I tossed and turned in my flat solid, uncomfortable in every position. Turning my head to the side, I saw that it was already 2:29 AM. Well shit, this was majuscule. It wasn't unusual for me to go days without sleeping, and so I decided to get up and make use of my time. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Blake Weiss. I'm 28 geezerhood old, and I have dirty blonde hair, depressed heart, my body is quite lean ( not insanely sinewy ), I'm straight, and I own the world's turgid oil company. Yes, you heard right. My begetter was the father of JHV drilling, and his business blew up tremendously. He was a thoroughly man apart from the fact that I only got to see him once or twice a year. My mother was bent on marrying my dad for his money, and after he found out, it wasn't pretty. She left when I was 3, and I was mainly raised by our maids. When my father died three years ago from cancer of the blood, I was handed the company ( as an only when child ). It was a hard living that came with many responsibilities, but I wanted to make believe my dad proud. Besides, there was no one I knew well enough to deal it to. I padded to my bathroom, splashing water on my brass and cleaning up a little. Aside from lidless nighttime, my tough job also restricted me from having a social living. When I wasn't working, I was either trying to think up of new plans, making deals, or stressing at home. What a life huh ? As I was late in thought, the ring of my sound caught my care. Who would want me this ahead of time in the morning ? I saw the telephoner ID, and groaned.

"howdy sir ? Uhm I'm afraid that Mr. Glenda Jackson has resigned, and we need a new candidate to address in strawman of the board tomorrow…"The gentlewoman on the other seam said. I swore and told her I would be right there, rushing back to my elbow room to get changed. Another diddley day for Blake I guess. Tilly, my maid, appeared, a frown on her face.

"Off again to work ? You should really get some sleep sir. Let me fetch you an outfit."She muttered, walking off. As soon as I was dressed, I bolted into my garage and sped off. There wasn't enough time to waste, this spoken language was very of import to sealing a deal with Australia, but fucking Andrew Jackson had to screw everything up. I took a mental note to prepare computer backup for following clock time. Everything on the road was fine, and I was taking my usual path until I saw huge roadblock signs up ahead. shtup. I looked at my watch, and saw that it was 2:47 already. Frustrated, I hit the gas yet once again, taking a game trail through a fishy neighborhood. Street lamps were shattered, trash littered the streets, and the houses were all boarded up. What a muddle. I came to an crossroad, and I was about to carry on when my head jerked forwards and my reality went black for a few mo. When I came around, I could feel something warm on my brow, and my back and neck were very sore. Great, a druggie probably just rear ended me. metre was ticking, and I debated wether I should just labor away and pay the fees myself, or if I should go check on the son of a bitch behind me. Head still pounding, I realized that the individual behind me could've been much more injured than I was, and I decided to check on them. Fuck it, Australia could wait. I slid out my car, holding on to the door to maintain me from falling. The solid ground spun underneath me, and it took a few hour to regain my vision. When all was back to normal, I proceeded to limp/walk to the other car.

"Hey, you okay ? I'm gon na open your room access alright ? Don't shoot."I shouted, unsure of what to really say. When there was no reply, I opened the driver's door, and saw a bloodied man. He was hunched over, and shaking. I heard little whoreson, and I instantly regretted wanting to drive away.

"Hey dude, can you hear me ? You're gon na be alright ok ? I'll shout an ambulance."I said, squatting by the door. He looked at me, and I saw this his eye were puffy and red, and there was a rather large contusion around his cervix. That definitely didn't face like it could've been caused by a crash. He looked to be around 24, his pilus was jet black, but he had green eyes. It was a spectacular look, and I caught myself staring. He finally broke the silence.

"N-no. No ambulance. Please, I can't pay for that. It's been a jumpy day, dedicate me your information and I'll just try and get you the money ok ? The man said, shaking his head.

I frowned. This guy was looney. Hell, he could have inner bleeding or some other serious injury, and I wasn't gon na let anyone die on my watch. Cheesy, but I just stand by and watch someone die the way I watched my Church Father die.

"How would you feel if I took care of you instead ? I know it's a really weird pass, but I just don't want you to anguish yourself any further."I said, giving him an awkward pat. Surprisingly, he nodded, and smiled. It was sort of cute. I frowned. What the fuck was with me ? I didn't like guys, and I definitely was as square as they came. I shook off the thoughts, helping him out of his car and into mine. I promised to nibble up his Honda later this break of day, and he just smiled again. The ride was short as I drove back to my station, making diminished talk along the way. I learned that his figure was Jace, and that he liked the Arctic Monkeys. Not often came out of him former than that. During the drive, I kept glancing over at him, staring at the bruise on his neck. It bothered me, and it was really quite odd. When we arrived, I went over to his slope to help him out, and together we hobbled up to my movement doorway. His eyes were wide as he took in the size of my firm. He looked like a piffling kid at a toy shop. I rang the intercom, and Tilly rushed to greet me. When she saw the both of us, she gasped and ushered us in. I told Jace that I would be taking a shower as I felt fine, and I left him with the maid. I stripped off, inspecting my wounds. The cut on my forehead was already dry, and I had a few bruises on my cheek and chest. zip that bad. I hopped into the exhibitioner and closed my middle, enjoying the feel of the body of water. My idea jumped to the stranger sitting downstairs, and I instantly became hard. I furrowed my brows in mental confusion, staring at my hard fellow member. I had an urge to consecrate myself a few heart, but I decided against it, it would've felt weird anyways. I dried off, wrapping the towel around my waist and walking into my sleeping accommodation. I was shocked to find a shirtless Jace sitting on one of the sofa, and he seemed equally in awe of me. I cleared my pharynx, and he snapped back to attention.

"tone man, thank you for everything. Really. It's just that I walked out on my boyfriend, and he decided to train it out on me. It's complicated, but I need to go back now. Thank you, really, but I should leave now."He said, fiddling with his thumbs. I felt something pass inside me. His contusion was obviously from his swain, a threat to keep him near. No, he wasn't leaving. Some damn psychopath was abusing him, and I wouldn't allow him to run back to that fucker. I strode into my water closet, grabbing a twain of sweats and a shirt. I put them on, and handed that former yoke to a pale looking Jace.

"Hey, look at me."I said, standing over him. He shrunk away from me, and I took a barge tone.
"Uhm I'm sorry if I scared you, it's just that it's not right for a guy like you to be held down by someone else so abusive."I continued, looking him in the eyes.
"Please, halt here. I'm not gay or anything like that, but I just want to help you out. I have association, and I can even get his ass put in jailhouse. Please don't go back."I finished, giving a friendly grin. All of a sudden, a pair of arms wrapped around me, and I felt rip soak the neck of my shirt. My dick went hard again, and I had to shift so that he wouldn't feel it. I really had to do something about that tonight. After a long hug, I showed him to the guest room and I called my receptionist, telling her to hold over the meeting and that I wouldn't be at work today. I finally felt exhausted for the foremost time in days, and I passed out in my bed.

I was abruptly woken up to a pleasant feeling. Still dazed, I peered at the time and saw that it was only 5 AM. Why was I even awake ? I felt the pleasance addition, and I was forced to face down. My jaw hit the ground, and I couldn't believe my eyes. Jace lay in between my ramification, lips over my swollen cock as he blew me. I stammered, and tried to push him off, but the feeling was too intense. He looked up at me, grinning before crawling up to conform to me.

"What the hell are you doing ?"I said, vocalisation quivering. Jace gave me a mephistophelean smiling, saying that this was his way of paying me back. His sass crashed onto mine, and I felt him rub my cock as we kissed. My head was spinning, and I did n't make love what to do. His lingua parted my rim, and our kiss deepened. I felt origin charge to my already hard dick, and I put my hand on his bare chest. piece of ass it, I was too horny to care anymore. We kissed again, not as frantic as before, but rather passionate. I flipped him onto his cover, planting kisses all around his beautiful body. I had to admit, he was really toned and had a beautiful complexion. His pants were still on, and I pulled them off, revealing his large 7 inch monster. I ran my script over his bureau again before he turned me around, spreading my cheek and licking my sensitive virgin hole. I let out involuntary groan as his tongue began to figure me, and as he stroked my Brobdingnagian member. Before long, he left my pickle, and I returned the favour. His moans turned me on, and I couldn't resist the flavour.

"Yeah, you like that red cent ? What do you want ?"I whispered in his ear.
"Please fuck me !"He yelled, arching his hole at me.
"What did you say ?"I grinned, rubbing my dick.
"Please stuff your stopcock into me ! Fuck me hard !"He screamed, moaning as he toyed with his nipples.
I spit in my manus, making sure that it was slippery before shoving my peter into him in one thrust. He let out a softened belly laugh, boldness buried in a pillow. I waited a few minute, letting him adjust to the size of my dick in his ass. Before hanker, I felt him grinding his ass on me, making my member vellication. I thrust slowly, enjoying the feel of his tight golf hole. It was better than any pussy I've ever had, and I couldn't get enough. I started thrusting faster, grabbing him by the pelvis and pulling him to me. I paused to let him climb up atop of me so that he could sit me. His heart were closed as he rose and fell on my cock, his dick slapping my abdomen. The swiftness increased, and I began to pump his cock as I heard Jace scream loudly.

"I'm cumming ! I'm cumming !"

I closed my eyes as well, holding him hips down on my peter. Cum shot out in stream all over my chest as he shuddered. I wasn't done yet. I shoved him into pooch posture, and began fucking him from the back. He complied, letting me tear his tender delay apart. I saw him jerking off as I screwed his ass, moaning in delight. My balls began to heat up up, and I pulled out of his ass. Jace knew exactly what to do, and he began sucking me off again. I squirted into his mouth, and cum leaked from the street corner of his lips as he tried to swallow it all. My hobble member fell from his mouth, and the both of us collapsed back on my bed. Both of us panting, Jace looked over to me and gave me a farsighted buss, and kissing all along the nape of my neck. I held him onto of me, savouring the feeling. I never knew how good it felt to fuck someone in the ass, and I wanted to know what it was like on the invite end. Jace seemed to read my mind, and I smiled as troll 2 began .