Take a Walk

Take a Walk By Adam Stewart

Author's note: When one door closes another opens. Warning: It contains explicit m/m sex.

It was a perfect spring day, blue sky and sunshine. The kind of day that should lift your heart but mine had been broken into little pieces. I was twenty four and had thought life was perfect. I'd been living with a guy for the past four years and imagined living with him forever. We seemed perfect for each other. But then he burst my balloon by saying he'd met someone else and was leaving me. It was an amicable break up. No rows or shouting. He sat me down, held my hand and said he'd met someone else who'd blown him away and he couldn't live without him. When he told me he'd known him for the past year I knew there was no point in arguing so quietly packed my things and placed them in the tiny second bedroom of the flat we shared in London saying I'd collect them once I'd sorted out where to live.

I was in such a state of shock that I couldn't think straight so I booked a flight to Ireland to get away and decide what to do with my life. I'd always loved Ireland, especially around Cork, so I made my way there and booked into the cheapest bed and breakfast place I could find. We'd spent a week in the town two years before and had a wonderful time. It was probably a stupid decision to make since it reminded me of him wherever I went but I still loved him and I loved this small town just a few miles outside of Cork.

Seeing the beautiful day, I decided to go for a walk after breakfast. I needed to clear my head and work out what I was going to do and more importantly where I was going to live. I had little money so my choices were limited. As I walked along the sleepy street I noticed several estate agents. I had no intention of moving to Ireland but my inquisitive mind made me stop at one to look at the houses on offer. As I did so, I noticed a guy also looking in the window alongside me. Our eyes met in the reflection in the window. I automatically smiled and so did he. Not thinking any more about him I moved on and a few yards down the road I stopped at another agent. Again when I looked into the window I could see his eyes looking at me. Again I smiled and walked on. Just two doors along there was another agent so I stopped again. I hadn't really been looking at the properties on view but I was intrigued by the guy who appeared to be following me. There was something about him that immediately attracted me and despite trying to put him out of my mind, I couldn't.

Sure enough, after a few minutes he too looked in the window and our eyes met again. He had black hair and dark brown eyes. His body was to die for and I noticed he was dressed immaculately. I loved nice clothes and despite my poor financial situation I'd save up to buy good ones which I'd make sure lasted as long as I could. He smiled again so I turned to face him.

"Hi" he said in a very English accent, "Would you like to take a walk?"

"Are you stalking me?" I blurted out without thinking. He jumped back and held his hands up.

"I'm sorry; no, at least not in a threatening way; you have beautiful blue eyes and a beautiful body"

For a moment I was stunned and stood with my mouth open.

"Are you in the habit of picking up guys like this?"

He again looked shocked and backed away. "Oh fuck, have I made a terrible mistake; I'm so sorry but each time our eyes met you smiled".

"It's okay" I laughed, "No, you're not mistaken; I am attracted to you too; it's just I wasn't expecting to be picked up in such a sleepy place as this; and for what it's worth, you too have a stunning body."

He blushed and stepped forward. "I've never done this kind of thing before but there was something about you that made me feel I had to stop and talk; there's a small cafe just down the road, would you like to join me for a coffee?"

I knew the cafe well having walked past it earlier so I nodded and we walked side by side.

"I'm Cain"

"Hi Cain, I'm Sean"

"You're not Irish are you?"

"Nope; my father was Italian and my mother was Scottish" I replied as we walked along.

"Was; are they no longer alive?"

"As far as I know they are but we no longer have contact; haven't done so since I came out when I was eighteen; we had a massive row and they told me what they thought about queers; they're both very religious".

"I'm sorry, that must be difficult to live with"

I shrugged my shoulders and replied that life had to go on.

"That's what my dad said when my mother died; I was fourteen and I thought it was the end of the world". We'd now reached the cafe and had sat down outside. The warmth of the sun felt good.

"I'm so sorry". I placed my hand on his and held it for a few seconds. The touch of his skin made my body react and I had a feeling his did the same. He smiled at me.

"You're not only beautiful, you're very sweet too"

"Now you're flattering me" I laughed. "What about your father, does he know you're gay?"

"Oh yes" he grinned, "I too came out when I was eighteen which was eight years ago now and he sat me down, took my hand and said 'Son, I don't give a fuck who you take to your bed; as long as you're happy that's fine by me."

When our coffees arrived we told each other about ourselves. I told Cain that I was now twenty four and that I was an artist. I told him about the guy I'd grown up with from childhood and had lived with for the past four years and what had happened. He sat and listened gently nodding his head every so often and the more I talked, the more I felt there was an affinity between us. He told me that his mother had a difficult birth when he was born so was not able to have any more children. Like me he was an only child but unlike me, his father accepted his sexuality without question.

"At least you've had a lover" he suddenly blurted out, "I've never had anyone; in fact today is the first time I've ever picked a guy up."

I looked at him somewhat amazed. "Wow, I'd have thought guys would have been falling at your feet; you really do have stunning good looks."

"From my father's side from what I can see; as a young man he was beautiful and my uncle, who's also gay, is just the same."

"What do you do for a living?" I asked having realised he'd not mentioned it. He paused before answering. "I'm an hotelier" he answered.

He then explained that his father owned a chain of hotels and he was now the Managing Director. "Wow, quite a job for someone your age; how many hotels are in the chain?"

"We currently own ten around the country and I've just opened a new one here". He then indicated the large hotel across the river from where we were sitting. I gasped and my eyes nearly popped out of my head. I knew the hotel concerned and had walked past it the previous day when I'd arrived. It was a five star hotel and the best in town.

"You mean" I started to say.

"Yes, I'm Cain Parkes of the Parkes Hotel Group".

"Wow, I'm not surprised you haven't had time to pick up guys; that job must keep you busy."

"I've been in the business for the past ten years ever since I left school but nine months ago my father had a riding accident; some stupid idiot sped round a corner, my father's horse reared and threw him before being hit by the car."

My heart went into my mouth. I sat waiting for him to tell me that his father had died too. "And your father?" I whispered hardly wanting to know the answer.

"His spine was injured and he was in a coma for three weeks; he's now confined to a wheelchair and suffers from terrible headaches. I was immediately made Managing Director having been the manager of one of our London hotels so now have to run the whole business. He's still the Chief Executive but only attends board meetings infrequently. It was a terrible shock to everyone but my father is a tough guy and told me 'Cain, life has to go on so you're now in charge; just don't fuck it up'."

I laughed. "Your dad sounds a lovely guy".

"He is; the best; I'm very fortunate in that respect. So, what are you now going to do with your life? That's if you don't mind me asking."

I smiled and took hold of his hand. I felt we'd known each other for years and I could talk to him without holding anything back. "To be honest, I haven't a fucking clue. Life as an artist is somewhat precarious. I've got several pieces in London art galleries and when they sell I have money in my pocket but in between I have to scrape along."

"What kind of things do you do?" he asked indicating the small folder I always carried with me in case I saw something I had to draw and then paint at a later stage. I gave him the folder and he perused the few pieces inside. "These are brilliant; I love them; you seem to do a mix of scenes and people; I'm no artist but you seem to me to capture things that the normal eye doesn't always see; they are fucking brilliant."

I smiled "You're being kind".

"I'm not; these are brilliant; in fact I'd like to offer you a commission to produce some art for our hotels; I've been thinking for a long time they need something different from the usual rubbish you see and if you want we could display them for sale; our clientele appreciate good things so I reckon they'd do well; I really mean that."

I could see he was serious and not just saying it to make me feel good. "Are you serious?"

"Fucking serious; ask any member of my staff and they'll tell you that if I say something I mean it; I never bullshit; if something is good I say so; if I don't like something or don't approve then I say that too; my father strongly believes that people should know where they stand and I feel the same way."

"Thank you"

"So, what do you say? Are you interested in talking about it further?"

I nodded and grinned. Was my life about to turn round? Time would tell.

"Come on then, no time like the present". Before I knew what was happening he'd paid for our coffees, taken my hand and was leading me back to his hotel.

"Good morning sir; did you have a pleasant walk?" the doorman asked as he greeted us and opened the door for us to walk inside.

"Very nice thank you Stan; I feel invigorated" Cain replied with a big smile on his face. Stan looked at me and grinned. I had a feeling he'd sussed me out.

As we walked through the large reception area various other members of staff acknowledged him and I felt very important being with the owner and managing director of this grand hotel chain. We took the lift to the top floor where his suite of rooms was situated. He told me that he had a suite like this in each hotel so he could move from one to another. His main home was in the largest hotel in Knightsbridge and his father lived on an estate near Oxford. From what I could gather his family was what was generally known as new money with no heritage. His father had built the chain of hotels up with hard graft. It was something I admired tremendously.

We walked into a beautifully furnished living room from which there was a large terrace overlooking the countryside towards Cork. It was just beautiful and in my mind's eye I was already painting the view.

"Come and sit down" he said as he picked up the phone. "Could you send up the lunch menu please" he asked someone at the other end. "You will stay for lunch won't you" he asked me once he'd put the phone down. I said I would since I wanted to stay in his presence for as long as I could. A few minutes later the door buzzer sounded and he flipped a remote to open it from where he was sitting.

"The lunch menu sir" a rather nice looking young man said before smiling at me.

"Thank you James; I'll call down once we've made our choice"

"Thank you sir" James replied before making his exit.

"Mm, he's rather nice" I chuckled.

Cain smiled and raised his eyebrows. "All the hotel managers know that I appreciate good looking guys so make sure they employ them when they can although their ability to do a good job is paramount."

"Tell me, is it generally known that you're gay?"

"Oh yes, they have to take me as I am; if anyone doesn't like it then they know where the door is; my dad made that very clear when I came out."

"Your dad sounds a wonderful man; I so wish mine was the same."

"He's the best and I love him to bits" he replied and sat beside me. He then took my hand and held it. "If you don't mind me saying so I think your parents are blind; they should embrace the fact that they have a lovely talented son, but their loss is my gain."

The way he said those words sent a shiver of excitement throughout my whole body. I suddenly realised that our relationship was going to be far more than me just doing a commission. Had I really found another man to love? I so hoped so because he was perfect.

We chose what we wanted for lunch and Cain called someone to place the order asking that it be brought up in an hour's time. By the time James arrived with it, we'd fully discussed what he wanted me to do and my fee for doing it. He'd also arrange for anything I wanted to sell to be displayed in the hotels around the country. My head was spinning with ideas and I couldn't wait to get started.

He suddenly asked "Where are you staying?", whilst James served our lunch. When I told him he looked aghast. "Right, I'm not having you stay there, it's a complete dump". I had to agree it was but that was all I could afford. He then asked James to arrange for one of the porters to accompany me to my bed and breakfast establishment after lunch and to bring my luggage back to the hotel. "You can use my guestroom" he said casually. James looked at me with a sweet but knowing smile.

After we'd finished eating our lunch, which was the most delicious food I'd tasted for a long time, he called downstairs to tell the porter who'd been assigned the task of bringing my luggage back to the hotel to be on hand when we went down. Another equally attractive guy stepped forward and acknowledged Cain who duly introduced me and said what he needed him to do. The young guy smiled at me and Cain said he'd see me shortly.

The young porter walked briskly alongside me having decided it was not worth using a hotel car since where I was staying was only a few minutes' walk away. "How do you like working for Mr Parkes?" I asked wanting something to say.

"Oh he's a wonderful boss; you always know where you are with him; if he likes what you do he says so and if he doesn't he tells you but not in a nasty way; he gently explains what he wants and everybody does their utmost to do a good job; he's a fantastic boss; the best I've ever worked for."

I smiled. The guy clearly liked Cain but then who couldn't. The guy had charm and good looks.

It didn't take long for me to pack up my things and when I told the reception lady I was moving out she looked at me and then the uniformed porter. "I can't give you your money back" she almost barked.

"It's quite alright, I don't expect a refund since I booked the room for a week" I replied with gritted teeth.

The porter then carried my case back to the Parkes Hotel with me in tow. Once he'd deposited it in Cain's guest room I thanked him for his assistance and slipped him a generous tip before he departed. He smiled at me and wished me a good day.

"I hope you didn't think I was being too presumptive by inviting you to stay with me" Cain suddenly said.

"Of course not; it's very kind of you to invite me to do so" I replied. We were standing within inches of each other and I couldn't resist giving him a kiss. I moved forward to do so and he immediately moved into the kiss. I'd planned on it just being a light touch on the lips but it became much more passionate. My body reacted and soon I felt a bulge down below.

"Oh god, that felt so good" Cain exclaimed once the kiss had ended, "I hope you didn't mind".

"Don't be daft; I never mind kissing a gorgeous guy" I replied glancing down at his crotch which if I wasn't mistaken was also showing definite signs of excitement. We smiled at each other and I noted his face blush which I thought was rather sweet.

Having unpacked my things I went out onto the terrace with my sketch pad. I just had to draw that view which I'd later paint. Cain said he had things to do and left me to get on with my drawing. When he'd gone I suddenly realised that he'd left a complete stranger in his suite of rooms. We'd only met a few hours earlier yet it felt like I'd known him for ages. Either he was very trusting or somewhat foolish but I had a strong feeling it was the former since he was no fool.

By the time he returned some two hours later, I'd finished several sketches of the view from his terrace.

"Wow, they are fantastic; I so wish I could draw like that; you are really talented." I shrugged my shoulders not quite knowing what to say. "I mean it, they are beautiful; I can't wait to see them in colour; what medium do you use?"

I explained that I liked doing water colours but also used acrylic paint. I was not keen on using oil paint as such.

"You really are so clever" he exclaimed as he looked again at the rough sketches I'd done. "I shall definitely want one of these in the reception here and the others can go on show for sale." He then looked at me and before I could say anything he'd pulled me into his arms. "Do you believe in love at first sight?" he asked as he pressed his body up close to mine. I could feel our crotches grinding together which did nothing to quell the thoughts rushing through my head. He was truly gorgeous.

"I think I do" I managed to reply.

"Are you still in love with your ex?"

I nodded and felt tears form in my eyes, "Yes, in a way I am but I know things between us are over so I have to move on." I then moved my head forward and we kissed. Once again it became very passionate and tongues were soon exploring. He pressed his body hard against me and I could feel his stiff cock pressing against mine. My hands started feeling all over him and his did the same. I was itching to strip him naked but my natural reserve held me back. Fortunately his did too so after a while we parted and just grinned.

"Thanks, I haven't kissed a guy like that for such a long time" he commented. "I really like you Sean; you know that don't you". I nodded and wiped away yet more tears. Why the hell I was feeling so emotional I couldn't really say. I could only put it down to the suddenness of it all following my breakup a few days before.

That evening we dined in the main restaurant. Cain explained that he generally always did so as to sample the food and service that his guests received. A table in one corner had been reserved for him from where he could view the whole restaurant. Despite having the boss watching them, the staff went about their duties as usual. Whoever trained them had done a brilliant job and I couldn't fault anything but no doubt Cain could although at the time he said nothing.

Once we'd finished our meal, he led me upstairs to his suite where we had coffee and brandy. He had his own small kitchen so was self sufficient. The evening was still warm enough for us to sit out on the terrace so we watched the sun set.

"I love it out here" he commented as he stretched back and enjoyed the ambience. As he did so I mentally stripped him which as it happened was not a good idea because I soon had an erection aching to be released. He looked over and grinned at me but said nothing. I was itching to take him to bed but decided it had to be him who initiated the first move.

Eventually we moved inside having made a mental note of the view as it looked in the late evening time. I'd already planned to paint it showing the sun setting behind the hills in the distance. We sat side by side on a very comfy sofa and talked about our childhood and schooling. Much to my surprise he'd not had a privileged upbringing which made him even more attractive to me. His father had worked hard to get where he'd got to and had brought his son up in the same way.

Suddenly he took me into his arms and kissed me. Once again my whole body reacted to his touch. As before the kiss became passionate and I felt a hand reach down into my crotch to feel my burgeoning organ.

"Mm, that feels big" he moaned as we kissed. I placed a hand in his crotch and felt an equally large organ. I gave it a squeeze and he groaned. My head was spinning. I so wanted to get him into bed.

Suddenly he pulled out of the kiss and held my face in his hands. "If we carry on like this I shall strip you naked and take you to bed; although I'd love to do that I think for both our sakes it's best not to just yet; is that okay?"

I nodded. As much as I wanted to go to bed with him I understood where he was coming from. I knew this was not a one night stand which would involve a quick fuck to be forgotten. We both had feelings for each other and I respected his decision. With that we kissed goodnight and I made my way to the guest room. Once naked in bed I couldn't resist bringing myself off as I thought of him and I suspected he was doing the same.

When I woke up the next morning I had to think where I was. Everything had happened so quickly and my mind was still in turmoil over the split with the guy I thought loved me but as I lay there thinking about him, I knew I had to move on. He was past history and in the room next door was a guy who'd already said he loved me and if I was honest with myself, I loved him. I kept asking myself whether this was just a rebound reaction following the breakup but each time I came to the conclusion that it was not. When I first saw Cain's eyes looking at me in the reflection of the window I had no thoughts of anyone else but the guy I'd loved for so many years but now I realised I really was in love with Cain however crazy it seemed.

I got out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. There was only the one although that was larger than any bathroom I'd seen before. It contained a large bath and a shower area and I imagined showering with Cain. I'd just finished having a pee when I realised he was standing at the door looking at me. I'd not bothered wearing a robe and when I turned I saw he too was standing stark naked. We viewed each other for a moment and grinned.

"Morning; did you sleep well?"

"Yeah, great" I replied trying to move my eyes from the gorgeous cock that was hanging between his legs. He grinned and moved to where I was standing. Oh god, he was so beautiful and my body immediately showed what I was feeling. He kissed me and yet again it became passionate. I felt my cock go from slightly hard to full on hard within seconds. I glanced down and noticed that his had done the same. I had to feel it so I slipped a hand down whilst we kissed and grasped it. He groaned with pleasure so I gently squeezed it not knowing where this was going to end. I then felt his hot hand round mine which did nothing to quell its excitement.

"I'll leave you to shower" he said after a few minutes and walked out but left the door open. I looked at myself in the mirror and grinned. My whole body was alive and I knew this was no rebound situation. I'd fallen in love with him.

"Do you want breakfast up here or downstairs?" he asked once we'd both showered and dressed. "All I can do up here is cereal and toast so if you want a cooked breakfast then it's downstairs.

"I'm easy, what would you like?"

"To be honest I'm feeling hungry so wouldn't mind a cooked breakfast" he replied. I was happy with that so we made our way down to the dining room. On seeing their boss there was a flurry of attention and we were quickly shown to our table. In the kind of hotel I usually frequented it was self service for breakfast but not here, every guest was served at their table. I dreaded to think what they paid for such service.

"It must be rather nice to always have this facility on tap" I chuckled once we'd given our order.

"Yeah, I suppose it is but sometimes it would be nice to do things yourself rather than have staff fussing over you; but it goes with the job so I can't complain; besides, not everyone gets free board and lodging at establishments of this grade."

I chuckled and agreed it must be rather nice.

Cain had meetings most of the day so I decided to go out and see what I could sketch. Having made sure I had a good supply of sharpened pencils I set off on my quest. Stan was on duty again and he wished me a pleasant day as he opened the door for me. I decided I could definitely get used to this kind of life. As I wandered around I sat every now and then and sketched whatever took my fancy. Sometimes it was a local scene, other times a view and on occasions, people going about their everyday tasks. I loved watching people and sketching them at work.

At lunchtime I had a sandwich and a glass of Guinness since I was in the emerald isle and even in the bar I found people to sketch. By the time I wandered back to the hotel, which for the moment I called home, I had a folder full of sketches. Some would never see the light of day as paintings but there were several that most certainly would. As I was walking towards it I noticed Stan busy dealing with new guests. He was an interesting character who clearly loved his job. I estimated him to be in his forties but he was in good trim and clearly looked after himself. For a moment I stopped across the road from the hotel and watched him at work. I had a sudden urge to draw him so I pulled out my pad and set to work.

"Had a pleasant day sir" Stan asked as soon as he saw me walk towards him.

"Yes, thank you Stan; tell me, how long have you been working in this kind of business?"

"Oh for most of my life sir; but the last hotel I was at wasn't anywhere near as nice as this one; the boss there was a right stuck up individual if you don't mind me saying so sir whereas young Mr Parkes is a gentleman; it makes a pleasant change to see young men like him these days."

I was fascinated by him so I hovered before moving towards the door which I knew he'd open immediately for me. If I was going to do a picture of a person then I liked to know as much as I could about them.

"You clearly enjoy your work from what I've seen"

"Oh yes, I love it; I love helping people despite some of them being very haughty but I just let that pass me by and enjoy those who treat me as a human being." He then gave me a quizzical look. "Would I be right sir in saying you're artistic in some way; you strike me as that kind of person."

"Spot on Stan; I'm an artist and Mr Parkes has commissioned me to do some artwork for his chain of hotels; in fact I hope you don't mind but I've done some sketches of you at work." I pulled out the three latest sketches I'd done from my vantage point across the road and he looked at them.

"Oh my, these are very good and very accurate if I may say so"

"Would you mind if I used one or two of them for a painting?

"Of course not, I'd love to feel that I was the subject of a painting so please go ahead sir."

I thanked him and pulled out one of the sketches I'd done. "There you are, you can keep that one as a memento and when I'm rich and famous you can sell it and make a fortune" I laughed. He took the drawing from me and I could see he was genuinely chuffed to receive the gift. He thanked me profusely and I made my way into the hotel. Cain had given me a key to his apartment so I made my way up in the lift and let myself in. I still couldn't quite believe what was happening.

When Cain came in he found me lazing out on the terrace. It was another beautiful evening and I wanted to enjoy the weather whilst it lasted. He walked over and squatted down beside me. He immediately took me into his arms and we kissed. He smelt gorgeous and I wanted to take him straight to bed.

"Had a busy day?" I asked once he'd finally pulled out of the kiss.

"Yes, there's lot to sort out with a new hotel but everything seems to be going okay; how about you?"

I told him what I'd been doing and he immediately wanted to see what I'd sketched. When he saw the two remaining ones of Stan he chuckled. "Stan will be really chuffed to know he's been sketched".

"He is" and I told him about my conversation with him and that he'd given me his permission to use him in one of my paintings.

"I bet he did; he loves to be in the limelight; he's a lovely guy who's had quite a turbulent life. His wife left him several years ago apparently leaving him with a young son who he had to bring up on his own. When I found out about the son I employed him as a kitchen porter since he was out of work and had limited skills.

"You really are a softy" I chuckled as I pulled him into my lap.

"Mm, not at the moment" he giggled and pulled my hand into his crotch. His cock was fully erect so I gave it a massage for a few moments. "Mm, that feels so nice".

After our meal we once again returned to the apartment for coffee and brandy. We talked some more about our early years and from what I could tell he'd had a very happy childhood. I felt somewhat envious since mine had been far from that. My parents were religious fanatics and even from an early age I knew I wasn't that way inclined. I sometimes wondered how the hell they could produce a child so different from them. When I realised I was gay I tried to hide my feelings but it became intolerable so in the end I dropped the bomb, which was exactly what it felt like because suddenly both my parents laid into me about how terrible it was to go against God's will. During one shouting match I told them that if there was such a thing as a God then he'd made me that way but it had little effect.

As I spoke, Cain caressed my neck and every so often kissed the side of my face. I so wanted to take him to bed but it was not to be that night at least so once again we went off to our separate rooms and I wanked myself off thinking of him.

However, on the third evening things took a definite turn for the better. We'd once again had our meal in the restaurant and made our way back to his apartment. As usual he made some coffee and poured two generous brandies. I noticed he drank his down very quickly whilst I sipped mine. He poured himself another and topped mine up. I began to think he'd had a bad day and needed something to unwind.

"Did all your meetings go okay today?" I eventually asked.

"Yeah, brilliantly; I'm very lucky I have a really good team here"

Having downed the second brandy he knelt across my legs. He kissed me passionately and at one point it was so intense I could hardly breathe. He kissed and kissed and as he did so I felt his hands unbuttoning my shirt. My body had already reacted so I was sporting an erection to die for. Once he'd unbuttoned the shirt all the way down, he slipped it off my shoulders and ran his hands all over my body. As he did so he groaned and moaned kissing my neck and slowly worked his way down. When he reached my nipples and took those into his mouth I gasped. If there was one thing that really turned me on, it was having my nipples sucked and nipped. They were soon hard nubs and I could feel the pre-cum seeping out into my pants.

"You are so gorgeous" he groaned as he kissed some more and fumbled with my belt. Seeing this was really going somewhere I started to unbutton his shirt. With his help he was soon naked to the waist. By now he had my jeans unfastened and was feeling inside. He slipped his hand right inside my briefs and took hold of my weeping cock.

"Oh god" I groaned.

"I want to take you to bed" he moaned as he felt my balls and tried to pull my jeans down my legs to give him more access.

"I'm all yours" I managed to reply and before I knew what was happening he was leading me by the hand into his bedroom. As we went my jeans fell round my ankles. Somehow I kicked them off as we went leaving me in just my scanty briefs. As soon as we were beside his bed he had those off me too and hastily removed his own clothes. It reminded me of the first few times my ex and I used to have sex when we were still in our early days and before we actually lived together. It was as if we had to rush it through in case someone found us.

Once he was fully naked he yanked back the duvet and pulled me down on top of him. From there on things slowed down. He gently made love to me and it was the most beautiful lovemaking I'd ever experienced. His touch was sensuous and just beautiful. My whole body felt it was on fire but in a nice kind of way. I lost all track of time but suddenly he straddled me and took my head into his hands.

"Are you a top or a bottom?"

"Versatile" I grinned.

"Fucking brilliant; so am I" he grinned in reply. "I want to fuck you Sean; please?"

"That's fine by me" I nodded, "I'm all yours".

Within seconds he'd prepared his rampant tool, lubricated me in readiness and was slowly penetrating me. I was used to being fucked so even his large cock slipped in with ease but once inside it felt so wonderful. It was as if my eyes were suddenly opened. He moved slowly back and forth as he held my legs up over my chest and with each thrust he managed to hit one of the many spots inside me that sent shivers of excitement through my entire body. After a while he let my legs go and lay on top of me whilst continuing to fuck. That felt even better as we kissed and my hands roamed his beautiful smooth buttocks as they rose up and down.

"Oh fuck, that feels so good" I moaned in between kisses. He grinned and increased the pace.

"I'm going to come" he suddenly yelled.

"Yeah, let it go; I want to feel you come inside me". For a moment I'd forgotten he was using a condom since my ex and I always had bareback sex as we'd done ever since boys. We only ever used a condom if we had a threesome or on the odd occasions we strayed and had sex with someone else but that was not very often. At least not for me but of course I eventually found out he'd been having sex with another guy for almost a year.

When Cain had satisfied his needs he calmed down and lay on top of me. We kissed passionately whilst still connected together. I loved this part of lovemaking and hated guys who pulled out as soon as they'd shot their bolt.

"That was beautiful; thanks" he said gently before kissing me again.

Finally he did pull out and chucked the condom into the bin. He didn't seem bothered that some cleaner would see it the following morning when she or he emptied it.

"Would you sleep with me tonight?" he then asked. I nodded. Fuck yes, I was more than happy to do so which is what we did every night thereafter.

Towards the end of our first week together Cain asked if I'd made any decision on where to live once back in London. "Fuck knows" I replied, "Rental property is so expensive and I can't afford to buy that's for sure. I could manage sharing but now that's gone down the drain I have no idea".

He thought for a moment before taking my hand. "Would you consider living with me? I know we've only known each other for a few days but I have a good feeling about us; it's as if we've known each other for years; we blend together perfectly and to be honest Sean, I've fallen in love with you."

I was stunned because that was the last thing in my mind. I'd looked upon the fling we'd had during the past few days as a one off which once we returned to London would drift away even though I'd accepted the artwork commission. "Are you serious?"

"Very; never been more serious; I love you Sean and I was rather hoping you might feel the same way about me."

"I do; I love you very much despite the short time we've known each other but moving in together is a big step"

"Not for me; I know immediately if I want something and don't waiver from it; and I want you Sean, that's for sure."

Tears filled my eyes. I felt so happy and couldn't really believe what was happening. Within just a couple of weeks of being dumped by a guy I'd always thought loved me here was another extending his hand of love. "Well, yes, I'd love to" I eventually replied "But if you feel after a while it's not working then you must tell me".

"Don't worry, I will but I have no doubts even if you may" he grinned before pulling me into his arms and kissing me.

"I don't have doubts" I said trying to prove I was serious, "It's just..."

"I know, it's all happened so quickly after your breakup and you're wondering if I'm taking advantage of the situation or this is just a rebound affair which you might regret later."

"Fuck, am I that transparent" I groaned.

"No, well to some extent yes because you wear your heart on your sleeve for all to see but I can assure you I'm not taking advantage and if it's worth anything I believe you know exactly what you want."

I grinned at him and kissed his beautiful lips. "You're right, I am transparent; it's been a fault of mine for years."

"It's what I love about you; I can tell what you're feeling; I so hate people who hide their emotions and say one thing but mean another. So, are you really sure you want to shack up with this mad workaholic?"

"Yeah, I am provided he can find time to shag me like he did last night" I laughed.

"Never fear, I shall always find time to do that".

By this time we both had excited cocks that were straining to get out of our trousers. Without saying anything we linked hands and moved into the bedroom. It didn't take long for our clothes to be discarded on the floor and for us to be rolling around on the bed. He really was a beautiful lover and a gorgeous fuck. Having satisfied my needs he flipped me over and straddled my back. It wasn't long before I could feel his long hard cock penetrating me and having his wicked way.

"Oh yes, that is pure heaven" I groaned as he fucked away until he too had satisfied his carnal desires.

Since Cain always travelled first class, we upgraded my ticket with Aer Lingus to the same. A week after I'd arrived in Ireland we were travelling by car to the airport for the flight back to London. On our way out of the hotel Stan had shaken my hand thanking me once again for the sketch I'd given him.

"I hope to see you again sir"

"I'm sure you will Stan" I smiled as I climbed into the luxury car. I felt like royalty having my baggage taken care of and being driven to the airport. Once there it was taken to the check-in for us and Cain led me into the first class lounge to wait for our flight.

"I could get used to this" I chuckled as I relaxed back with a glass of wine in my hand.

Cain smiled and leaned over. "I hope you do because I love you so much". Just the words sent my body into overdrive and I had to wriggle to adjust myself. He grinned and casually touched himself.

"You are a big tease" I giggled.

"I know, but you love it don't you". I nodded and grinned. Of course I did, who wouldn't. Here I was sitting with the most gorgeous guy in the lounge knowing that I was going to be living with him in a smart hotel with full board and lodging paid for. I had to pinch myself just to make sure I wasn't dreaming it.

The flight seemed to pass by without noticing what with the beautiful food and wine that was served. Once we'd landed and we'd collected our luggage we made our way out. Cain had organised a car to collect us so he made a beeline for the chauffeur he saw standing there waiting for us.

"Good morning David, this is Mr Avara, he's going to be living with me"

David shook my hand and gave a wry smile. He'd sussed me out immediately but I did later find out that he too was gay. He was a nice looking guy in his early thirties and had been with the company for several years.

As soon as we pulled up outside the Knightsbridge hotel, the doorman rushed forward to open the car door for Cain and me to climb out. "Good morning sir; I trust you had a good flight".

"Yes thank you George; now I'd like to introduce Mr Avara to you, he's going to be living with me so you'll be seeing a lot of him."

"Welcome sir and if there's anything you need just let me know"

"Thank you George, I will" I replied. George was in his early fifties and Cain told me later that he'd lost his wife several years ago so now lived alone. Like Stan he loved his job and never minded helping people out whenever he could.

As we walked into the hotel several members of staff acknowledged him and gave me the once over. I was introduced to the senior members as we went even though I knew I'd never remember all their names. Cain seemed to have a brilliant memory and knew each one and all about them which is what made him so popular. On our way up to the penthouse suite which was Cain's permanent home, he took me in to see the General Manager. His name was Charles and was in his mid forties. He was married with two grown up daughters. However, he welcomed me to the hotel and hoped I'd be happy living there. He too said if I needed anything I was to let him know.

"Everyone seems to take my arrival very casually" I whispered as we made our way to the lift. "Is it because you're the boss or do guys frequently come to stay?" I chuckled.

Cain didn't reply until we were in the lift on our own. He then took my face into his hands and looked sternly at me. "No I don't frequently bring guys back but yes, I am the boss so they know it's not their business and they know I'm gay so having you here is not a shock to anyone; I love you Sean."

For a moment I was taken aback at his reaction. "Sorry, I didn't mean to imply anything; I'm just not used to all this."

"It's okay; you'll soon get used to it, especially after I've given you a long hard fuck to convince you" he giggled.

"Mm can't wait" I replied and felt my cock jump to attention.

By the time we reached what was now to be my home, our luggage had already been delivered into the small outer vestibule. Cain unlocked the front door and I carried it in. As I did so I noticed how scruffy my suitcase was against his and made a mental note to get a new one sometime.

"Wow, this is beautiful" It was the kind of apartment I'd always dreamed of but knew I could never afford. It was tastefully furnished in a minimalist kind of way and had a wonderful terrace like the one near Cork.

"I'm glad you like it" he smiled and took me into his arms. "I think my biggest problem is not being able to stop putting you down" he chuckled.

"I shan't mind that" I grinned as I wrapped my arms round him and reached down below to feel his cock which was already reacting.

"Come on, let me show you the bedroom; you can then strip me naked and make love to me before I do my rounds."

I wasn't going to argue with that so I let him lead me into a room off the small hallway. As with everywhere else it was beautifully furnished and very much to my taste. It too had a door leading onto the terrace outside and I could imagine lazing out there soaking up the sunshine, when we had some.

We seductively undressed each other and fell into bed. Having kissed and explored each other I let him fuck me. It was the most beautiful fuck I'd ever had; slow, sensuous and fulfilling. Finally I could sense he was about to come so I told him I wanted to see him shoot his load over me. He pulled out, whipped off the condom and let rip over my chest. The sight of his thick creamy cum was just beautiful. I dipped a finger and licked it grinning at him. "Mm, that is beautiful". He grinned and leant forward to kiss me. If this was how things were going to be then I was going to be a very happy guy.

When we'd cleaned up and had a quick shower, Cain said he had to go round each department to see how things were. He was dedicated to his job and I could see how much he enjoyed doing it. Before he left he said he'd ask Charles to find a room I could use as a studio since there was no room in the apartment for my easel and messy paints. We kissed and I began unpacking my things. The wardrobe was large so there was plenty of room for my things including those I still had stored in my old flat. Once done I wandered round my new home. Every so often I hugged myself. I was so happy and still couldn't quite believe what was happening. I so hoped it would last.

At lunchtime Cain returned saying he'd arranged for some sandwiches to be brought up. He'd no sooner arrived and a buzzer sounded. He pressed a remote and told the waiter to come on in. A young guy walked in and I gasped. The guy was just beautiful.

"Thank you Pablo"

"You're welcome sir" Pablo replied as he glanced at me and gave me a beautiful smile.

"Wow, he was beautiful" I exclaimed when he'd gone.

Cain grinned. "Yes, he's one of my recent acquisitions; I met him in a gay bar a few months ago and when he said he was looking for a job I suggested he apply to our catering manager since I knew he was looking for additional staff.

"Mm I hope he delivers again" I chuckled.

"Quite likely since I told the catering manager that he was very good at his job and would like him to serve me in future"

"Well, he can serve me any time and more"

"Ah, ah; for looking at only; I make a rule never to have sex with people I employ" Cain laughed and then realised what he'd said. "Well except gorgeous guys who are very artistic and are going to make my hotels the envy of the opposition."

"I see, I'm just an employee am I?" I teased him.

"No, no" he laughed and pulled me into an embrace. "Stop teasing me; you know what I mean".

"Mm, I love teasing you; it makes these beautiful dimples come to life as well as something else."

"Yeah, so I can see" he replied grabbing my crotch to feel the erection that had formed on seeing Pablo.

As we ate our lunch, which was washed down with a very nice bottle of white wine, he told me Charles had found me a room that would be ideal for my studio. It was at the top of the hotel and had a roof light which faced north so was perfect for painting. In olden days it had been used as a staff bedroom but that had long ago been disbanded. Cain said he'd take me to see it once we'd finished lunch.

"This is perfect" I exclaimed. The room was plenty large enough to take my easel and canvasses I was working on since I tended to work on several pictures at one time to give them time to mature. The skylight was plenty large enough to bring in natural light and there were beams from which I could hang artificial lights when required. All I now had to do was collect my gear and my other personal belongings from my old flat. That was something I wasn't looking forward to doing.

"Hi"

"Hi Sean, how are you?"

"Okay; I'm ready to collect my things; when can I come over?"

"Oh, great, so you've found a place to live." I ignored the question since I had no intention of telling my ex where I was now living or who with.

"So when is convenient?"

"Um, well, you've still got a key haven't you so come when you like; doesn't matter whether I'm here or not."

"So you don't want to be there when I come over?"

"Not unless you want me to; why?"

"Just thought you might want to check I wasn't taking any of your stuff" I replied somewhat harshly.

"Come on Sean, we've known each other long enough, of course I don't; I still want to remain friends Sean, I really do."

"Okay, I'll come round tomorrow morning" I replied without making any response to remaining friends since I wasn't too sure whether I ever wanted to see the guy I'd loved for so many years ever again.

The call ended and I sat pondering for a moment.

"Are you okay my love?" Cain said as he sat beside me. I nodded and wiped away a tear that had formed. I pulled Cain into my arms and kissed him. I knew I had to move on and I knew I'd found a guy who loved me with all his heart. "Did he ask where you were living?"

"Yeah but I ignored it; I've no intention of telling him; I want him to feel bad over what he's done and let him think I'm all on my own; is that being horrible?"

"Probably but I can understand; you will get over him I'm sure of that and I do love you very much Sean."

"I know you do; I love you too and I'm not just saying that because I'm still upset over him because I really do."

He knelt across my legs and we kissed. "I think you need something to distract you" he giggled and then gently led me to the bedroom. He was the kindest most understanding guy I'd ever met, even more so than my ex. I really did love Cain but I knew it would take a while to totally understand that. He slowly undressed me and kissed each portion of naked flesh as he did so. My cock was certainly tuned into what was happening even if my mind wasn't. He took the hard organ into his mouth and slowly sucked me.

"Oh god" I gasped. He giggled which sent vibrations through me. How could I not love this gorgeous guy; he was everything I'd ever dreamt of and more. He stood up and I unbuttoned his shirt. Once it was off him he pulled me into an embrace and we kissed passionately. As we did so he unfastened his trousers and kicked them off. I reached down and felt his hard organ straining to get out of his briefs.

"Ah, oh" he groaned as my hand slipped inside and grasped the hot rampant organ. He slowly walked to the bed and gently pushed me onto my back. He slipped off his briefs and opened my legs wide apart before laying his naked body over me. Our erections kissed as they rubbed together. He sucked and nipped each of my nipples which made me gasp and have shivers of excitement shoot through me. "Mm, you are so sexy and gorgeous" he groaned as he continued licking the hard nubs. I took hold of his head and pulled it towards mine. I wanted to taste him so as soon as our mouths locked I thrust my tongue into his mouth. It was a very passionate kiss and as we did so he rubbed himself up against my rampant organ which was now dripping with pre-cum.

"Fuck me" I implored in between kisses.

"Have patience" he giggled feeling the organ with his hand.

I did my best but I wanted to feel him inside me. I needed him. Eventually he knelt up, prepared himself and then lifted my legs. "Mm you've got such a gorgeous hole". He bent down and licked it and my whole body jumped up and down with excitement.

"Fuck me, please" I implored. He grinned and then gently pressed himself inside me. Once in I gasped. It felt wonderful. I'd always thought that sex with my ex was good but this was on another level. He was the most sensuous lover I'd ever met. It wasn't what he did but the way he did it. I knew from that moment that I really did love this guy beyond anything else. Perhaps my ex had done me a favour. I just hoped that his new lover was half as good for his sake.

The following morning Cain arranged for a van to take me to my old flat to collect my things. It seemed he could organise anything with just a quick phone call. He had yet more meetings most of the day although these were at the other London hotel in Kensington. Once inside my old flat I went straight to the spare room where all my stuff was stored. Sitting on top of a box were some DVDs with a note. "Sean, I think these are yours. Ben". I stuffed them into the box and took it down to the van where the driver was waiting. It took three journeys to get everything down but eventually all my stuff was out of the flat and any sign of me ever having lived there had gone. I did one last look round just to make sure I'd not forgotten anything. I noticed several new things so guessed Ben's new boyfriend was now installed. I'd thought the process would be painful but in reality I wasn't bothered. I'd moved on and more to the point I'd found someone to love who loved me with all his heart. I wondered whether Ben had ever loved me like that but I guessed I'd never know. I locked the front door behind me and dropped my set of keys through the letterbox. It was the end of a part of my life but I now felt good about it.

When we arrived back at the Knightsbridge hotel George immediately came forward to open my door. I asked him where was it best to unload since I didn't think it would be that good for me to cart all my stuff through the main reception.

"If you drive round to the back entrance sir I'll organise a porter to help you up with your things"

"Thanks George" I replied and slipped him a tip. He tried to resist but I insisted. He was a lovely guy and extremely helpful so I never minded showing such people my gratitude. By the time the van driver had driven round to the rear of the hotel a porter was already standing there waiting for me. He was a Filipino just a few years younger than me. He gave me a big wide smile and immediately started emptying the van. He'd come prepared with a small sack truck so once the van was empty I thanked the driver and he drove off.

"I'm Joseph sir and I understand you're moving in with Mr Parkes"

I said I was and asked him how long he'd been working at the hotel.

"Just over a year sir"

"And do you like it here?" I asked as he nimbly pushed the truck ahead of us.

"Oh yes sir; the best job I've ever had; Mr Parkes is a brilliant employer and very kind; have you known him long sir?"

"A while" I replied not wanting to admit the short time we had actually known each other.

"And you paint" he commented and pointed to the easel.

"Yes, I'm an artist and Mr Parkes has commissioned me to produce some paintings for his chain of hotels."

"I love looking at paintings so will be interested in seeing them when they're done"

We reached the lift and made our way up to the penthouse apartment which was now to be my home. I found Joseph fascinating. He had beautiful features and was very much the kind of person I liked to paint. When we'd off loaded my clothes and personal items into the apartment, we made our way up to the attic room which was to be my studio.

"Oh yes, this is perfect" he exclaimed as he walked in. "A perfect north facing light" he commented indicating the skylight.

"You clearly know a lot about painting" I smiled as we unloaded the truck.

"Not that much but I like watching artists at work"

"Would you be interested in sitting for me? I do portraits as well as landscapes."

His eyes lit up and he said he'd love to. I explained I'd incorporate him into a working scene such as his porter job. He thought that a novel idea and became very excited about it. I also had a distinct feeling he was gay but didn't let on. I'd ask Cain whether he knew.

"Once I've cleaned the place up and got it ready to use I'll let you know"

"It really needs a paint sir." I agreed it did having taken another look at the state of the room. "I could help if you liked sir; I enjoy decorating; I could help out on my days off so as not to interfere with my work."

The thought of having this young guy helping excited me so I said I'd speak to Cain about it. "I'd pay you" I added since I guessed he was on a fairly low wage.

"That's very nice of you sir but don't feel you have to; I'd enjoy doing it"

I insisted on doing so and he smiled. "Well the cash would come in handy".

I placed an arm round him and gave him a gentle hug. He was very sweet and I liked him. "I'll speak to Mr Parkes and let you know" I said as I watched him skip down the hallway with his sack truck.

"I hear Joseph has been helping you move in" Cain grinned when he arrived home that evening.

"Fuck, you don't miss much do you; can see I shall have to watch what I do when you're out"

"There's not much I don't know about" he laughed "It was George who told me that he'd asked Joseph to help you get your stuff upstairs; he's rather cute isn't he".

I laughed, "Yeah, very and very fuckable".

"Mm can see I shall have to watch you" he laughed as he pulled me into an embrace and kissed me. He ground his body against mine which caused it to react down below. "But you're right, he is very fuckable".

"I thought you said members of staff were off limits" I grinned.

"They are for me but that doesn't stop me secretly lusting after those who turn me on or you having some fun provided it is just lust and not love because the latter is for me and me alone."

"Have no fears, there's only one guy I love and he's here in my arms causing me to get a hard-on so get those clothes off right now" I giggled.

"Wow, I love being dominated" he giggled as he ran into the bedroom and stripped off naked. I followed and did the same.

"Perhaps I should get a whip" I chuckled as we rolled onto the bed.

"I'm not that much into domination" he laughed, "but I do have some handcuffs and I rather like leather gear".

I'd never had any leathers but the idea rather appealed to me so we agreed to visit Expectations one day and buy me some. In the meantime we made love and I gave him a good fuck which he clearly enjoyed from the shouts of glee he made. It was just as well we were at the top of the hotel well away from anyone else.

Over our meal I told Cain about Joseph's offer to help me decorate my studio. He grinned and said it was a great idea and that he'd arrange for him to be paid overtime through payroll. He also called the maintenance manager and asked him to let me have whatever things I needed for the job and obtain the paint.

Two days later I had everything I needed and Joseph and I set to work. As he was off duty he arrived wearing an old pair of jeans and a T shirt. I'd worn the same since I knew it was going to be dirty work. We first had to clean away several years of dirt and cobwebs before we could start decorating. It was a warm day so we were soon both sweating. Joseph stripped off his T shirt and for a moment I admired his beautiful naked torso. I decided to do the same so he stopped working and looked at me. We grinned at each other before going back to our work. He was a hard worker and in fact did far more than me. Every so often I turned to look at him and like many young guys he wore his jeans low with no belt. I suddenly realised that he had no underwear on since I could clearly see a large portion of naked bum. It immediately turned me on and I felt my cock spring into action. Having swept the place clean we were now washing the walls and working towards each other. When we met we looked at each other and grinned. The sight of his semi nakedness and his jeans almost off his butt was still causing me to be hard. He glanced down and grinned.

"You've got a beautiful body" I commented since I had to say something.

"Thanks, so have you". His comment made my erection twitch which I know he noticed but I then noticed he had one too.

By the end of three days we'd finished. Two coats of paint had been put on the ceiling, walls and woodwork and the wooden floor had been cleaned and treated with quick drying floor paint. The maintenance guy had also found an old table for me and a set of shelves I could use for storing my paints. We'd also decorated a small room nearby that contained a toilet and a small basin for me to use. I say we but in fact it was Joseph who did this since it was too small to get both of us in although I was very tempted to try!

On the day we finished, Cain came up to see the result. "Wow, this looks great; well done". Joseph grinned clearly pleased to receive praise from the boss. Seeing how good Joseph was at such jobs, Cain arranged for him to help the maintenance guy when required. It wasn't a full time job but it gave Joseph some extra hours to add to his normal wage as a porter. He was delighted and gave me a hug having decided it was not appropriate to hug the boss. I certainly didn't mind as I hugged him tight and lightly kissed the top of his head whilst Cain smiled.

"I think young Joseph rather fancies you" Cain giggled once we'd got back to our apartment.

"Are you jealous?" I teased him.

He laughed and pulled me into a hug. "Not as long as I too can have a hug".

"Mm you can have much more than that" I giggled as I commenced undressing him.

We were soon both naked and once again rolling over the bed. There seemed no end to our lovemaking which took place several times during the day on some occasions.

When he'd fucked me and we were lying side by side enjoying the afterglow, I turned to him. "I've told Joseph that I'd like to draw him so I can produce some pictures of him undertaking his work; I think he'd be a good subject. Is that okay?"

Cain said it was up to me what I did and who I used in my art. He then grinned and knelt across me. "Would you draw me and perhaps produce a portrait; I rather fancy that idea."

"Sure, I'd love to; clothed or naked?" I added with a big grin.

"Well, now that's a thought; perhaps we'll do one official one in my suit that can be displayed in the hotel somewhere and another in the nude that we can have in here."

"You're on" I replied excitedly; I loved doing male nudes.

"Perhaps Joseph would like to pose naked for you as well" he giggled.

"Now that's a thought" I laughed although I doubted that would come about. But how wrong I was!

When Joseph's next three day shift had ended he came to the studio for me to draw him. I got him to do several poses with him carrying luggage and just standing waiting to assist a guest with their bags by his feet. I'd then incorporate those drawings into a painting having sketched the actual areas of the hotel I wanted to use as a background. He was the perfect model since he stood perfectly still and didn't say a word until I'd finished. He'd then rush over to my easel to see the result.

"Wow, they're brilliant" he enthused. He was such a delight that I did a couple of extra small sketches and gave them to keep. He was over the moon and almost jumped into my arms as he rushed over to hug me. The feel of his beautiful body up against mine felt wonderful so I hugged him equally as tight. Needless to say it caused both of us to have stiffs but we just grinned at each other. Finally I got him to pose relaxing in a chair reading a book. I'd already identified in my mind the area in the hotel I'd use as the background and decided it would make a beautiful painting.

"Do you ever do nudes?" he suddenly blurted out when I'd finished.

"Sometimes" I replied trying not to show my excitement.

"Would you do a picture of me in the nude?"

"Are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'd like to do one; you can always do it so my face is not showing can't you?"

I agreed I could and knew the perfect pose to use. "Okay, if you're sure; when are you next off shift?"

"On Sunday so I could come in the afternoon if that suited you".

I saw no reason why not so agreed.

"If Mr Parkes wants to be present he's welcome" he grinned.

"What makes you think he would?"

Joseph looked at me as if to say "What do you think? Of course he would."

"I'll ask him if he'd like to then" I replied casually knowing only too well that Cain would jump at the chance.

So, on the Sunday afternoon we went up to the studio and waited for Joseph to arrive. As usual he arrived on the dot and grinned when he saw Cain casually sitting there.

"You're quite sure you want to do this Joseph" Cain asked him.

"Of course; I said I would" he replied somewhat smugly.

"And you don't mind if I stay and watch?"

"Sure; it doesn't bother me showing off my tackle"

Cain and I grinned at each other and I prepared my easel whilst Joseph stripped off naked. Once stripped, he stood before us showing all. He was truly beautiful as I'd imagined. He had a clump of dark pubic hair and a short thick cock which already looked as if it was partially excited. I'd decided to use a pose in which he stood looking pensive with his head down and turned slightly away from me. This way I could see the front of his beautiful body but not see his face full on. As on other occasions he stood perfectly still so I soon had the drawing completed. I then drew a smaller sketch for him to keep.

"Okay all done" I said to indicate he could get dressed. Instead he rushed over to see what I'd done. Cain also came to look and the pair admired the drawings I'd produced.

"They're brilliant" Joseph exclaimed. When I said the smaller sketch was for him to keep he gasped and threw his arms round my waist and hugged me. Cain looked on grinning as I wrapped my arms round his naked body and pressed him tight against mine. I gently felt over his naked butt and kissed the top of his head. He then looked up at me and grinned. I couldn't resist bending my head forward and giving him a light kiss on the lips. He then released me and threw his arms round Cain who did the same.

Finally he got dressed and I told him once I'd finished the paintings I'd invite him up to see them. He grinned and gave each of us another kiss. "This is just between the three of us. I shan't tell anyone" he said before running off.

"He's definitely in love with you" Cain chuckled once he'd gone "but what a gorgeous body".

I looked down at Cain's and grinned. His had reacted as had mine so I moved up to him and took him into my arms. I felt down and grabbed hold of the thick cock that was now filling his jeans.

"Oh god, that feels so good" he groaned. Without saying anything I stripped off his T shirt, knelt down in front of him, unfastened his trousers, pulled them off him along with his briefs and took his gorgeous thick cock into my mouth. I then gave him a blow job to remember until he'd shot his load of beautiful thick seed into my mouth.

"Mm, that was very tasty" I giggled once he'd finished shooting.

"Oh god, that was beautiful" he gasped. He then did the same to me.

I gasped and groaned the same as he'd done until I'd shot my load. He then stood up and took me in his arms. "I love you so much" he groaned as we hugged and pressed our naked bodies together.

Finally we slipped our clothes back on but we were both still very much aroused as we made our way back to the apartment. Once inside we decided to have a bath together. The bath was just large enough to get both of us in it side by side so we enjoyed another hour of kissing and cuddling before bringing each other off again. I felt so happy and for a moment my thoughts went back to life with my ex. I decided even in the early days it had never been as good as this.

"Penny for them" Cain chuckled bringing me out of my thoughts.

"I was just thinking how happy I am; thank you for asking me if I'd like to take a walk when we first met."

"You've no idea how long it took me to gather up the courage to ask but I too am glad I did."

Over the next few weeks I set to and produced the pictures from all the drawings I'd done in Ireland and those of Joseph. I liked to work on several canvasses at a time and move from one to another doing a bit on one and then another. Finally I'd produced six paintings from the Irish drawings from which Cain could choose which he wanted to show permanently in the hotel and which would be hung for sale. I'd also finished those of Joseph and I was very pleased with the result, especially the nude.

After our meal once evening, Cain accompanied me to the studio and I showed him my work. He gasped as he moved from one to another. "They're all beautiful" he exclaimed, "I don't know which ones to choose for permanent display." I placed each one on the easel and we studied them one by one. Eventually we'd decided which would be suitable to place on permanent display and which to put on sale. We then looked at those of Joseph. I'd done two of him in working mode and another of him sitting casually. We decided to place that one in the gallery I normally used to sell my work. Although it took time, they always managed to sell everything eventually.

"What about the nude; it really is beautiful"

"I thought I'd let the gallery sell that too and give him a share of what it fetches". Cain thought that was very fair since he'd not been paid to sit for me. I also decided to have a limited number of copies of each one done and give those to the gallery to sell since copies were often just as profitable as originals.

The following day I found Joseph and invited him to come and see his pictures when he'd finished his shift. When he saw them he gasped. "Oh my, they are fantastic and I love the nude". When I told him my plan to give him a share of the sale value his eyes opened wide. "Thank you so much" he cried out and gave me a tight hug. I again felt his beautiful body pressing against mine and it did nothing to quell the erection that was now rapidly forming. He looked up and grinned pressing his own against me. "If it sells, perhaps you could do some more of me".

"It will sell alright, there's no doubt about that; so yes, if you want to sit again I'm happy to do some more; I've got plenty of ideas for poses."

"Yes, can't wait" he giggled and gave me a big kiss. This time it was more than just a peck on the lips and had I wanted I could have made it into a passionate one but I decided not. He was a sweet guy and that was where it would remain.

Within two weeks of the paintings for the hotel near Cork being shipped over and hung in accordance with Cain's instructions, all those for sale had been sold. I couldn't believe it and was suddenly flush with money. I'd also sold several at the London gallery including Joseph's nude in addition to several prints of that particular painting. The gallery loved it and wanted more so I put an advert in a gay magazine asking for guys interested in posing nude. I was surprised at how many applied. Some were no way suitable due to their looks but three in particular were just beautiful. Cain decided he'd sit in when they sat for me so he too could enjoy having a naked guy posing for almost an hour.

One guy in particular was very good. His name was Oliver and he was eighteen. He was studying in London having moved from New York to do so. He was perfectly natural and walked round naked as if it was the normal thing to do. I'd got hold of a mattress being thrown out and had covered it with some fabric to make it look sumptuous. I then got Oliver to lay on this in a somewhat seductive pose. He had beautiful blue eyes which Cain said were like mine. As he smiled his eyes shone which made drawing him even more of a delight. He was perfectly happy having his face shown full on, as well as the rest of his beautiful body. His first sitting ended up by being a full day having decided I could produce several paintings of him in different poses. In one he even produced a semi erection which although I couldn't include in the picture quite as hard as I would have liked but I did manage to make it interesting.

When we'd finished, Cain invited him to our apartment for a meal which he readily accepted. We felt it was the least we could do since he'd done far more than we'd expected for the agreed fee but he seemed to enjoy being the centre of attention.

"Would you like a shower first?" Shane asked since I'd rubbed a small amount of oil over his gorgeous body to make it shine. He had even let me rub it over his cock which reacted to my touch! He said he'd love one so slipped on the robe I'd provided for him to use whilst resting in between sits although he'd never used it. We therefore led him back to the apartment with him in the robe and me carrying his clothes. Fortunately there were backstairs we could use without going into the main hotel. Oliver loved the apartment and when he'd showered he came out stark naked having left the robe in the bathroom.

"Hope you don't mind but I always relax naked" he grinned.

"Not at all" I replied enjoying the view.

"You should try it" he grinned. I looked at Cain and said "Why not" so we both stripped off and joined Oliver. He clearly enjoyed gazing at our nakedness. Cain had phoned down for our meal to be brought up to the apartment. In no way were we going to miss out on having Oliver sitting naked with us. When the door buzzer sounded, I slipped on my robe and went to open the door. It was Pablo as usual and when he saw me he grinned.

"Hi Pablo"

"Hi Mr Sean" he beamed as he pushed the trolley into the hallway. He always called me that instead of using my last name. He was about to take the trolley into the living room when I suddenly remembered that both Cain and Oliver were sitting their naked.

"It's okay Pablo; I'll take it from here". He gave a knowing grin and turned round. In my haste to grab the trolley from him my robe had parted slightly at the front. I saw his eyes look down and open wide.

"Mm, nice" he muttered.

On an impulse I followed him out of the door into the vestibule outside. "Would you be interested in sitting for me one day so I could draw you?"

He gave one of his winning smiles and pondered for a moment. "What naked do you mean?"

"If you wanted, it's up to you; you'd receive a fee of course and nobody need know."

"Okay, yes, I'd like to do that; always fancied being a model for an artist."

Having agreed a convenient day for him to come when he was next off shift, I patted his butt and made my way back inside. When I pushed the trolley into the living room where the dining table was situated, Cain and Oliver were busy feeling each other. I smiled to myself and wheeled the trolley over to the table.

"Okay guys, dinner is served". They both jumped up sporting the makings of an erection. I could see this was going to be an interesting evening.

After our meal we returned to the sofas and had some fun together. Things never progressed beyond sucking each other off but it was very enjoyable. Eventually Oliver left having agreed another sitting with him a few days later. I had plenty of ideas of how I could include him in paintings. I then told Cain about Pablo agreeing to sit.

"I thought you were looking pleased with yourself when you walked in with the trolley" Cain laughed.

"Not half as pleased as you were from what I could see" I teased him.

"Yeah, well, he was a stunner wasn't he; anyhow, I think I'll leave you alone for Pablo's sittings; don't want rumours to start round the hotel."

"Can Pablo be trusted not to say anything?"

"Oh yes, he knows when to keep his mouth shut"

The following day Cain took me to Expectations to purchase some leather gear for me. He'd worn his own which consisted of tight fitting leather trousers and a leather coat. We decided to use the back entrance to exit so as to avoid any comments from staff.

I knew little about leather gear so left Cain and the assistant to advise me. They picked out several different pairs of leather trousers which I tried on whilst they looked on. Cain had told me to wear a scanty pair of briefs so they wouldn't show through. When I'd stripped off my jeans the assistant clearly liked what he saw. I eventually chose a soft leather pair not dissimilar to Cain's, having decided the others were too stiff.

"Very nice" the assistant commented as he gazed at my package that was now clearly showing. "They feel even better with nothing on underneath" he grinned as I started to take them off.

"Sure do" Cain chuckled, "I never wear anything under mine". Hearing this made the assistant take a closer look. He nodded and grinned before returning to the counter. We'd also selected a long leather coat and a pair of leather boots so I was now set for a night out at a leather club.

The following Friday Cain took me to a private gay club which once a month had a leather only event. We dressed in our leather gear and as Cain did, I dispensed with underwear. If felt a bit odd feeling my tackle rubbing against the soft lining inside but it was certainly rather erotic. The leather also stretched over my package and Cain said it looked very inviting as was his. Having donned our long leather coats we slipped out of the back entrance without anyone seeing us. Being an old building it was festooned with backstairs so when required you could move around the building without using the public corridors.

It was a member's only club so Cain acted as my sponsor. Having paid my fee plus the entry fee for the evening we made our way down into a basement. Cain had given me a rough idea of what went on but even so I was slightly nervous having not been to such an establishment before. My ex and I tended to go to the normal gay clubs, although some of those had seedy back-rooms where goodness knows what went on but we kept clear of such areas.

One thing I had learned about Cain was that he smoked marijuana every so often. He was a recreational user and only then when he came to places like this where he knew guys who supplied it. Whether the club knew or allowed it I have no idea but numerous guys were smoking it although I did later find out that the club did not allow what they called heavy drugs. I'd smoked the odd joint over the years and had always enjoyed it so I was not averse to doing so here. Cain seemed to be known by several guys who came up and said hello. They hugged, kissed and had a good feel whilst they were at it before he introduced me. I then received the same treatment so was happy enough. My bulge inside my leathers was soon a lot larger which presumably was the idea.

There were all types but one thing was clear. They were all well off even though they came from different backgrounds. On the whole everybody was very nice and I enjoyed their company, especially if they got fruity and gave me a good feel. Several guys wore leather chaps and once the drink flowed, no doubt assisted by a few joints, the fronts of the chaps were removed so not only did you have a good view of a naked butt but a cock hanging out as well. Needless to say, such organs didn't remain flaccid for long!

It was gone two in the morning by the time we made our way home. By this time both Cain and I, along with many others, were showing off a full erection inside our leathers due to the attention they received. It was just as well that leather stretched to fit what was inside!

We grabbed a cab and got the driver to drop us off at the end of the street. Cain decided it wasn't a good idea to tell the driver where we were actually going so we walked the few yards round to the back of the hotel and gained entrance via the back door. To avoid using the lift we walked up the four floors to our apartment and slipped inside. Once there, we fell into each other's arms and kissed. By now we were aching to have sex but getting tight leather trousers off whilst kissing is not easy so we eventually moved into the bedroom and undressed. Once naked we fell into bed and made passionate love. I never tired of making love to Cain because he was so sensuous and seemed to know every button to press on my body. Being tired I let him do whatever he wanted.

We were late up on the Saturday morning and were woken by his phone ringing. There was a problem guest at reception who was demanding to see the manager. Since the General Manager was off duty, Cain was the one who had to be called. He hastily dressed and made his way down. When he returned some twenty minutes later I was still in bed having decided to wait until he returned, just in case he was up for some more action.

"All sorted?" I chuckled looking at how sexy he looked even though he'd thrown on a pair of slacks and a tight fitting T shirt beneath a very smart jacket.

"Yeah, snotty nosed git was arguing about his charges but eventually he realised we were right and he was wrong. The only saving grace was that he had with him a very nice looking son who must have been about seventeen or eighteen. He kept looking me over whilst I talked with his father. If he wasn't gay I'm a Dutchman. The guy oozed camp."

"God you look sexy" I eventually told him. He'd removed his jacket so I got out of bed and slipped off his T shirt. I then felt down below and realised he'd put the trousers on without anything on underneath. It didn't take much encouragement for a nice bulge to be pressing against the slacks. When he was fully erect I unzipped him and removed the trousers. I then took the gorgeous organ into my mouth and gave him a good suck.

"Don't bring me off" he laughed, "I've got plans for you". I was intrigued so stopped sucking immediately. He then told me to lie on my back and close my eyes. Suddenly I felt a blindfold being fitted and then my arms being outstretched above my head. I had a good feeling what was going to happen next and sure enough I felt my hands being handcuffed to the bed rails. He then crawled over my naked body and licked me. Having gone from head to toe he opened my legs wide and lifted them over my chest. I then felt those being tied to the bed rails with some straps. My arse was nicely stretched open and I felt a hot tongue licking across it before being pushed inside. I was in heaven. I then felt his cock pressing up against my hole. It felt different from usual. In fact I could feel the naked flesh of his head pressing against me. For a moment I thought he was just playing with me but suddenly he pushed some more and in it slipped.

"Is that what I think it is?" I giggled.

"Yep; thought it was time we dispensed with condoms and felt each other raw; you don't mind do you?"

"Not at all, it feels so much nicer". We'd both been tested soon after we got together just to be safe so we knew we were both okay. "Only between us though" I added as he started thrusting in and out.

"Of course; why are you planning on fucking some other guy?"

"Mm, you never know" I teased him.

"Right, for that I'm going to give you a good long hard fuck"

"Ooh, yes please; can't wait". He did as well and it felt fantastic. Eventually I felt his body tense just before that moment when it takes over and he let rip inside of me.

"Yeah, beautiful; now I've filled you up with my lovely thick creamy cum" he giggled as he slapped the side of my butt. As he continued fucking he grabbed hold of my fully erect cock and brought that off too. Suddenly I let forth and felt pools of cum land on my chest. Not being able to see all this gave an added dimension. It was something we did frequently to each other after that and we never used protection again having promised we'd always do so in the event of fucking someone else. I certainly never did and I doubt he did too. We were monogamous when it came to fucking even though we did enjoy the occasional suck of another cock.

I was busy preparing the studio when Pablo arrived. He looked very sexy in his tight fitting T shirt and casual jeans which were halfway down his butt. He'd brought with him his work clothes since I'd said I wanted to do a painting of him as a waiter as well as in the nude. As soon as he saw me he came up and gave me a big hug. As usual his grin lifted my heart. He really was a lovely guy and every bit as good looking as Joseph who came up to the studio whenever he was off so he could just watch me. I didn't mind since he just sat there without interrupting me. Fortunately he was on duty on this particular day so wasn't likely to come up whilst I had Pablo with me. In any event I always locked the door just to be safe.

I suggested to Pablo that I first draw him in his waiter uniform so he quickly changed whilst I prepared the easel. I was often asked why I drew my subjects in pencil first before painting and didn't require them to be present when I did the actual painting. I used the same process for all my pictures. The reason was that firstly I had a photographic memory so could recall the person or scene when the time came to paint provided I'd made sufficient notes to remind me of expressions, the colour of their skin, eyes, hair and anything else I particularly wanted to include in the picture. Secondly, I only painted my interpretation of the scene I was looking at rather than an accurate reproduction so if the colours or content were slightly different it didn't matter. This enabled me to include things which the average person may not see. For people, I used my pencil drawing to replicate an accurate copy onto the picture I was placing them in.

I got Pablo to hold some plates I'd brought from our apartment as if he was about to serve a guest. I'd add the food when I did the painting. I then drew him placing the plate in front of an imaginary guest at my table. Like Joseph he stood perfectly still without saying anything. It also gave me the opportunity to admire his beautiful form.

"Okay, all done"

"Can I see?"

"Of course" I replied so he walked over to the easel and looked at what I'd done.

"Wow, they are beautiful"

"You certainly are" I chuckled and put an arm round him. He immediately snuggled against me and placed an arm round my waist. He was very similar in height to Joseph and his head came up to just above my shoulder. I turned and kissed the top of his head which made him snuggle even tighter against me. The problem was it caused a reaction down below which I tried to ignore.

It was almost lunchtime so I invited him to the apartment to have a sandwich with me since Cain had gone to one of the other hotels in the City for the day. As soon as we arrived, Pablo set to and made the sandwiches from the limited ingredients we had. When he'd finished and I suggested we ate at the table in the kitchen, I had a feeling he felt uneasy about being in the apartment. When he came in wheeling his trolley with our meals he always seemed perfectly confident so I put it down to the fact that he was not on duty on this occasion.

"How about we take these up to the studio and eat there?" He immediately jumped at the idea so I grabbed two beers from the fridge and he carried the plate of sandwiches. Once in the studio we decided to sit on the mattress I'd prepared for his nude pictures. We sat casually on the floor and I could see he felt far more at ease than in the apartment. It was also warm since the sun was beating down on the skylight so we both removed our T shirts and sat bare feet as if we were having a picnic.

"You have a nice body" I commented looking at his very sexy torso.

"So do you" he grinned and placed a hand on my leg. The warmth of his hand immediately sent signals to my crotch so I soon had an erection. He grinned and casually felt his own which was also hard from what I could see.

"You're quite sure you want to do the nude work are you" I said trying to get my mind off the effect he was having on me although as soon as I'd said it I felt my cock jump to attention.

"Of course" he grinned, "As long as it doesn't matter me being stiff" he added with a glint in his eye. I again looked at the said area and could see he was certainly stiff and showing off a good sized erection.

"It certainly doesn't bother me" I chuckled.

"So I can see" he laughed and moved a hand onto my bulge. By now we'd finished eating and were drinking our cans of beer. I leant back as if to say "Carry on", which is precisely what he did. I was pleased he felt he could be so relaxed with me. For the next few moments he caressed my bulge which made it jump yet again.

I'd finished my beer so I suggested we get to work otherwise I could see us ending up spending the afternoon having sex. He took the hint and stripped off. As I'd suspected he had a huge stiff cock which was ready for action which did nothing to calm mine but I did my best. Having put him into the pose I wanted for the first sketch he lay there motionless. As I sketched I couldn't get his stiff cock out of my mind so decided to produce some smaller sketches on another piece of paper showing him with it. I also produced a close up of the organ in question since it had a rather nice shape.

The official sketch for the painting didn't have a raging hard-on although I did show him with a large flaccid organ. Once that was done I put him into another pose and sketched away. Having completed three more sketches in different poses I decided I had enough. He stood up and walked to where I was standing by the easel to have a look.

"Fuck, they're brilliant" he exclaimed.

"Are you sure you want your face in the final paintings? I can blur it slightly if you'd prefer." Having thought the matter over he decided that perhaps that would be best although in reality I don't think he was that bothered.

"And you reckon once you've finished the actual paintings these will sell do you?"

"No doubt about that" I laughed, "So you'll receive a nice sum of money once they do". I'd agreed to let him have a percentage of the sale price as I had done with Joseph so as to make it worth their while, and encourage them to pose for me again! "And you can have this" I said pointing to the smaller sketch I'd done of him showing his erection and the close up.

"Oh yes, brilliant" he said excitedly and immediately threw his arms round me. As he pressed himself against me I could feel his cock hardening. It seemed the guy had a permanent erection which caused mine to do the same. He looked up at me and gave another or his heart warming grins. I just couldn't resist him so bent my head forward and kissed him. As soon as I did he pressed his lips against mine and we were soon into a passionate kiss. I suddenly felt his tongue forcing its way into my mouth which I allowed him to do. I could feel my own cock aching to get out of my jeans and I could feel it weeping. As if reading my mind he reached down and felt it which made it jump to attention some more. I then felt him unzip me and release my jeans. They were soon round my ankles so I deftly stepped out of them so as to avoid falling over since things were getting very intense. His hand was now feeling my erection through my briefs and the warmth made it swell even more. I decided to reach down and feel his which was now rock hard. As I did so he slipped his hand inside my briefs and grasped my naked organ. I gasped and I sensed a wicked grin on his face. He knew precisely what he was doing and I had a feeling it hadn't ended yet.

After a few minutes he led me over to the mattress and before I had time to drop down onto it he'd removed my briefs. We were now both stark naked with erections waving in the air. We both dropped onto the mattress and he pressed me down onto my back and lay on top of me. Our cocks ground together as we kissed and I could feel his weeping along with my own. For a moment I tried to remember whether I had in fact locked the door but was fairly sure I had. I hoped to god I had because in no way did I want anyone suddenly coming in. I wasn't even sure I knew whether to tell Cain about what was happening.

"You've got a lovely mouth to kiss" he suddenly said having pulled out of it, "And a beautiful cock".

I wasn't too sure what to say so I just grinned and let him continue with his agenda. It was clear he knew precisely what he wanted to do. He slowly licked down my naked body tweaking my nipples on the way and when he reached my organ which was bobbing up and down with excitement he took it into his mouth. I've had quite a few blow jobs in my time but this guy was something else. Despite me being almost eight inches long when fully erect with a sizeable girth, he took the whole organ straight into his mouth without gagging. I could feel the head rubbing inside his throat and it was the most wonderful feeling I'd ever had. He sucked away until suddenly I shot my load right down his throat. As he continued sucking he was busy wanking himself off. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him erupt and ribbons of white creamy cum shoot out which landed on my abdomen. When we were both spent he moved back on top of me and held me tight as we kissed.

"Thank you; that was the best sex I've had for a long time" he grinned having now sat up and straddled my chest.

"Thank you; it was brilliant."

"I won't tell anyone you know that don't you" he said seriously. I nodded and smiled at him before pulling him down for another kiss.

"You're a very sweet guy"

"You won't tell Mr Parkes will you" he suddenly said with concern in his eyes, "I don't want to get the sack".

I smiled again and held his face. "Don't worry, this is just between us and won't go beyond these four walls."

"Thanks; you're so sexy I couldn't stop myself"

"And you" I grinned which seemed to satisfy his concern.

I never told Cain despite not liking secrets between us but I could see it meant a lot to Pablo so I kept my promise. I finished the paintings a few weeks later and sent them to the gallery for them to frame and put on show. As I expected, they sold like hot cakes including most of the limited prints they produced. Pablo couldn't believe it when I gave him his share of the sale. Needless to say he gave me a big large hug with an even larger kiss. Fortunately Cain wasn't around to witness it.

I still had the paintings to do for the Knightsbridge hotel so once all the others were finished I set to and made sketches of scenes within the hotel and the surrounding area. Having chosen which to produce paintings from I set to work. Once completed I asked Cain to choose which he wanted for permanent display and which to put up for sale. He in fact chose six which were proudly hung by the maintenance guy with Joseph's help who frequently assisted him. When staff realised I'd painted them I received numerous congratulations. Those put up for sale were also soon snapped up by discerning guests and even the General Manager purchased one. It meant I now had to think of other scenes to produce yet more paintings but London was a wonderful canvass to work from so there was no shortage of scenes and places to paint.

As time went by I did the same for the other three hotels in London and the five round the country. I also told Cain that when we next went over to Ireland I'd do some more for the hotel near Cork.

"You are so talented" he said one day having viewed another batch I'd produced, "And so sexy" he added with a big grin. I was tempted to strip him naked there and then and make love to him on the mattress but decided not to since I would feel uncomfortable in view of what I'd done with Pablo.

Although Cain spoke to his dad almost every day, he only went to see him every two months because of time restraints. He seemed to spend all his time dealing with hotel matters and sometimes I felt he should have a rest. Our relationship was well and truly sealed and whilst he attended to hotel business I sketched or painted so we both had things to keep us occupied. When we did meet up, sometimes during the day but always each evening of course, we fell into each other's arms and kissed, hugged and had a good feel which invariably ended up in bed. We just couldn't get enough of each other and I was certainly not complaining.

His two month visit was upon us so on the Friday morning David drove us to Paddington to get our train. We could have driven the whole way but Cain always decided it was quicker and more comfortable to go by train since we'd be met the other end by his dad's house manager. He was a Danish guy called Janek and according to Cain was really nice. He lived in with his girlfriend Abbie so between them they looked after the house and made all the meals for Cain's dad, his Uncle Tom and his partner Dan. Janek and Abbie were in their mid thirties and had looked after the family for just on five years now.

When we arrived in Oxford, a beaming Janek was waiting for us. As Cain had said, the guy was delightful. Once he'd given Cain a quick hug and a kiss on each cheek, I was introduced and he did the same to me. I was feeling slightly nervous about meeting everyone but at least this part calmed my nerves. All I now had to do was meet Cain's dad.

I needn't have worried of course because as soon as he'd hugged and kissed his son he turned to me.

"So, you're the wonderful guy I've heard so much about" he grinned. I squatted down beside his wheelchair and before I knew what was happening he'd pulled me into a hug.

"I hope it was all good" I chuckled.

"Oh, don't worry; according to my son you're the best guy walking on this earth" he grinned, "Now bugger off son because I want to chat with your gorgeous boyfriend."

Cain and I grinned at each other and he disappeared leaving me with his dad. I sat down beside him and we talked.

"Well, you've certainly done something for my son; I've never seen him so happy but then I can see why" he started. He then wanted to talk to me about my art and what kind of work I normally did. Cain, unbeknown to me, had apparently emailed him some photos of the artwork I'd done for the hotel near Cork and the latest work for the Knightsbridge hotel. I just hoped he hadn't mentioned the nude work. From what he said he was impressed with my work which put me at ease, although by this time it felt I'd known him for years. He was a lovely guy and I took to him immediately.

Twenty minutes later, Cain joined us. "Have you finished quizzing my boyfriend dad? I want to introduce him to Tom and Dan."

"Yes, off you go; and by the way, you're right son, he really is stunning!" his dad grinned. My face went red with embarrassment since I certainly wasn't used to parents talking like that but then Cain's dad was not a normal parent and certainly nothing like mine.

Cain just laughed and took my hand. "Yeah, he's the best in the world". He then gave me a kiss with his dad looking on with pride. Why the hell couldn't my parents be like that?

As we made our way into the large hall, Cain explained that his dad had a suite of rooms on the ground floor of the west wing and Tom and Dan had their suite of rooms on the first floor of the east wing. The kitchen and dining room were on the ground floor beneath them and Cain's room was situated on the first floor of the west wing along with other guest bedrooms and an enormous bathroom that had everything you could possibly want in it. Apart from the guest rooms all the other bedrooms had their own en-suite bathroom. At the back of the house on the ground floor there was a large conservatory which overlooked the garden and was used by the whole household. Janek and Abbie now occupied the stable block which had been converted into a small apartment for them following the riding accident and the removal of all horses.

"Everyone seems happy enough so it works well" Cain commented. When we reached Tom and Dan's suite he knocked on the door and shortly afterwards a guy opened it. There was no doubt that this was Tom. He was an older version of Cain and just as beautiful. If this was how Cain looked in twenty years time I certainly wasn't going to complain.

"Come on in guys" Tom said as he swept Cain into his arms. It was again a very welcoming embrace with lots of kisses. Tom then turned to me and grinned. "So, you're the guy who has swept this gorgeous nephew of mine off his feet."

"Yep, seems so" I giggled as he pulled me into an equally passionate embrace and gave me kisses on both cheeks. He then led us into the living room which overlooked the garden and introduced me to Dan. He was younger than Tom by four years and more sedate but very welcoming all the same.

"Come and sit down and give us all the news" Tom said excitedly before adding "And first of all I want to know how you two met".

Cain and I grinned at each other and he gave a brief explanation of what had happened. "Ah, so dumped and then picked up; now that's what I call good timing" he laughed. Again I immediately felt at home with both of them and we sat and chatted for quite some time whilst we drank a glass of wine which Dan had suddenly produced. Suddenly someone's mobile beeped which was to indicate that lunch was ready downstairs so we all trooped into the dining room. When we'd all sat down with Cain's dad at the head of the table with Cain and me on one side and Tom and Dan on the other, Janek and Abbie appeared with the food. I was briefly introduced to Abbie who appeared to be a lively soul. I kept on thinking back to my family home and how different it all was.

"I understand you and your parents are estranged" Cain's dad suddenly said as if reading my mind.

I nodded before adding that they couldn't accept my sexuality.

"Oh god, that must be awful" Tom exclaimed.

"Why the fuck some people can't accept that we are all different beats me" Cain's dad remarked. For a moment I was stunned to hear him say that but then he'd accepted his brother being gay and then his son. "Anyhow, you are now part of this family Sean so you are always welcome to come here with or without your boyfriend and if you need a wise shoulder to cry on you just let me or Tom know."

"And why should he need that?" Cain laughed.

"If the poor guy has got to put up with you all the time he'll need someone to talk to sometimes" Tom laughed.

"Thanks very much; love you too" Cain retorted pretending to look upset.

"I'm sure he won't" Cain's dad replied "but even so Sean, you're always welcome to talk to one of us if the need arises; however much you're in love, sometimes it's useful to bend another ear."

I took hold of Cain's hand. "He really is a lovely guy but thanks for the offer".

"Thank you my love; glad to see someone here appreciates me" Cain laughed.

"I'm sure he does that" Tom laughed, "Probably every night". With that both Cain and I blushed. I certainly wasn't used to such frank talk with parents and neither was Cain I suspected, but it really did make me feel part of the family which meant a lot to me.

We spent a happy weekend chatting and laughing with everyone and on the Saturday Cain showed me round the grounds. They weren't that large now since over the years various bits had been sold off but they were still fairly extensive. On the Saturday evening, we all went down to the local pub for a drink and Cain proudly pushed his dad along in the wheelchair. It took just on ten minutes to get there and as soon as we arrived everybody made room for him and welcomed us. Although I loved London, it made a change from the busy life there where nobody really knew anyone.

Once we'd returned from Oxford, I set about doing sketches for each of the other hotels in London but on the first available day I got Cain to pose for me. We first did the official portrait pose which I'd decided to do with the main staircase of the Knightsbridge hotel as the background. It was a beautifully carved staircase so would make a great background.

"Okay, strip off" I grinned once I'd finished all I needed for the portrait. "You're sure you want to do this?" I then asked as I watched him remove his clothes.

"Of course, as long as you don't mention it to anyone" he giggled. "This will be just for us".

"I was thinking I'd do a self portrait and include both of us; what do you think?"

"Yeah, that's a great idea; how about showing us reclining on the sofa in each other's arms; would that be possible?"

I decided it would be but first needed to get some good sketches of his naked form so we spent the rest of the afternoon working on that. I'd never done a self portrait before but decided to use the long mirror in our dressing room to sketch myself and then somehow translate that into a reclining figure. As always it would be my interpretation of two naked guys in love with each other so didn't have to be exact.

The problem was that sketching the guy I loved totally stark naked caused me to react in all kinds of ways; one being the obvious. By the time I'd finished, I was rock hard. When Cain moved round to see what I'd done he noticed and immediately took hold of the offending bulge. It didn't take long for me also to be naked with him on his knees sucking me off.

"Oh fuck" I yelled in a muffled voice some while later as I felt my climax reaching its peak. Cain continued sucking until it had done so and I'd filled his mouth with my thick creamy man juice. Not wanting to miss an opportunity I went straight onto my knees and did the same to him. When we were both fully spent we laughed and fell into each other's arms.

"Have I ever told you" he giggled "that I love you with all my heart".

"Mm, you may have done but I think you'd better say it again just to make sure".

"Sean Avara, I love you with all my heart; always have and always will".

"And Cain Parkes, I too love you with all my heart and want to be part of your life forever".

"Do you really?" he suddenly asked looking very serious.

"Of course; why, don't you?"

"Don't be daft, of course I do; perhaps at some point in our relationship we should consider getting married."

"Yeah, suits me; for better or for worse" I chuckled but meant every word.

Two weeks later I'd finished the official portrait and was well on the way with our nude painting. Cain was delighted with the official one and we sent if off to be framed. So far it had been kept a secret from everyone including his father but we asked the gallery to take a print so we could give his dad a copy. When it was finally delivered we asked the maintenance guy to come and hang it where I felt it would look best. All the staff stood round and when it was uncovered they gasped.

"Wow, that is beautiful" I heard several staff say. I felt a wave of happiness flow over me. It was always good to receive praise but it was even better to hear these particular comments.

A few days later I'd finished the nude painting of us laying in each other's arms on a sofa and looking into each other's eyes. I had to admit it was beautiful and Cain wept when he first saw it. I'd not allowed him to see it part done so it was a complete surprise.

"I so wish we could let others see how beautiful it is" he cried, "Thank you so much; I shall spend hours admiring that on our bedroom wall". We carefully wrapped it in a blanket, just in case we met someone on our way back to our apartment and once there we agreed the perfect place for it. I'd managed to borrow a hammer and obtain suitable picture hooks from the maintenance guy saying we wanted to hang a picture so we hung it immediately.

"Do I really look as good as that naked?" Cain chuckled as we stood back and admired it.

"You do in my eyes" I replied and hugged him close to me.

"And what about me?" I teased him.

"Fuck yes, every bit as good if not better; you've done a fantastic job; in years to come it will be worth millions I expect".

"Mm, if only" I laughed and then took him into my arms and kissed him. As usual it didn't take much for us to be naked yet again and making love on the bed with the painting looking over us.

It was a week later when the maintenance guy called me to ask if I could go down and see Joseph. I dropped everything and found him sitting in the small workshop at the back of the hotel.

"Whatever's the matter Joseph?" I asked seeing him in floods of tears. He was crying so much that he couldn't speak so the maintenance guy passed over a letter Joseph had received that morning.

"I'm so very sorry to inform you that both your parents were involved in a terrible tragedy at their home" I read. The letter continued to explain that both his parents had been stabbed to death by a man they'd found in their home trying to rob them. I re-read the letter twice over trying to get it into my head. I knew Joseph's parents had disowned him due to his sexuality and that was why he'd left his home town in the Philippines but to receive news like this and in this way was a hell of a shock for anyone.

I immediately took him into my arms and hugged him. Since Cain was out I gently led him up to our apartment. I couldn't really think what to say to him. What the hell does one say to someone who receives such tragic news whatever your feelings are about your parents? I tried to think how I would feel if I received such news even though I hadn't spoken to my parents for several years. Gradually he calmed down as I hugged him and gently kissed his head. He then looked up at me with doleful eyes and I gently kissed him on the lips.

"I'm so sorry Joseph; who is the letter from?"

"An aunt"

"Did she not have a telephone number to call you?"

He shook his head. "After I'd been forced out I never kept in contact although they knew I worked here."

I sat and thought what to do. I knew I had to call Cain to tell him but first I made Joseph a cup of tea. Cain was also shocked and told me to comfort Joseph as best I could. He also said that in no way was he to be allowed to go home on his own and that he could use our guest room for a night or so. I went back to see Joseph who was just sitting there looking blank. I had a feeling he'd slipped back into a state of shock. I again sat beside him and held him tight. He involuntarily nestled his head against my chest. The tears had stopped but I could tell that his mind was in turmoil.

I gently told him what Cain had said about him staying with us for the time being but I wasn't sure if he really took it in. He was dressed in his work uniform and I guessed he'd need to go home to collect a change of clothes and personal items. Whilst I held him in my arms, I called David and asked him to meet us at the back entrance. I decided it was best that we didn't go through the main part of the hotel since I guessed the news would have got round by now and the last thing Joseph wanted at the moment was people buzzing round him. I told him what we were going to do and helped him on with his jacket. He seemed to be operating on auto pilot and just did whatever I said.

When we got downstairs we found David waiting for us. "I'm so sorry Joseph" was all he said as he gently laid a hand on Joseph's shoulder. We climbed in the back and I gave David the address of Joseph's bedsit which I'd obtained from the General Manager's office. David eventually pulled up outside a rundown building in Kings Cross. From the outside it looked a complete dump and I guessed what it would look like inside. My guess was right, in fact it was far worse than I had imagined. The stairways were filthy and stank as if people had urinated in them. We made our way up to the fourth floor and I opened the door to Joseph's bedsit using the key he'd given me earlier.

As we walked in I was shocked. Although the place was tidy, it was a complete dump. There were wet patches on the ceiling caused by water leaks from the roof, and I noticed large areas of mould on some of the walls. Neither of the two windows closed properly so there was a large gap through which the cold winter wind would flow and the paintwork was peeling off the rotten wood below. The carpet was threadbare and in places showing through to the floorboards. There was no wardrobe so Joseph's clothes were hung on a series of hooks on one wall. There wasn't even a chest of drawers so his non hanging clothes were neatly stacked on the floor beside the bed which looked as if it should have been thrown out long ago.

For a moment I just stood open mouthed and said nothing, since Joseph was in no state to talk about it. I could see he'd done his best to make it habitable but basically it was not fit for human occupation. He sat down on the bed and just stared at the blank wall ahead of him. I picked up a holdall I found in one corner and packed as much as I could into it. I made an instant decision that in no way was he coming back to this place whatever happened. I then noticed a small cardboard box under the bed. I pulled it out and peered inside. It was full of personal items such as photos and mementos. I gave it to him to hold which he did without asking why. I couldn't get everything into his holdall so I left what remained neatly hung on a hook. I collected his toiletries off a shelf and placed them in the holdall.

Leaving him to carry his box of personal items I took the holdall and led him outside. As we walked along the corridor to go downstairs I noticed an open door to the communal bathroom. I peered in and was again shocked at the state of it. The place was falling apart. By the time we reached the car my blood was boiling. I couldn't believe that a landlord would charge a rent for such appalling conditions. The place was fit for one thing only and that was demolition. I felt like getting hold of the landlord and making him live there for a whole year just to see what his tenants had to endure. No doubt he lived in luxury on the proceeds of the exorbitant rents he charged, which I later found out were astronomical for what was provided.

Once back home I unpacked Joseph's bag, hung everything in the wardrobe and placed other items into a drawer. I took his box of personal items and placed that on top of the chest so he could see it was safe and sound. I then helped him change out of his work uniform and suggested he have a sleep since I'd given him a sedative on Cain's advice. Once naked, I took his beautiful body into my arms and hugged him again. He wrapped his arms round my waist and I kissed the top of his head. He said nothing but I could tell he was thanking me for what I'd done. Once in bed I gently covered him and kissed his forehead. He looked at me with his beautiful eyes and then closed them.

"If you need anything, just let me know; I shall be nearby" I said quietly as I left him.

Cain arrived home soon after lunch. He read the letter and was shocked as I was. I then told him about the state of Joseph's living conditions and wished I'd taken some photos for him to see.

"It was terrible Cain, I've never seen such appalling conditions; in no way can we let him return; what can we do for him?"

Cain pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "We'll find somewhere else for him; in fact I know where he can go". He then told me that he owned two properties in a mansion block in Kensington. One was a small studio apartment that he'd lived in when he was at college and started working for his father. "It will be ideal for him and I'll just charge him whatever he's paying now; it's currently on a short term let but the tenant is due to vacate shortly."

I pulled him into a passionate kiss and thanked him. He really was such a kind caring guy. I was well aware of the cost of rental accommodation in London and unless you moved well out of the centre it was almost impossible for people on low incomes to afford anywhere. Affordable housing was rapidly disappearing but I knew that Joseph wanted to live reasonably near his work rather than have to travel a long distance each day, which in itself was expensive.

"In the meantime he can stay with us but I'd like to see his accommodation for myself and take some photos because I think it's time we went public about greedy landlords such as his."

So that was what he did. He got David to drive him round and he took loads of photographs of the dilapidated building, the appalling stairs and the terrible state of Joseph's room. By the time he came home he had fifty photos giving a full picture of the situation. He'd also collected the remainder of Joseph's things so the room was now empty. He then wrote to the local authority having included his photos and sent copies to the press and TV who all took the matter up. When they'd made their own inspections, Cain contacted the landlord on Joseph's behalf giving notice to quit and returning the keys. He added "And if you insist on the notice payment I will take you to court for housing people in conditions that are not fit for purpose and demand compensation." Needless to say he had no response but the local authority took him to court for not having proper fire procedures, no attempt to control rodents that were rife and a list of other issues.

On the day after Joseph had received the tragic news, he said he must get back to work but Cain wouldn't hear of it. Instead he was told to rest so I took him with me to the studio where he sat and watched me paint. During our time together I asked if he'd like to go home to see his aunt and visit where his parents had been buried. "Cain has said he'd pay the air fare and if you wanted I could accompany you".

He shook his head saying that his parents had never loved him and that life at home had been a misery which was why he eventually moved to England. "And I hardly knew my aunt so I see no point".

I felt so sorry for him and realised how alone he was. I knew only too well what it was like to have parents who didn't love you enough to accept who you were. I stopped what I was doing and took him into my arms. We just held each other for several moments before he looked up at me.

"Why is everyone being so kind to me?"

"Because everyone loves you and they want to help, especially since you are always willing to help others"

He nodded his head and then said "Thank you, you're very kind".

I smiled and kissed him on the lips. "It could also be that you're very sexy and gorgeous" I grinned.

This made him smile and it was good to see his gorgeous smile again.

The following day he looked much more cheerful and said he wanted to get back to work so Cain gave in and let him do so. We'd also discussed with him about Cain's offer of him renting the studio apartment. He couldn't believe that someone was prepared to do this for him, especially when he heard that Cain would only expect to be paid the rent he was paying for the other dump. As expected, members of staff were all over him when he emerged downstairs but he just smiled and went about his daily duties.

A few days later, Cain's tenant had vacated the studio apartment so he asked me to take Joseph along to look at it. There was no doubt that he'd want to live there but we wanted him to make the final decision. I decided to take him on the tube since it was only one stop away so having arranged time off for him we set off. From the outside the mansion block looked very grand and the entrance and stairway was a different life away from what he'd been used to. I could tell he was overawed with it all. We took the lift to the third floor and I unlocked the door for him to walk in. Once inside he stood open mouthed. It was beautifully furnished with everything he would need including its own small kitchen, a small sitting area divided off from the bedroom part with a floor to ceiling cupboard and bookcase and a small shower room off this.

"So, what do you think?" I grinned seeing he was overwhelmed. He turned, threw his arms round me and burst into tears. I pulled him close against me not sure whether they were tears of joy or sadness. The feel of his strong muscular body up close against mine had its usual effect which I tried to ignore. When his tears had subsided he looked up and smiled. "It's beautiful; is Mr Parkes really saying I can live here?"

"Yep" I nodded, "if you want to and all he wants you to pay is what you were paying for your bedsit".

"I can't believe it; am I dreaming all this?"

I laughed and pulled him even tighter against my bulge that was now full on. "Not unless I am too and I have a feeling I'm not from what I can feel".

He grinned and put his hand down to feel. "Yep, you're right; I always seem to have this effect on you".

"Mm, well, as I've said before you are very sexy and gorgeous".

Having told Cain that evening that he'd very much like to accept his kind offer I arranged for David to move all Joseph's belongings to his new abode the following morning. Joseph had finished his three day shift so had two days off to sort himself out. When David and I left him he was grinning like a Cheshire cat.

"I think we have one very happy bunny" David chuckled as we drove back to the hotel. "He's a lovely guy and deserves some luck."

Joseph became a good friend as well as an excellent employee. Cain and I often invited him to join us for a meal since we realised he was quite lonely because he didn't have any friends. We also found that he was an intelligent guy who followed music as well as art. Had he not had to leave home he would probably have gone on to further education and been more than a porter but he said he loved his job because he loved meeting people and helping them, and he also enjoyed doing odd maintenance jobs when required.

One thing we did ascertain was that he'd not been on holiday since joining the hotel and had never been out of London. Since Cain and I were due to visit each of the other five hotels in the country we invited him to come along. As usual he looked amazed that we'd suggest such a thing but said he'd love to.

On the morning that David drove us to Kings Cross to take the train to Newcastle, which was the first hotel on our list to visit, we'd arranged to collect Joseph from his new apartment. He was ready and waiting for us and I noted how sophisticated he looked when out of his usual hotel uniform. He had become a close friend and I always enjoyed his company. Despite him being on one of the bottom ladders as an employee at the hotel, out of work he chatted to me and Cain on an equal level and was well informed on current affairs. I also enjoyed his joyful attitude to life irrespective of his position. To the outsider he was a friend and colleague of ours so at each of the hotels we introduced him as such to save anyone asking him awkward questions. Even so, he insisted on carrying Cain's luggage onto and off the train even though we'd managed to stop him calling Cain sir or Mr Parkes when not at work. Cain knew that Joseph was particularly fond of me and probably fancied me but he also knew that our love for each other was strong. Joseph also knew that and never tried anything on beyond casual flirting and when on our own, a good feel down below which I never minded and frequently returned.

Most days Cain had meetings to attend so Joseph and I went out and I sketched various scenes for later use as paintings. We also enjoyed looking at the local sights and generally having a good time together. Since each hotel had a two bedroom suite put by for Cain's use it meant that Joseph was able to be with us at all times. He also had no hang-up over wandering around naked much to Cain's delight, and mine for that matter. I too often did the same but Cain was less adventurous and generally used a robe or went round in his briefs which always gave Joseph a good view.

We had five hotels to visit in all; Newcastle, Leeds, Manchester, Chester and Birmingham. On the whole we were lucky with the weather so could get out and about but in Manchester we had two days of continuous rain out of the three we were there. On the first day of rain, Cain had meetings all day including a lunchtime appointment with someone so we knew we wouldn't see him until the evening.

"So, what the fuck are we going to do?" Joseph giggled as he looked out the window wearing just his robe. It had become a habit for all three of us to have a light breakfast in the apartment rather than going to the restaurant. As such we just wore our robes and Cain got dressed afterwards. By this time Cain had left for his first meeting so we knew we had a full day on our own. I moved up behind him and looked out. It was still pouring down so there was no way we could go out.

"How about you do some more drawings of me naked?" Joseph suddenly said and felt behind him to feel my tackle through my robe. As usual it immediately reacted, which was why he did it.

"Okay" I grinned, "If you really want me to" and put my hands round his waist to unfasten his robe. I soon had it off him so he was standing stark naked looking out of the window. Fortunately we were on an upper floor so nobody could see in. He turned and gave me one of his usual grins as he wrapped his arms round me. We were soon kissing and it became somewhat more passionate than usual. "And I'd like you to be naked too so I can see what reaction I have on you whilst you draw me" he giggled.

"You know damn well what reaction you always have on me" I laughed.

"I know" he chuckled, "but I want to see it".

Without waiting for an answer he slipped my robe off so we were both standing there with dicks flying high. I told him to take up a pose on the sofa and grabbed hold of my pad and pencil. For a while he remained still but after a while he started playing with himself to keep his cock hard. I'd already got most of what I needed so I moved closer and drew a larger version of his cock showing every muscle and its beautiful head.

"Can I see?" he giggled and reached out for my organ which was still very much erect.

"In a minute" I replied as I finished the shading. I then held it up for him to see and he loved it. He sat up and pulled me forward by my cock until he could get his mouth round it. He then started sucking it and looked up at me with a mischievous grin.

"Draw me sucking your cock" he giggled before going back to the task in hand. It was a challenge I'd not done before so as he sucked I sketched the best I could. The feel of his hot lips round my head had me shaking with excitement but somehow I did manage the task. I showed it to him and he giggled. I'd never seen him in such a mischievous mood but I rather liked it. He went back to his task and took his time bringing me to a climax. By now I'd discarded my pad and was holding the back of his head and pulling it onto my shaft. I wanted to feel the whole length inside his mouth and he was more than willing to accept it.

"Ah, fuck" I yelled when that moment of wonder arrived and my nectar filled his mouth. He continued sucking until I was drained, both physically and mentally. I collapsed to my knees and we kissed. I could taste my own cum in his mouth and it was good. I then realised that I'd never actually sucked him off before since he'd always performed on me, so I bent down and took his thick shaft into my mouth.

"Oh god, yes" he yelled as I sucked away. Bit by bit I took the whole length until my nose was pressing against his black pubic hair. He tasted and smelt good so I continued sucking until I sensed his whole body tense and then release his thick creamy cum. I continued sucking until he was spent and almost screaming for me to stop. Once done, I looked up and grinned. We then kissed and collapsed onto the floor where we rolled around for quite some time before finally coming to a stop. I was thinking how nice it would be to fuck him and I'm sure he was thinking the same but we both knew that was never going to happen. Cain was my lover and he was the only one I fucked.

Finally we stopped and held each other in our arms. He gave me one of his adorable grins which melted my heart. "Thank you" he whispered, "That was nice".

"Thank you" I replied before giving him yet another kiss.

"You've no idea how happy you make me, and Cain of course; I never dreamt I'd be so happy."

It was said in a very genuine way so I knew he meant it. I noticed he had tears in his eyes which I assumed were emotional rather than sadness.

"You've never said much about your childhood; do you want to talk about it? You don't have to if you don't want but sometimes it helps put away what is hovering in the back of your mind."

He looked at me and for a moment I didn't think he was going to open up but suddenly he kissed me and rested his head on his hand.

"I always had the feeling that my parents didn't love me or want me. My aunt used to make comments which made me feel I'd been a big mistake and perhaps my parents had been forced to marry. They were very traditional in their beliefs so for my mother to be pregnant outside of marriage would not have been accepted by her family I suspect. Although the Philippines are supposed to be gay friendly despite having no legal protection, because of the catholic beliefs by many, being gay is considered a sin. As I grew up I never did the usual things boys did and once I was in my teens I was fairly camp so my parents soon realised I was 'one of them'. It was my aunt who forced the issue and asked point blank when I was eighteen. She wanted to know why I wasn't going out with girls and not showing any interest in marriage. One day I'd had enough of her mutterings so I told her that I was gay. She immediately told my parents so the shit hit the fan as it were and that was that. They didn't throw me out but they made life intolerable for me so one day I decided to come to England. First I took a kitchen job but I hated it and then I saw an advert for the post of hotel porter at the Parkes hotel in Knightsbridge. I applied and to my amazement I was taken on. The rest is history as it were."

I kissed him and said how sorry I was that he'd gone through such an ordeal but it was not that much different from my own except that my parents had thrown me out on the street when I came out as gay.

"Lunchtime" he suddenly grinned, "up here in the nude or downstairs?"

I rather fancied staying naked with him so opted for the former. I called downstairs and asked for a plate of sandwiches to be brought up. When the door buzzer sounded I hastily put on my robe and opened the door. A very nice looking guy was standing there and gave me a sweet smile. I took the tray of sandwiches from him and he left. I'd been tempted to let him bring them in but thought better of it knowing that Joseph was sitting in the living room stark naked.

We ended up sitting on the floor with the platter of sandwiches between us and our glasses of beer. We were like two schoolboys giggling and having fun with each other. By the time Cain returned we'd showered and were suitably clothed looking as if butter wouldn't melt in our mouths. His day had not gone well and I could tell he was in a ratty mood. I took him into my arms and hugged him, which soon made him smile and relax.

The next day was just as bad and we all three watched the rain lashing against the window. Cain was supposed to have one meeting that morning but it had been cancelled so he too was at a loose end.

"You could always do some more drawings of me" Joseph grinned. We'd never told Cain about the previous day's goings on.

"Yeah, why not" Cain replied excitedly much to my surprise, "in fact why not do one of the pair of us naked; just blur the faces."

I grinned and said I was happy to do that so they both stripped off their robes and adopted a pose on the floor. We spent most of the morning working on different poses, the latter becoming somewhat erotic since both had erections and they'd insisted on me removing my robe too so I was sporting one as well. When I'd finished and showed them the results they pulled me down on the floor to join them. The drawings were soon put to one side and the three of us had fun on the floor. Whilst Joseph sucked Cain, he sucked me and then we changed around. I lost count of how many loads I shot but it was good fun all the same.

From thereon, Cain often joined in the fun and games when Joseph was around which became a frequent event once we were home again. "He's such a lovely guy and so sexy" Cain commented after one such evening during which we'd had a meal with him in our apartment and then fooled around with each other afterwards.

"What, even sexier than me?" I laughed.

"Nah, nobody is as sexy as you" he giggled and took me to bed for a good stuffing to prove the point.

Cain and I had been together for just on seven months when I received a call from Ben, my ex.

"Hi Ben, how are things?" I answered breezily.

"Oh, hi Sean" There was then a long pause during which neither of us said anything. "Um, I was wondering if we could meet".

He didn't sound his usual bubbly self so I sensed something was wrong. "Is everything okay?"

"Um, could we meet somewhere?" he replied without actually answering my question.

"When did you have in mind?"

"Are you free this afternoon?"

"Sure, come to the Parkes Hotel in Knightsbridge at three"

"The Parkes?" he exclaimed, "that's fucking expensive". I laughed and assured him he wouldn't have to pay the bill and told him to report to reception and I'd meet him there.

"But why there?" he asked.

"Just come" I replied not wanting to explain why. I wanted him to meet Cain since I had a shrewd feeling what he was up to."

At three that afternoon reception called to say that Ben had arrived. I went down and saw him standing by reception. He still looked just as gorgeous and my heart skipped a beat but I knew we were well and truly finished. I walked up to him and shook his hand somewhat formally which I think surprised him.

"Could you arrange tea for two please Martha; we'll be in the lounge"

"Certainly Mr Avara" she replied as I led Ben into a lounge area that adjoined the reception.

"So, how are things?" I asked breezily as we sat down. He looked at me with sadness in his eyes and then looked round the room to see who else was there.

"Is there nowhere more private we could go?" he said in a shaky voice. It was then that I noticed tears in his eyes so suddenly realised something terrible had happened.

"Sure" I replied and stood up taking his arm as I did so. As we passed through reception I asked Martha to arrange for the tea to be brought up to the apartment. Ben again looked confused as he followed me to the lift. Just as we reached it I saw Pablo with a tray of tea. I called him over and asked if that was mine and he said yes so he accompanied us up to the apartment. Ben looked at Pablo totally confused since he had noticed that I was being treated somewhat differently to the normal guest. When we reached the apartment and I unlocked the door I could sense his questions piling up.

"Thanks Pablo, put it over there please". Having done so I added "Could you find Mr Parkes and ask him to join us please Pablo."

"Certainly sir" Pablo smiled and left us

Ben looked at me with a questioning look.

"Mr Parkes? Is that the Parkes who owns this chain of hotels?"

"Yep, he and I live together; he's my partner as in boyfriend."

For a few moments Ben tried to make sense of what I'd told him. By the time he had Cain was walking in so I introduced him.

"Cain, this is Ben, my ex; Ben this is Cain."

The two shook hands and Cain sat beside me on the sofa opposite to where Ben was sitting.

"So, what did you want to see me about?"

Ben looked at me and then Cain. I could sense he was feeling uncomfortable. "He's left me" he eventually said as his eyes welled up with tears.

"By he, are you referring to the guy you dumped me for?" I asked abruptly.

He nodded. "I thought he loved me" he cried as the tears began to roll.

"Ah, well, I know that feeling only too well" I retorted.

He looked at me as if I'd physically struck him. "I do still love you Sean".

"You have a funny way of showing it" I retorted.

"He used me; I've now found out that he'd been dumped by another guy and he just wanted a place to live whilst he found someone else to fuck."

"And I presume the other guy chucked him because he found out about you and him fucking each other whilst we were together."

He nodded and the tears flowed more freely.

"So I assume you're now expecting me to come crawling back are you? Well I'm sorry Ben, it's too late; I've found the guy I want to spend the rest of my life with and he's sitting right here." I took hold of Cain's hand and looked Ben in the eyes. I could see he was heartbroken and as much as I was tempted to say "Serves you fucking right" I couldn't.

"I think I'll leave you guys on your own for a while; will be back later Sean; and if Ben would like to join us for a meal this evening he's welcome to do so."

I turned to Cain and kissed him right there in front of Ben. I wanted him to have no doubt that he and I were finished for good. Cain left us and I looked at Ben. Tears were still pouring down his face and I couldn't just watch so I went to sit beside him and took him into my arms.

"I'm so sorry Ben; even you don't deserve to be treated like that". He snuggled his head onto my chest and for a moment it reminded me of how we'd spent many a night together. The problem was I still had feelings for him; we'd known each other since kids so I couldn't cast him aside when he was desperately in need.

Finally he stopped crying and he said how sorry he was about splitting us up. "At least you seem to have come out of all this okay" he grinned.

"Yeah, Cain is a lovely caring guy; how many people do you know who would invite their boyfriend's ex to stay for dinner?"

He laughed and I kissed him on the cheek. It was good to see the Ben I loved for so many years but time had moved on.

"We can stay friends can't we?" he said quietly.

"Of course we can; so why don't you go to the bathroom and freshen up and join us for a meal so we can catch up on happier news; I can recommend the food here and it's free."

He grinned and I showed him to the bathroom. Whilst he was gone, Cain returned. "He's freshening up and he's said he'd like to join us for a meal; thanks for inviting him."

Cain pulled me into his arms and kissed me. "It's the least I can do; I know you still have strong feelings for him and to be honest I can see why; he's hot isn't he".

I grinned. "Yeah, but not as hot as the guy I have in my arms".

Over our meal Ben updated me on what was happening at his place of work and I told him about the artwork I was doing for the hotel chain.

"Yeah, I saw some of your paintings hanging in reception; you're brilliant"

"So how are your mum and dad?" I asked quickly changing the topic.

"They're fine and often ask about you; in fact it's mum's birthday on Saturday and we're having a small gathering to celebrate; why don't you two come along, they'd love to see you again Sean."

I'd always loved Ben's parents because they'd made me feel wanted and had in effect been a mum and dad for me. I looked at Cain and he nodded his agreement so I said we'd love to come. When the meal was over, Ben went home. We all hugged and kissed promising to keep in contact, which we in fact did over the years to come.

When we arrived at the home of Ben's parents, his mum welcomed me with open arms saying how much she'd missed me. Having introduced Cain she welcomed him in much the same way. He then presented her with the enormous bouquet of flowers he'd bought and I presented her birthday gift which was a silk scarf. She loved both gifts and took us into the living room where Ben's dad was waiting to greet us along with Ben's sister. Ben came in from the kitchen where he was busy preparing the birthday meal we were to enjoy.

"So you're Cain Parkes who owns the Parkes group of hotels" Ben's dad exclaimed having shaken Cain's hand.

"Yep, one and the same" Cain grinned.

"Wow you seem to have made a catch Sean" he chuckled.

"And so have I" Cain added, "Sean is the kindest, caring, loving guy I've ever met; I love him to bits."

"Mm, it's a pity my idiot of a son didn't think the same"

"Do you mind dad" Ben groaned.

"Well, it's time you found a guy to love and be loved instead of dumping them"

"Yeah, okay dad I know I fucked up; no need to rub it in"

Everybody laughed trying to make Ben feel better.

"So, when are you two going to get married?" Ben's mum blurted out.

Cain and I grinned at each other. "Well, Sean has proposed to me and I've accepted so we hope to marry in about six months."

"Excellent because once you find the man you want to spend your life with you need to tie the knot as soon as you can; that's what I did with Ben's father; and don't forget to invite us because I love watching two people who are in love getting married."

Everybody laughed and Cain said they'd definitely be on the guest list.

So, six months later we were married at the Chelsea Registry Office in the presence of close family with Joseph acting as my witness and Cain's dad as his. We then went to the hotel in Kensington for a reception. We'd invited just on one hundred guests, including Ben and his parents of course plus representatives from each of the ten hotels. It was a wonderful day and one that I shall never forget. My only regret was that my parents weren't present. I'd written to them to say they were welcome to attend but I didn't even receive a reply. To make sure they'd received my letter I called my mother.

"You know our thoughts on the matter Sean; we don't accept your disgusting lifestyle"

"And I don't accept homophobic and hateful parents" I replied and slammed the phone down. We never made contact ever again.

Cain took me to Los Angeles for our honeymoon. I was particularly excited because I'd never been to America. On our first night we made passionate love which lasted well over two hours. The next morning after breakfast I smiled at him and said "Would you like to take a walk".

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