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Part Three
Previously; After a hot anonymous encounter Billy Douglas and Antonio Vega were unable to forget the hot sex as well as the connection they felt. Billy's friend Kevin Sheffield had the misfortune of running into a hustler hired by his well meaning frat brothers he'd had the misfortune of humiliating himself over.
Rex Balsam wasn't ashamed of his hustling past but was indignant that a former john would dismiss him so cavalierly now despite Rex's newfound respectability working with Police Commissioner Bo Buchanan. He decided to teach the snobby, condescending gay boy a lesson.......
From the corner of his eye, Kevin noted the movement of the blonde and breathed a sigh of relief. The unbearably sexy blonde was going to leave for the night. But then the blonde stepped toward Kevin's stool and Kevin nearly choked on a gulp of his drink.
Rex felt a bit of satisfaction when the other man choked a bit on his drink. Good, he huffed, now he'd really scare the shit out of the snob! Rex took a seat next to Kevin and deliberately pulled it close to Kevin so that their legs and thighs brushed. He felt Kevin tremble and was both pleased and excited by the reaction. Rex spoke to the bartender and ordered another drink.
Kevin prayed that the blonde wouldn't speak to him. His throat was dry and he was frozen to the spot. He merely kept his head bowed.
Rex took a sip of his beer and nonchalantly turned a bit toward Kevin. "I couldn't help noticing you from the other end of the bar." Rex smiled. "Haven't we met before?"
Kevin's cheeks flushed anew. "No." Was his monosyllabic response.
"Yeah," Rex pressed, "you were at some frat party I went to a few years back." Rex increased the pressure of his muscular thigh against Kevin's.
"I think you have me confused with some one else," Kevin offered weakly, still looking blankly at the bar top.
"No," Rex shook his head. The rich boy wasn't going to get out of it that easily. "We talked quite a bit. You're Kevin.....something or other. Am I right?"
Kevin hesitated. He couldn't lie. He had never been a very good liar. "Yeah," he mumbled.
"I knew it!" Rex said innocently. "I'm Rex, remember? We were up in your room.....talking for hours." Rex lowered a hand and rested it on Kevin's thigh. He gently kneaded it.
Kevin threw a boner at the touch of the muscle stud's sure certain hand.
"I....I'm not sure."
"Hmmm," Rex teased. "That's too bad, because I remember you." Rex rubbed his hand closer to Kevin's evident erection. "I'm sure that if we....," his hand struck Kevin's born and the younger man looked sharply down at Rex's hand kneading his denim clad erection, "talked a bit it would all come.....back to you."
Kevin tried to shift, but Rex's grasp was firm....and sensuous, Kevin admitted. He shot for the only way out. "I....I think I do remember," he at last looked at Rex in challenge, "but I don't have any money for your time."
Rex flinched in the stool a bit at the kid's caustic remark but then grinned at the kid's guts. "Who said anything about money?" He asked smoothly. "This is just a.....pleasurable conversation." His hand suddenly stilled over Kevin's boner. "But.....I doubt you could afford me...otherwise." He said a bit tartly.
Kevin made a face and looked away again.
"But," Rex resumed massaging Kevin's boner and was rewarded by a damp circle forming through the denim. The kid was hot for him. Rex's heart began to race. "We're old friends catching up, aren't we?"
"I....."
Rex cut him off. "What do you say we leave this place and go somewhere a bit more quiet to get reacquainted?"
Kevin didn't want to. He knew that it was crazy. He'd been humiliated over this man back then, but....he'd never wanted or been attracted to a man this much before. "Ok."
Rex was surprised at the affirmative response. "Right," he smiled, "let's go."
Kevin nodded and rose from the stool. Rex rose and Kevin was ushered out of Chaos by the firm pressure of Rex's hand on his lower back. As Kevin and Rex exited the bar and walked to the parking lot, Kevin rationalized that it would be a once in a life time, crazy one night stand and that would be ok.
Rex was taken aback by his own responses to Kevin. He was throwing a major boner and his heart was still racing. Despite his confidant pressure upon Kevin's back, Rex's inclination was to touch Kevin's hot ass. Rex's gaze lowered. And it was a hot ass. But Rex fought the urge by looping a finger through one of the belt loops at Kevin's waist band.
As Kevin stopped at the side of his car, Rex turned Kevin to face him. His hot gaze traveled Kevin's form. "You are one hottie," Rex conceded more to himself, "but I've thought things over again."
Kevin blinked in confusion. "You've thought things over...again?" He questioned.
"Yeah," Rex shrugged, "sorry, but you were right earlier. You can't afford me."
Kevin's eyes blinked in indignation.
"Besides," Rex grinned, "I've got an even hotter girlfriend waiting for me back at my apartment."
Kevin's indignation was replaced by raw disappointment. For a second, a pang of regret crossed Rex's mind. He almost gave in and agreed to go home with the cutie after all. But Rex wasn't gay and he didn't need to hustle gay men any more to make a fast buck. He was a respectable businessman now. To break Kevin's spell and pull, Rex absently looked over Kevin's shoulder to his motorcycle parked several spots away.
"Maybe I'll see you around, hmm?"
Kevin frowned. "I doubt it."
Rex shrugged and sauntered around Kevin to his motorcycle fighting the urge to turn back to the sexy young man. His body language gave no indication of his inward struggle. Kevin watched the confidant sexy stud in bitterness. As the motorcycle revved and sped off, Kevin berated himself for being such a stupid jerk.
Antonio Vega couldn't shake the cute little gay number from the club later that night despite beautiful Jessica Buchanan lying at his side in his darkened apartment bedroom. They'd had sex but for some reason Antonio's movements had been mechanical. He'd fumbled a bit when his orgasm took longer than expected and he hated to conceded that what brought the climax was the memory of the hot little gay boi's lips wrapped around his cock. For a moment in the darkened room he remembered the nights in his prison cell and Powell sleeping in his arms. That was over, Antonio affirmed as he turned on his side and grasped Jessica's sleeping form in emphasis.
Kevin Buchanan was driving the streets of down town Llanview desperately search for a bar still open. It was nearly 2am and Kevin really was in no hurry to rush back to his apartment. It wasn't as if he could really do anything with Kelly anyway, he grimaced. He felt like half a man. The fact that it was his impotence that was keeping him and Kelly from having a baby hurt his macho pride more than he cared to admit. Fuck! What the hell was the matter with him? He'd always been a bit of a stud and fucked like crazy in the past!
The flashing lights of Club Chaos caught his bitter attention and he pulled his sports car into the adjacent parking lot. As he brought the car to a stop, he automatically reached into the glove compartment and pulled a silver flask full of vodka and brought the narrow spout to his lips. He chugged a generous amount, shoved it back into the glove compartment and slid out of the vehicle. He glanced around the parking lot absently and noted a slim male figure leaning back against a Toyota make. The younger man had his head bowed and his hands were rubbing at his eyes. Kevin wasn't sure if the man were sick or crying. Being the son of upstanding Victoria Lord, Kevin walked toward the other man.
Kevin Sheffield was unaware of the other man's approach until he heard a deep masculine voice address him.
"Are you alright," Buchanan asked the younger man.
Kevin lifted his head and lowered his arms to cross against his chest as he looked at the intruder. "I just had a bit much to drink," Kevin lied.
Buchanan nodded. Looking more closely at the younger man, he was hit by recognition. "Hey," he said, "are you a friend of Billy Douglas?"
Kevin blinked in surprise and took a closer look at the handsome older man. "Yes, but do I know you? Are you one of Billy's friends?"
Friend? Kevin Buchanan would have hardly called it that. While Buchanan wasn't gay, he wasn't opposed to enjoying sex with a gay man and throughout much of high school and college, he'd fucked around with Douglas regularly. He'd tried to continue when Billy went off to college, even visiting him once or twice and fucking the shit out of Billy in his dorm. However, both of their schedules just grew too incompatible for continuing the arrangement. It certainly hadn't been that Billy's hot butt stopped being compatible with Buchanan's ten inch cock!
"Uh yeah," Buchanan hedged. "Well, actually he's more of a friend of my sister Jessica."
Kevin registered the name and it registered just who the man before him was. Kevin Buchanan, the straight man that Billy messed around with for years. Kevin's curiosity was piqued. He recalled all of the stories Billy regaled on him and Kevin wondered if Buchanan's cock was really as big as Billy claimed.
"I think we met briefly one time when I came through town and visited." Buchanan drawled. He couldn't recall the younger man's name but he recalled that he had been Billy's only gay friend at the time. And he was cuter than Buchanan had remembered.
"I'm Kevin Sheffield," Kevin extended his hand and Buchanan grasped it firmly in his larger hand.
He chuckled a bit, "I'm Kevin too, Kevin Buchanan."
"I know, Billy told me. I've heard all about you." Unconsciously Kevin's gaze briefly glanced at Buchanan's crotch.
Buchanan chuckled. "Have you?" Kevin blushed and Buchanan was warmed by the growing erection within his business slacks. It was the first real erection he'd had without benefit of all the fertility and erectile drugs he and Kelly had tried. Buchanan's confidence grew. "It was all true, I'm sure."
Kevin blushed a bit but held the other man's gaze. Kevin wasn't totally promiscuous, but he certainly wasn't one to let an opportunity slip by. The blonde hustler had wound him up as well as piss him off. Now he was horny as hell. Kevin allowed his gaze to lower to Buchanan's obvious erection. "It certainly seems to be," Kevin agreed boldly. Even if the blonde hadn't wanted him, this sexy businessman did.
Buchanan nodded in confidant approval. "Oh it is," he groped the boner straining in his slacks.
"Well...." Kevin played coy.
to be continued.....