Do you remember?

Barrie18, I just love your way of guessing; which always brings me to the challenge of wanting to take you by surprise. ;) (Yeah, what was Jupiter thinking? Something just popped in my mind right now.)



Jishe, he, he, glad you enjoyed it. Yes, Riki is Riki, that\'s why we love him so much, don\'t we?



DTE, hopefully, soon, Iason\'s fantasy will take shape for real. Only not in this chapter. Deeply apologizing for that.



Thank you, guys, you are the best!







The bedroom was filled with moans of pleasure, coming from both Riki and Raoul. Despite Raoul’s intentions of taking the mongrel hard, after the first thrusts, Riki’s sexy undulations drew him into a steady rhythm, that made them engage into something more akin to sweet love making rather than a raw fuck, a Master taking his pet out of jealousy. While having it going on one side, one position that Iason enjoyed very much, Riki knew exactly how to guide Raoul’s cock, just from the bucking of his sexy ass, so it could hit right on the spot, and he enjoyed himself completely. Truth be told, he was aware of his manipulation techniques, but he thought he had at least the right to feel good, provided that he had to give his rival the necessary edge to win over Iason, his lover. He had to admit that he was also jealous, seeing the two Blondies kiss in front of him, and this was his revenge against Raoul. “I’ll make you come so many times, Blondie, that you won’t know what hit you.” The fact that Raoul hadn’t been engaged in sexual congress before made things easier. That could have never been the case with Iason; he had perfect sensual skills, he had to know them from somewhere. A twisted thought crossed Riki’s mind. What would happen if he seduced Raoul? Letting a wicked smile to cross his lips, Riki bucked harder against Raoul, making the Blondie hitch his breath in pure agony. It was not like the guy was bad looking. Caressing his face with Raoul’s long strands of hair, Riki felt a jolt of carnal desire anew; yes, it would be lovely to have the beautiful proud Blondie brought to his knees. Raoul’s movements became frantic, and he released himself into the compliant young body he had enjoyed so much. He withdrew, panting, failing the strength to feel angry at the boy that had stolen his friend. While he started to regain composure, the jealousy came back in full throttle. He pushed Riki out of the bed, taking him by surprise. But the mongrel got up and pointed shamelessly at his own erection:

- What, do you want me to sleep like that?

Raoul glared. But Riki played his cards well, and he was hardly a liar, when he said:

- Please, Master, let me come.

The pleading tone worked wonders on Raoul’s ego.

- Go ahead, slut.

Riki carefully gathered cream from Raoul’s exertion flowing on his thighs and lubricated his own dick. Only a few pumps were needed to send him over the edge. He climaxed, with his dreamy eyes fixed on Raoul’s face, whose cheeks began to color with a pretty shade of pink, at the show exhibited in front of him. “Raoul is beautiful”, Riki thought; he also had no clue, and that made Riki’s predatory instincts launch full force. It was a thing that didn’t matter with Iason, as, there, Riki had been the prey. After coming so good, he was still in the mood for playing with Raoul.

- So, are you sure you want to kick me out? Your loss …

And Riki turned, put himself on his fours and advanced towards the door, enticingly moving his hips, just imagining Raoul’s reaction at the sight of his own seed still pouring out of the pet’s puckered hole. The Blondie let out a strange noise, and, in one beat, was all over Riki, again, his erect cock reaching the hot entrance and burying inside.

- You are such a slut, Riki. No wonder you made Iason lose his head.

“What about your pretty head, Raoul?” Riki smiled inwardly. He let himself go, giving and taking, this time drawing Raoul into a simultaneous orgasm. After a few moments of calm, Raoul grabbed Riki by his waist and carried him to the bed.

- Do I have to fuck you all night long, pet, like Iason did, so you can be satisfied?

- Sex is good, Raoul, no matter what Jupiter tells you.

- I must admit I can see your point. But I have work to do tomorrow.

- Then I’ll go to my room.

- No.

Raoul stopped him with a firm grip on his waist.

- Sleep with me. May I let my dick inside you?

“Asking permission, Raoul? Priceless!” But Riki didn’t let his victory show.

- Yes, it would help you sleep better.

And he had to admit inside that it felt good falling asleep in Raoul’s arms, a sturdy hot steel implanted in his ass.



Upon waking up, Riki saw Raoul getting ready for work. He looked so elegant, even if his choice of clothing was plainer than usual. The mongrel noticed how Raoul didn’t call for his Furniture to help him dress, so he was having a little trouble fixing his collar. “He didn’t one the servant to see us. And … he didn’t want to wake me up.” With that thought, Riki got up and startled Raoul by helping him tie the collar to the back. He got the long hair out of the way and kissed an alabaster nape. Raoul jolted, and turned abruptly. Riki took a step back, in defense, but nothing happened. He was even more surprised at Raoul’s words:

- What do you do here, all day?

- Working out, reading a little … not much.

- Iason told me you are very smart.

Riki blushed at the comment, as it was rather unexpected.

- Come with me, and I will find something for you to do.

The mongrel felt a new excitement growing inside. Something to do. That was nice.

- But, Raoul, people at your workplace …

- I work alone most of the time. You will help me enter data. Do you think you can handle a computer?

Riki snorted.

- I was born hitting the keyboard.

Raoul smiled. Why did he do it? He thought he didn’t want to leave Riki alone; what if Iason came to snatch him while he was away? With Iason, one could never knew. He had clearly stated he wanted the boy; and Raoul knew he could not say ‘no’ for too long. He just hoped Riki won’t be a handful at work. But Iason said the kid was smart, so he could work things out somehow.



In the meantime, Iason was jerking off for the third time that morning. “Damn it, Raoul!” The curse was affectionate; he was himself amazed to discover how much he enjoyed sex. And playing hot scenarios in his head, where Raoul and his pet were battling for satisfying him, helped him come too many times already. “Don’t worry, my pets. I have enough for both of you.” Hm, when had he started to think of Raoul as a pet? Yes, that should be it. There was no doubt now, for Iason; no way in hell he was the bottom. “Oh, Raoul, tonight, you and your lovely pet will get it good.” Iason’s smile was perfectly perverted, just imagining how much he would enjoy the hard asses, one light, one dark. His day was announcing to be perfect.