Chapter 50
DERRICK
“Mr. Jones, welcome home,” Ernesto says, greeting me at the door.
“Oh. Hi. I assumed, as it’s so late, that I wouldn’t be seeing you again.”
“I’m here until I’m dismissed, sir.”
Oh shit. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know. Please, go to bed, you must be exhausted.”
Ernesto smirks. “I’m not. Is there anything else you want from me before I leave?” His eyes slide down my body.
Is there anything else I need? “Someone might be coming over later, so a bucket of beers might be nice.”
“I can arrange that.”
Then an idea pops into my mind. “Would you mind staying for a little bit and um … having some fun before my friend comes over?”
“I’d love to. Let me get those beers while you relax. I can meet you in the pool if you like, it’s a beautiful night,” Ernesto suggests.
I nod. That sounds like a great idea. I strip off everything because who needs clothes when they are all about to come off.
Once I’m undressed, I sink into the cool water and swim around.
It’s much deeper than I anticipated, oh, and there’s a shelf or step in there, too.
Looking out across the sandy beach to the midnight black ocean, the sounds of the waves crashing relax me.
Moments later, Ernesto comes back in with a bucket of beers and a companion.
“Mr. Jones, I believe your guest is here.” He smirks, placing the bucket near me.
“Thanks.” I wink as I watch Chance walk in, looking unsure of the situation. “Chance, hey, hope you don’t mind, but I’ve asked Ernesto to join me tonight.”
“Oh.” Chance seems surprised as he looks between me and Ernesto.
“You’re welcome to join.” I smirk as I turn and look at my butler and urge him to join me in the pool. He doesn’t hesitate, quickly stripping and submerging himself into the water, and he pops up near me making me giggle.
“Maybe your friend needs more convincing,” he whispers, giving me a devilish smirk.
I nod in agreement, and he picks me up and places me on the edge of the pool.
I’m naked, and I watch Chance’s eyes flare with heat as he notices.
My attention is pulled back to Ernesto as he slides my thighs open, and heat flickers through my body as his hands slide along my thighs before cupping my now awakened cock.
He gives it a couple of tugs, making me groan, as I feel myself harden under his skillful hands.
I look up over the man and watch Chance’s eyes hood with desire.
He palms his cock through his pants before his attention is drawn back to my eyes.
I raise an inquisitive brow at him, then let my eyes fall to the tenting in his pants.
Ernesto’s mouth engulfs my cock, and my attention is pulled away as I close my eyes and moan.
“Fuck.” Ernesto’s skillful lips and throat have my body tingling. It feels so good. When I open my eyes again, I see Chance standing there with his cock in his hand, jerking himself off.
Fuck that’s hot.
Chance’s eyes meet mine and never leave as I watch his hand slide up and down his shaft, twisting it at the tip, which makes his teeth sink into his bottom lip.
My fingers run through Ernesto’s hair as I make him take my cock further down his throat, opening greedily for me as my cock thickens. He really is a savant of cock sucking.
“That’s it, choke on it.” I fuck Ernesto’s face, the delicious hum of his greediness sends shivers over my body. Looking up, I see Chance is lost in his desires. I watch his tip leak as his thumb swipes over the tip, using it for lubrication as his hand slides easily over his velvety skin.
“Yes, that’s it, yes,” I moan as my butler cups my balls and gives them a tight tug. “You like this, Chance, watching Ernesto suck my cock?”
“Yes.”
“Do you wish it were you choking on it instead?”
“Yes.”
“Why don’t you join us then?” I ask him, I squeeze Ernesto’s shoulder, asking him to slow down, and he does instantly, pulling me back from the edge.
Chance hesitates for a fraction of a second before he disrobes and slides into the pool.
“Come sit beside me.” I tap the edge of the pool.
His cock stands to attention as he takes a seat.
Ernesto slowly slides off my cock and eyes Chance’s.
“May I?” he asks. Chance nods, and Ernesto’s mouth engulfs Chance’s cock.
“Holy shit,” he curses.
“He’s so fucking good, isn’t he?” I chuckle as I continue to touch myself.
“Is he sucking my soul out?” Chance huffs as his fingers grip the edge.
“Feels like it. Don’t fight it,” I warn him.
“I need to touch you, D,” Chance asks.
“Touch me then,” I tell him as he reaches out and takes over from my own hand, a hiss falling from my lips as he slides his hand over my cock.
Yes. A moan falls from my lips. Then Ernesto looks up, changes sides, and his mouth engulfs my cock as my hand then takes Chance’s cock.
Oh, wow, the sensations are dizzying. Ernesto alternates between us as he brings us both to the edge.
I’m the first to blow down Ernesto’s throat, who takes it so well, then once I’ve finished, he moves back to Chance, and he finishes next.
Wow.
Ernesto looks between us proudly. “That was fun.” He smirks, wiping his lips.
“Do, um, you need something?” I ask, looking at him.
He shakes his head. “Unless either of you is offering.”
“What would you like?” I ask him.
“You know that is a dangerous question to ask me, Mr. Jones.” He smirks.
“We want to know,” Chance adds.
“I would like to do what we did last time, but this time I want his mouth on your cock while I fuck you,” Ernesto confesses.
Well damn. Yes. Tie me up again. Not sure if my dick will be ready to go again so quickly, but I’m willing to try.
“Yes,” I moan. Chance raises a curious brow at me. “Just you wait.” I grin at him. “Let’s go,” I say as we get out of the pool and quickly dry off. “Get on the bed, Chance. On your back and wait for us,” I command him. He doesn’t hesitate and does as he is told.
“You do the same. All fours, and I’ll do the rest,” Ernesto tells me.
I nod and scurry onto the bed, but this time I crawl over Chance and lean in and kiss him.
He instantly kisses me back. It’s been such a long time since we have done anything sexual together, and I know this is wrong because I don’t want to give him mixed messages. This won’t continue when we get home.
“Chance …” I say, slowing our kisses down.
“Hmm,” he mumbles as his lips caress my neck.
“What happens in Paradise, stays in Paradise,” I tell him. Chance stills. “I’m having fun, but that is all it can be. Do you understand?”
Chance frowns but nods. “I understand.”
“We are friends,” I say, grabbing his chin, making him look at me, “we will always be friends.”
“I’ve missed you.”
“I know you have, but you know why I …”
He nods. “I’m sorry I hurt you, D. Truly.” I can hear the sincerity in his voice.
“You don’t have to keep apologizing. As long as you are healthy and happy, that is all I care about.”
Chance frowns again. “I’m healthy, but not sure if I’ve ever been happy.” My heart breaks hearing him say that, but the moment is broken when Ernesto opens the restraints from the bed, and they fall between us. “What the?”
“Wait and see, it’s delicious.” I smirk as I sit up and start wrapping the restraints around my hands. Chance sits up on his elbows and watches my movements with intrigue. Ernesto tampers with the levers and secures me in place.
“Continue what you were doing before. I need him warmed up,” Ernesto tells us.
Now that my hands are bound, it’s going to make things awkward, but I lean forward, and the levers hold me in place as I kiss Chance again.
He kisses me back slowly, but is distracted by everything going on.
I’m suspended over Chance as if I am hovering, then I feel Ernesto rubbing oil against my skin, the cool liquid tingling but soothing as his expert fingers slide inside the delicate hole.
A moan slides across my lips as he inserts a second finger, my eyes shutting as the sensations take over.
Chance smirks as he starts licking my skin.
He moves down toward my nipples and softly nibbles them, making me groan.
“He likes that, keep it up,” Ernesto tells Chance, and he does with gusto.
I am at his whim as I can’t move, which emboldens Chance as his hand slides down to my half-hard cock.
He teases, gently running his fingers over the soft skin, helping my cock to harden again.
Suddenly, Ernesto’s fingers disappear, and the blunt tip of his dick slides between my cheeks.
He’s teasing me, they both are, I realize.
This isn’t what is supposed to happen, I’m supposed to be teasing Chance.
How did the tables turn so quickly? Ernesto’s fingers grip my hips and he pushes against me.
“So tight. So ready. Your hole is eager to be filled.” He chuckles, pushing in the entire way, making me hiss.
“I’m going to move him into another position, something that will be beneficial to us both.
” Chance stops playing with me and sits back, then the butler pulls on the leathers, and I’m now no longer hovering.
He has me semi-straight as he starts to move in me.
“His cock is in the perfect position for you,” Ernesto tells Chance, who looks up at my butler and smirks, and the next thing I know, Chance is turning around, and his mouth wraps around my cock, a happy hum murmurs through his throat as he takes me in.
He lets Ernesto’s rhythm push me further down his throat as my dick starts to come back to life.
Closing my eyes, I let the sensations take over and lose myself to the experience. It’s deliciously dirty.
I must blank out at some point because it’s the sound of Ernesto roaring his release that brings me back to the moment.
“Yes, yes, yes.” He groans.
“My turn.” Chance tells Ernesto, who pulls himself out of me.
There are a couple of moments while I’m just hanging there being moved about, and then I’m being lowered onto Chance’s cock.
He looks up at me with a devilish grin as I slide onto his cock.
“Yes.” He hisses as I engulf him. I can’t move, all I can do is enjoy Chance’s thrusts as he fucks me.
And fuck me he does.
“That was so good.” Chance moans as Ernesto gets me down from the contraption.
“So good.” I chuckle as my body feels like it’s run a marathon.
“I suggest you both have a shower, while I bid you both a farewell,” Ernesto says.
“Thanks.” I nod as I try to make my legs move.
Chance walks naked into the bathroom, and I hear the shower start, and I follow suit.
I’m confused at how the night has gone and as much fun as it was, I’m disappointed in myself for falling back into bed with Chance.
I was supposed to be stronger than that.
He opens the shower door for me, and I step in, letting the warm water relieve my aching muscles.
“That was fun. I can’t wait to explore more of what this island has on offer.” He grins as he lathers himself up.
“Who knew something like this existed?” I do the same and wash myself. We both fall silent as we clean.
Then we step out and grab the robes hanging in the bathroom. “Want a beer?” I ask him.
“Yeah. That would be nice,” he answers.
Grabbing the bucket of beers that are still out by the pool, I bring them back inside to the living room. I hand one to Chance, grab one for myself, and take a seat. “So …” I start.
“D, I get it, you’re kicking me out,” Chance says, sipping his beer.
“No, I’m just … not sure what to do.”
“Would you hate it if I asked to stay?” Chance asks.
“The night?” I question him, and he nods. “And then what?”
“I’ll leave in the morning. I don’t want the night to end, and I miss cuddling you,” he confesses.
“Chance …” I say his name in warning.
“Nothing more. I promise. Just old-fashioned cuddling, and then I’ll be gone. You and I can explore Paradise as if tonight never happened.”
“I’m not ashamed of what happened tonight, it was fun …”
“But it was a one-time thing,” Chance answers for me.
“Yes. Does that make me a horrible person? I kind of want to explore what else is on offer on the island,” I tell him honestly.
He nods. “I appreciate the honesty, D. You have always been honest with me. Besides my bandmates, you’re the only other person I can trust in my life.”
Oh.
“I’m a fucked-up person, D. Therapy has made me see that, I have a lot of demons in my life that I need to quell before I can truly be with anyone.”
“Anyone, as in female or male?”
Chance takes a sip of his beer, contemplating that question. “Honestly, I don’t know. Who knows which way I’ll lean when my journey is over.”
“As long as you are happy, it doesn’t matter who you end up with. Life is too short, Chance, to not live it authentically,” I tell him.
“I know. I’m working on it,” he says sadly.
Silence falls between us as we quietly drink our beers.
“Fine, you can stay, but no funny business.” I point at him.
“Promise.” He smirks.
And he did as promised.
It was disappointing to wake up alone in the morning, but it was nice being held all night.