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Man in the Mirror Chapter 13 by John Josept
It was ten minutes past noon when Royce and I pulled up in front of The Ivy Restaurant to meet with Jim Norton, my friend and my lawyer. We were here to discuss the immigration situation and the possibility of expanding my business to include Royce as my business partner.
We got out of the car, I gave the keys to the Valet, and walked into the restaurant where we were greeted by the Maitre'D.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Timpson, nice to see you again. Hope you are doing well today", the headwaiter said.
"Yes all is well Jonathan; I would like you to meet my partner, Royce Stewart."
"So nice to meet you Mr. Stewart. Mr. Norton has already arrived and is at table 41, waiting for you, right this way please."
Jonathan was a short handsome man, about 50 years old. He was impeccably groomed and well dressed. His gray hair was combed high and to the back. Not a strand was out of place. I couldn't help but notice that, even in his tux, he was nicely put together for a man his age. I kept starring at his firm ass, as he walked ahead of us. I looked over at Royce and he was staring in the same direction. Royce looked at me, smiled and gave me that 'is he or isn't he' look. Not knowing for sure, I just shrugged my shoulders and smiled.
As we approached our table, Royce and I were knocked out of our distraction.
Jim Norton got up, shook my hand and pulled me into him and gave me a hug and discreetly kissed me on the cheek.
Jim was a large bearish type of man, with a full but neatly trimmed beard. His hair was jet black but the black hairs in his beard were starting to show some gray. His husky frame was hidden by his tailor made suit that fit him perfectly. Too many men his size look uncomfortable in business attire, but not Jim.
Jim and I met when we were in college. He was in pre-law and I was still not sure what I wanted.
We met at the local gay pub just off the campus one evening. He bought me a drink, then I bought him one, then he bought me another, and I bought him another, and so on and so on. We were pretty wasted that night.
The next morning, I woke up on the floor of his dorm room with nothing on but a T-Shirt, his T-Shirt, I might add. He was lying naked in his bed with the covers on the floor next to me. I just sat there looking at Jim, trying desperately to keep the room from spinning. My head was pounding like 1000 drums all playing different tunes at the same time.
Jim woke up and sat on the edge of his bed, obviously in the same condition. Even back then, he was a fairly large man. I still remember his large half-hard dick dangling over the side of the bed as he sat there. I wondered to myself if he had stuck it in any orifice of mine. My ass didn't hurt so I knew he didn't fuck me.
I could see he was suffering as much as I was, though. We looked at each other and started to laugh, although laughing just made our pain worse. Neither one of us could remember the events of the night before. To this day, we do not know if we had sex that night. I guess it didn't make any difference because from that time on, he and I went everywhere together. Funny, we never did anything remotely sexual after that first night. We just became close and best friends, even to this day.
"Gentlemen, I hope you enjoy your lunch. I will have a bottle of champagne brought to your table, compliments of The Ivy." Jonathan said, who then turned and left. All three of us watched as the headwaiter walked away. We looked at each other and laughed.
"Jim, you were always the letch," I said with a smile.
"Well I see you are still the same too. And judging by the young man sitting next to you, I see you still have the eye of the hottest stud in the room," Jim said, "Hi, I'm Jim Norton, you must be Royce Stewart."
"Sorry, Jim, yeah this is my man," I said, as I sat down next to Royce and rested my hand on his thigh.
"So nice to meet you Jim. Eric has told me a lot about you," Royce said extending his hand to Jim.
"Well, Royce, Eric has told me nothing about you. All I know is what Janice told me on the phone. You're from Great Britain, and that about a week ago you and Eric met and the next day you moved in. Pardon my bluntness, but isn't that a bit quick, even by gay standards?"
Royce and I were taken aback by Jim's outspokenness. I figured he might be skeptical but nothing like this.
"Yes, it is quite fast, but when I first saw Eric, I knew it was right. I knew there is something different about him, something wonderful." Royce said as he looked lovingly into my eyes with his pools of blue light.
"We both felt the same thing, Jim, I assure you this is no schoolboy crush. This is the real thing," I added.
"It can't be the real thing guys," Jim said to both Royce and my amazement. "You two are acting like a couple immature kids. Eric, pay this guy a couple thousand bucks and send him on his way. He's obviously after your money."
My face grew red, the anger started to build up inside me. I looked over at Royce, his eyes were welling up with tears. "What the hell has gotten into Jim", I said to myself.
"Jim, you're way out of line here," I said trying to control my temper.
"Oh Bullshit, anyone can see this is not right," Jim said.
"Fuck you, Jim, come on Royce lets get the hell out of here." My rage was about to reach the boiling point as I stood up to leave, when Royce grabbed my arm and stopped me.
"Eric," Royce said, his emotions were now completely under control, "please, sit back down. We must convince Jim that this is for real and not just a fling. Our future depends on it." Realizing Royce was right, I reluctantly sat back down.
"Jim," Royce said, turning his attention to the person I thought was my best friend, "I assure you, I am not after Eric's money. The fact is I am probably twice as wealthy as he,,,,"
"Twice as rich?" I interrupted. Royce looked at me and smiled a half smile then turned his attention back to Jim.
"....so money is not a factor." Royce continued without losing stride. "What we want is to expand on Eric's business to include an interior design branch that I would be able to run. I was about to re-open the family interior design business in London right before I was called away here to Los Angeles. It is a well known company with a very well known name.
"It was started by my parents who died tragically in an auto accident when I was a child. My aunt, who raised me, took over the business and ran it, quite successfully I might add, up until a few years ago. I was going to take over when I returned to London, but fate intervened when Eric and I met. Now the best solution for both companies, as well as Eric and I, would be to open here in Los Angeles. I think my family name will benefit the name of Eric Timpson."
"Wouldn't it be less of a risk to open this kind of business in your own country where you would be well known?" Jim said rather sarcastically.
"The reality is Jim, the name alone of my company will bring in more business than we will be able to handle. The country where it opens does not matter. The plane truth is I love Eric and I will do what ever it takes to stay here with him, no matter what the cost.
"What is the name of this so-called company," Jim asked.
"I do not wish to divulge the name until I know for sure you are with us on this. Then and only then will I instruct my solicitor in London to send you all the necessary papers including the name and the history of the company. I can tell you this, the company has the full endorsement of the Royal Family. One of our clients was Princess Diana."
My jaw dropped at what Royce was telling Jim. I was speechless. I didn't know what to say, but for some reason I was feeling a twitch in my loins. This newly discovered side of Royce was getting me sexually aroused.
"Like I said," Royce continued, "I am very wealthy and money is of no matter when I want something this badly. What I do need is a Green Card from your U.S. Immigration service and all the related documents, so I can stay in California as Eric's partner in business and well as in his life.
"Out of respect for Eric, I agreed to come to you for help and advice. You can either assist us with this or I can get in touch with my solicitor in London who will recommend another American lawyer who will help us.
"We both would love to have you as our solicitor and confidant but most of all our friend. As far as you believing what Eric and I have is a real and loving relationship that will last the test of time, well that's up to you and is of no matter to us. Now what will be Jim, we do not have time to waste."
I was floored by Royce's calmness and knowledge of the situation. I had not seen this side of him before. He really was straightforward and showed no sign of being intimidated by Jim. The tone in his voice did not waiver. It was firm and concise and sounded like a real captain of industry. Somehow, I think Jim may have been intimated by Royce! If there was any doubt in my mind about Royce being able to handle the business end of his part of the company that was all gone now. "Now I wonder what the name of the company he owns really is." I said to myself.
"And twice as rich?" I said in my thoughts again, still trying to absorb what Royce said about his financial status. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of a mirror hanging on a far wall and instinctively turned my head toward it just in time to see the Man in the Mirror laughing uncontrollably. I heard him say, "He's twice as rich as you, dickhead" just as he faded away still laughing.
I turned my attention back to Jim and Royce who were now just staring at each other. No one spoke for what seemed like minutes but was, in reality, only a matter of seconds.
I reached under the table, grabbed Royce's hand, and squeezed it tightly. He did the same back to me, but never took his eyes off Jim.
"Well, I must say, I am very impressed by you, sir," Jim said breaking the silence as he extended his hand to Royce. "If there was any doubt in my mind about your sincerity for the business and your love for Eric, that's a gone now. Then I have always had faith in Eric to make the right decisions."
"Then what the hell is this all about, Jim," I said with a bit of an edge to my voice.
"Well, I had to be sure."
"You mean this was all a fucking test?" I said rather impatiently.
"I'm your lawyer and your friend, Eric, this is my job. I had to be positive you two are serious about each other and what you want to do to the business."
I started to calm down realizing Jim intentions were noble, if not a bit unorthodox.
Jim went on to explain that what we want to do is very possible but very expensive. We told him about Chandler and how he must also figure into the plan.
"I did do some preliminary work on this. You two will have to invest over a million dollars or more to get what you want. That's immigration law, not mine. There are many legal issues with Immigration that will have to be overcome, but I am confident it can be done and done rather quickly. I have a friend, Caesar Ignacio, who is the top immigration attorney in the country. I will get him right on this. Royce, you and your friend Chandler will have nothing to worry about, but you need to get this business going and going fast. How soon can your people in London get me the info on your company, Royce."
"I will contact my solicitor first thing tomorrow", Royce said. "I am sure he can have the papers to you in a matter of a couple days or less".
"Good," Jim replied, "well I guess we are on our way then."
The waiter came with the bottle of champagne, popped the cork, and poured us all a glass. We toasted to the success of our new venture. We toasted again before the waiter took our order.
We ate lunch in a daze. We drank and were happy knowing that what we wanted is very near at hand. Royce and I kept looking at each other and beaming.
"Well guys, I have to get my ass out of here. I have to be in court in a couple hours. It's been great meeting you Royce. I think you will make a great asset to Timpson Enterprises to say nothing of the asset you make to Eric Timpson himself. You two are really in love, I can see it in your eyes, both of you. I am so happy you have come into Eric's life. You are just what he needed."
We lifted our glasses and toasted one more time.
"Oh," Jim added, "I will need information on your friend Chandler for Caesar. I will have to make an appointment for you all to meet with him."
"Hmm that may be difficult. Chandler is leaving for the UK on Sunday," Royce said.
"Well get him to cancel that or at least postpone it until you meet with Caesar. I tell you what, have Chandler call me at my office and I will arrange things so he won't have to go back just yet, ok?"
"Ok, sure, I know Chandler will be blown away by this," I said to Royce.
"Yes, I can't wait to tell him."
"Well I have to run, and don't forget to get me your information on the mysterious company of yours Royce, I will need that right away," Jim said as he got up from his chair.
I stood up and gave him a big bear hug.
"Thanks Jimmy, you came through for me again. I love you man."
"I love you too Eric, and I think Royce is a great guy. We will get this all taken care of, so don't worry."
"Royce," Jim said as Royce stood up to say goodbye, "great meeting with you, and great sparing with you too. You would make a great lawyer."
We laughed as Jim gave Royce a big hug and whispered something in his ear. I didn't hear what it was but I will ask Royce later.
We left The Ivy with big smiles on our faces. We got into the Benz and drove off to the office. I wanted to look over the 14th floor to see where the expansion will be. There are several vacant offices on that floor that could be remodeled for our purposes.
"You were magnificent Royce," I said as we drove toward the Timpson Building, "most men shiver in Jim's presence, especially when he puts on his lawyer persona."
"Believe me, I was quaking in my shoes, but I knew I had to keep a clear head, I guess I surprised myself."
"You had me so damn turned on too. I got a hard on listening to you speak." I said laughing. "I had these visions of you fucking me right there on the table in front of Jim and everyone else in the restaurant. I wanted to yell out loud, 'This is my fucking lover! Isn't he fantastic?' "
We both laughed hard to the point tears were coming to our eyes. We were happy. We knew now that all would be ok and no one, not even the U.S. Immigration service would be able to separate us. I wondered what the Man in the Mirror was going to say about all this.
We got to the Timpson Building where I handed my car keys to Jorge the head valet and rushed through the lobby, then up the elevator to the 14th floor.
My intentions were to check out the vacant office space, but I had another plan to accomplish first. I wanted Royce's dick up my ass and I wanted it now.
I grabbed Royce's hand as we left the elevator. Lydia at the reception desk muttered something to us as we passed her, but I didn't hear. We headed right for my office, but were stopped by Janice. I quickly filled her in on what had happened at the restaurant, then told her I had something important to discuss with Royce and that we were to not be disturbed. By the smile on her face, I figured she knew what I meant.
I practically pushed Royce into my office, shut the door behind me, and locked it.
"What was that all about," Royce said.
I didn't say anything to him; I just grabbed him in my arms and kissed him hard with all the fire that had built up inside me. We kissed a long time and as our tongues wrestled inside our mouths, I could feel his manhood grow inside his pants.
While our lips were still locked together, I unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants, and let them fall to the floor. Royce had gotten in the habit of going commando style like me, so his hard nine-inch dick sprang up as soon as it was released. He stepped out of his pants and I pushed him backwards towards the settee at the end of the room. I sat him down on the couch, his dick was pointing straight up, and his breathing was shallow and heavy. I leaned down, unbuttoned and spread open his shirt. His muscled chest was heaving up and down. I rubbed my hands over his hard pecs and kissed his lips, thrusting my tongue inside his mouth. I broke away and stood up, took off my shirt and let my pants fall to the floor. I was standing naked in front of my lover. My hard cock was dripping precum. Neither one of us said a word.
I got on my knees in front of him and spread his legs. His cock was hard and still hidden in his foreskin. I bent down, fondled his balls in my hand, and devoured his manhood in my mouth. Once again, the tip of his foreskin tickled the back of my throat. Royce quietly moaned with pleasure. I ran my hands up his eight-pack abs and to his firm chest. I pinched his hard nipples as I pumped his cock with my mouth.
"Fuck," Royce whispered, trying to keep as quiet as possible knowing the walls in the office were paper thin.
I moved my mouth up and down on his throbbing cock. I wanted him hard as possible. I wanted him to fuck me. I wanted to sit on his cock. I knew the harder he gets the more precum leaks from his cockhead and the easier it would be for his manhood to slide into my ass.
I released his cock from my mouth. His dick was slick and heavy from my salvia. It was hard, as hard as I knew it could possible get. His precum was pouring out of the top of his foreskin, almost in a steady stream.
Without saying a word, I stood up and slid Royce's body where, while still in a semi-sitting position, his dick was pointing straight up. I straddled his torso and lined up his huge rock hard cock with my rosebud. I reached behind me, grabbed his precum slick dick, and pulled back his foreskin where a huge amount of precum covered his enormous cockhead. Then I let his juices lubricate the entrance to my ass. Then slowly I pushed down on his hard on. I felt my sphincter muscle open for him as his dick slipped inside my eager hole. I let it slowly go all the way inside me until I was sitting on his hips. I stopped and took a deep breath while I got used to that big monster of his inside me. This is the time were I can feel his cock throb, where I can feel every vein and ridge. I love it. I live for it.
Royce looked up at me, his deep blue eyes were glazed over in ecstasy. He smiled, and said softly, "I love you Eric."
I leaned down and with my mouth open, I devoured his tongue while slowly moving my ass up and down his cock. I pushed back releasing his tongue while continuing to pump his dick inside my hole. I spread his shirt open and ran my hands over his hard cut chest. Royce started to thrust his hips in cadence with my up and down motion. He grabbed my hard cock and started to beat it slowly in the same rhythm as our fucking. The silky black hair on top of his head was wet from the sweat of his passion. I ran my hands through it and held them at the back of his head, then kissed his lips.
The motion of our fucking and his beating my cock started to speed up. We were both close to cumming and we knew it. We didn't want it to stop. Faster and faster, we pumped until we could not control the impending orgasms.
"Oh fuck babe, I'm going to cum," I whispered just as the first wave of cum shot from my cock and hit Royce on the chin.
Royce's breathing became more and more shallow. I knew he was about to cum. He bit his lip as I felt his juices start to stream into my ass. His breathing was telling me his orgasm was intense but he kept in control and refrained from screaming.
"Oh fuck Eric," He whispered, his voice shaking from his sexual pleasure.
Two or three more waves of cum shot from my dick in between our bodies. I don't know how long Royce shot into my ass. All I know is after I stopped cumming, Royce was still pumping. Even as he let go of my dick and was licking my cum from his hand, he was still thrusting his dick inside me.
Royce slowly stopped, but left his hard cock in my ass. I love it when he does that. Royce can stay hard for a long time after he climaxes and he let's it sit in my ass until to goes soft and it falls out naturally.
I looked down at him then gently kissed his lips. He smiled at me and I rested my forehead against his until we both began to breathe normal. Royce's softened dick fell from my ass as I stood up.
I reached out my hand, Royce grabbed onto it, and I pulled him to his feet and held him in my arms. We kissed again. The cum that was on his body started to slide down his chest.
"We better clean you up," I said.
"Yes it would be rather embarrassing to walk out there with this all over my chest," he laughed. I went to the small bathroom in my office and got a towel and wiped the cum from Royce's chest.
"There all cleaned up," I said as I put my arms around Royce again.
"It's all going to happen now isn't Royce. We will be together. Nothing can stop us."
"It looks that way Eric. I was bit skeptical for a while."
"No, I never lost faith. I knew somehow we would be ok."
We held on to each other for a bit longer, knowing we had things to do just didn't matter at this time.
"We better dress up. It's nearly 4PM and I would like to look over the vacant offices on this floor then go up and have dinner with Flip. We can't forget the call from your aunt."
"I wonder how Flip did on his final today. We should get up there soon," Royce said, as he picked up his pants from the floor and put them on, then buttoned his shirt.
"Yeah, but let's check the offices first," I said, as I got dressed.
I grabbed Royce, took him in my arms, and kissed him again. "Say, what is the name of your company anyway?" I asked.
"Well I guess I can tell you, we are partners now," Royce said with a smile ---- "Stewart-Mountbatten Interiors, LTD"
"Stewart-Mountbatten, Interiors, LTD?" I repeated. "I have heard of that firm, very prestigious. I know that name, too."
"Yes, it's my family name. Stewart was my fathers surname and Mountbatten was my mother's."
"But isn't that part of the Royal family? I mean the Mountbatten part."
"Yes, I am afraid so."
"You mean you are some kind of prince or something? Was I just fucked by a prince?" I said half-joking and half-serious.
"Well not quite a prince, but if you want to get down to particulars," Royce said pulling me in close to his body, as if I was going to run away, "you were just fucked by Lord Royce Stewart-Mountbatten, Duke of Buckinghamshire."
"Holy Shit." I said as I looked over at the mirror on the wall. The Man in the Mirror was standing there in all his naked splendor. His mouth wide open, but speechless. His dick sprang to attention "Holy Shit is right!" he said.
Flip left class confident that he aced his final. After all, he studied enough. Even with the diversion to Catalina Island and meeting Ace, he still had confidence that he knew everything he needed to know to pass the test with flying colors.
He looked at his watch; it was 1:30PM. He figured Royce and Eric were still having lunch with the lawyer about expanding the business. Flip thought this was cool. He had hoped all would go well with the lawyer. Besides the relief of the anguish that Eric and Royce go through, he also knew that he would be offered a great job after he completed his studies. That is if he was good enough, so it was important he passed his classes with A's.
As Flip walked towards his bike parked in the school parking lot, he noticed a tall figure of a man standing next to his black Suzuki. By the silhouette, he knew who it was, even from the long distance away. Flip approached faster.
"Ace!" Flip exclaimed, "what a great surprise." Flip really did like Ace a lot and was truly happy to see him. Visions of their day in Catalina ran trough his head and through his loins.
"Hi kid," the tall aviator said as he looked down at Flip, "I was just in the neighborhood and I thought I would stop on by." Ace hesitated, "Hell I wasn't in the neighborhood. I just wanted to see you again. I can't seem to get you out of my mind."
"Well, I am glad you did stop by. I think of you a lot too."
There was a short awkward pause. Then Flip spoke. "Well, what are your plans for today, anything special going on?"
"No, I was just hoping I could spend the rest of the day with you."
"Well, I was heading back to my apartment. I have to study for another exam tomorrow and Royce and Eric are coming by, too. Maybe we could all do something together."
"Oh them, do they always come on by?" Ace said with a decided change in tone and attitude.
"Pretty much so, but then you know the rules Ace."
"Yeah I guess so."
"Well, you can follow me to my place if you want."
"Sure, why the hell not." Ace said rather impatiently.
"Ok good, where's your car?"
"Over there, I will get it and meet you here."
"Ok"
Flip noticed there was something strange in the tone of Ace's voice. He was not sure what it was, but he wasn't sure he liked it.
By the time, Flip got on his bike and started it, Ace was there with his car. Flip drove out of the parking lot with Ace following close behind.
In no time, they were at the parking garage of the Timpson Building. Flip parked his bike in his designated spot and Ace gave his keys to the parking valet.
"You live here?" Ace asked.
"Yeah, the apartment belongs to Eric. He is letting me stay here while I go to school."
"How convenient." Ace replied.
"What's that supposed to mean," Flip said, getting rather fed up with Ace's manner.
"Nothing I guess," Ace said as they got into the private elevator to the 15th floor.
As the elevator doors opened to the large apartment, Ace exclaimed, "Damn look at this place, it's a fucking palace."
"Oh its home I supposed," Flip chided trying to make light of the situation and trying to change Ace's mood.
Ace smiled for the first time, grabbed Flip in his arms, and kissed him passionately.
"I been waiting all day to do that." he said. Then he drew Flip closer to him and kissed him again but this time with his mouth open plunging his tongue deep into Flip's mouth.
Flip became instantly aroused and grabbed onto Ace's hard body and held on for dear life. Judging from their earlier sexual encounters, he figured he was in for one hell of a ride.
Ace frantically picked Flip up in his muscular arms, "Where's the bedroom, I want to fuck your brains out."
Without another word, Ace walked toward where he thought Flips room was but in fact, it was Eric and Royce's room.
"No my room is the other way, this is Eric's room."
"Then I am going to fuck you in Eric's room," Ace demanded.
"But....," Flip tried to protest, but Ace just threw him on the big bed and started to rip at his clothes. Buttons and pieces for cloth went flying across the room as Ace tore at Flip's pants and shirt.
Flip tried to protest at the rough treatment but Ace just plunged his tongue down Flip's throat. He could hardly breathe, he began gasping for air when Ace let go of his tongue and stood up. Flip was half-naked now; his dick was hard and throbbing. Ace looked down at the handsome young man with his long black hair.
"You are so fucking hot, Flip," Ace said, saliva dripping down his chin as Ace quickly got out of his clothes. He loomed over Flip with his six foot four inch frame. His hairy muscular chest and stomach were heaving with passion. His fat dick was hard and dripping precum. He wanted to fuck Flip, he wanted to fuck Flip really bad. Ace ripped at the rest of Flips clothes until they were in tatters on the floor and Flip lay there naked at Ace's mercy.
Flip didn't know if he should continue to allow this type of treatment or just give in. Then he figured, if things did get out of hand, he is a Tae Kwon Do Black Belt and he knew he could immobilize anyone, including the likes of Ace. He did it to five people a few days ago; he could do it to one big horny gorilla with no problem.
Flip decided to just enjoy the fun, something he was soon to regret. Ace looked down on Flip lying naked on the bed. Slowly Ace lay on top of Flip, scooping him up in his arms and kissing him. Their kisses grew more intense and more passionate. Flips dick was poking Ace, leaving precum tracks along his stomach.
Ace released Flip from his grasp, got on all fours over Flip, dragged his fat cock up and down Flips six-pack stomach, and cut chest. Flip grabbed onto Ace's hips and helped guide it up to his lips. Flip opened as wide as possible so Ace could plunge his cock deep inside his mouth.
"Oh fuck kid, I love that mouth of yours. You really know how to suck my dick. Maybe I will just fuck your face and not your ass," Ace said between breaths. Flip just grunted, his jaw straining at the size of Ace's member.
Ace started to pump his dick in and out of Flip's mouth. He would pull it nearly all the way out then push it deep to the back of Flip's throat nearly causing him to choke. Over and over, Ace fucked Flips mouth going faster and faster. Flip tried to slow Ace's speed by pushing back on his hips with his hands but Ace was pumping too hard and furious. Ace's thrusts picked up speed. Flip started to choke and gag, but he could not stop Ace's onslaught, and Ace didn't seem to care.
"Fuck I am going to cum," Ace yelled, as the first shot of cum hit the back of Flip's throat like a dart. Flip choked and Ace's cum shot from his mouth. Ace didn't care and just continued to fuck Flip's mouth oblivious to Flip choking. Flip grabbed hold of Ace's hips again and this time he managed to slow him down. Flip swallowed as much of Ace's spunk as he could.
Ace started to slow down his thrusts but he still was cumming into Flips mouth. Flip stopped trying to swallow and let the cum fall from his mouth. He loved the taste of cum but this time it was not a pleasant experience. Flip felt used and taken advantage of, not a pleasant feeling at all. Flip's erection has long since gone down.
Ace was completely unaware to Flip's feelings and what's more, he didn't seem to want to know. He was getting his rocks off and didn't give a damn about anyone else. Flip pushed Ace's cock from his mouth, rolled over, and sat up on the side of the bed. Cum was still pouring from Ace's dick.
"Hey, kid, what gives, I wasn't finished cumming in your mouth, goddamn it" Ace said pissed off.
"Yes you were," Flip said angrily, as he was wiping the cum from his face with the remains of his shirt.
"What gives with you, shithead."
"You practically choked me, Ace."
"Oh what's the matter, can't the kid take what the big guy gives out? Better get used to it," Ace said laughing.
Flip couldn't understand why Ace was treating him so mean and so thoughtlessly.
"I just don't like the way you are treating me."
"Oh poor thing. What, I suppose Eric treats you better when you suck his dick. He treats you like a boy, I treat you like a man."
"He treats me like I am someone special, not a piece of meat." Flip said, starting to show more anger.
"That reminds me, while we are on the subject, you ain't going to have sex with Eric or that damn English bastard again. You are with me now and you ain't going to suck anyone's dick but mine."
"Who the hell said I am with you or anyone else for that matter. I will never stop being with Eric and Royce. You knew that from the beginning."
"Well things have changed. I don't want you to see them anymore," the fury was building up inside Ace and starting to show through.
"Go to hell Ace. Its time for you to leave."
Ace, losing control of his temper, grabbed Flip by the throat, held him down on the bed and squeezed tightly cutting off Flip's air supply, "I will tell you when its time for me to leave," Ace said, with fire and rage in his eyes.
Flip couldn't breath. He tried to tell Ace he was hurting him and he was in pain but he was unable to speak. His mind started to flash back to another similar time and similar situation as Ace's grip grew tighter and tighter round his neck. Flip began to panic, he needed to breathe, and he was getting dizzy.
Realizing Ace's groin was right in the path of his knee, Flip thrust upward with all his might into Ace's bare scrotum. Ace flipped over yelling in pain trying to catch his breath. Flip gasping for air, quickly gained back his strength, stood up, grabbed hold of Ace by his dick and balls and dragged him unceremoniously to the floor, then took one foot and stepped on Ace's throat, hard. The pressure of Flip's foot on his neck along with the pain of having his balls kicked in and dragged, completely immobilized Ace.
Flip stood in this position staring down at Ace while still trying to catch his breath. His neck was still in hurting. Flips foot started to press harder on Ace's windpipe.
Ace was obviously stunned by Flip overpowering him has he did and didn't know how to react. Unable to breathe, Ace was starting to loose consciousness.
"Get your clothes on and get the fuck out of my house," Flip said, staring deep into Ace's eyes. His dark eyes filled with rage.
"I could have loved you Ace, but nobody ever does to me what you just did and gets away with it again, NOBODY!" Flip yelled as he released his foot from Ace's throat. Ace gasped hard for breath.
"Now get the fuck out of here before I call security and have you thrown out on your ass."
Ace lay there catching his breath and thinking to himself, "Why did I do what I just did? Why did I attack him? I really like this guy. Why did I say what I did? I fucking blew it all because I was jealous of Eric again. Shit!"
"Flip, look, I am sorry," Ace said, grabbing hold of his neck, his voice weak and strained. Whatever Flip did to his throat was now bleeding inside. Ace could taste the blood.
"Get out Ace and don't come back," Flip said calmly trying to hold back tears.
Ace went to stand up, when a sharp pain ripped through his groin and he fell to the floor again. He took a deep breath and stood up, still in pain. He grabbed his clothes and slowly put them on.
"Flip, I am sorry, please let's talk, I really........."
"Get THE FUCK OUT ACE, you broke the cardinal rule in my book. You attacked me. We're through there's no second chance, now GO."
"Ok Flip," Ace said meekly then turned and slowly limped out of the bedroom in obvious pain.
Still naked, Flip followed him to the elevator to make sure he got out quickly. Flip was still dizzy and felt very weak.
"Flip, please......"
"Go!"
Ace pressed the button for the elevator, the doors opened, and he hobbled inside. He didn't turn around but kept his back to the doors as they closed. He didn't want Flip to see his tears.
Flip lunged to the key pad and pressed the code to lock the doors. Then pressed his head against the elevator door, then broke down and started to cry hysterically.
"Why Ace, why!!" he screamed out loud. "Why did you have to do the thing my father did to me, WHY!!"
"You never cease to amaze me Royce," I said as we held each other in our arms. Royce's grip grew tighter around my waist.
"It doesn't make a difference to you does it? I mean this silly royalty crap. It doesn't mean much."
"Why would it make a difference," I asked, "I just don't know why you didn't tell me sooner."
"Oh yes, that would be a great way to introduce myself, 'Hi, I'm Royce Stewart Mountbatten. I am from British Royalty, would you like to fuck?' would you have believed that story?" Royce said sarcastically.
"Well, I guess, you have a point there dear," I said laughing. Royce smiled a half smile.
"This won't make a difference between us, will it Eric? I mean you won't leave me will you." Royce said holding me even tighter than before and resting his head on my shoulder.
"Hey, silly, if you could put up with my insecurities, I guess I could put up with you being some kind of Lord or whatever you are," I laughed.
Royce lifted his head from my shoulder and looked into my eyes, a big smile came over his face. "I do love you Eric."
"I know," I said, then kissed him with all the love I could put in one kiss.
After we held each other for a short while, I said smiling, "Well, your majesty, we have a few things we have to do, so you better get your royal ass in gear."
"Fuck you, Commoner," Royce said laughing out loud.
We kissed once more and made sure we were put together properly and left my office.
As we opened the door, Janice came from her office.
"Well, did you two have a nice discussion?" she said with a sly, all knowing smile.
"As a matter of fact, it was a jolly good discussion," Royce said with a gleam in his eye that didn't go unnoticed by Janice or me.
We all had a good laugh, but decided we had better get down to business. We still needed to check out the office space for expansion and get up to the 15th floor to have dinner with Flip and be back at the condo by 9:30 to get Aunt Amelia's call.
Janice got her keys and we walked to the far end of the 14th floor and looked at the area with the undeveloped office space.
Royce looking over the area, decided that there would be enough space for an office for him big enough to hold a large supply of samples, an office for Chandler, along with office space for various other needs.
"We will need an offsite area for more storage, but I don't think that should be much of a problem," Royce said.
"Well, good," I replied, "Janice get a contractor out here tomorrow, we will need to get this done rather quickly."
"Ok, boss, or should I say Bosses," Janice came up to me and gave me a kiss on the cheek, then did the same to Royce, "this is all so exciting."
"And Janice, get hold of the person to did the company name in the reception area. That will have to be changed too."
"What should I tell him the name will be?" she asked.
"Well, maybe for now we should just draw a line under 'Eric Timpson, Landscape Design' and put Stewart-Mountbatten, Interiors, LTD' until we can come up with something different," Royce suggested.
"Stewart-Mountbatten, Interior? You're that Stewart?" Janice exclaimed.
"Yes, I am afraid so."
"Damn, we are British Royalty," Janice said sounding like she was praying in church.
Royce and I laughed.
"Well it's just a name, Janice, believe me, it doesn't mean much."
"The hell it won't. When this gets out, the Fortune 500 will be pounding at our door, all trying to get their home's decorated by one of the most prestigious names in Great Britain, just you watch." Janice said, trying to predict the future and having an uncanny knowledge of Royce's company.
"Well that remains to be seen," I said, trying not to jinx the future. "We have to get upstairs to have dinner with Flip," I said looking at my watch. "We will be in tomorrow bright and early. We need to make several phone calls across the pond to get this ball rolling and to get things ready for Thursday's onsite meeting with the Kroger's.
"We also need to call Chandler, but I guess I could do that upstairs with Flip," Royce added.
"Well ok, lets get going, there is lots to do," I said as we all turned and left the area that was soon to be remodeled.
Janice bid us goodnight and Royce and I headed for the elevator to the 15th Floor.
As the elevator doors closed behind us, Royce said, "Do you think Flip will be as excited as we?"
"Well he should be, he is assured a job when he graduates," I replied, "and besides, he's always worried about us. This should make him feel better."
"Yes, I think you are right and he will work well into the company."
We were happy, but we were not prepared for what we were about to see as we got to the 15th floor.
As the elevator doors opened, the whole apartment smelled of Chinese food. Obviously, Flip was warming up our leftover dinner.
We walked into the kitchen and Flip was stand there and looked at us with a forced smile on his face. He was completely naked with the exception of a scarf wrapped around his neck.
"Well aren't you a sexy site," I said, "and how domestic, cooking for us again."
"Well I am just warming up some food, no skill in that," Flip said softly.
"Flip what's wrong," Royce said, noticing something wasn't right with him. "Why the scarf?"
"Yeah, why the scarf," I added, as we went up to Flip and put our arms around him. His body started to shake.
"Flip what's wrong?" Royce asked again, "What's wrong with your neck, why the scarf?" Royce grabbed the scarf and untied it.
"OH BLOODY CHRIST, what happened Flip, who did this to you," Royce exclaimed as we saw the horrific, black, blue, yellow, green and red bruises all around Flip's neck.
"WHO DID THIS TO YOU," I yelled.
"Well, Ace came over and .. "
"ACE, ACE DID THIS!!?" My rage was uncontrollable, "I WILL KILL THE SON OF A BITCH. I WILL KILL THE BASTARD. I WARNED HIM, IF HE EVER HURT YOU IN ANYWAY I WOULD COME AFTER HIM." My anger still out of control, I felt I had to break something. I picked up a dish that was sitting on the counter and threw it against the far cabinet, sending chips of ceramic flying across the room.
"Eric, control yourself, please. We don't need hysterics," Royce said trying to calm me down.
"I will have the asshole arrested!! I will have his balls cut off." I screamed.
"No Eric, please," Flip said, "besides I took care of him. He will have a difficult time walking for a while. These bruises on me will go away soon. He has to live with himself for what he did. He knows he screwed up."
I grabbed Flip in my arms trying not to hurt him anymore than what he already was. "I am so sorry Flip. I said no one would ever hurt you again and I let you down. I am sorry, son," I said trying to hold back the tears. I slowly was able to get my temper under control.
"It's not your fault Eric, I should have been more careful. I should have been more aware of how he was. I guess I knew but didn't want to believe it. He won't be bothering us anymore."
Royce came up to the Flip and I, and put his arms around us both.
"Come on Flip, lets go to the bedroom so you can relax, we will eat later," Royce said. He grabbed us by the hand and lead us to the master suite.
He laid Flips naked body down on the bed. The extent of the bruises on his neck was more evident. Royce lay next to him, and stroked his forehead. I lay on the other side and gently ran my fingers up and down his chest and stomach. His cock started to grow.
"Hmm you guys always know how to make me feel good."
"That's because we love you, Flip," Royce said, as he tenderly kissed his lips. Flip opened his mouth and Royce ran his tongue inside, but slowly and with love, not wanting to hurt Flip in anyway.
"Take off your clothes; I want to look at you guys." Flip said.
Royce and I got up off the large bed, removed our clothes, and stood there naked with our dicks sticking out in front of us, hard and dripping precum. Flip stared at us and smiled.
"Kiss each other like you did the first time we were together," Flip said.
I grabbed Royce in my arms and kissed him, letting our tongues explore the insides of our mouths as we usually do. We each grabbed on to our hard cocks and started to stroke. The memory of that first night with Flip started to come back to us and excited us even more.
"If I recall," I said, "the next thing we did was.., well let's show you," I said to Flip while winking at Royce.
Royce got the message and we each lay on one side of Flip. Royce on the left and I laid down on the right side.
I started to kiss Flip, sucking on his tongue ever so gently. Royce buried his tongue deep on Flips left ear. This caused Flip to jump with excitement.
Royce and I stopped thinking we were hurting our young protégé.
"You ok, son?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, I am fine, please don't stop."
The look on Flip's face told us he was telling the truth and he was enjoying the beginning for our sexual trip down memory lane.
I went back to kissing him, circling my tongue inside his mouth, around his teeth, and his tongue.
Royce on the other hand, moved from his ear and went directly to his left nipple, avoiding any bruises in its path. Flip jumped again and moaned with pleasure. I moved from his mouth and took my place on his right nipple. Flip moaned even louder this time.
I reached down and grabbed his hard cock, wet with his precum. Royce's hand slid down to his scrotum and gently caressed his balls.
Royce and I looked at each other then licked our way from Flip's nipples, down his six-pack abs, each of us circling his naval. Royce was the first to reach Flips pubes and started to lap up the precum that was depositing there. I quickly joined him. We both ran our tongues up Flips dripping shaft, fighting our way to see who gets to devour his cock first. Royce won and swallowed it in one gulp. I went for his balls and immediately sucked on both of them. Flip yelled out, not in pain but in ecstasy.
"Oh Fuckin A," he exclaimed as his usual string of profanities started. "You fuckin guys know how to treat me so goddamn good."
Royce and I said nothing but continued our lovemaking on Flip. I let go of Flips nuts just as Royce was on the up swing of his pumping on Flip's dick and I ran my tongue up the shaft. Royce released Flip's dick from his mouth and ran his tongue down his shaft just as I was doing. Our tongues met at the base of his dick and we intertwined our tongues then started to kiss with Flip's dick resting in-between our faces.
"Oh fuck, you guys did that the first time we were together and, now you are doing it again. Holy shit, you are so fucking hot." Flip exclaimed, "Fuckin A."
We looked at Flip and smiled, and then I attacked his cock and gulped it down. I started my up and down motion, tasting his precum with every stroke. Royce on the other hand pushed Flip's leg up a bit, just enough so he could get a finger to circle around Flips rosebud. Around and around it went, teasing Flip. Up and down, I pumped on Flips dick while Royce ran his finger closer and closer to Flip's hole.
"Oh Fuckin A, you guys are driving me crazy. Oh shit," Flip screamed, "I am going to cum,".
That was Royce's cue to plunge his finger up Flip's ass, just as the first wave of cum hit the back of my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, but kept a mouthful of cum. I let go of his cock as the second and third wave of cum shot from his pee hole. Royce immediately swallowed Flips dick while his finger was still in Flips ass. Royce, seeing what I did, swallowed a load but kept the rest in his mouth too. He let go of Flip's dick while he was still cumming and removed his finger from his ass, sending another wave of cum shooting from Flip's dick.
"Fuck," Flip yelled as a series of profanity sprang from his mouth. "Shit this is fucking unreal," he screamed. "AHHHHHHHHHHHHH," he yelled once more as another wave shot out. Just as his mouth was open screaming from his orgasm. I put my mouth to his and unloaded a mouthful of cum into his mouth. He eagerly swallowed his own load. Just when Flip thought that was all, Royce did the same thing but this time it ran down the sides of his face. Royce and I cleaned him up with our tongues.
Flip could hardly breath, he was so exhausted, "Oh Fuckin A, you guys are too much. I love you both so much."
Still trying to catch our breaths, I said how much we love him and how sorry we are for what happened to him.
The bruises on his neck were looking really bad and I knew he was in pain.
"As long a you two are in my life, I can take any kind of pain."
The three of us lay on the bed. Royce and my arms were round Flip. He lay there with is eyes closed for a long time. Then a smile came over his face. A big smile.
"I'm hungry," he said, "let eat some Chinese."
Royce and I laughed and knew that Flip would be ok. It was just his external wounds that needed to heal. We got up, walked into the kitchen, and started to re-heat the Chinese food we brought to the apartment.
"While you are heating the food, I had better give Chandler a call and tell him the good news," Royce said.
"Good news, what good news," Flip asked. In all this excitement, we never did tell him about our meeting with the lawyer.
"Well it looks like we can't get rid of Royce," I said, "all we have to do is invest a million dollars or so, and he can stay here!"
"That's great!" Flip said, "at least I think that's great. A million dollars is a lot of money, can you raise that kind of money?"
"Well it looks like, Sir Royce, has that much stashed away in his back pocket," I said sarcastically.
"Huh?"
"I will explain it all after Royce makes his call and we sit down for dinner. Its all good news, Flip. It couldn't be any better. I guess it pays to have a good Lawyer."
"And a lot of money," Royce added with a smile as he picked up the phone and dialed Chandler and Tony's number.
As the phone was ringing, Royce said to me, "Eric, why don't you pick up on the extension."
"Ok," I replied. "You are ok with finishing warming up the food on your own?" I asked Flip. He replied with an oh sure. I kissed him, patted him on his bare behind, went to the living room and pick up the phone in there.
"Hello," Tony said when he answered the phone.
"Tony, hello, it's me Royce. Eric is on the extension. Where's Chandler." Royce said, unable to control his excitement.
"He's lying down, he's not feeling very well," Tony replied.
"Well get him, I have news for him that will cure all his ills."
"Look, Royce, what's the all about," Tony said, rather annoyed. He then whispered, "To be honest we are in the middle of a major argument, can you call back another time?"
"No, Tony," I interrupted, "this is very important and probably will solve your argument. Please get him right away."
"Ok, I will see if he will come to the phone."
Tony put the phone down and I could hear some yelling in the background.
"Damn, sounds very serious," I said to Royce.
"Chandler said they argue all the time right before he has to leave."
"Eric, Royce, look, he won't come to the phone, what's this all about."
"Bollix, you tell that son-of-a bitch to get on the phone now or I will kick his arse," Royce yelled, "he will want to hear this and I do not intend to explain it twice!"
Tony put the phone down again and more yelling in the background.
"Royce, what the hell is this all about," Chandler screamed into the phone.
"Well calm down my love, cause I have the best news ever," Royce said.
"Oh, what's that, you solved all our problems and I don't have to go back on Sunday, right?" Chandler said, with extreme sarcasm, not knowing just how right on he really was.
"Well, yeah, that's about it," Royce said.
There was silence for a brief moment.
"What the hell are you talking about," Chandler said.
Royce and I could not help but laugh, as we heard Chandler yell for Tony to pickup the extension.
"What's going on," Tony asked.
Then Royce and I proceeded to tell them of our meeting with the lawyer and the outcome.
"Chandler, you have all these degrees in finance, we want you to run the business end of Stewart-Mountbatten Interiors."
"You guys are not pulling a cruel joke on us are you?" Tony asked.
"No Tony, I assure you all this is all true and is going to happen."
There was more silence on the other end. Then it started to sink in to the men on the other end.
"Chandler, are you there?" Royce asked.
"Yes, I am here," he said, his voice shaky.
"Well, will you?"
"Yes of course I will," Chandler replied calmly.
"Oh damn your British reserve," Tony yelled at Chandler, "did you hear what they said? You can stay, you don't have to go back!! Scream, Shout, Yell, Jump Up, Say something!!"
"I am overwhelmed right now," Chandler said, his shaky voice turned to tears, "is this all true Royce? This nightmare is over. Please tell me the truth."
"Yes Chandler, Eric said if he could find a way for me to stay, he would include you, remember?"
"Yes, I didn't think it would happen, let alone so soon. What do we have to do now? I mean I have my ticket and everything, what do I do?"
"Here right this number down. It's for Jim Norton, Eric's friend and solicitor. You must call him first thing in the morning. He will tell you exactly what has to be done. Ok?"
"Yes, yes, we will call," Tony said, "give me the number. I think Chandler is shaking too much to write anything."
Royce gave Tony the number and Tony repeated it to make sure he got it all down correctly.
"Thank you Eric, Thank you Royce, I don't know how I could repay you." Chandler said.
"Well just make sure you run the business where it makes money, that's all we need." I said.
"Call us tomorrow and we will set up a meeting to get the particulars all down. We have lots to do in the next couple of days. We even have a client who is in need of our services," Royce said.
"We have to go, our dinner is getting cold again. Tony, take care of Chandler, he sounds a wreck," I said.
"Yes I will take care of him real good tonight that's for sure. And guys thank you for everything. We won't let you down."
"Just remember to call Jim Norton, first thing tomorrow morning. He will be waiting for your call," I added.
"Oh we will, thank you again."
"Bye Tony and you take care of yourself Chandler," I said.
"Royce," Chandler said, "I love you very much, thank you for coming to my aid."
"Hell, Chandler, you came to my aid hundreds of times. I wasn't going to let you go through this without doing something about it. Call me tomorrow, and we will talk more of this," Royce said as we all hung up the phones.
"Well that went rather well," I said as I walked back into the kitchen. Royce had tears in his eyes and I put my arms around him and kissed his lips.
"That was sure wild," Flip said, as he put the last of the Chinese food on the dining room table. "I am so happy for you guys, you won't have to be separated now."
"Flip you just make sure you do good on your exams. You know you will be coming to work for us don't you?"
"Yeah, I was hoping you would say that," he smiled.
We sat down at the table and began to eat our Chinese leftovers. For some reason we were all very hungry tonight and ate as if we hadn't eaten in 4 weeks.
It was nearly eight o'clock by the time we cleared off the table and was ready to leave for our condo.
"You sure you will be ok alone, tonite, Flip? You could come and stay with us tonight," I asked.
"Yes, dad, I will be just fine," Flip said with just a bit of sarcasm in his voice. "Besides I have to study tonight and I have lots of thinking to do, too. For some reason when the three of us are together, I don't get much studying or thinking done, if you know what I mean."
"Well that is true," I said with a smile, "Thinking about what," I asked.
"My life and my relationships. Except for you guys, I haven't done very well in picking men, in case you hadn't noticed."
"Well, you have us, you don't need anyone else," I kidded.
"I know, you guys will always be a major part of my life, but I fee there are some things that need to be changed."
"What about that police officer who gave you his number, why don't you contact him?"
"Hmm I don't know if I am ready to go out just yet, we will see. He was pretty hot though," Flip laughed
"Hold on to his number, you may feel different in a day or two," Royce said.
"Maybe after these bruises heal."
"Well, we better get out of here. We have to get back so we don't miss your Aunt's phone call. I am dying to talk to her. What do you think she will say about you taking the company to LA?"
"I don't think she will mind, especially since she is living here now, but we will see later when we talk to her. I also wonder what the big news she has for us. I still think she got married again. I think this would be number seven if she did," Royce laughed.
"She does like her men doesn't she," I kidded.
"Well, I have to take a pee, then we could head on home, your majesty" I said as I headed to the bathroom in the master suite.
"Your majesty?" I heard Flip ask Royce, "what did Eric mean by that?"
I heard Royce, explaining to Flip about his company and his British Title. All Flip said was, "Oh cool". Leave it to Flip to bring the whole matter down to earth.
As I walked up to the toilet in the bathroom, I pulled out my penis and started to pee. As a heavy stream of piss hit the water in the commode, I looked over up at the mirror. The Man in the Mirror was standing there staring at me.
"Well, what do you think?" I said to him in my thoughts.
"I am not sure if this will all work out," he said. "There are so many obstacles to overcome in such a short time. And what about the Royalty thing. Are you going to be able to step aside and let Royce stand in the spotlight? After all, you started this company, you are the head man here. He will just take all the credit for whatever happens from now on. He will...."
"Oh please, don't start this again," I said, as my pee stream subsided. I shook my dick and put it back in my pants. "You fucked me up with all the doubt about Flip and Royce crap. Now you want to screw with my brain about this. Well, just lay off of me, I have too much to do right now."
"I am just looking out for your well being, Eric."
"You're fucking with my head again, Stop!" I said I as I zipped up my pants, flushed the toilet, and walked out of the room.
"You are heading for other fall, Eric," He yelled in my head.
"I'm not listening," I said this time out loud, and headed toward Royce and Flip in the dining room.
To Be Continued