and often didn't draw the curtains. I presume they assumed because they were up high nobody could see in but I had the perfect view.

I watched them for almost two hours making love, undressing each other and then walking into her bedroom with Edward sporting an erection to die for. It made my own spring to life and I had to release my trousers to satisfy myself. She clearly loved sex and knelt on the bed waiting for him to thrust his hard organ into her. As he did so I imagined doing the same to Tom until I too was shooting spunk all over the wall in front of me.

On another occasion when I checked the surveillance footage inside his bedroom from the night before, I was amazed to see he'd invited another guy round. The woman handcuffed both guys to the bed and then proceeded to give them a blow job. Not satisfied with that, she then sat on Edward's cock and rode him up and down like a stallion before doing the same to the other guy. When I showed Amelia the footage she nearly wet herself with excitement.

Tom and I had met up several times since that first occasion and had become good friends. On each occasion we'd had sex and it was good. It seemed he loved a good fuck and I was more than happy to give him one.

It was three weeks after I'd first gone back to his place that Amelia invited me to another dinner party at which Tom would also be present. Something in the way she said it made me think she had something special in mind and I had a pretty good idea what that was.

As usual I used the side entrance and Tom answered the door. Once inside we kissed. Now that we knew each other well, it was far more passionate than the first time we'd met like this.

"I hope this is in good working order" he chuckled and gave me a grope.

"I'm going to need it tonight am I?" I laughed.

"I think Amelia has something in mind for us" he whispered as he led me upstairs. As usual she pulled me into her arms and gave me a very passionate hug and a kiss. I also felt her dig her fingers into my butt and have a good feel as she did so.

As before, she left Tom and I to chat whilst she prepared the meal. This time it was much more personal and we kissed and gave each other a good feel. We'd decided we might as well get ourselves suitably excited and it wasn't long before we both had erections aching to be released.

"If you two guys can put each other down" she giggled on appearing with the tray of food, "we'll eat". As we walked over to the table she made a point of looking at the erections that were making our jeans bulge.

The meal was delicious and once finished Amelia told Tom and me to go and sit on the sofa. She served brandies and then sat between our legs whilst we sipped them. It wasn't long before her hands were exploring up and down our thighs and then feeling our cocks through our jeans. Tom and I sat back and let her have her fun. She soon had our jeans unfastened and off our legs. Having given each of us a good feel which caused both organs to swell, she knelt up and slipped off our T shirts. We then watched as she slipped off her jeans followed by her T shirt. I'd already noticed that she was braless earlier so her breasts were now on show. Despite not being into women, I found them pleasing to look at. They were firm and had nice pink nipples which Tom immediately fingered.

She then took hold of my briefs and pulled them off. My cock sprang into action and she grasped it with her hand making it get even harder.

"Mm, now that is nice" she murmured as she gently stroked it, "You're really going to love being fucked by this Tom".

Once I was naked, she removed Tom's and his erection jumped up and down with excitement. She briefly bent forward and took each one into her mouth before standing up. We then watched as she slipped off her own pants and stood in front of us completely naked. The sight of a woman's pussy never particularly excited me but for some reason seeing her naked did. Perhaps it was the thought of what I was about to do to Tom. She took each of our hands and led us into the bedroom where she told us to both lay on the bed on our backs.

"I'm going to give both you guys such a treat" she chuckled as she pulled out two sets of handcuffs. She then fastened our hands to the bed head and knelt between our open legs. Taking each cock at a time she gave us a wonderful blow job. She was good and knew precisely how fast and how much to suck before she stopped and moved back to the other. She managed to keep us on a high for a good half hour and I was aching to shoot my load.

She released Tom's cuffs and told him to kneel over my chest so I could take his cock into my mouth. His butt was up in the air as he did so and whilst I sucked his cock I could feel her sucking mine. Suddenly I felt her hand grasp my balls and I groaned with pleasure. I loved my balls being gently massaged and she certainly knew how to please.

"Oh god, yes, fuck that feels good" I groaned as she fingered my balls and sucked. I really hadn't expected this to be so good.

Before I had brought Tom to a climax, she told him to pull out of my mouth and kneel across my chest with his butt just over my cock. I felt her guide my head up to his hole and then push him down onto it. My cock immediately slipped in and by her shrieks of delight she loved the sight of it disappearing inside her lover. She told him to ride it up and down and as he did so I realised she hadn't put a condom on him.

"Yeah enjoy that gorgeous raw cock up your arse my love" she laughed as he increased the pace.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum" I yelled after a few more minutes.

"Keep riding him Tom, I want you to feel his hot spunk inside you". He did and it wasn't long before I was shooting my load. As soon as I'd finished, she lifted him off and went down on my sensitive cock. I screamed and yelled as she took the whole organ into her mouth but it felt fucking brilliant. She kept on sucking until I felt my next orgasm rising. Suddenly it did and she took the whole load into her mouth.

"I hope you've got plenty more" she grinned at me, "because the night is young and I've got other uses for that gorgeous cock of yours." All I could do was grin at her since I was still shackled to the bed.

After a short rest during which I had to watch Tom lick her nipples and finger her, she then knelt across my legs. "When was the last time this cock of yours was inside a woman?" she asked.

"A fucking long time ago" I laughed guessing what she was now about to do. Without saying anything she sat down on my still hard cock. I closed my eyes trying to imagine it going inside Tom. Suddenly I smelt some Poppers being wafted beneath my nose so I took several long hard sniffs. At least that took my mind off where my cock was now plunging.

"Okay Tom, get that cock of yours up my arse and let Frank feel what a double fuck is like". I knew some women liked doing this but had never imagined being part of such an exercise. I had on previous occasions double fucked a guy and I had to admit that was brilliant. I felt Tom's cock invade her as mine sank deeper inside her. "Yeah, get that big cock of yours right inside Tom; I want to feel completely filled by these two gorgeous cocks."

"Yeah, you love having your arse fucked whilst another big cock is in your cunt don't you" Tom groaned as he fucked away.

"I want to feel you both thrusting in and out of me" she suddenly gasped so the action stopped.

I was released and she got on her back. Tom shackled her to the bed and told me to fuck her arse. I looked at him not sure I wanted to do that. "Just imagine you're fucking me" he laughed so I did as I was told and plunged my still hard cock into her now open arse. Tom then climbed in front of me and I watched him thrust his cock into her cunt.

"Yeah, beautiful, now both fuck me hard until you're filling me up" she yelled.

I grabbed the poppers and took several long hard sniffs before passing it to Tom. When he'd done the same he held it in front of Amelia's nose. Once we were all feeling its effect we fucked like mad. There was something very erotic about a double penetration and it wasn't long before I could feel my seed rise and it spilling out inside her. From the sounds Tom was making he was doing the same.

Finally we pulled out and grinned at each other. She then told both of us to suck a nipple each. "She likes it hard so don't hold back" Tom told me. I'd not sucked a woman's nipple for years but I duly obliged. I sealed my lips around it and nibbled with my teeth. She clearly loved what I was doing so I continued until I was told to stop.

"That was fucking brilliant; at some point we must invite a third guy round then I can suck dick whilst being double penetrated.

We all needed a rest so we moved back into the living room where we had more drinks. As we drank, she made sure that our cocks remained hard.

"I want to watch you giving Tom a good long hard fuck" she announced after a while so Tom was told to bend over the end of the sofa whilst I fucked him.

"Oh yes, that is a beautiful sight"

Having watched me thrust in and out for several minutes she held the bottle of poppers up to my nose and I again took several long hard sniffs. It went straight to my head and for several moments I fucked with my head spinning. She did the same to Tom and then positioned herself on the sofa so that he could lick her cunt. He was happy, she was happy and I was happy.

It was gone two in the morning when we finally finished the session and Tom and I left. As we walked to the main road to get a taxi since the trains had now stopped, he asked me how I'd found it.

"Interesting" I laughed.

"Would you do it again?"

"Yeah, I reckon I would"

"Fancy coming back to my place?"

I grinned and nodded so we grabbed a taxi to his flat in Mornington Crescent. By the time we got there, we were both pooped so we fell into bed. When we woke later that morning, we were ready for another session and I ended up staying for the rest of the day.

Having completed two months of surveillance on Edward, Amelia decided she had enough evidence so I was stood down. However, she still wanted the surveillance cameras kept in his bedroom and also wanted me to fit more to each of the other two bedrooms in his suite and in the living room. She therefore retained me to monitor the footage and provide her with a weekly copy of it. Quite what she was now going to do with all the information I'd gathered I wasn't sure but I was soon to find out.

"I'd like you to accompany me to daddy's house in Hertfordshire" she told me at one of our weekly meetings. "I think it's time to tell him what his wonderful Edward has been up to". It seemed she wanted me there to confirm that it was all true. Since she was paying me for the trip I agreed.

As we drove into the grounds, I was surprised to see that the house was not as large as I'd expected. I'd imagined it would be a grand country estate but in fact the house was not a lot larger than Amelia's London residence in terms of room numbers but each was a lot larger so overall the house was bigger. I did notice that at some point in its history the house had been larger but part of it had been removed, no doubt to make it more manageable.

We were met by an older guy who showed us into the main room downstairs. I noticed a bed at one end and realised that her father used this as his living quarters. He was slumped in a wheelchair much to my surprise.

"Hello daddy" Amelia called out as we walked in and went over to give him a light kiss on the cheek. She made no attempt to introduce me so I just stood in the background. Her father made little notice of her and I soon realised that he was far from well. Quite what was wrong I had no idea but it didn't stop her from proceeding with what she'd come to tell him.

"I thought you'd like to know that your precious Edward who you made me marry is fucking other women behind my back." This did make him look at her with an inquisitive stare. She then put into his hands several still photos I'd taken of Edward kissing women and of the ones I'd taken using the zoom lens when he fucked the woman in her flat. I noticed she didn't mention the fact that she had lots of evidence of him fucking away in his bedroom. I assumed she didn't want that fact to get back to Edward.

"How did you obtain this evidence?" he asked having glanced at the photos.

"I hired a private detective" she replied and indicated me.

"Is all this true?" he said hardly looking at me.

"I'm afraid it is sir" I replied and moved forward expecting to be introduced. He ignored me as if I was not there so I moved back.

"So, do you now still believe he was the perfect husband for me?" Amelia almost shouted at him. He shuddered at her tone fingering the photos.

"Are you going to divorce him?" he asked hardly getting the words out.

"Oh no daddy, I'm certainly not going to do that but it gives me plenty to keep him hanging on the hook don't you think?"

"But how can you live with him knowing this?"

"Oh come on daddy, you don't really think we've been living together all this time do you? Edward lives in one part of the house and I live in the other so we hardly see one another."

For a moment I could see he was shocked. It was clear he'd thought the marriage was perfect. He then closed his eyes which was her cue to leave so I quickly followed on behind.

"Well, that's told the old bastard hasn't it" she laughed as we walked out to the car.

"I take it you don't like your father" I commented.

"Good god no; he's always been a complete bastard and to be honest the sooner he's dead the better."

I decided not to reply and just sat in the car as she drove us back to London.

As it happened, her wish came true just two days later. The old man passed away in his sleep.

"At last" she exclaimed when she told me, "I'm at last free from the old bastard".

When I saw Tom a few days later we discussed the meeting with Amelia's father and I relayed what she'd said. I felt he was now a close friend and should know. He laughed. "I always knew she had no intention of marrying me and I certainly have no intention of marrying her so we're both happy. She's a good fuck so it suits both of us." I hugged him not sure if he wanted to be consoled. "Thanks for telling me though; you're a good friend".

I smiled, "Thanks and you're a good fuck too" I laughed.

When I next went to see Amelia with the latest footage, a gorgeous looking guy opened the side door.

"Hi, I'm Karl" he grinned as he invited me in. I then noticed a young woman busy in the kitchen who he introduced as Rosa. Just then Amelia came down the stairs and told me that Karl and Rosa were now living in and managing the London house. The other housekeeper come cook had been removed. Karl and Rosa were both in their early twenties. I later found out they were in fact twenty four but they weren't married or lovers. When we adjourned to Amelia's suite of rooms she explained that she'd found them in a bar and offered them both jobs. She'd told Edward that she was aware of his womanising and that it didn't bother her so he could do what he liked in his suite.

"I've also told him he can fuck Rosa if he wants since I know he will want to do so. As you've seen she's a buxom girl and is up for anything she can get. I'm meanwhile having fun with Karl. He has the most gorgeous dick on him. In fact perhaps you'd like to join me on Saturday evening for a meal and we can enjoy a session with Tom and Karl."

"Does Karl know that Tom is bi?"

"Oh yes, he's cool about it and I've told him you're gay so he's quite happy to join in a foursome."

I smiled. It seemed Amelia had no end of ideas up her sleeve and I was happy to join in if it meant seeing young Karl stark naked.

"I take it Edward is still oblivious to the hidden cameras"

"Of course; I shall enjoy watching his exploits, especially with young Rosa."

"And Tom, how has he taken all this?"

"You know Tom; he's quite happy giving me a fuck and having you fuck him whenever he wants."

"So you're definitely not going to divorce Edward so you can marry Tom?"

"Fuck no; why spoil a good thing? I've got Tom when I want him, he's got you and I've got Edward where I want him."

She was indeed a hard bitch but that was no surprise from what I'd seen of her father.

On the Saturday I made my way to Amelia but this time I rang the main front doorbell. Now that I was no longer following Edward it didn't matter if he saw me. What I didn't realise was that he too had been invited to Amelia's dinner party so there was the four of us. I was duly introduced to Edward who warmly shook my hand having no clue at all that he'd been my surveillance subject for two months. He made no indication that he recognised me but then I was a professional and always made sure I kept out of sight of whoever I was following.

Karl and Rosa served the meal and each time Karl served Amelia she ran her hand up and down his butt and on one occasion down the inside of his leg. Edward just grinned. He had his fun with Rosa and fondled her butt whenever he could. I also noticed his hand slip beneath the short skirt she was wearing and I wondered whether she had anything on underneath. From what I could see of Karl, he certainly didn't since his excited dick was pressing against the thin material of his trousers which was no doubt on the instruction of Amelia knowing her.

Once the meal was over, Edward disappeared to his rooms, no doubt with Rosa, whilst Karl remained with us. As usual we first had a drink before getting down to business. This went much the same as on previous occasions although this time Amelia sucked me whilst being double penetrated by Tom and Karl who had a beautiful body and I sensed, like me, that Tom was itching to get his hands on him but Karl was very much a straight.

A few weeks later, Amelia invited me to join her and Tom on a visit to the country house. Tom told me on the quiet that she'd organised a sex party and that around twenty people had been invited in total. Now that daddy was gone, she had every intention of using the house for her purposes. On our arrival we were met by two gorgeous looking guys. They were introduced as Sven and Jacob and both were twenty two. By their accent I soon deduced they were from Sweden and it didn't take long to work out that they were gay. Tom again told me on the side that the old boy and his wife who'd looked after Amelia's father for years had both been given the push and that these two gorgeous hunks were now managing the house for Amelia. They too had been picked up on one of Amelia's pub crawls.

The party was wild to say the least, especially since the dress code involved wearing a cloak and a mask, duly provided my Amelia, and nothing else. Needless to say the cloaks were soon discarded so all you had to wear was a mask! To be honest I lost count of how many times I had sex or how many guys I fucked since there was a good mix of gays as well as straights to cater for all tastes. Tom and I felt exhausted by the time we got home the next morning and collapsed into his bed for the rest of the day. I wasn't sure I could keep up with Amelia's appetite for sex and nor was Tom.

I later found out that Edward had been told he too could hold a sex party if he wished, which he did and which was duly recorded for posterity unbeknown to him. I was beginning to feel sorry for the guy since everything he did was on camera for Amelia's later gratification but since I was being paid to operate the system it wasn't up to me to complain or say anything.

I'd been employed by Amelia for six months when she announced one day that she wanted to take me and Tom to Los Angeles for a holiday. "All expenses paid darling so you must come" she implored. Since I'd never been able to afford such a holiday I readily agreed, especially since Tom was also going and it seemed she'd booked a suite of rooms in a very smart hotel so we'd all be together, or more to the point, I'd have access to Tom when he wasn't servicing Amelia.

We flew first class, of course, which made the long journey more tolerable and at the airport we were met by a private chauffeur to take us to our hotel. Tom and I had never experienced such luxury and at times I felt sorry for him because had Amelia's father not been so belligerent he might have been her husband and enjoyed this luxury all the time. Even so, Tom seemed happy enough with his lot so I soon put my sorrow for him out of my mind.

Needless to say we had a ball and Amelia dragged us round to all kinds of clubs every evening. She loved frequenting gay clubs and it was at one of these where I met a guy who would change my life. His name was Tyler and just three years younger than me. I also later found out that he was an English American since his mother had been English and his father American. He was also stunning apart from being a delightful guy. We were in LA for two weeks and I met Tyler at the beginning of the second week. I'm afraid Amelia and Tom hardly saw me for the rest of the week but they didn't seem to mind, at least Amelia didn't but I wasn't too sure about Tom.

"I think our Frank is in love" I overheard Amelia saying to Tom one morning, "and if I'm not mistaken young Tyler feels the same way."

It made me stop and consider what she'd said. Yes, I was in love. Tyler was the most perfect guy I'd ever met; kind, considerate, extremely good looking and great in bed; not that we'd done much so far since neither of us wanted to rush things. The problem was that he lived in America and I in England so I felt the likelihood of the relationship continuing beyond the end of the week was slim.

"We can stay in touch can't we" I blurted out during another idyllic day with Tyler, "and you could come and visit or I could come over here" I continued somewhat excitedly although in reality I didn't really see how that would happen.

"I could always move to England" Tyler replied as he held me in his arms whilst we relaxed on his sofa one evening. I looked up startled.

"How; you have your business here" I exclaimed.

He smiled and gently kissed me. "It doesn't matter from where I run my import export business; it's all online so as long as I have a computer with internet access I can operate anywhere; besides a lot of my business involves British companies and I have dual nationality."

"How come?" I asked having not thought about that.

"I was born in England so have a British passport; my dad moved us out here when I was five and I got American citizenship so I can live on either side of the pond."

For a moment I was gobsmacked. "Would you really do that?"

He nodded. "Yep, if it meant being with the guy I've fallen madly in love with".

The realisation that my dreams could come true was too much for me and I burst into tears. He hugged me and kissed me in his usual caring way.

"I love you so much" I finally managed to say.

"And me you; I know we've only known each other for a few days but I've got a feeling deep down that we're perfect for each other."

We then talked about the logistics of him moving to England. We'd certainly need to find a larger place to live in since in no way was my flat big enough. He also had things to finalise in America and decide what he would do with his beautiful apartment. Would he rent it out or keep it for us to use when we visited LA which was something I had a feeling we'd want to do quite often.

By the time I returned to the hotel I was walking on cloud nine. Amelia immediately picked up on my high and sat me down. We talked and she was fully in support of what Tyler and I had discussed. I looked at Tom and for a moment my heart dropped. I suddenly realised that this would affect him and the friendship we'd formed over the past six months. That night we slept together at Amelia's suggestion and I held him in my arms.

"I'm sorry Tom, I know we have a great time together but I've been looking for someone like Tyler all my life"

"It's okay; I understand Frank; besides, I've always known that one day it would come to an end; I'm happy for you, I really am but we can still be friends can't we?"

I pulled him into a kiss and told him that of course we could and that Tyler would love to be friends with him as well. The only thing that would change was the sexual relationship since I knew from now on there was only one man for me, and that was Tyler.

It took Tyler three weeks to sort things out in LA. They were the longest three weeks of my life but we called each other on Skype everyday to keep in touch. Finally the day arrived and I went to Heathrow airport to meet him. As he walked through the exit gate my heart skipped a beat. When we were finally together we hugged and kissed completely oblivious to who was around. I eventually grabbed one of his two cases and we made our way home.

"What have you been up to during the last three weeks?" Tyler asked.

"I've been as good as gold" I chuckled. Which was true; Tom had not put any pressure on me to have sex with him knowing Tyler and I were so much in love.

"I was referring to your work" Tyler laughed.

"Ah" I giggled and then told him about the latest job I'd been working on. It had involved a good friend of Tom's who suspected that his long term boyfriend was having an affair with another guy. I had been asked to investigate to see if the suspicion was true or not. Unfortunately it was so the boyfriend was given the boot which meant that Tom had to pick up the pieces. At least it meant that he had someone else to think about now that he'd lost me as his fuck buddy. I also had a feeling that things were cooling off with Amelia but said nothing. Since returning from LA she too had not put any pressure on me to take part in anymore sessions of sex. Besides, she now had Karl to keep her satisfied.

By the time we got back to my tiny abode I was deep in thought. "I'm afraid it's rather a dump compared to your place in LA" I said gloomily as I showed him in.

"It's not that bad" Tyler replied trying to bolster my mood.

"We're going to need a bigger place" I said as I showed him round, "In no way are we going to fit everything in here once your stuff is shipped over."

"What's wrong Frank? You seem pre-occupied. Are you regretting us getting together?"

"Don't be daft" I replied before he went any further, "Of course I don't regret it; I love you and want you with me."

"Then what's the matter?"

I thought for a moment deciding how to put what I needed to say. "It's my work". I then explained that a lot of my work involved evening surveillance and I didn't want to be doing that now we were living together.

"Why not concentrate on your family history work and finding lost souls" he replied as he took me into his arms.

"The problem is that the surveillance work is where I make most money and if we get a bigger place then that could be a problem."

He then pulled me into a kiss which immediately sent shivers down my spine and blood rushing south. When he pulled out of the kiss he looked me in the eyes and smiled whilst still holding onto me.

"There's something I need to tell you" he said whilst still holding me. My mind went into overdrive. Was he having second thoughts? "Don't look so worried" he laughed sensing my concern. "I didn't want to tell you this until I was over here and knew that you still wanted us to live together but I own an apartment in London".

I looked at him dumbfounded wondering why on earth he owned a property in London and why he hadn't mentioned it during the past three weeks. He then reminded me that he'd been born in England and when his father's job was transferred to America when Tyler was five years old his parents had sold the family house and bought an apartment as a bolt hole just in case they ever needed to return. When his father's job became permanent in America they decided to let it.

"By pure chance, the guy who's been renting it has also had his job moved to America so two weeks ago he gave me notice to quit. Because he needed to move quickly I agreed he could vacate the apartment immediately so it's now vacant."

"Where is it situated?"

"Near Sloane Square"

"Fuck, that's an expensive area; it must be worth a fortune now; how big is it?"

"Three bedrooms; well two really with a box room which would make an ideal office for both of us; it also has a kitchen, a large living room and bathroom of course. Now it is worth a lot of money but when my parents bought it twenty four years ago it probably wasn't that expensive. When they were both killed in the road accident two years ago I decided to keep it just in case I ever needed it. So, if you wanted we could move there or if you didn't like it we could sell it and buy something else."

I pulled him into a hug. He'd told me about how his parents had died in a road accident and it brought tears to my eyes. From what he'd told me they were two lovely people and I would have liked to have known them. "Anything would be better than this dump" I eventually replied.

"It's not that bad" he giggled, "Okay it's bijou but you've done the best you can with it".

I laughed and gave him a big wet kiss. "I love you so much".

"And I love you too; how about we have a bite to eat and then show each other how much we love one another" he grinned mischievously, "Then tomorrow I'll take you to see the apartment."

I nodded but that still didn't solve my work problem. I knew I'd have to give up the surveillance work, in fact I wanted to but I needed to find another way of making money. As always he seemed to read my mind because he then pulled me into his arms again.

"I may have a solution to your work problem" he said, "I agree you certainly don't want to continue following characters around each evening and I would not want that but you could continue doing the work that only involves daytime activity and supplement that by helping me with my business."

"Help you? But I know fuck all about importing and exporting" I exclaimed.

He laughed and placed a finger on my lips to stop me. "What I need is someone to research things and investigate new outlets for the work I do. At present I have to employ the services of someone to do that for me because I don't have time, so your investigative skills would be ideal. I'd pay you a salary from the business for doing that work which would help both of us."

The guy was brilliant and I loved the idea of working with him as well as living with him and having sex with him; in fact I wanted to do everything with him.

"That is fucking brilliant", I eventually exclaimed and pulled him in for yet another deep throated kiss which caused both of us to get erections.

"Food first, fucking second", he laughed "because I'm starving".

We dumped his suitcases in the bedroom and I set to and made us a meal. It felt so good making a meal for two and then sharing it with them. I'd never felt so happy.

As soon as we'd finished eating and I'd stuffed the dirty dishes into the dishwasher, I led him into the bedroom. I couldn't wait to feel his hot naked body up close against mine. I slid my strong arms around his waist from behind and laced my fingers across his belly. The hold was loose, the intentions clear. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" he giggled. Arousal surged through me, sending blood right to where I wanted it most. I turned him round and seductively removed my clothes whilst he stood and watched. He eye fucked every inch of skin that I flashed until he stopped at my cock licking his lips. I shivered, the feeling curling low in my stomach in a pleasant way. He stroked my erection and my whole body jerked.

I slowly undressed him and once naked I sealed my lips around one of his nipples and nibbled with my teeth. His legs jerked and he made a sexy noise that went right to my balls. I coaxed that noise out of him again, over and over on both nipples until his fingers threaded my hair. His hips jerked and his cock pulsed. It was time to get down to some serious business so I gently led him to the bed. He lay back on the bed lifting his legs to offer what he knew I wanted. I grabbed the lube and gently stroked the beautiful puckered hole that was now ready and waiting for me.

"Oh god, yes, that feels so good" he groaned as I slowly fingered him until I had two digits right inside and was feeling that magic spot. "I want to feel your cock; please" he implored. I giggled at his impatience but I knew I'd be the same if he was about to fuck me. I grabbed a condom and prepared my stiff cock that was aching to be used. I slowly pressed it against his well lubricated hole and watched it slip in. It was the first time we'd actually fucked and it felt just perfect. I slowly pressed the full length inside him watching his face as I did so. "Yeah, that feels brilliant; now give me a good long hard fuck" he groaned.

I needed no further encouragement so gradually increased the pace of my thrusts until I was literally slamming my cock into him. Despite not having fucked for over three weeks, I managed to hold back the urge to reach a climax too soon. I wanted this to last and I wanted him to savour the feel of me inside him. Eventually my sexual urge overcame my control and I felt my climax rise. I yelled out as my hot seed spilled out and he smiled at me. It was the most beautiful fuck I'd ever had and I knew without doubt he was the man for me.

By the time we'd finished making love it was getting late and I knew Tyler was tired after his long journey. We settled down and I snuggled my naked body up behind his. It felt perfect and I kissed the back of his neck to show how contented I was. He reached round and held my hand until he finally slipped off to sleep.

When I woke the following morning Tyler was still lightly sleeping beside me. My morning erection was dying for action but I didn't want to wake him. I gently moved up behind him and placed a hand on his hip. He groaned contentedly and held my hand.

"Mm, it feels so nice waking up in bed with a hot sexy guy and feeling a hot morning wood pressing against my backside" he giggled. I kissed the back of his neck and pressed my erection even harder against him. "Are you gonna use that then?" he chuckled and felt behind him to give it a squeeze. I certainly needed no further encouragement so hastily prepared my cock whilst he rolled onto his stomach. I draped myself across his back and thrust inside him with one smooth stroke. He arched and panted with fingers clenching the sheet. I felt my balls drawing up and knew I wouldn't last long. I used long hard thrusts into his perfect heat with my hands tight around his shoulders. He pushed back, wanting and demanding more. Harder, faster, until electricity shot down my spine and I came.

"Oh god that feels so good" I finally managed to whisper into his ear. "You want to fuck me now?"

He pondered the question and then rolled over moving me beside him. He lifted himself on his arms and gave me a passionate kiss. "I'd like you to suck me off like you did in LA; I'll fuck you later." I grinned and threw back the covers to expose his gorgeous naked body. I then took his hard cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it up and down. Every so often I'd pull off and lick round the gorgeous head and down inside his foreskin since I knew he loved me doing that. All the while he groaned and moaned with pleasure. I then set to work and sucked with intent. When I sensed he was about to spill, I pulled back a little and felt my mouth fill with the beautiful taste of his release. I licked and swallowed, careful not to spill a drop, worshipping his cock until he was fully spent.

My shower wasn't big enough for both of us so I let Tyler shower first whilst I prepared the breakfast things. When he was done I showered and afterwards we sat down for breakfast.

"So, you want to go and see the apartment in Sloane Square?" he asked as we ate.

"You bet, can't wait".

After breakfast we did just that. Work would have to wait for the time being. Fortunately I had nothing pressing.

"Wow, this is very grand" I exclaimed as Tyler led me into an old mansion block. We took the lift to the fourth floor and he led me into his apartment. My eyes nearly jumped out of my head once inside. It was beautiful and much larger than I'd imagined from Tyler's description. It made my tiny flat look like a shoebox.

"It's beautiful" I exclaimed as I went from room to room.

"So, would you like to move in here?"

"You bet; it's perfect; and you're sure you don't mind using the third bedroom as an office?" Tyler said he had no problems with that and when I needed to see clients he could easily take his laptop into the living room. "With premises like these I reckon I could increase my rate" I laughed. I'd decided that from now on I'd only be doing family history work and missing persons with perhaps the odd investigative job provided it no longer required evening or night surveillance. Those days were well and truly over.

Tyler had already arranged for a company to give the place a good clean so everything looked perfect. I didn't have much at my place that needed moving apart from personal stuff. The furniture I had wasn't a patch on what he owned so I decided to leave most of that behind and let the letting agent keep it.

"When would you like to move in?" he grinned as he swept me into his arms.

"How about this afternoon?" I laughed, "No time like the present".

He giggled and lowered his hand to my groin. "Mm, I'm so going to enjoy living with you and having this to feel whenever I want".

So, that's what we did. We went back to my flat, packed up and grabbed a taxi to take us to Sloane Square. I called the letting agent and gave notice on both the flat and the small office I used on the floor below. The following day we went back and packed up my office. I happened to know a guy who did small removals so he came round that afternoon and took my desk, filing cabinet and computer to their new home. Fortunately there wasn't much since most of my work was stored online. Once it was all installed it looked brilliant. Tyler had been out and purchased a small desk for his use and this fitted perfectly into the room that we now called the office.

Several days later I invited Tom to join us for a meal since I'd not seen much of him since returning from LA. As soon as he came in I noticed a difference in him. "You're looking happy with life" I chuckled as I gave him a big kiss before letting Tyler do the same.

"I am" he grinned, "Remember the guy you did the 'follow him' investigation for? Well, as a result of that he dumped his boyfriend and we're now an item. I've fancied him for a long time but as he had a boyfriend I held back; now he's free I made my move and we're boyfriends, so thanks."

"But...I thought you were..."

"Yeah I know, but having had some great times with you I've decided I'm more gay than bi. My relationship with Amelia has gone down the pan in any event since Karl has been on the scene and as I've said before I never did believe she'd marry me so I've decided to walk away and put it down to experience."

I gave him another hug and a big kiss. "I'm very happy for you and glad to be of service.

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