Sold to the Gentleman in the Back

A/N; This was inspired by a scene from a movie (I don`t remember the name, sorry) in which a guy (who turned out to be the villain) was auctioning a kiss at a big party to the other guests. Only women were trying to buy it, including the guy`s wife, but my slashy mind couldn`t help but wonder what would happen if a man had bought it.
PS. I don`t know much the worth of money so, if the amounts I`ve written are unreal, I`m sorry.
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I`ve been to dozens of auctions all through my life. On the walls of my childhood home still hang the priceless paintings my father loved to buy and, upon our mogno furniture, mother`s Ming dynasty vases.

But I never expected a single auction - not even a
serious one at that - to be the thing that would go above my money and status and change my life.

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The luxuriously decorated ballroom of the Oxford mansion left no doubt of the good taste and wealth of it`s owners. Enormous chandeliers and candles iluminated the room accentuating the golden on the walls and on the women`s necks. The drapes on the tall windows were also pulled, revealing the bustling gardens beyond the glass and helping to iluminate the room with moonlight.

Madam Oxford`s partie was being a great success, as always. The carefully made shrimp canapes were wonderful and the waiters never left a glass go dry for long, quickly refilling it with first class champagne. Also, as the evening wore on, she had already prepared another interesting activity to entertain her important guests.

Nathaniel Barker, being a great friend of their hostess - although the old woman had rose in life through her late husband, there was no one more generous or coutured than her in society - had promptly acepted to participate, after being invited to the party itself, and be the star of the charity auction planed to take place later that night.

When the time came, quickly, at a prompt most of the guests were soon crowding the large back gardens where small, round tables were set. A short stage occupied the area near the wall and upon it were Madam Oxford, standing behind a tall table which sported a finely crafted wood hammer in it`s superfice, and Mr. Barker.

The young man waited patiently for the hostess-turned-auctioneer to finish her speech, in which she informed the guests that the money collected would go to the city`s Children Hospital, in urgent need of repairs. Nathaniel couldn`t help but think it funny that such a serious cause would receive help from such a frivolous activity.

But, besides the bit of humor, he was, only now - standing in front of all this people -, beginning to feel a bit of nervousness stir up inside him. Passing a hand, elegantly, through his shiny black hair, Nathaniel tried, turning his own clear blue eyes, to avoid all the women`s interested gazes that measured him up and, surely, wondered just how much money he was worth to spend on for a kiss.

It`s not that he was unused to the attention or speaking in public - he was expected to sell himself tonight -, since being the heir of a fortune and various business had taught him how to properly deal with people. The problem was that now he was beginning to see some possible undesirable outcomes from this game. He didn`t know all the women here and, certainly, a handful were single and would love an excuse to set designs on such a good barchelor.

The lessons he received all through his life suddenly popped up in his head. How to handle the propositions such a good catch - for he was, also, certainly handsome - would prompt, as he`d already had to a few times on his twenty-something years of life. But it was now, that the time to actually look for a good future aliance was coming up, that he was feeling, more than ever, like avoiding this kind of situation.

Madam Oxford finally stopped speaking after introducing Nathaniel, as the product, and motioning him to speak. He stepped beside her at the front of the stage and drew a breath before commencing the show.

``Hello ladies and gentlemen, as I sure you`re all here for a single reason; the Don Perrignon.`` After the due bout of laughter, he continued. ``We`ll begin the auction of a kiss of mine at the price of
a thousand. I`m sure it will rise quickly, and we`ll know which of you is the most generous lady.``

The bid did rise quickly, as was expected, and soon fewer people were giving their offer. A particular young lady near the first tables seemed to be most determined, - she had been previously introduced to
Nathaniel as the daughter of one of his father`s associates - and had taken the bidder to 300 thousand.

``500 thousand Dollars.``

Every head in the room turned to look at the back of the room, where the masculine voice had come from. As everybody else, Nathaniel didn`t have to squint for, standing, in clear view of all eyes, was Alexander Elliott. Very much male and very much trying to buy Nathaniel`s kiss.

But it couldn`t be. Nathaniel didn`t know him well, mostly socializing with him only at parties such as this, but knew that it couldn`t be the case. The other man, about his age, was elegant, good looking and certainly charming, with short golden hair - frequently covered by old fashioned hats that he, somehow, could pull of -, was the epitome of a good, responsible heir for his family.

He was sure that Alexander wouldn`t, for whatever reason, risk kissing another man on a meeting for the highest members of society. After he`d assured himself that, Nathaniel could see, then, the other partie`s intention; he was, clearly, just trying to rise the bidder, wanting the Children`s Hospital to receive the most. Sighing, Nathaniel settled back to watch.

As Alexander had stood his ground and kept the offer, only moving to adjust the black fedora hat sitting on his head that matched with his black suit, the others soon turned back towards the stage. No sooner, the girl that had been previously leading the auction again made her bidder; 510 thousand.

The auction, thus, went on. But, unexpectedly, Alexander kept making bids. Raising more and more the price for the kiss, until, the girl`s mother, that was sitting beside her, couldn`t help but nudge her daughter on the side - lest her make a considerate indentation on their accounts. Alexander wasn`t stopping and, when the price went to an unbelievable amount, there was no one more to rise the bidder upon his.

A tense silence stretched itself on the tables. Madam Oxford politely waited, seeming hopeful that still someone would make another bidder. But it was futile for, after long minutes, it was clear who had bought Nathaniel` kiss. She, hesitantly, raised the hammer and, clacking it against the table, announced.

``For 900 thousand Dollars, it`s sold to the gentleman in the back!``

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After Madam Oxford`s words setled in my mind I was stunned, to say the last. What was that guy planning? He couldn`t possibly really want to kiss me. Could this be part of a money laundering scheme? As I just stood there, hundreds of possibilities going through my head, Alexander approached the stage.

He took off his hat and bowed, before reaching a hand in my direction. He was clearly up to something but, my curiosity peaked, I decided to play along. Wherever this went, I thought, it couldn`t be worse than having to kiss the daughter of a friend of my father`s, that couldn`t led anywhere good if said girl decided she wanted more.

So, taking his offered hand, I descended from the stage. And, not before nodding towards me, he turned to address Madam Oxford, smiling politely. ``Then, may I take my prize? We can discuss the payment system later, I`m sure.``

I didn`t miss the word `prize` and, more confused now - and a bit annoyed -, my head whirled towards him. I`ve, clearly, been silent for too long, the time to ask what he thought he was doing was now. But, before I could gather enough air in my lungs, he was steering me away from the gardens and inside the mansion, through the door to a corridor that had led us outside.

Somehow, I followed him, expecting that - since he hadn`t kissed me in front of everybody back there - he had something to tell me. So he was planning something. ``What is this, Alexander? What did you want buying that? Certainly you haven`t been harboring feelings for me all this time.`` I said, jokingly, when he was closing the door of the room we entered - a comfortable but somewhat recluded sitting room -, trying to access his mood.

``What else would I want?`` When he turned towards me again he wasn`t sporting the business look I was expecting. No, instead it was a very predatory expression, coupled with the husky voice, that greeted me.

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``Wait, wait, Alexander...`` Nathaniel held his hands up before himself, as if warding off the other, when Alexander began to approach him slowly.

``You can call me Alex.`` He smiled seductively.

``Ah, Alex, you can`t really mean it. That you`re here trying to...kiss me!`` Nathaniel stumbled back as his attacker didn`t stop his advance. Was that some kind of joke? He thought. He`d never been good with that kind of thing, but he neither imagined Alexander, Alex, to act on a kind of dare - that was the possibility he was currently nursing - , or something.

``Nathan - I can call you that, can`t I? -, now you can`t go back in your word. I`ve bought the kiss, now you have to deliver it.`` He smirked sensuously, then.

Nathan stopped all motion, mouth one step from hanging open, he did`t know what to think anymore. That guy he was certainly odd. But worse was that he`d never got this impression about the classy young master, who never attended a party in less than the best suit of the season, knew how to sweet talk all the influential people and, if the humors were true, was already building a nice empire of his own.

He thought back on that and looked again at Alex. Without the hat - Alex had placed it on a table upon entering the room - his hair was shiny and flowed sleekly, golden bangs falling over his eyes - his dark, dark eyes. Nathan never thought he`d think that, but, they were hungry, fitting perfectly in the mood that had been building up.

``Ah, well, alright.``Sighing, Nathan gave up and sat himself on the couch before the cold fire place.``You`re right, I won`t go back on my word. Have no idea what you`re planning but do what you want. You`ve bought it after all, a kiss.``

Alex`s smile mellowed and he sat himself beside Nathan. Raising a hand he, tenderly, caught Nathan`s chin in his fingers making he look at him. As dark brown eyes met clear saffire he spoke softly. ``You know what you said about me having feelings for you? It`s true.`` Then, before Nathan could sputter a response, he closed the gap between them and, finally, kissed Nathan.

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I came to this party tonight, as I`ve come to all the others, just to see him, Nathaniel Barker. I dressed up in my best garb, complete with the new fedora hat - he`d said once that he liked them - and went, ready for another night of idle talk and hopeful glances that always went ignored.

But I never expected for such a chance. When I realized that they`d auction a kiss of Nathan`s I couldn`t be happier, but I quickly saw that, after it had actually begun and only women were making bids, that I couldn`t very well buy a kiss from him.

Although, as the time wore on and Ann Tyler rose the bidder - ogling Nathan shamelessly! - , I couldn`t hold myself back anymore. Pride be damned, I was not wasting that chance. Even if it was just a single kiss, it was better that to keep pining after him forever.

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Nathan gasped as a tongue invaded his mouth. He had been trying to be submissive, let Alex do whatever he wanted and get this confusing night over with, but now he was too overwhelmed to just sit there and let his mouth be ravaged. That guy seemed to know what he was doing and if he let it go on who knew what could happen? Certainly not Nathan.

Holding the wrists trying to push at his chest, Alex - he noted that Nathan hadn`t averted his face, keeping their mouths locked in the kiss - renewed his advances and wrapped his free hand around Nathan`s neck, pulling him closer.

From that point on, things had all seemed to blur together. One big scramble of hands and mouths and skin, as tight Nathan let go and desperate Alex got everything he`d always dreamed of.

Thanking his foresight of surreptitiously having locked the door to the room beforehand, Alex let his lips glide down Nathan`s now bared chest. The other man made the most delicious sounds, having finally shed that mask of finesse, he writhed against Alex`s carefull ministrations.

Nathan got pushed lightly and promptly lay down on the couch, reaching up to his partner that was currently busy opening his trousers. He moaned - Nathan literally couldn`t stop to think of what he was doing. Shagging on a couch in the middle of an important party was clearly not what an respected heir was supposed to be doing - and again tried to pull that hot, eluding, lips towards himself again.

Alex, managing open the difficult trouser buttons, was only insenced by the throaty sound and dove down, going for his prize. The loud moan that echoed in the room, then, was almost worrying, - what if someone heard? For they surely were looking for them - but Alex couldn`t stop. Sucking and licking, all he wanted to do was make more sounds like these come from the lips he so loved.

When he felt that Nathan was close to coming - it couldn`t end yet -, Alex opened his own pants and took the other`s hand, guiding it to his aching hardness, red and already leaking for attention. He distracted Nathan from the absence of his sucking mouth by a kiss and began a hand job just as he was receiving.

But hands weren`t enough for long, and soon Nathan was whimpering in the kiss. Squeezing Alex`s lenght, too far gone to form words in his need for release.

Alex got the message and took it upon himself to take them to the next step. He rose on his knees above Nathan, taking only a minute to absorb the debauched image. A hand still working the heavy cock, he tried to take Nathan`s trousers off his legs and, with some help, managed to throw them, together with the black silk - stained - briefs, across the room.

With some more squirm they were soon both naked and pressed against each other. Heavy breathing and sweat slicked bodies marked the actions in the room. The sofa squeaked as they moved, Alex trying to, after some sloppy preparations and an akwardly fit condom, push his dick up the tight passage.

Nathan wanted to help, circling his long legs around Alex`s waist, and did his best to relax. It worked for, soon, he felt the first inches breaching his lubricated hole, squeezing the head and making Alex moan in delight.

They set a quick, deep, pace. Alex managed to hit Nathan`s prostate every thrust, it had been surprisingly - and luckily - easy to find. Grabbing the lengh squeezed between them, he trusted more ferociously. The cries of ``Yes, oooh, Alex!`` making him unable to hold out much longer, but he wanted to reach it together.

Alex didn`t have to wait much for, at the first slide of his hand on Nathan`s dick, the other orgasmed. And the quick spasms of the hole around his lengh also didn`t fail to send Alex over to his own explosions, buried deep inside his man.

The both collapsed almost simultaneously, taking deep breaths, they tried to steady themselves. Alex, slowly and apprehensively rising to rest on his elbows, looked down at Nathan. He was scared that, after the high of their activities subsided, he would come to his senses and reject him. After all, Nathan never had, before now, shown any homosexual tendencies.

``So, that was what you were planning.`` At first Alex didn`t know how to take that sentence, but then, Nathan smiled and he could breath a sigh of relief. Hugging lovingly the other man he could let his worries rest.

``I`m sorry, I...It`s just I`ve been...in love with you so long. But I didn`t want to force you either.``

``You don`t need to apologize for anything. What we did beyond that fist kiss was all what I wanted. But are you sure when you say you love me?`` Nathan eased back from the hug to look inside Alex`s eyes. ``Love is a very serious thing and we haven`t known each other all that long.``

``Well, I think I do. But, if you`re reluctant in believing me, maybe we could find that out together. What do you say?``

Smiling, Nathan held Alex in another tight embrace. He`d always liked he intriguing young man, and that would, certainly, be the chance to see if he was so good at everything else as he was at sex.

``Sure.``

Later that evening, as they finally emerged from the sitting room and met the rest of the worried guests, they told them all about the exciting game of chess that took two hours. And how they were already planning to meet again for another go.

The End