The first time

Following "The first time". Riki and Iason ponder on how the evening went.

Riki was standing next to Guy, waiting for his pairing partner to wake up. He was excited because he just bought medicine for him and he was waiting for Guy to get better again.

All his life, Guy had been there, by his side, or, mostly, watching his back. He just couldn’t, did not want, to imagine a world without Guy. He let his hand caress Guy’s forehead, that still burnt, much to his grief and worry. As sensing his lover’s presense, Guy opened his eyes, and asked, with a bit of humor:
- What? I’m already in heaven?
That earned him a little smack from Riki, that bowed afterwards to kiss softly his lips.
- I brought cure, Guy! You will get better.
- Oh, holy Jupiter! Where…? How…? Riki, this costs a fortune!
- Don’t mind, just take these, and get back to sleep.

Guy listened to Riki, which was not always the norm, as Guy was the wise one in their relationship, and washed down the pills with a glass of water, that Riki hurried to bring to his lips, while holding his back. Then Guy just drifted off, leaving Riki to take care of him.

They had always been together, since the Guardian. Riki watched Guy falling asleep, then took off his clothes and headed for the shower. It had been a strange evening, with the misterious Blondie, rewarding him royally for a sex encounter that blew him off his feet. Riki sighed. This was one thing that he could not share with Guy, not in a million years. Guy was not the jealous type, but Riki had not offered him any reasons to feel that way. Now, though…. Riki was obsessing about what had happened. If that were to reach Guy’s years, ever, how would he react? Losing Guy equaled losing one half of his soul, of his body, and Riki crinched at the thought. Would Guy dump him, would he tell him to get the fuck out, would he never look back? He knew one thing for sure. He never needed anyone else, he was not even interested in looking at someone else, and now, all of a sudden, he had experienced the most mind blowing sex ever in his life.

With Guy, sex was nice. It was good, in the sense, that Guy was always asking politely and then took him gently, opening him with his tongue and his fingers, making love to him sweetly. That always made Riki feel good, loved and cherished. And he thought he could never feel something else, better than this. In this harsh world, Guy was his shelter, his guardian, and… his lover.

Riki let the water trickle down his body, and the impact on his skin made for an instant sensual effect. Riki let a moan escape his lips, and wondered how could he feel so sensitive and so aroused. “Like an animal in heat”, he thought. That Blondie! Riki could not help it. He started to relive the enthralling episode of the evening, letting his own hands caressing his body, until they reached his scrotum; he fondled the balls a little, then tugged his dick. He wanted that to be a slow paced masturbation, but he found himself moaning loudly, pumping hard, taken aback by his own reactions, flashes of gorgeous blond hair caressing his face, a hot tongue probing him everywhere, like wanting to swallow him whole, and one forced entrance, a sudden touch of his most secrete place… it was like jumping off a cliff, towering above a fast river… Riki released pleasure sounds without caring… and his essence burst out of his hand, splashing on the shower wall, only to be washed away by water. Riki panted, never before he felt like this, never ever and that was the most amazing masturbation session. “Oh Jupiter! I need to get this guy off my head!” Riki thought; no way in hell he was to ever meet him. Trying to shake off the memory, Riki sensed danger, something dark about the man, like a black feather’s touch on an ivory like shoulder. He became suddenly aware of a chilly whisper of air on his skin, and trembled while fear’s hand took a grip of his heart.

Guy was sleeping soundly, when Riki got back in their modest room. The black haired mongrel got in the bed, next to his pairing partner, and embraced him. Guy’s body heat made him feel better and he relished in the closeness they always shared.

…………
In Tanagura, Iason was looking through the large windows of his luxurious penthouse, a glass of expensive wine in his hand. He was pondering as well about the evening’s events, and he was, in a certain measure, as puzzled as the mongrel. Katze was standing in the room, too, next to the door, and he knew that no one cared what he was thinking of.
- Katze.
- Yes, Iason.
- Make sure that Riki does not talk to anyone about this.
- I will, yet I know that he won’t.
- Is that so? No mongrel like boasting about spending an evening with a powerful Blondie?
- Iason, no one in the slums would believe such a story. But this is not the only reason I know Riki won’t talk.
Katze smiled a little in the dark. He was amuzed how Iason was playing his diplomatic tantrums on him, sometimes, when fishing for information, instead of asking him directly what he needed to know. And that meant only one thing: that Iason had a plan. “Poor Riki”, Katze thought.
- Please, elaborate, the impatient Blondie demanded.
- Riki would not want such rumors to hit the streets, because he would not want Guy to hear about it.
- His pairing partner?
- Yes, they are quite close, a rare thing to see, and they have been forever since their days at the orphanage.
Now Katze knew what Iason wanted to know, so he spoke freely.
- Guy took care of Riki, when he was brought to the Guardian. When Riki asked him, oficially, to be his pairing partner, once they left the orphanage, anyone could tell that Guy was the happiest mongrel in the slums.
- But what about Riki? Is this reciprocical? Iason asked, with tense voice.
- Do you want to know my opinion?
- Yes, you’re smart and that’s why you’re here.
The hint at Katze’s presence still being around, all their history being fresh in the ex-Furniture mind, made Katze a little aware of the fact that Iason was asking his sincere opinion, and nothing else. And he was proud, because of that.
- Riki cares a lot about Guy.
- But?
- But he is not in love with him. Guy is his best friend, and he never knew anything else.
Iason smiled. Katze was really the man to rely on. He was sure that, asked about anybody else, including from Tanagura, Katze would give the same complete insight on their whereabouts. No one was more fitting to handle his personal affairs.
- Riki would never hurt Guy. Katze continued. That is why this will never hit the streets. And, … Katze did not know how to put it, … he does not know who you are, Iason.
- Thank you, Katze. As always, your help is much appreciated. Now, you can go and tend to your regular business.
Katze bowed and left without a word, leaving Iason alone, to reflect on what had happened earlier in the evening.

In the same way as Riki, Iason rewind the sequence of events. He reminded about how his pulse jumped a little when he took in the youngster’s silhouette for the first time. His predator instincts were stimulated by the exotic walk of the black haired youth. He just felt he wanted to have him, no matter the consequences.
Iason pressured the cool glass against his forehead. That feeling of uncomplishment should have receed after taking the boy. Yet, it was still there, and it annoyed him greatly. He buzzed the intercom and asked for two young pets to be brought to perform for him, right away. A little distraction will help ease the tension he sensed building between his legs, as powerful as earlier, when Riki brought himself to climax under his hungry gaze.

The two youngster entered Iason’s living room, heads bowed, donned with silk robes. One had blue hair, reaching his shoulders in waves and his skin looked like the boy was sculpted in alabaster. The other one, a redhead, looked more masculine, with broad shoulders and a thin waist, a little taller than the other, and his skin had a golden tone. They were both exquisitely beautiful and they were ready to do as Iason pleased. Curtly, he commanded:
- Pair!
The readhead reached for the blue haired youth and took off his robe. He let the clothes fall down from both their young bodies, and started caressing the boy with elaborate strokes, in order to arouse him. But Iason was not in the mood for such Academy like performances.
- Take him hard!
Both youths were a bit surprised by the request, but they had heard that Iason Mink had different tastes than most Blondies. The redhead turned the other and pushed him on his fours. He straddled him, making him yelp in surprise. He just spit in his hand to lubricate his already hard shaft and penetrated the boy in just one swift move. The little one cried for real, as he felt his rear entrance like bursting in pain from the careless move. Tears were streaming on his cheeks, while the taller pet rode him merciless. Iason looked fascinated, and took out his organ to please himself. The redhead sneeked a few glances towards the Master’s direction, amazed to see that huge dick in full display. While most Blondies prefered to watch the show their pets gave and relieve in the privacy of their quarters afterwards, Iason Mink was known to have no restraints about masturbating freely when such shows were performed for him.
The redhead gasped, incredibly aroused by the Blondie’s beauty in full display. He pleaded:
- Master!
- You can climax, pet.
- Thank you, Master!
With one final thrust that made his eyes roll in his head, he let his semen shot in the poor boy’s rectum, that was weeping under him. But Iason was not done yet. He asked the blue haired pet:
- Get up, wipe your tears and satisfy yourself with his mouth.
The youth smiled wickedly and jumped on his feet, ready for revenge. The redhead positioned himself on his knees, ready to be fucked in the mouth. He knew he would have a sore throat afterwards, but that could not be helped. Unlike his tonight partner, he knew that only absolute obedience could get him through.
- Grab him by the hair and do it hard. When it is the time, don’t hold back.
The blue haired pet obeyed enthusiastically. He did exactly as told, and the contractions on his dick, pressuring from the expert mouth of the other pet, brought him to climax in minutes.
- Get out, both of you! Iason demanded in a cool voice. The pets bowed and took off, sensing the Master’s anger.

- What did we do wrong? The blue haired whispered, when they were both in the elevator, ready to turn back to Eos.
- Nothing, he is just that. From what I’ve heard. The other replied curtly.

Iason could not bring himself to completion. The show was exquisite, but it lacked something important. Something like a black haired mongrel… And he closed his eyes, imaging Riki fucking him hard in the mouth, like he asked the pets to do for him. That was enough to send him over the edge, and he released his seed with long, loud moans.

He just had to have him. At least one more. Memories could never be good enough when it came to this. He will have him. And Iason let his amazing mind plot on ways to make the mongrel come to him, exactly at the same time when Riki started feeling like a fly caught in the spider’s web.