by A R Steele
Jesse kissed him again, running his fingers along Shade’s back and digging his nails into the fabric of his T-shirt. Shade groaned softly, wishing Jesse would just pull up his shirt and put his hands all over him. This guy made him want to get ravaged. He was desperate for release.
The two of them might only have one night, but they would make the most of it. They would stay up well into the afternoon if Shade had his way.
Dawn was already breaking outside Shade’s small window. He wondered what time it was. Six in the morning? Seven? He didn’t care. All he did was kiss Jesse back, sucking his lower lip into his mouth and massaging it with his teeth just enough to elicit a sharp inhale from Jesse. He could hardly believe that he was able to do that to such a beautiful man.
Shade shuddered as Jesse cupped his ass. “Want to take off your clothes?”
It felt bold to ask so blatantly, but that was clearly what they were doing here. Besides, Shade had seen Jesse nearly naked many times before. He already knew every detail of Jesse’s dark-skinned body, from his gold nipple rings to the tribal tattoo around his left bicep. He’d been watching Jesse for a while now, and working at the strip club, it was easy to see every part of him.
“Hell yeah,” Jesse said, taking a step back to pull off his shirt. Even if Shade had seen this sight before, he couldn’t help but gulp. It was different when Jesse was at the club, feet away from him. Now they were in his room, close enough to touch. His body was an absolute vision. Shade salivated for Jesse.
When Jesse tugged up Shade’s shirt, he realized he should also be getting naked. He took his shirt off, knowing that his body didn’t compare to Jesse’s. From the way Jesse stared, he seemed to like it pretty well anyway.
The bulge at Jesse’s groin was unmistakable, and it matched Shade’s own hardness. It was large, and Shade’s mouth watered more as he thought about taking it into his mouth. He gestured to the bed and Jesse sat down, already undoing his jeans.
Jesse’s cock came free, and Shade sank to his knees in front of him. He could hardly believe the length and thickness. Shade didn’t even glance up at Jesse’s face before taking it into his mouth. He sucked the tip with eager abandon, hollowing out his cheeks as he bobbed his head up and down.
“Fuck, that feels good.”
Shade looked up at Jesse without taking it out of his mouth. Their eyes met, and Jesse shuddered. “Oh my God, you look so fucking incredible with my dick in your mouth.”
Shade’s cock hardened even more, and he looked away so he wouldn’t blush. Being able to turn Jesse on like this was more than he could have ever asked for.
“You have to let me take a video of this.”
Now Shade looked up again, startled by Jesse’s words. A video?
“If it’s just one time, I want to remember it,” Jesse explained, his hand on the back of Shade’s head keeping him in place. “I want to have the video so I won’t forget one second of this.”
Shade blinked up at him. Truth be told, he loved the kinkiness of the idea. He pulled away just long enough to say, “Okay, as long as you delete it after.” He may have been foolish to trust Jesse not to share it anywhere, but he was sure Jesse wasn’t that type of person.
As he returned to his work, Jesse let out a sigh and sank back onto his elbows as if he was forgetting about the video.
“Get your phone,” Shade breathed.
“Forget it. I don’t want you to stop.”
“Is it in your pocket?”
The jeans were within Shade’s reach. He found the phone and pressed it into Jesse’s hand, watching his abs ripple.
“Okay, I’m going to start the video,” Jesse said, the phone hovering just above Shade. A beep told him that the video was starting. “You’re okay with me taping this?”
Shade nodded as best as he could, gazing up into the eye of the camera. He could just imagine how he looked down here, wanton and hungry for Jesse’s delectable cock. “Mmhmm.”
Apparently Jesse liked the vibration, because he moaned and leaned back again. He balanced on his elbows, and Shade put his hands on Jesse’s hipbones. He sucked eagerly, working his way as far up and down Jesse’s length as he could. He could deep-throat in some cases, but Jesse was far beyond the size that he was capable of. He would have liked to work his way up to it, but again, this was only a one-time thing.
A moment of sadness came over him, and he glanced up at Jesse. One look at that glorious face reminded him he was lucky this was even happening once.
Jesse’s lips were tight, and Shade took note of the way his fingers dug into the sheets. Shade was making him feel good. He took the phone out of Jesse’s hand, although Jesse protested, “What are you doing?”
Again Shade freed his mouth to speak. “I want to tape you for a while. You don’t even know how good you look right now.”
“I don’t know about that,” Jesse said, but he let Shade direct the camera at him.
Shade kept his head in view, holding the camera behind him so the viewer would be able to see him bobbing on Jesse’s length. Then he moved it forward so he could see Jesse’s abs and face. He looked at the screen, marveling at how faithful it was to real life. He wouldn’t have thought this would be a tenth as hot as the real thing, but the tiny image was amazing.
“I’m getting close,” Jesse said, his hips bucking under Shade. His voice was tight, and Shade pressed his hips down to hold him from moving everywhere. Shade let the phone drop to the side and Jesse grabbed it up.
Shade wanted to make him come as hard as possible, so he moved his head away and let his hand take over. He jerked Jesse with a firm grip as he dipped his head to his balls. He ran his tongue up and down the seam in one slow motion. Jesse groaned, and Shade sucked one, then the other, into his mouth.
He kept his hand working on Jesse’s slick cock, tightening his grip and then loosening it when Jesse throbbed too hard. He was going to make this good for Jesse. He’d make sure Jesse had no chance of forgetting this, with or without the video.
Jesse kept the camera focused on him as he jerked his cock. “You’re driving me crazy. You’re going to make me come.”
“You’re going to come right now?”
Jesse’s hips thrust up again, and Shade didn’t even wait to hear the answer before clamping his mouth down on Jesse’s tip. “Yes,” Jesse sighed. “I’m coming. I… you… I’m coming!”
Shade kept jerking him, milking every drop into his mouth. He swallowed the salty load at the end. Then he moved enough that he could put his hand on his own throbbing cock.
“Shit, you just made my head spin,” Jesse said, rubbing his arm across his forehead. “Get up here and let me suck your dick, would you?”
Shade had no objection to that. “You want to keep the video going?”
“Fuck yeah. I want to record what I’m going to do to you. I want to capture every second of your face while I go down on you.”
Shade quivered as he climbed up onto the bed, lying down perpendicular to Jesse. Jesse pulled himself onto his elbows between Shade’s legs. And from there, the video continued.
It was well into the morning by the time their exploration of each other’s bodies came to a close. Shade wiped his forehead, reluctant to stop but too exhausted to keep going.
“It’s been a blast,” Jesse said as he pulled his jeans up over his waist.
“Yeah.” Shade tried to sound casual. “You’re going to delete that video?”
“After I watch it a couple times.”
Shade’s face flushed at the thought. The mental image of Jesse stroking himself to their recording sent tingles all through his body. “I guess that’s okay.” Even if it was stupid to let him keep the evidence, Shade’s treacherous lust wouldn’t allow him to insist Jesse delete it.
“So, see you at work?”
Shade wished he could see him outside of work… that he could make Jesse come again and again… that they could go the full distance next time. But he had to keep his goal in mind
. This had been a fun little diversion, but he was a reporter above all else. Even going this far with Jesse was downright dangerous.
“See you at work,” Shade said.
He collapsed into the bed, ready for sleep after eighteen hours of being awake. But with Jesse gone, the bed was cold and empty. He spread his arms and legs, missing the feel of Jesse’s body.
As Shade closed his eyes and tried to sleep, he wished Jesse was still there.
Thirteen
Jesse dropped his regular cotton boxers to the floor and stepped into the gold thong. He grabbed a pair of nicer, silkier boxers out of his locker. They were black and just baggy enough to give the appearance of sagging. Women seemed to like that for some reason. Once they were on, he put his jeans on, and then his Adidas sneakers.
He threw on a slightly baggy T-shirt, and fixed a gold chain around his neck. It had a diamond-encrusted cross hanging from it. Last, he threw on the leather jacket he always wore. The look was complete.
As he turned around, Ace wolf-whistled. “Looking good, bad boy.”
Jesse shrugged off the compliment. He was going to be the first one on the main stage, so he wouldn’t get a chance to see what the rest of the guys were doing until later.
Over the past couple days, he’d put an act together. It was a bit half-assed, but he’d chosen a song and sent a copy to the DJ, as well as picking up a gold chain with a blinged-out dollar sign hanging off it to go with his leather jacket and dark-wash tearaway jeans.
It seemed the others had been preparing as well. They’d discussed it briefly in the group chat, but all of them were secretive about what they were planning. Jesse hoped the dance he’d come up with would be up to the others’ standards. At least he was going first, so he shouldn’t get judged too hard.
“Can’t wait to see your devil costume,” he said to Ace.
The door opened, and the strippers all turned to see who was there. Jesse caught his breath as Shade walked in. He hadn’t seen or heard anything from him since Monday morning when he’d left his apartment. He still could hardly believe that had really happened.
Shade was in a brown canvas jacket and a white collared shirt. He looked good, and Jesse hardened slightly as he let his eyes sweep over his body. He had gotten to see everything he wanted to see, and he knew exactly what was under Shade’s clothes. But Shade’s secrets were still as mysterious as ever.
“Hey, guys,” Shade said, coming in and depositing his stuff in his locker.
Jesse licked his lips before saying hello back. He wished desperately that the other night hadn’t just been a one-time hook-up. Although he didn’t usually get involved with people, he wanted more of Shade.
He was going to have to make good use of that video later. He was glad he had thought to do that, and that Shade had been okay with it. If Shade had only wanted a rebound, at least Jesse would be able to jack off to his image for the rest of his days.
“Where’s your pirate outfit?” Gabriel asked Shade.
Shade stuck a bag into his locker, not letting anyone see it. “You guys’ll see it in a bit.”
“Sounds interesting,” Owen said. He stood in front of his locker, trying to fit a briefcase inside. He had to slam it to get it to close properly.
“Everyone is so secretive,” Lev said, spinning around from in front of his locker. “You do realize we’re all going to see each other’s acts by the end of the night, right?”
“Yeah, and enough after to get sick of them,” Jesse put in.
“That doesn’t mean we can’t have fun with it right now. I want mine to be a surprise,” Cooper said.
“Has Owen seen yours?” Jesse asked.
“No, not even him.”
“Ace has seen mine,” Gabriel said, putting his hand in his boyfriend’s. “We picked out each other’s outfits, and we planned our routines together.”
Jesse rolled his eyes. The two of them were annoyingly happy together.
As the conversation went on, Jesse glanced over at Shade every few seconds. Shade was acting normal, chatting and joking as much as he ever did. Not about himself, of course.
“Did you find a parrot, S?” he asked, trying to get Shade to open up a little.
“You’ll see.” Shade shook off his shirt and tossed it into his locker.
Jesse bit his lip at the sight of his lean body. It was hard to maintain a normal conversation when memories of touching and caressing that tanned skin were flooding over him. “Your days off were good?”
“Yeah.”
Although Jesse didn’t want the others to know what had happened between them, he was starting to worry. Shade hadn’t mentioned his break-up in the group chat, and he wasn’t mentioning it now. Shouldn’t he do that around guys he considered his friends?
Jesse hated to even think about it, but what if Shade hadn’t actually broken up with Chris? What if he had actually cheated with Jesse? Jesse would never forgive himself if he had helped someone be unfaithful, even accidentally.
“We had a great weekend,” Gabriel said, leaning against the locker while Ace finished changing. “We went – ”
Jesse cut him off, staring intently at Shade. “Still feeling okay since your break-up?”
The others went silent, and everyone looked at Shade. “You had a break-up?” Cooper asked. “Are you all right?”
Shade stroked his goatee, his eyes slightly wide. “Yeah. It’s not a big deal, it was coming for a while.” He glanced at the floor and turned around quickly, fumbling to close his locker.
“Weren’t you guys together for a couple years?” Lev asked.
“Yeah, two, but it’s fine. I don’t particularly want to talk about it.”
Jesse watched him carefully as he turned around and headed for the door. Was he really acting like someone who’d just had a break-up? There was definitely something off about his behavior. He couldn’t figure out what it was.
It probably wasn’t Jesse’s business in the first place. The fact that they’d hooked up once didn’t give him any right to know about Shade’s life. He had done what seemed to be ethical with the information he was given. As far as he knew, Shade was single at the time they had fooled around, so he was in the clear. Even if Shade had lied to him, no one else could blame him for his part in it.
Shade left, and Jesse finished fixing the cuff of his jacket. He was a little more nervous than usual since this one was different. But he would do fine. All he had to do was be himself. He doubted he could ever play an angel or a pirate or a businessman. With him, what you saw was what you got.
He headed out to the main stage. There were a few groups of girls who had shown up for the start of the night, and they watched him with interest as he walked up to the pole.
The DJ usually stayed quiet, controlling the music selection without talking to the crowd. Tonight, he spoke into the mic. “Your first act for tonight, ladies, is one of the baddest strippers in the Tool Shed. Mr. Jesse Hutchins is here to entertain you. A bad boy for the night, gone in the morning. Jesse Hutchins!”
The music started to play. Bad Boy by Ma$e had seemed like the most appropriate choice to Jesse. It was a classic. The girls in the audience were already nodding their heads as the female vocalist sang the hook. Jesse strode around the stage, locking eyes with each customer. As Ma$e started to rap, he shrugged off the leather jacket and let it slide to the floor.
He pulled up his shirt, giving the audience a peek at the baggy boxers underneath. Girls clapped, and he pushed the jeans a little lower. He took a step back and swung around the pole once, grinning with how much he was teasing them.
Next he pulled the shirt off entirely, working it up over his head without disturbing his do-rag. He dropped it to the floor and did a push-up along with it. Then he rose up, and facing the back, shook his ass at the audience, letting them get a good look at it. A whistle came from somewhere in the audience, and a few dollar bills landed on the stage.
He stripped off the jeans, ripping them off an
d depositing them on the floor. Then, for his final move, he pushed the boxers to the floor. He was left in the gold thong, which glinted blindingly under the neon lights.
He grinned as he moved off the stage and another stripper took his place. That had gone well, and the DJ called out again as he left, getting the crowd to clap and cheer.
The acts were spaced throughout the evening, so a few minutes went by before the next one. It was Shade, to Jesse’s great interest. Even though he was with a table by that point, he glanced up at the stage every few seconds.
“I just loved your performance,” one girl enthused. “I like your smile.”
“Thank you,” Jesse said, his attention on Shade as the He’s a Pirate remix started up.
The DJ’s voice came over the speakers again. “Here to steal your heart, and maybe your panties – ladies, our resident pirate is onstage for you. Mr. Shade Jeffries!”
Shade looked incredible in the outfit he had come up with. In a flowing white shirt and a red headband, as well as kohl eyeliner and a braided beard, he was an exact replica of Johnny Depp. He took on a mischievous grin as he took a preliminary spin around the pole.
A sword appeared out of nowhere, and Jesse stifled a gasp as Shade flashed it in complicated movements. He must have seriously practiced for this. Shade brought the sword to his beltline so that it stuck out and up. Jesse watched hungrily as he made jerking-off motions with it.
Even Shade’s face looked different now. He seemed to swagger more. He could have been a different person with the way he moved on the stage. As he dropped the sword and unbuttoned his shirt to the waist, Jesse was mesmerized.
“He is owning that pirate thing,” the girl next to Jesse said.
Jesse nodded, hardly hearing her. He was realizing something. Shade was a good actor. Therefore, he was a good liar.
And Shade was definitely lying about something. Jesse just didn’t know what.
Fourteen
As Shade made his way off the stage, he was compelled to glance over at Jesse. He’d seen him looking, and he couldn’t tell what he was thinking. His performance had gone pretty well. He’d come up with a few pirate-like moves, and he was pretty proud of the costume. But Jesse had absolutely killed it with his bad boy routine.