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Loving Conor - Chapter 5
After parting ways with John and Mandy, Conor took me to a small pub, which he said had the best Irish food around. As soon as we walked in, the bartender yelled out, "Well hiya Dub. It's been Donkey's years!" Conor replied in what I presumed to be actual Irish, and though I had no idea what he said, I found it very sexy. I was introduced to the bartender, Cillian, who promptly handed us two pints of "Gat" on the house, then we were directed to a small table near the bar. Conor laughed when I asked why Cillian was talking about Donkey's ears, and explained "It's a way of saying you haven't seen someone in a long time." I let Conor order for both of us since he knew the food. After placing the order, Conor excused himself to go to the "Jacks", which I presumed meant restroom. Conor returned to the table just as our lunch was being served, still bubbling from the heat. Conor spoke loud and quickly as he said, "Lamb stew, goat cheese dumplins, and soda bread. Mam used ta make this when I was a lad. O'course we're too skint to affor' the lamb. I'm thinkin' ma was doin' a line with the manky ol' butcha!" I sat for a moment, trying to piece together the string of words, then Conor nearly blew beer suds from his nose laughing, "I'm just messing with you!" Cillian, overhearing Conor, said "Actin' the maggot again, are we boy?" Conor replied, "Well, at least I didn't order him the black puddin'!" which drew a laugh from the bartender. I was apparently the outsider in the room, but it was fun watching Conor in his element, so I didn't mind. I did, however, take note to research Irish slang. Conor said, "Okay, sorry. Let's eat up, it's really good." After putting down a few bites, Conor looked up at me with his sparkling green eyes and quietly said, "I wasn't quite sure you would be okay... umm... doing what we did in public, but you seemed to enjoy yourself." I smiled, "It's been a long time fantasy, actually." Conor flashed a sexy grin, "Hopefully I can help fulfil more fantasies while you're here, but I suppose we should talk about those later."
As promised, the food Conor picked was delicious, and I knew I would be back for more before I returned to Arizona. We continued our conversation long after our food was gone, though the topics shifted to learning more about each other beyond sexual fantasies. At one point I sat contemplating my next question, not sure if I should even ask it. Conor, who seemed to have a knack for reading me, said, "You can ask me anything, you know... go ahead." Once again I was impressed by the young man, this time by his insight. "Okay then. Why me? You said it's been two years since you've been with another person, and it's obvious that you can have your pick, so... why me?" Conor tilted his water glass and looked into it, as if to find the answer there, "I think it's obvious that I'm attracted to you, but it's more than that. From the moment I looked into your eyes at the airport, I saw something that's all too rare these days. I saw sincerity. You are who you are, and don't hide behind a mask. I could tell, too, that you were into me, which is why I've been pushing things so quick. I know you only have a short time here, and I don't want to waste a second of it." I leaned forward and took in Conor's eyes with mine, then said, "I don't want to waste a second of it either. I have a favor to ask, though." Conor said, "Anything Just name it." I said, "Remind me never to play poker with you." Conor responded by running his foot up my leg, then asking "What about strip poker?"
After the hot meal and beer, it was good to be walking again. Conor said he had little to do for the evening since tonight's event at The House was being hosted, so we took our time and continued our journey together, stopping at an art gallery and antique shop, and taking another lazy walk down the beach before heading back.
Walking up to The House, I saw a cargo van parked out front, and people carrying boxes from the truck to the building. Once inside, I heard Sam's voice, "Put that table here. Tom, get an extension cord for the display." Conor said, "This was Sam's idea, so I let her run with it." When Sam saw us walk in, she said, "Oh, now you show up, we're almost done." I asked Sam if she needed any help, to which she replied "No thanks, but I'll trade a blowjob for a drink." then Tom said, "Make that two drinks, and we'll both blow you!" Conor reached into a box on one of the tables, pulled out a dildo, brandishing it like a sword, and said, "You will have to get through me, first!" Tom pulled another dildo out and said, "On guard!" and the two began fencing around the room. Sam shook her head and said, "Ugh, Boys!" I mixed Sam's drink and handed it to her, "No sexual favors required." Sam looked at me and smiled, then said, "I'm sorry for being so rude before. It's just... you two hit it off so quick, and Conor doesn't do quick." I held up the drink I made for myself, and said "To friendship?" Sam held her glass up, smiled, and repeated "To friendship."
When the guests started arriving, they were escorted straight to the kitchen until the setup was finished. The common room had been filled with furniture designed for easy access to various body parts, displays full of sexy clothing and adult toys, some of which I couldn't identify. Apparently, there was a new store in town that offered in home sampling and demonstrations, and Sam thought it would make for great evening fun. Conor aimed spot lights on the tables, dimmed the house lights, and set some mood music. The guests were brought in and assembled in a group, away from the displays. There was a lot of talking and laughing, then "POP!" a whip cracked loudly, and everyone went silent. A tall woman, dressed in black leather, a cape, and mask appeared from behind a display. The woman said, "My name is Mistress Eve." Mistress Eve was dragging a chain, which she tugged on roughly, then said, "This is my slave. His name is not important, you may address him as Slave." As Eve spoke, a very handsome and muscular young man came out from behind the display, pulled by the chain attached to a collar around his neck. "Slave" was wearing all leather as well, and had on a black g-string, chaps, and arm bands. The back of the chaps were open, revealing two muscled ass cheeks. Conor walked over next to me, put his arm around my waist and said, "Maybe I should get an outfit like that." I looked at Conor and envisioned him in the leathers, then said, "You're hotter than he is, even with your clothes on." I meant every word, and I knew Conor knew it. Conor smiled and kissed my neck, then his phone beeped. Conor checked his messages, and said, "John and Mandy are here. I'll go let them in."
Slave kneeled down next to Mistress Eve, who then stroked his head like a dog, and said "The items you see before you are designed specifically for our store, and for your pleasure. If you see something you like, feel free to try it out on yourself or each other. I will be available if you have any questions. Now, don't be shy, come take a look." As the guests filtered in to look at the displays, Conor, John, and Mandy came into the room. Conor led the couple to the group and started making introductions. I noticed right away that Mistress Eve was eyeing Conor as he made his way around the room. A few people came to the bar and ordered drinks, so I went to work, and by the time I looked back up Eve had Conor cornered. I watched in amusement as Conor backed into a table trying to escape, then noticed them both looking my way. Someone walked up to Eve, holding a sex toy and Conor slipped away, joining me behind the bar. I said, "Don't tell me. She wants another slave, right?" Conor said, "She's creepy. I'm staying back here." I smiled and said, "You won't get any complaints from me." Eve answered whatever question was asked, then walked up to the bar. I asked, "Can I get you something to drink?" Eve asked, "How much for him?" directing her eyes at Conor. I said, "The drinks are on the house, but he is free to do as he wishes." Conor said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not interested." Eve said, "Not into girls, are you? Well then, I can still accommodate you." then lifted her dress up to reveal a cock and set of balls between her legs. I looked at Conor and raised an eyebrow. Conor grabbed my crotch and said, "I have all I need here, thank you." Eve said, "Such a shame. I guess I will settle for a dirty martini then." I handed Eve her drink, and she faded back into the crowd. Conor said, "I told you she was creepy." and I had to agree. It wasn't her mix of male and female anatomy, but there was something off with Eve.
The evening had started out a little tame. People were picking through the items, chatting and laughing, but it seemed no one wanted to be first to use a toy. I was beginning to think the party was going to flop, until I heard a female voice, "Oh, oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuukkk!" I couldn't see who was moaning or what they were doing because everyone had gathered around to watch. The girl getting off set the tone, and soon more people started trying out toys and clothing. Tom and Sam were using Slave to dress them in leathers. Conor pointed out Mandy, who was trying out a dildo that changed vibrations by the beat of music. Conor said, "Watch this!" then switched the song playing. The vibrator responded to a fast-paced beat with a heavy bass, and Mandy almost jumped off the chair she was on. Conor and I nearly went to our knees laughing. I noticed that John was looking in our direction and said, "Uh oh, we're busted." Conor said, "You mean John? He's been watching you all night. You haven't noticed?" When he saw me looking back at him, John smiled and turned away. Conor said, "I think you have an admirer." When Mandy was done with the vibrator, she moved on to the next table to look at more toys. John tagged along behind Mandy, but seemed uninterested in what was going on.
As the party progressed, Conor and I were extra busy serving drinks. I took the opportunity to teach Conor some of my favorite mixes, and chuckled as he took a sip of one of his own creations, making a sour face. The room smelled of sweat and sex, and the group of horny men and women were obviously enjoying themselves. The most popular items of the evening seemed to be animal related, and at least five people had sprouted tails. I recognized long horse tails, cat tails, fox tails, and one that was either a lizard or dragon tail. A trio had taken a more extreme approach, dressing in "furry" costumes of a wolf and two cats. The only person I could only identify was Rob, with his massive cock sticking out of the wolf costume. First the two cats were stroking and licking Rob's cock, then they both bent over next to each other, presenting themselves to Rob. The costumes had flaps in the back, and I could see two sexy asses, one male and one female. Rob mounted the male cat first, sliding his big dick in slowly before picking up the pace, then switched to the the female cat, and back and forth. When Rob announced he was about to cum by howling, the cats licked his big cockhead until they got their milk. Eve, Tom, and Sam had been watching the dog and cat show, then headed to the Red Room. Somehow I wasn't surprised to see those three together.
Conor wrapped his arms around me from behind and said, "I don't know about you, but all of this is making me horny." I said, "Yeah, my balls are aching again." Conor slipped his hand down and unbuttoned my shorts, saying "I think I can help you with that." I felt my lover's hot body press against mine from behind as he reached down and set my throbbing cock free, then slowly jerked me off. I reached behind my back to unbutton Conor's shorts, and felt nothing but skin and Conor's amazing dick. I let my shorts and briefs fall to the floor, then turned to face the beautiful man behind me, our bodies, lips, and cocks colliding against each other. Once again, I was being transported into another dimension, where only the two of us existed. The sweet lips kissing mine were soft and gentle, yet hungry and fierce all at once. I moaned into Conor's mouth, and he moaned in return. I moaned once again, but in desperation, as those lips moved away from mine. My despair was quickly replaced by intense pleasure as Conor took my cock in his hand and pressed our wet dick heads together. Conor pulled my foreskin over both our cock heads, then pushed his own foreskin over my foreskin, capturing the glistening strands of precum that had been cascading to the floor. I closed my eyes and let the world fade once more. Conor moved our cocks around, sliding our slick cockheads together, simeltaiounsly jerking us off. My body was tingling all over, and I felt lightheaded for a moment, then realized I wasn't breathing, and....
It took a moment to grasp what was happening. I felt two hands on my hips, but still felt a hand jerking my cock. I opened my eyes and looked down, and saw John on his knees gripping our foreskin cocooned dicks. Conor saw me look, shrugged his shoulders, and kissed me hard. It wasn't long before Mandy joined the party, saying "There you are... oh fuck yes! Don't stop, I'll be right back!" In just a few seconds, Mandy returned with Slave in tow. Mandy pointed to John, and Slave smiled then got down and buried his face in John's ass. Conor and I kept kissing and enjoying the strange but erotic moment, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was spewing hot cum everywhere. Mandy took John's cock in her mouth while doing her best to watch her boyfriend get two dicks off. John separated our cocks, and gobs of precum fell onto his tongue and down to Mandy's face, causing him to go into a sucking and licking frenzy. I could feel the vibrations of John's loud moans as he attempted to deepthroat my dick, and noticed that Slave was now fingering John's ass. The whole scene had me going, and I could feel my legs and abs starting to shake, then Conor grunted and buried his fingers into my skin. Conor and I put our foreheads together and looked down at the hungry boy sucking and jerking our cocks, just as Conor's first blast squirted right in John's open mouth. The sexy shot set me off, and ropes of jiz went flying. John tried to catch as much cum as he could, but most of it hit his face or spattered down on Mandy. Slave started slamming his fingers in and out of John's hole, and John yelled, "I'm fucking cum... ahhh!" Mandy was wildly fingering her pussy, and squirmed and bucked to her own orgasim as John shot his load down her throat. When John was done filling Mandy's mouth, he bent down and kissed her, mixing all of our juices together. Once everyone settled down, Conor grabbed a pile of bar rags and passed them out. Mandy pushed the rag away, intent on cleaning John up with her tongue. John looked up and said "Holy fuck guys, that was hot! Thank you!." We both smiled and nodded, and Conor said "Glad to be of service."
As Conor and I put our clothes back on, we heard a loud scream for help coming from the red room. It wasn't uncommon to hear screams from that room, but this one was different, and I took off running with Conor right beside me. Within a few steps from the Red Room door, I heard a loud pop, and more screaming. When I made it in the room, I saw Eve welding her whip, and Tom tied to the post, with bright red welts on his back. I had heard of safe words before, but was sure "Stop you sick fucking bitch!" wasn't one. I managed to dodge the back swing of the whip, and grabbed Eve's arm, yelling at Conor to grab the whip. Conor pulled the whip from Eve's grasp, and I wrapped my free arm around her neck. Sam was tied to a railing on the back wall, and yelled at Conor, "Untie me so I can kill that fucking cunt!" Eve was struggling to get away, yelling "He deserves it! They all deserve..." her last word cut off by a hard right punch from Slave. Knocked out cold, I let Eve slide to the floor. Slave bent over and rummaged through her pockets, pulling out a key. Slave said "Good riddance, bitch!" then used the key to unlock a cage from his cock. I grabbed a pair of furry pink handcuffs from a shelf and secured Eve, not knowing how she would react when she came to.
Slave apologized for Eve's behavior, and filled us all in. As it turned out, Slave's real name was Charles, and he was actually the owner of the adult toy business. Charles and Eve had been together for a year, and Charles had taken a subservient role to Eve. Charles said that Eve had always been dominating, but had become extremely jealous and mean recently. Charles had threatened to leave Eve, who then caged his cock, only letting him remove it to clean himself. Thankfully Tom's wounds were not severe since the whip was more of a prop than the real thing. Tom had decided not to press charges, but once Eve came around, still antagonistic, I called in an officer and filed a police report to protect Jim and The House. As Eve was being escorted out by the officer, she called him "A fucking boy whore!" and then kicked him in the balls... which, of course, got her arrested. Charles ended up spending the night with Tom and Sam, who just couldn't resist pleasing a cock that had been caged for so long. Conor and I had finally retreated to his room, exhausted.
Conor's heavy breathing told me that he was fast asleep. I was tired, but thinking of all that had happened in my short time at The House. Conor had told me that he wanted to help fulfill my fantasies, but he had already done that and more. What about Conor? Could someone living in this place still have any fantasies left to fulfill? If so, my only fantasy would be to help fulfil his. I leaned into my sleeping lover, letting my cock rest between his ass cheeks again, then drifted off to sleep with a single image in my mind... a red door.