Love and Deceit

Chapter 7: One Hell of a Night!

Alright, alright, enough with the little drama queen telling his side of this story. Yes, it’s true that I used his weakness to manipulate him into getting my way, but the only reason I did it… was because I could. This is Carter by the way.

So, this time Chris was going to enjoy it, was he? Fair enough, I can do that.

Seeing the young man on the couch, getting aroused while Nathan was working my own arousal was something that you wouldn’t expect from someone whose only sexual experience was rape. It was quite a shock for me, as you can well imagine, but I was willing to let the young boy have an official, enjoyable, “first time”.

“We are going to have some fun with your little toy now, but it won’t be cruel. Believe me Chris; you are going to love it this time.”

When Nathan said those words, I could feel the smile he had, broaden. Nathan’s signature smile had, in fact, many faces, that described exactly what he wanted. His smile this time spoke my feelings as well, since I was the first to act out on his proposal.

I got out of his hold and slowly advanced toward the luscious young teen that was my play thing. I bent down and pressed my mouth to his trembling lips, my tongue slowly creeping through his mouth to explore him fully.

His trembling ceased as he began to respond to my kiss, for the first time, since the first time I kissed him at all.

I ran my fingers through his silky soft hair and skin, slowly bringing them down along his body, opening his button shirt as I went along, until I got to the zipper of his pants, where I proceeded to unzip him and free his erection.

For his age, Chris had quite the package. I’m sure he would have been able to make many girls happy… had I not taken him first.

My lips followed the trajectory left by my fingers as I kissed and licked his neck, down to his chest and along his beautiful curved, muscular, swimmers body, down to his cock. I figured maybe I owed the boy something as reward for being such a good fuck when needed.

I began teasing Chris’ cock with my tongue, sucking it tentatively, and swirling it around the head. I indulged in the innocent gasps that would come out of him and I heard Nathan come closer, as he rested a knee on the couch, next to Chris and began kissing him deeply.

This was a whole new feeling for Chris. His pathetic whimpers from the stimulation of his cock and the profound kiss made me smile while I continued my task, and Nathan, his. It didn’t take long before Chris broke away from Nathan’s kiss and cried out as he ejaculated into my mouth. I swallowed every bit of his sweet taste. He didn’t last long.

I looked up at Nathan knowingly as the young teen glowed in his post cum bliss.

Nathan lowered his head to me and whispered. “Mmmm, maybe I should be getting myself some of what you gave him.”

I smiled. “You can have more than just that.”

I have been with many women and men. Personally, my preference is men. I am usually the one who takes control in the bedroom. Actually, I am always the one who takes control in the bedroom, but, the only person who I have ever allowed to touch me the way I have touched others, is Nathan. He is the only man whom I allow to take me. And, quite frankly, he is good at it, and I like it.

But, enough about that, let’s focus more on Chris.

If the young man thought we were through with him, he was sadly mistaken. Nathan and I rid him of all of his clothes, and then we did the same to ourselves until the three of us were completely naked.

Chris’ body was bigger than the last time I saw it. Nathan’s, as always, was perfect with his large shoulders and trim waist. He was the very image of what the male body should be; all 220 lbs-of-muscle-and-very-little-body-fat of him. And then, there was mine. My body had the usual affect of making the men before me stare.

Nathan I and I both smiled at each other as we both moved closer to a rather nervous looking Chris who was still sitting in the couch.

I took out a small bottle of mine and Nathan’s favorite oil and moved close to Chris who immediately got up and backed away from me, fear apparent in his eyes, causing Nathan to laugh.

“My, my, Carter, you sacred the poor kid good.”

I gave Nathan a small glare, and Chris, a warning look.

“Give me the bottle.” said Nathan, “Maybe he would feel a little more comfortable if I did it.”

I looked to Nathan again and agreed. He took the small object and advanced towards Chris.

Chris seemed to calm down a bit as Nathan put a gentle hand on his shoulder, and gifted him with another deep kiss that brought the boy’s arousal back, his cock, once again, springing to life under the touch of my real lover’s lips.

Nathan took a position behind Chris, while holding his chin so as to keep the lock on their lips.

With the skilled hands that I knew so well, Nathan, one handedly, opened the small bottle of oil and tilted it to coat his fingers. Placing the cover back on the bottle with practiced ease, Nathan put the bottle of oil on the night stand near the bed, and gently directed Chris passed him, to the bed.

Pushing him onto it, Nathan gently inserted a finger into the warm embrace of Chris’ opening, and thrust.

The lip lock between the two remained, even as Chris gasped at the surprisingly painless penetration. I started feeling guilty that I had not shown Chris just how much pleasure could be brought to someone during sex. I used sex as a weapon to hurt the young boy. I was an idiot for that.

Nathan’s own arousal was apparent and I began to feel a little left out of the action, but decided to stay where I was just incase my approach would startle the already frightened little mouse. Nathan had a talent for relaxing people, and he was certainly a master with his fingers.

With the insertion of a second finger, Chris’ gasps turned to moans as he began to buck back on Nathan’s invading digits.

Chris, whose eyes were closed in the intensity of every thing happening, soon broke off the kiss between him and Nathan, and gifted me with a smoldering gaze when his eyes did open. He raised his arm and extended his hand, as if inviting me to join in the fun. I must say that that small gesture caught me completely unaware, but I quickly complied, and joined.

Chris’ body was heating up quickly. I climbed onto the bed and was pulled into Nathan’s kiss as he worked Chris’ entrance. I felt Chris shift on the bed as his hand wrapped around my arm, and he pulled himself up to snuggle against my chest. His gasps could be felt as I put my arm around him to hold him.

Chris’ actions were influenced by lust, nothing more. After tonight, he would remember that he hated me, and would refuse me touching any part of him. So, now, this night meant that the three of us could let loose, and give in to the pleasure.

“Even though Nathan packs a large package, he is very gentle, Chris. Do you want him to take you? I don’t mind sharing you tonight.”

Chris looked at me with wide eyes, and then to Nathan, drifting his gaze down to Nathan’s large erect cock.

Shyly, Chris whispered “Nathan”, his face turning a deep shade of red.

I couldn’t help but feel a small hint of jealousy. The jealousy was directed at Nathan for being on the verge of taking someone other than me, and at Chris, for wanting someone other than me. It was a stupid feeling since I was the one, who asked Chris who he preferred, and I could also understand why he wouldn’t want me invading his sanctum again, for fear that I would be as rough as I normally am with him.

Nathan chuckled. He knew what I was thinking as if my thoughts were written all over my face. “Alright then, I’ll make sure you like this Chris.”

With that, Nathan poured a generous amount of oil onto his erect organ and slowly pushed himself into Chris.

Chris cried out from the sudden invasion of something much larger than fingers and I lowered my body onto his so that he could have something to hold on to. His arms wrapped around my back and his nails dug into my shoulders as Nathan pushed himself deeper into the teen, sighing as he went.

I tried my best to sooth Chris by stroking his hair and kissing the tears that were sliding down his cheek. But it was all for nothing when Chris’ cringed face relaxed, and he began to moan in the pleasure of Nathan’s gentle, unhurried thrusts.

I was pulled from the back of my hair, landing in one of Nathan’s arms. Chris’ lower back was on Nathan’s toned lap for easy access to his entrance. I looked down to see Nathan’s large cock disappearing inside Chris, as Chris’ own cock twitched, and begged for attention.

I straddled Chris in a way that I was facing Nathan and my own aroused cock was touching that of Chris’. I began to work on Chris’ cock, and Nathan worked on mine as the two of us shared a profound kiss, his tongue invading my mouth as mine met his.

Chris held my hips and dug his nails into them. This gesture proved to me that he was feeling whatever he was getting, but there was no pain on his end. He liked what was happening to him, but his actions of digging his nails into my flesh did hurt me, however my discomfort easily disappeared at Nathan’s hands and lips.

Chris’ moans increased in volume and distracted me. I looked over my shoulder and smiled. He was in utter bliss, closing his eyes tight and gasping between moans. I looked back to Nathan with a knowing smile. I shifted positions so that I was still on top of Chris, but this time my back was to Nathan.

I bent forward, my chest coming into contact with Chris’, his own rising and falling rapidly as he breathed hard. I pressed my lips to his and he let my tongue in with little resistance. I felt Nathan’s arm wrap around my waist and lift my back side up in a provocative position. I knew what he intended to do, with me positioned like that, and I could hardly wait for it.

With a little inviting wiggle of me ass, Nathan snorted playfully and thrust his tongue into my portal, moving it around inside of me with great skill. He was the best at anal riming and his skill always brought me to the brink of climax much sooner than I would have wanted it too.

If that weren’t enough, Chris became bold and reached down to stroke my own erection. Oh Lord, that was lovely, but made me go crazy. His hands weren’t timid, they were excited. They wanted to please me; they wanted to make me cum. His exquisite strokes along with Nathan’s masterful tongue made me break off the kiss I shared with Chris to let out my own moans and gasps.

I now felt as if it were me the two were trying to show a good tome to instead of Nathan and I trying to show Chris a good time. Oh well, this was most definitely good.

This was the reason why I liked men a lot more than women. That damn Miriam could never pleasure me the way these two men were doing. The only thing she knew how to do well, in the bedroom, was scream, and even that got tiresome after a short while. I hated the cobra more than I can possibly say, and it annoyed me that I would have to marry her and see her every single day for the rest of our lives.

With a few more of Nathan’s thrusts, Chris arched his back (as best he could with me on top of him), and screamed his release, taking Nathan right along with him. Having both ejaculated, the two turned all their attention towards my release.

Nathan worked his tongue more vigorously, and Chris quickened his strokes. It didn’t take long until I ejaculated as well, spraying my seed on Chris’ body to join his own that sprayed on my stomach and back down to his.

I collapsed on top of the young teen, and Nathan, on top of me.

Feeling that it was hard to breathe with two large bodies on top of him, I slipped out from between Nathan and Chris, and got off the teen. Nathan followed, gently pulling out of Chris’ tight embrace, and lying on his right side, as I lay to the left.

Chris kept his eyes closed as he tried to recover from his otherworldly orgasm. When he did open his eyes, Nathan propped himself up on one elbow looking down at the young teen, with a smile.

“Well? How was it Chrissie?”

All of sudden, Chris’ eyes went wide and they began to water as tears fell down his face. I looked at him in concern and Nathan tried to calm him by apologizing.

“What did you do?” I asked Nathan while Chris sobbed.

“I didn’t do anything… at least, I don’t think I did.”

“Maybe you should go.”

Nathan nodded to me in agreement and got up from the bed, put on his pants and shirt that were ruffled on the floor and made for the door.

I got up too, to walk Nathan to the door. I put on a robe that was hanging on the door of the closet.

I walked out the door with Nathan and we talked for a little while.

“What happened?” I asked, “Why did he start to cry?”

“I don’t know” Nathan replied to me, “I didn’t do anything to make him cry. I’m pretty sure I didn’t.”

“That’s alright, I’ll check up on him.”

“Hey,” Nathan moved close to me, tilting my chin with a gentle hand, and kissed me deeply. He then whispered in my ear, “The kid was good, but it was torturous for me to hold back after so long. The only thing that actually made me cum was the fact that he was nice and tight.”

Nathan moved his body a little closer as he pushed me to the wall, grinding his hips against mine.

“I want you tonight.” He said, “I want to be inside you. I want to fuck your brains out. I missed you so much.”

Nathan trailed gentle kisses down my neck as a hand made its way to my leg to pull it up. I chuckled at Nathan’s playfulness but, in truth, I missed feeling him inside me too. But I had to stop Nathan from going to far in the hallway. I pushed his hand down.

“I’ll come see you later. I want to stay with Chris for a bit until he calms down and goes to sleep. After that, I’ll come to your room and we can have a proper night.”

“I like the sound of that.”

With a final kiss, Nathan turned and left for his room, and I went back to see Chris, who was still sobbing a little.

I lay next to him on the bed and took him in my arms. “Why are you crying?” I asked, “I thought you liked what was happening.”

Between sobs, Chris managed to answer. “It’s not that. I’m sorry, it’s embarrassing. I’m not crying because I’m sad, it’s because I’m happy.”

I looked to Chris in confusion. “Happy?”

“My father used to call me Chrissie. That was his nickname for me. So when Nathan said it, it made me feel safe. I guess I was just overwhelmed with the thought of being safe from danger. I’m sorry; it’s stupid of me to cry like this.”

I couldn’t help but smile at my little toy, but I also felt bad. I knew that what I was doing to him was hurting him, that maybe I went too far. Maybe I should be kinder to this young man who only wanted to take care of his brother after his parents had died.

I wasn’t sure what to make of this new turn of events. Perhaps it would be best to just let my mind go with Nathan and then sleep this night off. My head would be a lot clearer in the morning.

I stroked Chris hair and kissed him on the forehead, whipping away his tears.

“It’s not stupid. Sleep now. You had a long day. You will feel better in the morning.”

“Alright.”

Almost immediately after he said that, Chris fell into a deep sleep. I got up, retrieved the bottle of oil that was still on the night table, retrieved my clothes from the floor and made my way to Nathan’s room.

***

I got to Nathan’s room, and entered it. It was completely dark and I tried to feel the wall for the light switch, but my hand was intercepted with another hand and I was pulled violently into a strong, smooth body. I knew immediately that it was Nathan because of the shape of his muscles and his wonderful smell.

My lips were engulfed in the heat of Nathan’s lips, and my mouth was invaded by his hot, twirling tongue.

He began to tear off my robe, as he continued to kiss me deeply, almost violently, roaming his hands widely all over my body. Nathan only broke off the kiss to whisper in my ear in a very lustful tone: “God, I missed you. I want you now.”

I began to take off Nathan’s clothes as impatiently as he did mine. “Then take me.”

I slipped the bottle of oil he had forgotten in Chris’ room into his hand and, needing no further invitation, Nathan pulled me to the bed where he tossed me on the covers and fell on top of me, kissing me deeply once again.

The control that we had at first, when we took Chris, was now gone. There was no holding back. The days that we weren’t together had built up onto a desire that was pretty intense. We could finally let loose.

Nathan pinned my arms above my head as he tried to prepare me for entrance with his one hand trick of oiling his fingers and closing the bottle to put it on the table. He inserted a finger into me that made me squirm to let in more.

“Nathan, just put in. I don’t need the fingers. Just ram it in. Please.”

My words made Nathan shudder as he complied, first oiling his large erect cock and then ramming it in to me with all his power, making me cry out in pleasure, and him, groan.

Thus began his hard and fast thrusts that made the bed creak in protest with every movement.

My legs were wrapped tightly around Nathan’s body as he thrust, and his hands were pined tightly over mine. His head was buried in my chest, twirling his tongue around my most sensitive nipple, his longhair tickled my body.

I longed to run my fingers through his beautiful hair. It was something that Nathan knew I loved to do, but pinning my hands on the bed was a way of torturing me while pleasuring me. Needless to say, I have a hair fetish, and Nathan’s hair is my favorite.

Sweat ran freely down our bodies as Nathan quickened, and strengthened his thrust, nearing his climax.

The grunts he let out soon became moans, as did my vocalization of the pleasure felt with this intense fuck.

My own accent was approaching fast. It was aided with a few hard strokes of my cock, and I released, my seed spraying on Nathan’s stomach, back to mine as I arched by back, my shoulders sinking into the bed.

Nathan soon followed, letting out a deep throaty sex cry, his head flung back as his hair made an arch as it whipped back as well. I could feel a large amount of Nathan’s seed spill into me and, I have to admit, I loved the feeling.

Nathan collapsed on top of me, the two of us exhausted and breathing hard. He was about to pull out when I stopped him. “Just stay like this for a while Nate, leave it in for a bit.”

Nathan lifted his head and looked me in the eyes, his aqua blue satisfied with the release. He kissed me deeply and raised his head once again, simply staring at my face.

“What?” I asked.

“Nothing.” He answered. “Just looking… you are so beautiful.”

Nathan was no doubt speaking about my odd eyes. My one blue eye and one green always seemed to attracted unwanted attention, but to Nathan, and I think even for Chris, this defect was considered a thing of immense beauty. Still, I couldn’t help but smile at the complement.

Nathan took his one hand away from pinning my wrists as I tried to get circulation back into them. Nathan’s hand, meanwhile, made its way down to my cheek and caressed it lovingly. It was then that Nathan pulled out of me, his seed escaping and covering the sheets.

I made myself comfortable in Nathan’s loving arms as he continued to gently caress my cheek. He held me close, kissing my temple softly.

“I love you, Carter.” He whispered to me.

I didn’t reply.

Nathan kissed me again, this time on the lips, and got out of the bed to head for the shower, as I remained on the bed.

“I love you.” He has repeated those words so me many times, but I still do not have an answer to that. Am I denying feelings I undoubtedly have? Or am I just afraid to give myself completely to someone? Do I still need to feel that sense of control, even though, I could easily give myself to someone like him, whom I trust? Ho long will Nathan wait until I say those words back to him? How long will he wait for me?

Whatever the answer may be, one thing is for certain… tonight was one hell of a night.