Chapter 30
Chapter thirty
Gavin
Gavin took Johnny to a little café for breakfast. Bessos Café was indistinct in a small strip mall across from the beach.
You couldn’t even see the water from there, but a couple of tables in front of their store had huge rainbow-colored umbrellas over them.
That made Johnny want to stop there, and Gavin had been discovering he could hardly say no to anything that made Johnny smile.
Johnny ordered pecan waffles. Of course.
Gavin ordered an omelet with a ton of stuff in it that came out covering a huge plate.
The food was delicious, and the service homey and warm.
When Gavin was nearly finished with all he could eat, he still had a good bit left on the plate.
He leaned back and sipped his coffee and watched Johnny stuffing his mouth full of waffle.
Oddly enough, he would gladly watch that scene every day for the rest of his life.
Johnny swallowed his food and smiled shyly as if he’d been caught in the act. “How’s that new endorsement thing going?”
Gavin lifted a brow. “Changing the subject?”
“We were on a subject?”
“Guess not.”
Johnny winked at him. He knew what Gavin meant. “Endorsements?” He waved his fork around, determined to get the conversation away from eating before the subject of what’s in Johnny’s mouth came up.
“Okay, then.” He’d let Johnny have this one since they happened to be in public.
“I made an appointment with brD. That’s Back Road Dog Promotion and Graphics.
It’s for later today. I’m trying to get Craige a commercial.
Figured it was smart to do while we’re here since their headquarters are in Florida.
After that, we can go to the beach. I reserved the hotel for another night. ”
“Is that why you asked me to leave my plane ticket open-ended?”
“Yes, I want you to stay longer.”
“Sounds like fun.” Johnny only sounded half excited.
“What’s wrong?”
“This is fun. It’s like a whirlwind romance, but when does reality set in? We can’t always do shit like this. Morocco. Clearwater...”
“No, we can’t.” Gavin leaned in closer, stretching as if he could cross the table and be right in Johnny’s sweet face. “But right now, maybe you need a little bit of this whirlwind romance stuff. Time to relax and think about things. Think about what you want. I hope that’s me.”
“It is you, but I still don’t know how to make it happen.”
“Isn’t it already happening?” Johnny didn’t answer.
He played with his fork, swirling it in the syrup.
“I do have to get to this meeting. You can chill at the hotel, or go shopping, or see the sights. Whatever you want. I’ll meet you for some beach time this afternoon.
Then we’ll talk more. I have a proposition for you. ”
“Does that involve taking the cock cage off?” he whispered under his breath. Gavin had enjoyed taking it off the night before and putting it back on that morning before they’d left for the café.
“No, but we’ll do that too.” He wiggled his eyebrows. He loved how Johnny had been responding so far. Gavin wasn’t about serious BDSM, but he enjoyed kinky sex, and Johnny seemed to be getting something out of it. He had a need to be submissive, and Gavin was more than happy to help him with that.
Scott Walker from the Back Road Dog team was a shrewd negotiator.
brD was one of the only promotion companies that worked solely with motocross industries.
Scott wanted to try him out with a few print ads, maybe in a magazine or online spots first, but Gavin needed something bigger. He pushed for a commercial series.
Scott shook his head and set his water bottle on the conference room table. “He’s a nobody. I can’t sell him. None of my clients are going to want him in their commercials.”
“He’s a rising star. You’ll be in on the ground floor.”
Scott laughed. “It’s not a new business. This is a kid who didn’t make it in the 250s.”
“I’m glad you did your homework, Scott, but he did make it. He has an excellent record, and now with BikeMax behind him on the bigger bike, he’s going to shine. He’s motivated. Did you see his race yesterday?”
Scott’s fingers tapped against the table. “Yeah, you know I did. Otherwise, I wouldn’t be sitting here with you on a freakin’ Sunday.”
Gavin grinned smugly and held up his hands. What could he do?
Scott leaned forward, putting weight on his arm resting on the table. “Right now, this would be us making him, not him promoting for us.”
“Ah...not true, though. Okay, maybe somewhat. Overall, though? It will be Craige Lee, new Supercross star, and he was with brD from the beginning. This is his beginning. You get that, right?”
“Honestly, Gavin, I don’t know shit about this kid. I know you, though.” Scott had dated one of his sister’s friends back in college. They might have run in similar circles, but they’d never been close friends. “And I know your reputation. I hear nothing but good things from BikeMax this year.”
“That means something, right?”
“Of course it does.” Scott leaned back in his chair, pursing his lips together. Gavin waited. “Here’s what I can do.”
They agreed to do a small endorsement with a ten-second spot in a commercial with the potential to increase that based on the kid’s performance.
They’d also throw out some print ads. They could do the photoshoot at the same time they filmed the commercial.
Scott already had the perfect client for Craige to represent.
Satisfied, Gavin shook Scott’s hand firmly.
He emailed the kid with the news. He seriously needed to get Craige a good agent.
Soon, he wouldn’t have time to be pimping endorsements, and that was beyond his job title anyway.
He needed to be working on the team as a whole.
Making sure shit happened correctly. That the team went where they were supposed to, that the riders had the right trainers and equipment, and he had the right riders on the team.
He still needed another guy for the 250s.
Gavin headed back to the hotel to meet up with Johnny.
He looked forward to getting him out to the beach.
Fun in the sun and water would be a great way to end the day.
When he opened the door, Johnny lay on the bed, naked with his arms and legs spread wide.
The light from the bedside lamp glinted off the steel of the cock cage.
The bottom circled Johnny’s balls snugly, locked there so he couldn’t get out without the key Gavin kept in his pocket.
From the ring, a central backbone of metal stretched over the length of Johnny’s penis with ribs that wrapped around his cock.
The metal capped over the tip of his dick and had little holes so Johnny could pee without an issue.
He’d had it custom made specifically for Johnny from surgical steel and titanium.
It practically shined there, calling out to Gavin and inviting him to play.
Johnny’s legs spread wider, showing him everything. Johnny looked luscious.
“Hey, come here, Johnny.”
Johnny slid off the bed and stood in front of Gavin, looking up at him with thick lashes framing his dark blue eyes. They seemed deep, filled with mysteries that urged Gavin to discover them. He leaned in and kissed Johnny softly. Their lips slid slowly across each other, sensuous and desirable.
“Undress me,” Gavin commanded.
Johnny rubbed Gavin’s chest with his palms before working on the buttons. Once he’d popped them open, he untucked the shirt, then ran his hands along Gavin’s arms from shoulder to wrist. He unbuttoned the cuffs and slid the shirt off. He laid it across the dresser before dropping to his knees.
Gavin loved seeing him there, even if it was only for undressing.
Johnny kissed his crotch through the material of his pants.
He unbuttoned them and dropped them down Gavin’s thighs.
He stopped and untied Gavin’s shoes then pulled them off.
He worked through all his clothes until Gavin stood naked in the middle of the hotel room.
“Okay?” Johnny asked. He’d never looked so vulnerable, and seeing him that way made Gavin’s chest tighten.
“More than okay. Get on the bed, please.”
Johnny scrambled to obey, lying on his back so Gavin could take the cage off.
“You’re so gorgeous.” He rubbed his hands all over Johnny’s legs, thighs, hips, stomach, and chest. He couldn’t get enough skin under his palms. He fit the key in and pulled off the cage, then dropped it on the bed beside them.
When he rubbed Johnny’s balls, his dick rose to greet him, filling out so fast, it must have made Johnny light-headed.
Gavin rubbed his cock and tickled under Johnny’s balls, loving the way he squirmed. “Mmm...I want to watch you.”
“Okay.”
“Will you ride me? Ride my cock, Johnny?”
“Yes.”
Gavin stood up and sat in the chair tucked in the corner of the room. “Grab the lube and come here.”
Johnny did as asked. He opened a condom and rolled it over Gavin’s hard cock.
He lubed it up with a few good strokes before he straddled Gavin’s lap.
Gavin helped him line his cock up to his hole, then Johnny slowly slid down, taking it all.
He’d prepared sufficiently before Gavin arrived. Already loose, he took Gavin easily.
“Ride, Johnny. Fuck yourself on my dick. I want to see you.”
Johnny’s feet tucked into the chair beside Gavin’s thighs, giving him more leverage. He rose and fell, slowly, tightening his ass, rotating his hips.
“Feel good, Johnny?”
“God, yes,” he said, moaning low.
Gavin leaned forward, mouthing over Johnny’s throat, licking his bobbing Adam’s apple. “Move faster,” Gavin said against Johnny’s skin.
Johnny picked up the pace, his cock slapping against his abs as he bounced on Gavin’s dick.
“Fuck! Johnny, you are the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen. Ugh...fuck...so good, baby.”