Brimstone part 2
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Before we move forward with what is about to happen. Let's run through how we got to this point. Right before we graduate from college got a very interesting offer from a travel company. They wrote me a letter.
The letter was asked me if I would like to do an internship with this new and upcoming travel agency. They have noticed some of my work and photos on my Instagram. They thought that I had the potential to be a great travel brochure agent. They wanted me to travel all over Europe finding the lesser-known stays and sites throughout. The internship would be all paid trip and making a little bit to save on the side.
I showed Damien the letter and he asked me in a sad tone, "Are you going to take it? I would take it."
"I do want to take it but maybe see if there might be some wiggle room for some extra?" I said to him because his tone and demeanor was a little blue.
"Extra?" Damien asked curiously.
"Yeah, this is a great opportunity, but I would need someone beside me during my travels," I said to him.
"Who would that be?" Damien said thinking that it was not him.
"You silly," I said back to him with a passionate kiss.
"You would not leave me behind. Yeah, and who knows you might find something passionate for yourself out there," I said back to him not knowing what it might be.
"You're awesome but what about my expenses," he asked.
"I'll just say you're my assistant. I need you to help carry some of my equipment," I told him. He did not say anything but just threw his arms around me and hugged me to no end. "Well let me give them a call and see what they say."
I called the number on the bottom of the letter that was given. "Hello, is Mr. McCready?"
"Yes, this is him. Who is this?" He asked back fast and quick.
"This is Zach Brimstone. I just got a letter from you about a job opportunity. I had a few questions," I asked him.
"Sure, I am a little busy right now but how about I meet you tomorrow for lunch. I'll have my assistant text you all the details. Hold while I transfer you," he told me.
Before I could even say another word, he was off the phone and I was talking to his assistant. I gave her my information and she told me, "He will be there promptly and do not be late. He hates that."
"Thanks, I'll be there with my assistant," I told her.
"Ok, that is fine. Goodbye," she said and did not even wait for me to say goodbye.
Damien was just waiting beside me in my dorm room. "Well, we need you to be my assistant for tomorrow. I think we should practice this."
Damien had an interesting look on his face. "Oh does that mean I get to be your servant for the day," he said excitedly.
Ok before you get all up in arms about this, a few weeks ago he came to me asking to try something new with our sex life. He wanted me to play a very dominant role the next time we have some fun. We came up with some rules and safe words, plus what we would and would not like to do.
"Ok, Assistant," I said to him since he did not want us to use names.
"Yes, Boss," he replied.
"If you do not get the right equipment this time, you will get punish," I told him and listed off come camera equipment that I knew I have.
He went running off and within ten minutes he came back with an arm full of equipment. I let him hold the equipment as I slowly picked up one item at a time. I knew his arms would give out and I could punish him if a single item fell from his arms. I was getting down to the last couple of items and surprisingly he did not miss a single item. I took a long pause then it happened. The mini tripod slipped out of his arms.
It hit the floor with a thud, and he had a look of "Oh crap" on his face. He knew the punishment for dropping my equipment. "I am so sorry for it slipping out of my hands. Please can we not do the punishment," he pleaded with me.
"Well..." I paused to think and give him some time to think about what might happen.
"I'll do anything just not that punishment," he pleaded again but with a little upbeat in his voice.
If it was not for the change in his tone, I think he would not want to be punished. "Well... I guess we can start lite since it was just the tripod," I told him.
"Ok, Boss," he left and got a chair from the table. He brought it back into the room and shut the door. He placed the chair in the center of the room. I took a seat and waited. He just bent over my lap and awaited his punishment. I notice to other items on the ground that he brought with him but thought I would just wait on those.
I raised my hand and swatted his butt. He squirmed a little but no sound. He knew I would make it worse if he moaned or groaned. The second hit, it almost escaped. Three one, he moaned loud and long from the pleasure he was getting. That is when I felt his cock rising in the joggers he had on.
"Oh, please do not increase the punishment. It will not happen again," he pleaded once again. His pleading was turning me on even more. The tips of our cocks were touching each other. I let his pleads fall on my deaf ears. I quickly reached the waistband of his joggers and yank them down. I just noticed that he was in a jockstrap and now I was staring at his perky bubble butt. I grabbed the strap of his left cheek and snapped on him. Then I did that with the right instead of my hand.
He held back both moans once again. I did that a few more times till one moan escaped his mouth and I was ready for the next phase of his punishment. I lifted him off my lap and I noticed his cock had sprung free from the pouch. It was leak pre-cum all over my jeans that I had on.
"See the mess that you made, you need to clean that up," I forcefully grabbed his head and shoved it down on my crotch. His tongue started to lick it up and just turned me on even more. His hands start to undo my jeans and I stopped him. "Did I tell you that you could unwrap my cock?"
"No, Boss. I was just..." I cut him off by forcing his head in my crotch again.
"You just wanted this cock. I have been seeing your eyes looking at all day long. I should just tease you, but you got me so hard," I teased him. I pulled his face out of my crotch to see if he was doing ok. He had a smile on his face, so I knew he was alright.
"Fine, I think your punishment has gone far enough but I still have not given you your Christmas gift yet. Go ahead and unwrap your present," I said and leaned back in the chair.
Within moments, I lifted my ass off the chair and my jeans and undies were down around my ankle. His mouth did not waste any time. I felt his mouth over my cock bobbing up and down. My hands start forcing him to deep throat my beast. This went on for a good ten minutes and I noticed his hands around his member.
I reached down and swatted them away. "This is your other punishment. You do not get to please yourself while pleasing me," I said in a stern tone.
His hands dropped down to his side and his mouth picked up speed. I knew with this much gusto that he was trying twice as hard to get me off. I moaned out his name because I was almost there which was one of our words to tell us that the scenario was ending, I forced him one last time to deep throat, my member.
I pulled his hair and moaned his name one last time. Then shot eight times down his throat. He swallowed every drop. I went limp in the chair and Damien sat down on my lap.
"How was that?" he asked me.
"You're hired as my assistant. As long as we get to switch roles but I noticed you brought something else along with the chair," I said and point to the device.
"Yep, that is for the real meeting," he told me with a kiss on the lips.
"I see," I said back to him within our making out. The rest of the day we just were preparing for tomorrow.
Tomorrow came and we dressed up in a button-down shirt and some khaki to not be overly dressed. I did some homework on Mr. McCready and found out some interesting things about him. We showed up early and he was not there. We let the host know who we were, and she walked us to the back of the restaurant. There was a table with his name on it. His assistant was already there, and she greeted us.
"He should be here in just a moment. He is driving himself today. He had a crazy night," she told us.
"I bet. He is like modern-day Bruce Wayne. Playboy and well-off businessman. Sounds like someone we know," I said to Damien with a wink.
"You did your homework, good for you. He likes that in people, plus it saves him the time of introducing himself," she said and walked away for a moment.
Just at the time, a man in his late twenties and early thirties comes waltzing in and heading straight for us. He was in a stop sign red button-down shirt with a gray dickies jacket just hovering over his shoulder. His gray pants hugged every inch of his lower half. He was about 6 feet tall with red short hair. He smiled and that made everyone in the room melt. He had an arrogance about him that he knew was intoxicating. Damien was swooning over him for a moment before I brought him back to reality.
Remember that little device that we talked about a little early. Well it was a remote-control vibrator. I pushed a button and it sent that little guy shaking. Damien looked at me with a big smile on his face. I noticed his bugle was growing.
"Name is Casey and you do not need to call me Mr. anymore. Always hated that term and it makes me sound older than I am, so let's get down to business," he said to us as we all took a sit.
"Well, I am Zach, and this is my assistant Damien," I told him.
"Nice to meet you, now let me guess you do not go anywhere without him," he said to us.
"That is correct," I said back just as quickly as he talks.
"Good, I like that. A faithful person and a cute to boot," I paused to take a sip of water that was on the table. "Fine, but I will only pay for his room and board nothing else."
"Fine with me, now two questions," I said and looked into his stunning eyes.
"Shoot," he said to me as he stared back.
"First why me and second, why more of the now touristic places?" I asked.
"Well, the second question is everyone has already covered those places and I believe that some of the holes in the wall," he paused to think about that. He chuckled.
I pushed the button to make sure that Damien was enjoying this as much as we were.
"See those holes in the wall places are what make a city or location so much worth it. Can you remember the big stuff as well as a dark light bar in the back alley of the street that really does not show up on the map or now your phone's GPS? My cliental or at least the ones I am aiming for, like those places. The not beaten path, of course, you will need to make sure that they are two things, safe to get to and those they are gay-friendly in all aspects of the word," he paused to see if we were still following.
"Ok, I get that. There are not a lot of gay-friendly tour guides and if they are they do not show any true interest of all gay people. So you looking for me not only to the holes in the wall places but as places that will make gay people be astonished," I replied back to him as I turned the remote onto autopilot. It was in roaming mode and would change the patterns every couple of minutes. A moan almost escaped Damien's mouth and knew it was working. I wondered if Casey noticed.
"Now the first question you asked. I did some digging up on you and noticed somethings about you. First, you seem to always get into adventurous situations, second that you are gay and do not care what others think. Lastly, you are faithful and have the young photogenic eye that seems to miss from these travel sites. So, do we have a deal?" he said to me and extends his hand.
I look at Damien and he just has a big grin on his face from the pleasure down below. I knew he would stand by my side even if I said no. "Deal, we do we leave," I said as I shook his hand.
"Awesome. I have everything set in stone and your schedule for the next few months. If you do good work, I will keep you on for more spots. You leave after you graduate college which I believe is this may, about two months from now right?" he explained to us.
"That is correct," I said. As if it was timed perfectly, our lunch came out as soon as I agreed to the job.
We ate and he asked Damien a few questions and I turned down the vibrator so he would be coherent for lunch and everything. His hands were reaching into my pocket to turn it up. I let him once we were getting to the end of our lunch.
"By the way, what is in your pocket that your assistant keeps reaching for?" he asked.
I pulled it out since I knew his extra activates. Yes, he is gay and I am sure he would not mind this. "He was a bad assistant yesterday and I was going to punish him today," I said to him.
"Oh really, so that is a remote to something deep inside of him," he said as I placed it on the table. "Wow, I never thought about that for my toys at home. Can I see?"
We all looked around and the restaurant was pretty much empty. Damien lifted his butt off the seat, and I reach down into his khakis. I wiggled and pulled out the device. You could hear a pop and soft moan that finally slipped out of Damien's mouth.
Luckily it was not turned on or it would vibrate on the table. He picked it up and wanted to try it. He stood up and snapped the button on his gray khakis that he had on. He wanted to give us a show. He slowly pulled down his zipper. His cloth-covered cock sprung out. He was wearing a black jockstrap with a red waistband.
He turned around and handed me the vibrator and told me, "Slowly insert in me." I reached up and pulled down his khakis just enough to see his waiting hole. It was smooth and perky. His jockstrap held it up. I pulled one cheek away and I just want to lick it but knew that would be odd to start licking the boss's hole. So I took the device and slow inserted it into. He moaned out loud and soon it was all the way in.
He pulled his khakis back on but left the fly open so we could see it all. He handed Damien the remote and said to him, "If you can make me cum in three minutes without your hands or body part, I will pay for your trip with your boss."
"Sure," he replied to Casey.
Damien did not waste any time. He did not crank it to full because he wanted to enjoy this. Casey started to squirm in his sit and as he was doing that I noticed that his khakis start sliding down his body. They slipped over his perky butt then they just can to rest around his ankles. So his cock was not stretching out the fabric that confined it. He was at least eight inches, maybe a little more.
He asked me, "Hold my hands so I do not have the urge to touch myself." I went behind him and grabbed his hands and bond them with a napkin. He was bucking up and down from the wave of pleasure this toy was giving him. Soon, a wet spot was forming on the dark cloth that he had on.
A minute had passed, and he was getting close. He arched his back and that is when Damien went full force. While his back was arched, he moaned out both our names and it echoed throughout the restaurant and then we start his bugle to twitch. Then the wet spot starts spewing white creamy stuff through the cloth. A few seconds of that scene and he finally sat back down. We all noticed that there were wet spots on our crotches.
Casey stood up and just wiped the cum on his finger. He raised his finger to his lips and just slowly licked it off his finger. He swallowed and then got himself dressed again. "Thanks for the toy and I will pay for your full trip as long as you both come back once you're done to have some more fun. Next time, I'll allow you to use body parts," he said to us as he got up and left the table. He already paid for dinner and then some.
We both looked at each other and smiled knowing that this adventure will be one of their best.
It has been a year since; I have updated this storyline. I do apologize for it taking me this long. Hope you guys enjoy the next chapter and what is to come. Hit me up at joshmisses@yahoo.com with any you want to talk about.