Do you remember?

DTE, yes, Katze had the unwanted privilege to hear those two. Here\'s the aftermath, :)



Jishe, that mud fight ... that could have been a terribly good idea! It didn\'t cross my mind, unfortunately!



Kiix, well, it was not exactly consensual, but I guess Katze likes it in the end. :) He\'s on to making a Blondie feel something, though.



Barrie18, they would not be who they are if they weren\'t typical male sometimes. :) I wasn\'t exactly thinking that Iason and Raoul hatched a plan to drag Katze out the whorehouse, but more of a \'divine intervention\', ha, ha! Well, exactly, they are not exactly gentlemen, but more like dogs in heat. What can I say, I love bringing them down a little, Blondies, or not! I also want to give you my special thanks for taking the time to keep me on track, and for valuable advice on how a Blondie should sound like.



Here\'s the new chapter everyone!



Changing lanes



All business like, Iason seemed to be a totally different person from the one howling just seconds before. While still slumped on the sofa, allowed to be present at their business meeting, Raoul was engrossed in watching Katze, devouring him with his eyes. “How serious he is!”, Raoul thought, and prayed for the meeting between the redhead and his friend to be over soon, so he could again be all over the lithe masculine body, now covered with clothes. He failed to notice Riki’s desperate signals, until the mongrel came and raised him from the sofa, grabbing his elbow:

- I need your help, Raoul, I cannot open my laptop.

- W-what? The Blondie asked confused, raising one hand to point at Katze, trying to show that the object of his desire was there, and that he didn’t want to be disturbed.

Pretending not to understand the silent plea, Riki dragged the Blondie across the room, not before shooting a cold glance at Iason – as his lover raised his eyebrows quizzically. Riki’s eyes stated clearly: “I’ll deal with you later.” All this time, Katze remained focused on the numbers in front of him, his voice never faltering, keeping the monotonous tone. He felt himself boiling inside, and, above all, he felt used. That was a damn luck that he knew how to keep his poker face. “He won’t touch me again! That … dog!” He just couldn’t find another term to describe Raoul under the circumstances. What hurt most, though, was that he had not stop craving the Blondie, after being taken, so unprepared, a few days ago. He hadn’t expected to see Raoul at Iason’s, and he had just hoped he would be able to avoid the man, especially since he had spent the last couple of days, moping over the fact that Raoul hadn’t called.



- Why are you pestering me, Riki? Since when are you incapable of dealing with your computer, on your own?

- Geez, Raoul, did a meteorite land on your head or what? I have to talk to you.

- Couldn’t it just wait? I’m busy, Raoul huffed, showing his irritation.

- Doing what? Drooling over Katze?

Raoul stared at Riki, as if he’d just seen him for the first time that day. He laughed wholeheartedly:

- Is it so obvious? In that case stop keeping me here, they’ll end their boring meeting any minute now, and I don’t want to miss Katze!

- I want to talk to you about him.

- Oh, did he talk to you about me? Did he tell you that I’m the best he ever had?

Raoul was really so full of himself, but also so damned happy, that Riki almost felt his anger passing.

- You damn Blondie fool! Didn’t you realize? He didn’t tell me anything, because he is not like you know who … and, he’s never had anyone else, so there is no basis of comparison!

- What? Are you telling me that … Oh! But how …

- Oh, Iason is going to get it so bad! Riki shouted.

- But he was sent to seduce me! Who would send a virgin to do such a thing?!

- Apparently, your old time pal! Who is going to have his ass kicked royally for not telling you about this particular aspect!

The Blondie layed his back against the wall, as realization hit. A wicked smile rose to his lips, immediately:

- Katze’s first … I find it so hard to believe!

- Well, unless he had found someone to pound him really good, right after Iason released him from his virginity vow …

- Virginity vow? What? He didn’t, did he? I mean, finding someone right away …

Riki grinned, happy to shake that proud smirk off Raoul’s beautiful lips.

- Who knows …

- Riki, please, don’t toy with me, assure me I am his first!

- Ok, calm down already! I can tell you are by how he ignored you since he entered the room. Which brings us to what I had to talk to you about. What was that?

- What was what?

Raoul faked innocence so poorly, that Riki felt the need to smack him really good. He just stared at the Blondie, until he answered:

- Oh, that, just something we used to do a long time ago.

- How long ago?

- Ask Iason, maybe he would be willing to share his memories with you.

Raoul’s serious voice made Riki understand why he had felt so left out when he had seen the two Blondies, howling like idiots just earlier.

- Anyway, Raoul, must I really point out the fact that you should not have behaved like that? I bet Katze is really mad.

- Why?

- Why?! I cannot believe you! I thought you were a gentleman! You don’t go shouting “I fucked that person!” without hurting their feelings.

- Iason never has a problem showing clearly that he is bedding you.

- As far as everybody’s concerned, I’m only Iason’s pet! And, just for your information, I used to feel bad when he was parading his activities all over Eos!

- They were all envious, Riki, they wished they had his courage!

- But he didn’t care how I felt about it! He just wanted to rub their noses in, not caring that he made me feel like a slut! And today, sitting there with you, he did the same thing again!

- Riki, Iason loves you, that’s just a way to show how much he desires you! Damn it, I can understand, I desire Katze so badly right now, I wish to grab Iason by the hair and tell him work is finished for the day and Katze is mine!

- You are two stupid Blondies! I am a pet and I feel like shit when Iason does that to me! Katze is not a pet, just imagine how he must feel right now! Mocked, and used! Treated like a whore! What more do you need to do to bring us lower than we already are? What do you want from Katze? Him wearing a t-shirt stating “Raoul Am’s property”?

With an evil smirk Raoul replied:

- Riki, that is a wonderful idea!

Riki groaned in frustration.

- And I thought you had more brains and compassion than Iason! I’m warning you, Raoul, if you don’t change your game, you will soon be coming back to me, with your damned tail between your legs, begging me to help you with Katze!

- What! Do you think he will try to deny me my prize?

- Oh, maybe he will. Possibly he can think of something even worse.

- What could he possibly do? Raoul snorted. I’m a Blondie, he cannot possibly find better than me.

- You’re so full of … shit!

Riki froze, realizing he might have crossed the line. After all, they were Blondies, and they had the power. But Raoul just gave him a surprised look. Riki slumped his shoulders, in defeat.

- Do what you want, Blondie. But don’t come running to me, when the shit hits the fan.

With that, he turned and went into the other room, just in time to see Katze rising up and bidding farewell to Iason. Seeing this, Raoul quickly passed by him, and hurriedly said his goodbyes, disappearing after Katze.



The redhead tried to remain composed, when Raoul’s hand, clad in a silk white glove, stopped the elevator door, and the owner of the said hand, stepped inside. He pushed the button for the ground level, and stared forward avoiding Raoul, praying for a time warping device, so he could just be out of this cramped place. But then an elegant hand pushed the block button, just two seconds after the descent started, and the elevator came to a sudden stop. He heard Raoul talking into his comm:

- Nothing to worry about, Iason. Nothing happened, I have everything under control.

“Control?” The word made Katze laugh bitterly within himself. The next second, hungry lips covered his, and the tall built body of the Blondie glued him to the elevator wall. He tried to push back, but Raoul just ignored him, batting away his arms, keeping him there, pinned, continuing to have his way with him. The lustful tongue got into his mouth, and he sucked on it, helplessly, knowing full well what the Blondie’s touch did to his frail nerves. “Why do I want him so badly?” Katze thought it was unfair, and that he just had to give in to the bold touch unzipping his pants, jerking him to full hardness, then turning him around to lower his trousers. Through his wretched quiet sobs, he heard Raoul mumbling:

- It is such an exquisite pleasure to watch you arch your back under my touch…

With that, Katze fell impatient digits, still gloved, parting his ass cheeks, seeking his entrance, forcing their way in, stretching, then easily replaced by solid heat. He cried in pleasurable pain until he felt Raoul’s pubic hair tickling his buttocks.

- When we’ll get to my place, I’ll eat you whole, but now, I have to fill you, love! Raoul whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe.

He began pounding Katze’s body hard and hastily, murmuring apologies, mixed with soft grunts of appreciation and lust. Gloved hands grabbed Katze’s nipples, and twisted them, making the dealer moan, then glided down, reaching the turgid member, left unattended far too long. The redhead came only after a few strokes, and Raoul happily followed, filling the enticing channel, and withdrawing reluctantly, only after kissing Katze’s ears, and praising him for being so wonderful. Raoul straightened up his garments, enjoying how Katze had a particularly tough time steadying himself, and dressing, as well.

- Going down? Raoul asked mischievously, pushing the button to take them to the ground level.

“You could not put it better, Blondie”, Katze smiled sadly. Once out, fresh air hitting his heated cheeks, he regained a little dignity. Bowing politely, Katze said to Raoul:

- I apologize, Lord Am, but I am unable to accept your invitation to come over to your home.

Raoul frowned, all the easy feelings experienced earlier, clearly gone. Katze seemed so detached it angered him.

- May I know why?

- I have prior arrangements that cannot be postponed.

Since Raoul remained silent, Katze bowed again and went straight to his car. When he opened the door, he heard Raoul asking, almost hesitantly:

- When may I see you again?

- Since you are asking, how about …

Katze paused, trying to think of a lie, but nothing came. “Why prolong it?”, he asked himself, and delivered the final blow, this time looking directly into Raoul’s eyes:

- Never?

Entering the car, he slammed the door shut, engaging his engine and raced away, missing the confusion appearing in Raoul’s eyes. He started his screen wipers to wipe away the rain, until he understood that it didn’t help because there was no rain. He could not see the road because his eyes were drowning in tears.