Meretrix
Chapter 3
Justin glanced at a wall clock, “Well, you still have 23 hours. What would you like now?”
Brian stood up and held his hand down to help Justin, “Let’s go back to your room for a while.”
“Okay.”
They made their way out of the Faerie Pit, down the hall, and back to Justin’s room. “How about a shower?” Justin asked.
“Yeah, that’d be good.”
Both men stripped off what little clothing they had on and went into the bathroom. Justin adjusted the water temperature and they climbed in. They took turn’s soaping each other up but that quickly degenerated into a full-blown water fight. By the time they were done, not an inch of the bathroom remained dry. Neither realizing that they were giggling like a couple of school kids all the while.
“Come on,” Brian said as he dragged Justin from the bathroom.
“Ready again?” Justin smirked.
“No, I thought we could talk for a while.”
“Really?”
“You can talk, can’t you?” Brian teased.
“Sure... I mean I guess so... yeah.” Justin sputtered.
“You don’t sound too sure of that.”
“Yes, I can talk.”
“Good, nice to know there is a brain between those cute ears of yours.”
Justin’s grin stretched from one ear to the other. He pulled Brian over to the bed, both men leaning against the headboard.
“So, what did you want to talk about?” Justin asked after several moments of silence.
“Whatever... nothing... everything...” Brian shrugged.
“So, are you new to the area?”
“Yeah, only been here a few weeks,” Brian confirmed.
“Where are you originally from?”
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“Wow, so what brings you to
Brian laughed, “No, not even close. I’m in advertising. I was hired by a firm that deals with movie and television publicity.”
“Really?”
“Yep.”
“Huh, I’ve never met anyone who did that. I actually didn’t know they had special people for that sort of thing. Have you met anyone famous?”
“Not yet. What about you? You’ve lived here longer than I have, seen anyone famous?”
“No, not really.” Justin lied; The Quoin had a strict confidentiality policy regarding its customers.
“So, what’s your story?” Brian asked.
“Me? Well, nothing special... my father kicked me out when he discovered I was gay. I ended up on the streets. I was there for a while, until Reggie rescued me one night. I’d gotten in the middle of an argument, a couple of guys were going to do god knows what to me, and Reggie swept in and saved me.”
“Like a superhero?”
Justin laughed, “Yeah. Like a superhero.”
“And you’ve been here,” Brian motioned around the room with a hand, “ever since?”
“Yeah,” Justin grew slightly defensive. “It pays well, and I’m not really skilled for much else, and I have a health plan, and...”
Brian interrupted, “I wasn’t judging you.”
Justin didn’t say anything; he looked up at Brian’s eyes and could tell the man was being honest. “What about you, your parents, do they know?”
Brian sighed slightly, “Yeah, I told them. They said it didn’t matter, and that they still loved me, and all that sort of shit...” Brian trailed off.
“But?” Justin pressed.
“I don’t know. It was just different afterwards. When they looked at me... it’s hard to explain I guess.”
“Where’d you go to college?” Justin tried changing the subject.
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“No. I’m saving up though. I might be able to enroll in the upcoming term.”
“Money problems? I figured you’d make a pretty good living.”
“Well, you know what the rents are like around here, the costs of living tend to eat away most of my pay check.”
“Ah,” Brian said with a nod.
“It won’t always be that way though.”
“No, of course not,” Brian agreed. “Do you have a boyfriend?”
Justin laughed, “No.”
“That surprises me,” Brian confessed.
“Well, they usually either freak out when they learn what I do or they think the only thing I am good for is a convenient fuck. So I just don’t bother dating.”
“Aren’t you afraid you’ll end up alone?”
Justin again turned his head to look into Brian’s eyes, “Yes.”
Brian had the same fears, growing old, alone, without anyone to share life with. He cleared his throat, “So, tell me something unique about yourself.”
Justin looked straight ahead, “Uhm... unique... about... me... uh... oh! I know I can cum on demand!”
Brian chuckled and looked down at Justin, “Seriously?”
“Yep!”
“How?”
“Kundalini yoga.”
“Cunt what?”
“No,” Justin grinned, “kundalini yoga. It is a form of yoga designed to be learned quickly. It deals with controlling ones muscles.”
“Huh,” Brian was transfixed.
“Yeah, I didn’t really get into it, but the one thing I did concentrate on was my ability to control certain bodily functions.”
“Uh... can you show me?” Brian asked bashfully.
Justin grinned widely, closed his eyes, and focused. As if by some dark magic, his cock lengthened and began to slowly pulse, within a few seconds cum started to slowly ooze out of the tip.
Brian sat watching, mouth agape, amazed at this talent. Without any warning, he repositioned himself, and took Justin’s cock into his mouth, gently sucking the fluid free. Justin lost his concentration, his eyes opened and he groaned loudly at seeing the auburn head bounce up and down on his dick. Justin’s hips softly pushed upwards as his head flopped back. He was certain he’d never felt anything this good before in his life.
“Arggghhhh,” Justin shouted as the main onslaught of his orgasm erupted.
Brian kept sucking and tugging, ensuring that he got all the blond’s nectar that he could. Once satisfied he leaned up and crushed Justin’s lips with his own, pushing his tongue and some of Justin’s own cum into the man’s mouth.
Justin was panting heavily and trying hard to regain his composure, “Brian...”
Brian laughed, “Yeah that was good huh?”
“Uh huh... good... good.”
Brian retook his position next to Justin, leaning against the headboard. Justin moved so he was face to face with Brian’s cock, “Justin?”
“Yeah?”
“Come back up here, I want to finish our talk.”
Justin looked longingly at the beautiful cock lying against Brian’s leg, he wanted the man to feel what he had only moments ago, but he conceded and retook his spot next to Brian.
“You know, this is going to be the most expensive talk you’ve ever had.” Justin chided.
“Doesn’t matter, it’s still cheaper than therapy and the therapist is pretty hot.”
Justin smiled widely at the compliment.
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“Well, we have enough time for one more fuck.”
“Oh? I’d think you’d be worn out by now.” Brian said as he lightly slapped Justin’s ass.
“I’m 19, I don’t get worn out.”
“Ah, okay, where this time?”
Justin pondered for a few moments, “I know, come on.”
With that, they were off running through the halls of The Quoin again. This time neither man bothered to put on any clothes, not even a robe. The walked along the back wall of the Faerie Pit until they arrived at a red door with a blue vertical stripe, Justin opened it.
“Wow, I don’t think I’ll ever get used to the realism here.” Brian said as he walked into a locker room, complete with lockers, benches, and a tiled section with numerous showerheads.
Justin giggled, “Let me get the showers going, the steam helps add to the effect.”
Brian watched as Justin bustled around the tiled alcove, turning on each of the showers. Steam quickly started to fill the room.
“You like?” Justin asked as he noticed Brian’s erection was already growing.
Brian just grunted his approval.
“Where do you want me?”
Brian looked around. The tile might be fun, but he didn’t want Justin on the hard material, he saw the bench. “Here, let’s move this bench under the showers.”
Justin wasn’t about to argue, both men grabbed an end of the nearest bench and repositioned it so that the showerheads were pulsing down on it.
Justin carefully crawled on the bench, trying to balance himself on his hands and knees.
“Where are the supplies?” Brian asked.
“Under the first shower knob,” Justin motioned with his head.
Brian fetched the condom. The water would provide enough lubrication.
Brian opened the condom wrapper, sheathed himself, and took Justin’s waist in his hands. “Ready?” He asked.
“Yeah... Brian?”
“Yeah?”
“Can we maybe go a little harder this time?” Justin would never usually think to ask a trick something like this; after all, men were paying good money to be with him. However, it all seemed different with Brian.
Brian let loose a low growl and pushed forward, his cock head entering Justin without any preparation. Justin groaned loudly and pushed back, not waiting for his ass to adjust. Brian had been more than caring through each of their sessions over the past day; he wanted the final one to be rough and hard.
Brian pulled out all the way and pushed forward, it took several attempts to get back within Justin, as the water was everywhere and making things a little too slippery. Brian decided not to pull out all the way again, he wanted to be within this man too much, as such he kept the ensuing thrusts short and quick.
Justin attempted to maintain his balance on the bench; he maneuvered his right hand to his engorged cock. He began to fist himself in time with each of Brian’s strokes. The echoes of both men’s groaning and the sound of wet skin slapping together reverberated off the tiled walls.
Brian leaned over and began to lick Justin’s back, and neck, letting his tongue escape his mouth in time with his thrusts. The dual sensations that Brian offered, along with his own ministrations to his cock, put Justin into sensory overload. Cum began erupting from his cock, covering the wet bench below him, he could feel his ass clench with each squirt. Brian felt the clenching as well and allowed the blond’s ass to milk the cum from within.
Brian stood with his eyes closed, hands still supporting Justin’s hips. He didn’t dare move, for fear he’d fall, or that Justin might slip.
Several moments later, when he felt sure enough on his own feet, Brian withdrew from Justin and disposed of the condom. Without any words, he helped the man into a sitting position on the bench before he took a seat next to him.
Justin leaned his head against Brian’s shoulder, “Thank you.”
Brian looked down at him, “For what?”
“For treating me like a person.”
Brian lifted Justin’s chin up, the blue eyes shone brightly at him, “You are a person Justin. Just because you do this doesn’t mean you are any less human. Don’t let anyone ever tell you that, okay?”
Justin nodded.
“We should get back to your room so I can collect my stuff.” Brian said forlornly.
“I guess so.”
They made their way back to Justin’s room in silence.
“Will I see you again?” Justin asked, as Brian got dressed. He tried to make it sound nonchalant, like it really didn’t matter. But it did.
“Well, that depends.”
“On?”
“What is your policy on dating tricks?”
Justin couldn’t hold the smile in. “Mine... well, mine is whatever I make it, and Reggie doesn’t have a policy.”
“Huh, I see.” Brian said, trying to mirror the indifferent mood Justin had used earlier.
“Maybe... uh... maybe... you could come over to my place for dinner sometime? Tuesday maybe?”
Brian looked at the blond as if he were really having to ponder the invitation. Justin’s face faltered slightly; maybe he shouldn’t have been so forward.
Brian couldn’t help but chuckle and smile at Justin’s dejected expression. “Justin, I would love to have dinner with you. Tuesday is fine.”
“Great,” Justin said with obvious relief. “I’m at
4212
“Wow, you’re just a few doors down.”
“Tuesday then?”
“Tuesday it is.” With that, Brian walked over to Justin, gently placed his lips on the blond’s and then left.