Rough Weather

Newsreporter:

Tomorrow there will be a heavy snowfall on Mt. Vernon. The temperatures will drop below -7° Fahrenheit and the slopes will be closed until next Monday. Be careful out there and try not to leave your home for the whole weekend.

 

Charles: Aw that’s great! Sebastian, come over here and listen to this bimbo’s report. I mean come on, she said yesterday that this weekend’s weather is going to snow free?!

 

Sebastian: You have to leave it to global warming to wreck our lives. You think we will be able to drive back down on Monday?

 

Charles: I’m not so sure. If the roads clear before noon, we probably can.

 

Sebastian: I guess that’s fair. [Sounds worried]

 

Charles: Come here. [Pats on lap]

 

Sebastian: … [Sits on his lap]

 

Charles: Don’t be scared. I know it’s your first time up here and I know how it feels to face your first snowfall.

 

Sebastian: [Scoffs] Oh PUH-LEASSE! I’m not scared of a bit of snow. It’s just I’m hungry.

 

Charles: Oh. [bursts in laughter and pokes his stomach] Alright, I’ll see if we can order some room service to our (love nest) room.

 

Sebastian: Ask for Bread and coffee. Thank you

 

Charles: Sure no problem. [He speed dials Room service]

 

Room Service: Hello, how may I serve you?

 

Charles: Hey Kevin! Listen, can I get the “usual” and some sweet bread and black coffee?

 

Room service: My name is not Kevin, it’s Tyler and sure. We are out of red, is white fine?

 

Charles: Just give me something red.

 

Room service: Gotcha. Anything else?

 

Charles: A box of Magnums XL. [Whispers into the phone]

 

Room service: Suuurree. Whatever you say, kiddo. [He chuckles and hangs up the phone]

 

Sebastian: I’m going to take a shower, Charles. Let me know when the food is here. [He jumped out of his lap and picked up his hotel complimentary: shampoo, conditioner, bar soap. He as well grabbed his pajamas laid on his bed and took it to the bathroom. After setting the water temperature to his liking, Sebastian dips his whole body in the lukewarm water filled tub.]

 

Charles: Let me put on some soft music so he won’t the notice of the loud noise.

 

In thirty minutes or so, Kevin arrived with his cart full of the “usual”: Whipped cream, a box of red rose petals ready to be used for a romantic evening, a bottle of white, not red wine, a box of chocolates and Sebastian’s coffee and bread. Naked Charles opens the door exposing his most prized possession to Tyler.

 

Not Kevin: Okay, you need to stop doing this every time I bring your crap, customer.

 

Charles: Oh no-no, you can’t talk to me like that Kevin. I can report you.

 

Not Kevin: It’s been three years, go ahead. I’m done dealing with your crap.

 

Charles: I know you want it. [His boner waves to the bellboy]

 

Not Kevin: I’m not bending the bush here. Keep that small guy to yourself buddy.

 

Charles: Whatever you say Kevin.

 

Not Kevin pushes the cart in the room and runs down the hallway in disgust. Charles bursts into laughter and closes the door.

Soon after he prepares his romantic evening with Sebastian by dressing the bed in roses and pouring the wine into two glasses, he wears a purple robe and sits in his lounge chair waiting for his meal. As Sebastian comes out the bathroom smelling like the first day of spring, Charles was quick to blindfold him to start his love ritual.

 

Charles: Listen to the sound of my voice and nothing more…you smell amazing and I want to feed you like it’s buffet. Your stomach will be full with my love and the taste of sweet cream because tonight…You are all mine.

 

Sebastian: !!!

 

Charles: Follow the direction of your body with your other senses. Feel the stimulation without seeing me. Only then, you’d understand my feelings for you.

 

Charles guides Sebastian to their rose covered bed and sits him down on the edge. He broke a piece of bread to place into Sebastian’s mouth as he was hungry.

 

Charles: Bite every last bit of this. Enjoy it and I’ll give you more.

 

While Sebastian ate his bread, Charles placed his dick in his hand and gently give it a good rub, enough to start up his stimulation.

 

Charles: That’s a good boy. This next one requires a bit of tongue, be gentle or you will regret it.

 

Charles lowered Sebastian’s head enough to reach the meet his “head” halfway. In attempt to thrust his dick into his mouth, he jabbed Sebastian in his blindfolded eye.

 

Sebastian: [Removes his blindfold] What the actual fuck? You hit me in my damn eye?

 

Charles: This never happened before. Damn, have I lost my aim? I’m usually quite accurate.

 

Sebastian: Yeah sure you are. My fucking eye. Goddammit. We are not doing this. [Points at Charles’ dick] And put that guy away.

 

Charles: Fuck it. I’m done screwing around. [Smacks him in the face and flips him around showing his bare bottom. He insert his infamous Johnson into his anus and starts to blow the shit out his whiny partner] Stop being such a pussy and take this fucking dick properly.

 

In high speed, the man thrusts in and out his anus while smacking it, leaving it bruised with his hand marks.

 

Sebastian: HARDER! HARDER!

 

His moans drove Charles crazy and acted upon his wishes. With all his might he thumps his huge ball sacks against his lover’s and secreted a bit of semen in his anus for lubricant.

 

Sebastian: I need you to go deeper, Charles! DEEPER!

 

Charles’ cannot obey his command since it is physically impossible for a puny penis to penetrate to his lover’s delight. After much attempt, he falls over from exhaustion.

 

Sebastian: Aww, that’s it? Get your ass up and lay down on the bed.

 

Charles does so and breathes hard from his previous action. Sebastian sets Charles in a missionary position and lowers himself to Charles’ bare chest.  

 

Sebastian: It’s time I teach you how it’s really done Charlie. This will hurt, since this bad boy hasn’t had any action since last March.

 

And so, Sebastian inserts his penis into Charles’ mouth while hovering over him. His long, skinny dick is shoved in all the way and back slowly. Charles is in tears as he gags on his dick from the back of his throat. The first time was painful, and that was what Charles was experiencing. He never gave oral to another person before. All his lovers were submissive so, he had to do all the physical work and communication. However, this current one sure did give him a surprise. One that he will never forget, an imprint of a man whose dick is greater than his unworthy, warm, virgin mouth. Spellbound by its glory, Charles was throwing up bits of stomach fluids from thanks to that magnificent cock.

 

Sebastian: Haha, you need some practice. Don’t worry, with me you’ll have all the practice in the world.

 

Sebastian removed his cock one last time and wiped it against the blankets from the fluids. He crawls out the bed and turns to give Charles a good ol’ fashioned beatdown while he still laid in the missionary position. With every thrust, Charles cringed in pain and excitement. He was enjoying himself being plowed than plowing others for a change.

 

Charles: As much as I am en-j-joying this Sebas…be gentle, you have already proven your might with my mouth; my bottom is one that cannot take as much heat.

 

Sebastian: In my country, a man isn’t a man if he doesn’t take it hard the first time. So I’d have to decline your request. El Vaquero never backs down any challenge, even the easy ones.

 

El Vaquero, Sebastian’s penis dives into his butthole exceeding his lover’s limitations. Like a drill applying pressure into a wall with a screw, that was the sensation that left Charles in a black out, lifeless and out of any desire to continue further. His butthole we destroyed. Completely. In the final release, Sebastian lays a nice sticky mess over his anus, chest, and a bit in his sick lover’s face. He laughed until he was rudely interrupted by the sounds of knock of his hotel room.

 

Not Kevin: I brought your wheelchair, Mr. Presley…

 

Sebastian: I’ll make sure to give this to him. He will need it for at least two weeks. [He smirks]

 

Not Kevin: Uh Huh…I’m going to go now. I have to do stuff…

 

Sebastian: Well alright, farewell until we meet again my next victim.

 

Scared, Not Kevin runs down the staircases fearing that he will chase after him to tear him a new one. Sebastian pushes the cart in and closes the door behind him. He put on his robe and placed his feet up on the recliner. He was tired and relieved he was able to get that out of his system. He then notices the wine placed on the table and he helps himself to it. He pulls out a magazine and spends the rest of the evening reading until the sun rose. His partner remains unconscious and his butt twitches from the pain.

 

Sebastian: I probably killed him. Oops.