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Earlier outside the apartment building
Sloan
Matherson Sloan sat at the far end of the parking lot, where he could easily see the four-unit building his target lived in. He turned the engine off and got lost in thought. The first thought was to continue pursuing the little twinkie boy. The intimidating man's tongue slicked its way across the slightly chapped lips as a smile came across the brute's face. His second thought was whether or not he wanted to add to his prey. The bearded man he encountered on the stairwell made Sloan's dick quiver in his jeans. He loved the scent that came from the shorter, toned man. Matherson's mind ran wild with visions of what would ultimately be the useless but possibly formidable fight those muscles would give him before being taken down. The third thought was how thrilling and fun it'd be to stalk both men at the same time and make one watch as the other was being dominated and bred. Sloan never caused any real damage to his prey. He also never kept them. He stalked, hunted, fucked, and played with them before leaving them somewhere to be found and returned to their lives or what would pass as their lives. Some of his targets were permanently scarred. The more he thought about the thrill of going after two guys at once, the more excited he got. Before he knew it, he climaxed. Sloan's thick gooey cum coated his leopard-print bikini briefs.
The muscular guy's senses returned to normal, and he recovered just in time to see the bearded guy get in his truck. Matherson's mind was made up. He wanted the boy and would go after the man only if he got in the way. Enabling his car's surveillance camera, Sloan took a picture of the tan truck's license plate just before it left the lot. He drove up to the newly open parking spot, got out of his car, and getting his lock picking set, the man headed up to Winston's apartment. Matherson made quick work of breaking into the home. He closed the door and started scavenging through the rooms. Finally, Sloan got to the younger man's bedroom, and the intruder headed straight for the closet. He opened it up and found the clothing hamper.
The man's eyes sparkled, and he became as giddy as a little boy in a candy store. Excitedly, Sloan rifled through the dirty laundry, looking for souvenirs. He found an adorable pair of rainbow ankle socks and matching briefs. With the three items in hand, he lay face down on the bed, sniffing the fragrant aroma of Winston's slight musky scent. The underwear barely had a male sweat smell, but the socks made up for the boy's lack of manly smells. Matherson humped and smelled his way to a second orgasm. It was only slightly less potent than the first. He pocketed the things and left the apartment otherwise untouched.
His next stop was Jim's home, and he just as effortlessly entered the landscaper's domicile. This time he wasted no time getting to the man's bedroom. He found the clothes hamper, and literally, the man jumped up and down squealing all because as soon as he opened the closet door and lifted the top of the basket, the powerful aroma of the working man's sweat and musk hit him hard enough to knock him back a few steps. Sloan grabbed the used pair of cotton candy socks and a pair of dingy white boxer briefs. As soon as he smelled the aromatic clothing, his dick painfully pressed against his pants, and it cried for release. Matherson lowered his pants and underwear and began jerking off with the underwear and one sock. It took two minutes tops for him to ejaculate. The man stumbled back and fell onto the bed, on his back, breathing heavily. Finally, Sloan recovered and took his trophies. He locked up the apartment and raced to his car. He opened the trunk, pulled out a black gym bag, closed the door, then ran back to the building. Matherson slipped back into Winston's apartment and placed cameras where they wouldn't be noticed. Back in his car, Sloan researched the owner of the tan truck that lived beside his target. The stalker nodded in satisfaction over his decision not to go after the bearded man. He enabled the cameras in Winston's apartment and let out a dark chuckle. "Soon, my pretty little one, you'll be my playtoy." He was about to start the engine when his phone rang.
"Sloan here."
"Mr. Sloan, I've got a new client on the line. He'd like to speak with you about installing a security system."
"Thank you, Alice. Please, put him through."
"Hello! Mr. Sloan, I just purchased a house and need to set up the security."
"I'm your guy. Please, call me Mat. To whom am I speaking?"
"My name is Trevor Baxter."
Present Time
Jim & Trevor
The two men giggled like school boys as they played in the shower after their playtime. Jim and Trevor took turns splashing and tickling each other as they ensured they both got clean. At one point, Trevor's boisterous laughter echoed off the bathroom walls as Jim scrubbed his mate's bare feet with the washcloth. The less muscular man had his turn to squeal and laugh when Trevor's soapy fingers tickled his ass until it was clean. Because of the playful breaks, the hot water ran out just before the two men finished rinsing off. However, it didn't matter to them. They cuddled together and kissed as they pretended to be showering under a majestic waterfall in the mountains. After drying off, the guys stepped into their slippers and headed into the bedroom. Trevor licked his lips as he watched the only one he truly ached to be mated laying face down on the bed, with his chin on the top of his hands and his deliciously smooth bare feet lazily flexing in the air. The sight brought Trevor's manhood to its full length and rock-hard leaking state.
Jim wasn't oblivious to his lover's arousal. He boyishly giggled, knowing how much of a tease he was. The thirty-year-old smiled and looked at his hypnotized mate. "See something ya like, Cowboy?" Jim slowly licked his lips before seductively rubbing his feet together and moaning.
Trevor's hormones raged so much that he breathed heavily as his cock twitched and oozed. The man's mouth salivated as his hands mindlessly caressed his nipples and the back of his neck. Seeing what his teasing was doing to Trevor, Jim's body writhed and wriggled on the bed as he got hotter and more horned up. He started to roll onto his back but was stopped.
"No, don't change positions, little sexy Pup. Just stay put." Trevor gently commanded and smiled when Jim nodded.
"I'm yours, my hot sexy Daddy." Jim adjusted his voice so that it sounded a bit younger and slightly higher pitched. He giggled and gave Trevor his most adorable innocent little boy eyes.
Trevor shook his head and chuckled at the cuteness that was his Jimmy. He walked over to the bed and sat behind his bearded mate. Jim's toes reflexively scrunched, his arches wrinkled then unwrinkled, and his body squirmed because of his excitement and curiosity. The taller brunet's hands rubbed together as he watched the involuntary reaction in amusement. He grasped the anxious man's ankles, holding them stationary.
"Is my baby puppy strong enough to restrict his movements?" Trevor chuckled as he let one of Jim's ankles go. He used his free index finger to lightly draw a heart in the center of the man's curved arch and wrote the initials J. T. in the middle.
Jim's body jerked, his perfectly shaped toes scrunched and splayed as his feet wriggled in the other man's vice-like grip. The thirty-year-old giggled and squealed like a little boy. "Damn, that tickles, Daddy." He managed to squeak out between his laughs.
Trevor chuckled and grabbed the other flailing ankle. "I'm guessing that's a no. I'll have to keep the little puppy tied down when we play games." The bearded man smiled and leaned his head down. Slowly and lightly, Trevor ran his slightly scratchy beard up and down his lover's helpless and vulnerable upturned soles. The result of his actions was instant.
Jim's eyes flew open. Boisterous ear-splitting cackles and screeches flowed from his parted lips as he pounded and scratched at the bed covers with his fists and nails. "Fuck! Daaaddddyyyy." He screeched as his body rolled side to side.
Trevor licked up and down both soles. His warm moist tongue worked its way around the ankles and then moved to the base of Jim's toes and between them. The brunet's lips wrapped around their pads, and he suckled all ten toes. Moans and laughter mixed and blended, treating Trevor's ears to a melodic symphonic concert. The writhing and tickle worship brought Jim to an explosive climax. Trevor immediately picked up on the familiar scent and worked his cock up and down the hot, sweaty ass crack. It wasn't long before he let out a primal grunt and covered his mate's ass in his hot sticky cum. The pair lay together, holding hands and panting. They looked into each other's eyes, whispered "I love you" in unison, and shared a long passionate, loving kiss.
"Wow! That was incredible." Jim smiled and lay his head on Trevor's chest. He sighed and felt fulfilled as he heard his heartbeat keeping time with Trevor's. "Our hearts are beating in unison." He whispered and wrapped his arms around his mate's neck.
Trevor smiled, looked down at his boy, and kissed Jim's forehead. "You're my dream come true, Jimmy." He chuckled and lightly stroked the underside of Jim's arms with his fingertips. His chuckling increased when his mate began giggling and squirming. "I love how adorable you are and have always been. You're submissive enough to let me take control but headstrong and physically able to make me submit. It makes for a great relationship that's not one-sided."
"Are you interested in possibly going to Gifft Box tomorrow? I'd love to show off my amazingly hot guy to my friends, and you can meet your new little brother, Winston." Jim giggled and batted his eyes.
Trevor cackled, his head thrust back as his whole body shook. "You're just too fuckin' cute for your own good, my sweet boy." He hugged Jim kissing the man's neck, thus causing the room to flood with squeals and giggles. "I'd love to go to the club with you." He paused and cuddled against his lover. "Jimmy, I now remember why you won most of the arguments."
Jim smirked and licked Trevor's nose. "Why?"
"You cheated by being too adorable to ever say no to."
"Trevers, why didn't you want to take me along after graduation?" Jim asked as he lightly stroked Trevor's cheek and lay his head on the muscular chest.
"Baby boy, it was never a question of want. I knew this was where your heart was." Trevor placed his finger on his mate's lips to silence any comments. "Jimmy, you know it's true. Yes, we held each other's hearts, but if you came with me out to Cali, you'd have been miserable, and it might've led to both of us being miserable and resenting one another. I could never let that happen to us. I love you and what we've always shared."
Jim grinned as he quickly straddled Trevor's waist. He pinned the muscled arms over the squirming man's head, slowly licking his mate's entire face, before slipping his tongue into the other man's ears. Trevor squealed and wriggled under the weight and strength of his playful lover. His legs kicked the mattress, and his toes flexed rapidly. Jim nibbled and licked the slightly hairy nipples, then moved his sensually ticklish assault to the struggling man's armpits.
"Fuck! Not the lickling and nibbles." Trevor screeched as his laughter bounced off the walls.
Jim struggled to keep his mate subdued. "What's wrong, Bat-Daddy?" He smiled then, blew raspberries, and lightly ran his beard along the quivering bare stomach.
"I'm sooo gonna make you pay, Boy Wonder." Trevor's body writhed and bucked against his captor's hold but couldn't dislodge Jim's body. He cackled and squealed as his head shook side to side.
Jim giggled and stared into his man's eyes. "You're my sexy and cute tickly guy, aren't you?"
"Yes!" Trevor screeched between his tickle, induced laughter.
Jim's fingers kneaded and wiggled between Trevor's ribs. "And, you're never letting me go, right?" Jim paused the tickling to get a coherent answer.
Trevor's body thrashed, and his heels dug into the mattress. "Not on your life, baby boy." The hysterical man panted and smiled as he was released. Once he composed himself, Trevor took hold of Jim's hands, facing him. "We're together for life." He stared into Jim's sparkling eyes. "You're the total package. Looks, strength, compassionate, loving, intelligent, honest, and loyal. Jim, you're the perfect man for me. I love you, Jimmypup." Trevor chuckled. "And, you're all mine, Boy Wonder." Moving quickly, the taller man grabbed Jim's wrists. He pinned the struggling man down, then swiftly attached the leather cuffs hanging on the bedposts to his mate's wrists and ankles, making him spread eagle on the mattress.
Jim giggled and squirmed as he tested the cuffs, despite knowing he wasn't going anywhere till Trevor let him go. Trevor kissed his mate's lips as he got off the bed. The brunet walked to the mini-fridge and pulled out a bottle of chocolate syrup and a jar of maraschino cherries. Turning around, he showed the restrained man the items and snickered. Jim's eyes lit up, and he got excited. The trapped man's feet twitched, and his toes wiggled in anticipation of the fun they were about to have. Jim also gulped because he knew this was gonna tickle like crazy.
Trevor licked his lips and sat between Jim's legs. He set the items on the floor and lay beside the restrained man. A big smile was plastered on his face as his fingers lightly tickled and stroked his prey's exposed, deep armpit hollows. Jim's body came alive and animated. The brunet's laughter flowed from his lips and filled the bedroom. His body squirmed and arched as much as it could while the man attempted to pull his arms down.
"Coochie coochie baby pup." Trevor chuckled as he verbally teased the ticklish man in his control. "You're such an adorably tickly little puppy."
Jim's laughter increased when the tickle assault moved to his unguarded ribs. High-pitched screeches and unintelligible words were all that were heard from him. "Not the tickle baby teases and coochies." He squealed between cackles. Jim's dick was hard and bounced all over his naked midsection.
Trevor's fingers stroked and tickled the hot musky balls and crotch, which caused Jim's squeals to rise an octave as his body writhed and bounced up and down on the mattress. The tickler's cock matched its mate in appearance. Knowing they would last much longer, Trevor retrieved the items from the floor. He giggled as Jim squealed like a girl, and his body arched in protest of the cold sweetness squeezed onto his skin. The brunet licked his lips as he placed cherries between Jim's toes, making the tied man squirm and softly giggle when his toes were manipulated. Trevor also placed cherries on Jim's stomach and his belly button.
"Are you ready, Wonderpup?" Trevor asked.
"Oh, fuck yeah, sexy Bat-Daddy."
Trevor lay on his stomach on top of Jim's syrup-coated body. He slowly licked the exposed pit crevices while smearing the chocolate all over his and his mate's bodies. Jim's moans and laughter mixed and mingled in a beautiful collaboration. His dick throbbed as it rubbed against Trevor's throbbing member when he was straddled. Trevor's talented tongue slurped and licked its way up and down the vibrating and squirming body in its control. Jim's eyes shot open as his laughter became silent gasps when Trevor's licking reached his belly button, and the cherries were suckled off his stomach. The men's bodies writhed, rubbed against, and arched together as they worked themselves into a feverish, almost unbearable state of arousal.
"B...Babe, I'm n...not gonna last much longer. Cum's rising in my shaft." Jim warned as he screamed in ecstasy when Trevor rimmed his hot, longing ass, and the man's tongue slicked along his sweaty crotch and balls. His cock was a deep red with veins popping out everywhere.
"Almost ready, Pup. I'm almost in pain trying to keep from cumming before you." Trevor's strained voice responded.
The men forced themselves to hold out a couple of minutes longer. However, as soon as Trevor reached Jim's feet and toes, it was a lost fight. Trevor's cum spewed from the cock head, coating the other man's body while he suckled and licked the chocolate and cherries from Jim's feet. Jim's load gushed from him, as did his howling laughter and ear-splitting screeches. Both guys were exhausted, heaps of panting, sweat, cum, and chocolate-covered limbs and skin.
"Trevers." Jim rasped as he covered his forehead with his hand.
"Yeah?" Trevor was a reversed twin image of his mate.
"Next time we do that, we need to have a houseboy who can carry our limp bodies into the shower. I don't want to ever move again. That was the most explosive and fun time I've ever had."
"Ditto. Maybe we can crawl to the bathroom. Fuck the mess. That's what carpet cleaners are for."
After about ten minutes, the couple did just that. They slid off the bed and crawled into the bathroom.