him with a firm grip and only moved his pelvis and his legs. The bed went up and down
and the springs started to squeak. He hammered so hard, the middle of the mattress
started to sink in. Gregory closed his eyes and took deep, heavy breaths. His erection
rubbed against the sheets while Kadin’s penis stimulated his prostate. A climax from
deep down in the center of his body was growing so fast, he couldn’t catch his breath.
A few minutes later, Gregory said, “I don’t think I can hold back any longer.” His
initial instinct was to reach down and grab his penis, but Kadin was still holding him and
he couldn’t move his arms.
“Let go, babe,” Kadin said. “I’m ready, too.”
After that, Kadin’s hips moved up and down with such speed that the slaps and
cracks against his body grew close together and it almost sounded like someone was
applauding them. Kadin’s penis hit all the right spots and Gregory’s erection began to
swell against the sheets. He took a deep breath and clenched his fists to prepare for the
climax. His head went up and his mouth opened wide. Then his feet arched at the exact
moment his penis erupted. His body jerked beneath Kadin’s weight; the harder Kadin
rammed his hole, the more he wanted.
When Kadin came a second later, Gregory experienced another orgasm that made
his prostate jump just as much as the first one. He came a second time, and he’d never
even touched himself once. He’d never experienced these internal orgasms with anyone
else. Only Kadin. After Kadin came, he fell on top of Gregory and continued to rock his pelvis in
half circles with a smooth, even rhythm. Gregory’s body went limp; his ankles dropped
and his feet dangled off the end of the bed without support. Kadin remained erect for a
long time after sex, and that only made the post-orgasmic vibrations even better. Gregory
took a quick, shallow breath and said, “You’re unbelievable, Kadin.”
Kadin continued to rock. “So are you,” he whispered. “And the part I like the best
is right now, after it’s all over and I’m just lingering inside your body this way. I hope
I’m not too heavy.”
Gregory smiled and kissed his arm. “You’re fine,” he said, “Let’s stay this way
for as long as we can.”
Chapter Sixteen
“On Wednesday, my mother told me she’d pack my things and send them down
here in a few weeks,” Gregory said. “She thought it was the best way to handle the
situation for now, being that my father isn’t thrilled about the way things have turned
out.”
He was sitting at the kitchen table in his bathrobe, finishing his second cup of
coffee. It was mid-morning on Friday. They’d both been up since seven, but Kadin woke
with a powerful erection and Gregory didn’t want to see it go to waste.
“You can borrow anything that’s mine,” Kadin said, “And whatever you need, we
can buy in town.” He only wore boxer shorts. He was on his third cup of coffee and his
dark hair was sticking up in the back. The children would all be back on Sunday, and he
wanted to take advantage of this privacy. It wasn’t going to last.
Gregory sighed. “I still have to make a phone call,” he said. “I was supposed to
take a new position with a design firm in Atlanta in June.”
Kadin smiled and touched his hand. “Use my study to make the call,” he said.
“I’m going upstairs to take a shower in a few minutes.”
“Thank you,” Gregory said, “But now I still have to think about what I’m going to
do down here in Savannah. I don’t have any contacts and it’s going to be hard to get
established.”
“I’ve been thinking about that, too,” Kadin said. “After you make the phone call
and you’re dressed, I want to take you into town. There’s something I want you to see.” An hour later, they got into Kadin’s car and put the top down. It was a hot day,
and the afternoon was only going to get worse. Kadin smiled all the way into town, but
he refused to tell Gregory where they were going. Gregory’s face was pinched with
worry about the new life he was beginning, and Kadin hoped his idea would ease things.
He wanted to please Gregory as much out of the bedroom as he did in the bedroom. And
so far, Kadin knew, he was winning in bed—but he wasn’t sure about everything else.
And he didn’t want to lose him all over again.
When they reached the downtown business district, not far from the historic
district, Kadin swerved to the right and parked in front of a tall, narrow building under
two flowering dogwood trees. A woman pushing a baby carriage down the sidewalk
smiled at them, and a middle-aged man walking a large poodle tilted his head in their
direction. The windows were dark and the building looked empty. The exterior was white,
painted brick with pale blue shutters the same color as Gregory’s Chrysler. It had four
floors and a front entrance on the left. The building on the right was a small antiques
dealer, and on the left, there was a jeweler. Two doors down, there was a quaint little
coffee shop with outdoor tables.
In the first floor window of the vacant building, on the bottom right, a red-and-
white sign read, “For Rent.” Kadin smiled and gestured to the vacant building. “What do
you think of this?” he asked.
Gregory shrugged his shoulders and said, “It’s very nice.” Then he gave Kadin a
confused look. “I don’t understand. Are we going to that small café over there?”
Kadin couldn’t stop smiling. He nodded toward the building. “I was thinking that this might make a great location for a design studio. You could take over the entire
building, and fill the first floor with fine antiques.”
Gregory looked at the building again, with his lips pressed together and his head
moving up and down. “Oh, Kadin,” he said, “It’s a great place. But starting something
like this takes a lot of money, and I’m not prepared for that kind of investment right now.
I don’t even want to guess what renting a place like this would cost.”
“Suppose you had a serious investor to help out,” Kadin said.
“I don’t understand.”
“I own the building,” he said. “I bought it a year ago as an investment property
and I haven’t been able to rent it out. To be honest, I’ve always wanted to have a small
side business with antiques. We could take two trips a year to Europe to buy merchandise,
and fill the place. And while you’re building a design firm of your own on the upper
floors, the money we make with the antiques on the main floor can pay the overhead.”
Gregory continued to stare at the building. “I really do love it,” he said. “It’s a
perfect location. But are you sure you want to get into something like this? It’s a huge
commitment.”
Kadin wasn’t surprised. Gregory had always been the cautious, responsible type.
He filled his car with gas when it reached the half-full level and he closed all the
windows in the house at the hint of a dark cloud. So Kadin smiled and said, “I’m not
going to be doing anything,” he said. “You’re going to be doing all the work. The
building has just been sitting here empty for a year. I’ll lose money if you
don’t
do this.” “It has always been a dream of mine to open my own design firm,” Gregory said.
“And with a shop downstairs, I can focus on interiors, too.” He looked away from the
building and stared into Kadin’s eyes. “Are you sure about this?”
“Yes, I’m sure,” he said. “I’ve actually been thinking about it since you arrived,
but I didn’t want to spring it on you too soon.”
Gregory opened the car door and said, “Then let’s go inside and take a look. I
can’t wait to get started.”
Kadin hadn’t seen Gregory this eager since the first summer he’d worked for him
as an intern at the law firm. His eyes sparkled, and he smiled so wide, Kadin could see
his gums. Gregory passed through the empty rooms, heels clicking against the old
wooden floorboards, gazing at every corner with thoughts of the future. When he noticed
a windowless wall on the right side of the first floor, he said that was where the main
desk would go. He thought the second and third floors would be excellent for conferences
with potential design clients. And on the fourth floor, when he looked out the front
windows, he thought the light was perfect for a drawing room where he could create new
designs.
“I’m glad you’re so excited,” Kadin said. “I wasn’t sure how you’d feel about
this.” He didn’t want him to think he was trying to control or dominate his life. He only
wanted to do that in bed—not anywhere else.
Gregory stepped across the room to where Kadin was standing next to a rear
window. He put his arms around his shoulders and rested his cheek against his chest
muscle. “I’ve never been happier in my life,” he said. Then he looked him in the eyes,
opened his mouth, and kissed him on the lips. When they went downstairs, they had lunch at the small café up the street and
introduced themselves to the owner. She was a small, dark-haired Frenchwoman who
reminded Kadin of Edith Piaf. Her hands and feet were tiny, and she had a habit of
clutching her long gold necklace with her left hand when she spoke. She welcomed them
to the neighborhood and wished them the best. She also made a point of mentioning
something about the owners of the antique shop next door to them. “They are two
wonderful older gentlemen,” she said in broken English, “and they’ve been together for
more than thirty years. You’ll like them very much, I’m sure.” She didn’t say whether or
not they were more than business partners, but the intimation was there.
After lunch, they headed back to the house for another afternoon ride. But when
they pulled up to the end of the driveway, there was a familiar black Hudson parked in
front of the gate. Gregory gave Kadin a look. He sighed and said, “I’m not sure what he
wants now. I thought I made it clear he wasn’t supposed to come back here anymore.”
Gregory tilted his head and lifted his right eyebrow. “Well, evidently, he wasn’t
paying attention.” He sat back in the seat, squaring his shoulders and biting the inside of
his mouth.
“Calm down, babe. I’ll take care of him,” Kadin said. “He’s really not a bad guy.”
When they got out of the car and walked up to the front of the house, they saw
Eddie sitting on the porch swing. He was wearing a loose white dress shirt and black
short pants so short and so tight, it didn’t look like he was wearing any pants at all. His
long, shapely legs were shaved smooth. It was only May, but they were already a downy
bronze color and covered with lotion. On his feet, he wore black leather half boots, with a three-inch Cuban heel. He was sitting on one end of the swing, legs spread wide. The left
one was hanging over the arm and dangling back and forth.
When he saw them approach, he smiled and said, “Hello, boys.” His lisp seemed
more pronounced that afternoon; he spoke with his breathy Marilyn Monroe voice.
Kadin sighed and stared down at his boots. Gregory was standing a few feet
behind him, watching quietly. “What can I do for you, Eddie?”
He stood from the porch swing and came down the stairs. The white shirt covered
his shorts. It looked as if he were wearing a short dress instead of a shirt. Kadin had
always loved to watch his long, silky legs when he dressed like this. He was a shameless
slut, a human sex toy who couldn’t wait to be abused. The high-heeled boots had always
made Kadin’s penis erect. If he’d seen him this way a month earlier at the picnic area, he
would have bent him over a table and fucked his brains out. But now, with Gregory by
his side, those legs did nothing for him.
“Eddie,” Kadin said, “you probably should go home now. I told you I’m with
Gregory now, and nothing is going to change that.”
Eddie smiled and passed by him. He stood next to Gregory and said, “I know that.
I’m not here to get anyone upset or mad. And I’m really not trying to cause any trouble. I
just thought I’d pay you
both
a visit on a hot spring afternoon.” He stood closer to
Gregory and placed his palm on the small of his back. Then he looked him up and down
and said, “He’s really cute, and I was thinking maybe we could all have a little fun
together this afternoon. I’ll take good care of you boys. I’ll swing from the trees if you
want.”
“Ah, well,” Kadin said. He couldn’t believe Eddie was suggesting a three-way. Gregory just stood there looking at him with a blank stare.
Then Eddie unzipped his shorts and took them off fast. He stepped out of them