Amusing Amanda

by D. J. Manly

  Scott smiled slightly as he continued to suck his cock. He wanted to laugh. Who exactly was seducing who? With both his hands now, he parted that beautiful ass and began to stimulate him with his finger.

  Ciel closed his eyes, widening his legs some to allow him greater access. Scott almost reluctantly released his cock. He stood up, and moved around him like a leopard and then glanced at Amanda.

  “Ciel,” she said, “follow Scott to the corner. He’s going to handcuff your hands over your head. Spread your legs.”

  “That’s not fair,” he replied softly, glancing at Amanda.

  “It’s what I want,” she blew him a kiss. “Go now, no complaints.”

  Scott lifted one of Ciel’s arms over his head and handcuffed it to a specially made wooden beam, then the other.

  He stood back and looked at him for a minute. “Spread your legs,” he instructed, indicating the shackles placed strategically on the floor. When Ciel hesitated, Scott pushed them roughly apart for him.

  “Is he resisting?” Amanda asked, rubbing her nipples and then moving back down to her clit with her vibrator.

  “A little,” Scott smirked.

  “Then punish him,” she insisted. “I hope you’re not going to let him get away with it,” she purred.

  “Of course not love,” Scott said. He knew she was being indulgent because it was his birthday. In the beginning he was sure she wanted to see Ciel dominate him. Whatever game she was playing this time, he didn’t give a damn. All that mattered was this gorgeous piece of man flesh was bound and his for the taking. “All he needs is a gag. Should we gag him?” Scott teased, running one finger down his chest, circling around those hyper-sensitive nipples.

  “Don’t you want to hear me beg, Scott?” He leered, a smug smile plastered to his lips.

  Scott’s eyes moved to those lips. His heart was thudding in his chest. He could feel the sweat running down his chest. His balls ached, his cock throbbed. He wasn’t sure what was exciting him more, the sheer beauty of him or his cocky defiance. He placed his middle finger on Ciel’s bottom lip, and forced his teeth apart, moving the tip of his finger into his mouth.

  Ciel bit it.

  Scott laughed, pulling it out. He sucked on his finger for a minute, laughing. “Ouch. So you bite do you, baby?”

  Ciel narrowed his eyes but remained quiet.

  Scott turned to Amanda. “If he gets too loud, I’ll have to gag him.”

  “You go baby,” she laughed.

  “You wish,” Ciel scoffed. “Give it your best shot, stud.”

  There was a playfulness to his tone, but Scott didn’t miss the deadly edge. He came around to the back of him, and lifted the long dark silky hair off his neck. He held it in his fist, then yanked his head back and planted a kiss on his neck.

  Ciel went with it, not uttering a sound.

  Scott knew that with Ciel on display like that, his head yanked back, hips thrust out, he was driving Amanda wild. He had heard her whimper in orgasm several times. When he reached around and roughly slapped Ciel’s erection, he glanced over at her in the mirror and smiled. She licked her lips and pressed her head back against the padded seat. Her fingers slid into her leaking creamy slit and she began to masturbate again.

  Scott ran his hands freely over Ciel’s body, rubbing his nipples aggressively and brutally handling his cock and his balls. Ciel made not a sound but his breathing gave him away, it was labored and clearly audible.

  “So, I guess you like me a little, Heaven,” Scott teased, running his tongue over Ciel’s neck from behind. “Let’s go to work on that ass, shall we?”

  Amanda stepped off the chair. She went to the closet, and pulled out the drawer which contained several sex toys. She chose the biggest one, then, picked up a tube of lube, the kind that warmed on contact.

  * * * *

  Ciel’s eyes lighted on the sex toy. He made sure that his expression gave nothing away. In this room surrounded by mirrors, nothing was missed and Amanda was watching him carefully.

  Amanda brought the apparatus to Scott. “Prepare him,” she said softly.

  Ciel swallowed as Scott moved around behind him. Scott took the lube, then wrapped his arms around Ciel’s naked body. He held him for a moment, then ran the tips of his fingers over Ciel’s nipples.

  Amanda went back to her chair, her view accessible in all directions by the mirrors.

  Scott toyed with Ciel’s nipples for a few more minutes, his eyes on his twitching cock. “You have a beautiful cock, Ciel.” He lifted Ciel’s cock in his hand from behind. “Look Amanda,” he insisted. “Look how hard he is.”

  Ciel’s cock was leaking cum.

  “Touch it,” she encouraged, as Scott squeezed some of the clear lube onto his fingers and snaked his index finger up between Ciel’s ass cheeks.

  With his other hand, Scott began to stroke Ciel’s cock.

  Ciel’s entire body convulsed. He let his head go back and he moaned softly in his throat. Scott began to work the lube deep into Ciel’s tight anus. One finger became two, then three as he went deeper, reaching the prostrate. Scott pressed his chest against Ciel’s bicep, wrapping his thighs around one of his as he worked his fingers into his anus with one hand and massaged his testicles with the other.

  Scott appeared to be lost. He had closed his eyes and pressed his lips against Ciel’s shoulder.

  Ciel’s entire body was trembling. He began to murmur something in French which sounded like a prayer, and then Scott moved around to his ass and picked up the makeshift cock. He placed the tip at Ciel’s well prepared orifice and rammed it up inside of him.

  Ciel let out a sound which sounded like a wet whistle. When Scott started to fuck him soundly with the sex toy, he gave in completely, allowing him to set the pace.

  “I’m watching your face in the mirror,” Scott breathed into his ear. “I’m waiting for you to come. I want to see the look on your face when you come, baby.”

  Scott kept pounding into him, and every little sound he made just caused him to drive into him even harder; when he finally did cry out, his cock splayed cum like a fountain.

  Scott withdrew the toy.

  Amanda looked at Scott, and said, “Undo him, will you hon. I need a shower … badly.”

  Like that she disappeared.

  Ciel looked at Scott, his eyes following the path of cum and sweat which was beginning to congeal on Scott’s body. “You might want to shower as well,” he said deeply.

  Scott shrugged. He undid one handcuff then the other, leaving Ciel to reach down and undo the rest. Scott looked at him for a moment as he went to pick up his clothes off the floor. “I didn’t know you were a religious man, Ciel.”

  “I’m not,” he said, holding his clothes in front of him.

  “Could have sworn I heard you praying a while ago.”

  Ciel laughed, a deep male laugh. “Ahhh,” he said. “I do get my moments of religious fervor.”

  “Um,” Scott folded his arms across his chest and gave him a mocking smile. “You weren’t had by me yet, but there’s still time for that.”

  Ciel laughed. He let his clothes fall away from him, and strode or rather strutted across the room to the door. “Interesting, considering that I know what you really want.”

  “Do you?” Scott replied. “And what pray tell is that Ciel?”

  “Heaven,” he said softly. “You want Heaven. I wonder how long Amanda will make you wait for it.”

  Ciel didn’t wait around for the reply.

  Chapter Three

  Later Amanda shared a brandy with Scott on the balcony of her bedroom. Ciel had gone off to bed after saying a brief goodnight to her. She studied Scott’s expressionless face in the moonlight and smiled.

  “You look so handsome tonight sweetheart.”

  Scott lifted the glass of brandy to his lips and drank. “You had fun, didn’t you?”

  “More fun than I’ve had in a long time. Isn’t Ciel delicious?”

  Scott pursed hi
s lips together, letting the brandy slide down his throat.

  “Scott?” She lifted an eyebrow, perplexed by his silence.

  “You didn’t let me have him tonight. You made me fuck him with that toy instead. Why?”

  “You wanted him too much and for all the wrong reasons,” she said softly, draining her glass.

  He fell silent again.

  “You think I play with you, don’t you?”

  “Frankly yes,” he said, then, he smiled, reaching over to touch her hand. “But that’s okay. That’s the game.”

  “I’ll let you have him soon, love,” she said, turning her back and looking up at the night sky.

  Scott stood up, ready to take his leave. “Maybe by that time,” he said, “it will be too late.”

  Amanda gave him a curious look. “What do you mean?”

  He shrugged. “I don’t really know why I said that. Forget it. Goodnight, Amanda.”

  * * * *

  Ciel woke up to the sound of birds singing and sunshine. He was suffering from jet lag among other things, and he spent an immoderate amount of time in the shower trying to work the kinks out of his body. Finally he dried off and rummaged in his suitcase for jeans shorts and an oversized t-shirt. With his hair still damp, he pulled on the shorts and a faded grey t-shirt with “Universite Paris IV Sorbonne” written on the front.

  It was almost one in the afternoon when he made his way downstairs in search of Amanda. What he found was an open door to the patio, and a heart shaped swimming pool complete with a male angel fountain that sprayed water from his penis. The area was completely private, surrounded by trees and a twelve foot high fence. The terrazzo floor was pink and grey. Several lounge chairs were scattered round. Scott occupied one of them, his face hidden behind a newspaper.

  Ciel’s stomach was growling. He was just about to go back inside when Scott announced from behind his newspaper. “Amanda said to wait until she returns. She needs to talk to you about something.”

  Ciel paused. “Oh. What about?”

  “Maybe she’s going to send your ass back to France,” Scott said, not bothering to look out from behind his newspaper.

  “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

  Scott did put the newspaper down now.

  Ciel could feel his eyes move over him slowly.

  “Frankly,” Scott replied, “yes, I would. What made you come here anyway?”

  Ciel stiffened. “I was intending to come to America eventually. I was working at a shit job and trying to finish my degree at the same time. It didn’t leave me much time to write.”

  “Um, Amanda did mention something to me about you being a writer. Are you any good?”

  He laughed. “At writing?”

  “Ha, ha,” Scott mocked. “Yes, at writing.”

  He shrugged. “I think so but that remains to be seen. Tell me,” he met Scott’s eyes. “Why do I threaten you so? Amanda has had others here before me I assume.”

  “Yes. They come and go.”

  “And you’re afraid I’ll come and … come again?” He raised an eyebrow, and grinned.

  Scott rolled his eyes heavenward. Rattling his newspaper, he poked his face back into it.

  “I’m hungry,” Ciel muttered, “I’m going back in to see if I can find some food.”

  “The cook’s in the kitchen preparing lunch,” Scott threw at him over the newspaper.

  Ciel walked back inside. He had no idea why this guy had taken such a dislike to him but he didn’t intend on letting that bother him. He had a good thing here. He wasn’t about to let that snotty American screw it up for him.

  When Amanda returned, Scott was eating his lunch outside at the patio table and Ciel was sitting by himself in the dining room.

  “Hello darling,” she said to Ciel, taking a chair at the dining table and ordering the servant to bring fresh coffee.

  “Hello yourself,” he replied, taking another bite of his endive salad.

  “Are you lonely?”

  “I’m fine.”

  “I managed to talk to someone over at the University. You’ll start classes after Christmas. I also went to pay a visit to Malcolm. He’s looking forward to meeting you.”

  “Malcolm Dewitt…” Ciel’s eyes widened, “you spoke with Malcolm Dewitt … today?”

  “Close your mouth darling … Scott’s cock is not handy,” she laughed at her joke.

  Ciel scowled.

  “Of course I spoke to him. He’s coming for dinner tomorrow night. Now, let me warn you, Malcolm is more of a slut then I am and when he sees you, he’s going to cream his pants … but you must remember our agreement … you belong to Scott while you’re here. You’re his and his alone … so … no sneaking off with Malcolm.”

  Ciel issued Amanda a faint smile. “I promise,” he said, “although I’m finding it quite odd that I should belong to someone who doesn’t even particularly like me.”

  “Don’t be silly,” she laughed, “Scott adores you.” Ciel made a face at her. He knew better.

  The servant girl rushed in with the coffee. “With half and half cream, Madame, the way you like it.”

  Amanda nodded briskly at her, taking the cup and setting it on the table. “Now, this afternoon, we’re going shopping. I must buy you some clothes and then I’m going to take you and Scott to dinner at Salitores. It’s a great restaurant. I must show you off a little. Finish your lunch and we’ll be on our way. I’ll just go and tell Scott what we’re up to.”

  * * * *

  Amanda picked up her china cup and carried it with her out onto the patio. Scott had fallen asleep out there, his newspaper lying casually on his naked chest. She poked him. He blinked open his sleepy eyes and yawned. “Hey.”

  “Hey there, handsome. You left Ciel all alone at lunch. You didn’t feel like joining him?” Her eyes strayed to the half eaten sandwich sitting on the table beside him.

  “He’s a big boy. I figured he could feed himself, or is that part of my duties now … to spoon feed him?” It was meant to be a joke but it came out sounding sarcastic.

  Amanda decided to ignore the comment. “I’m taking Ciel shopping. Dinner tonight at Salitores, what do you say?”

  “Fine, what time?”

  “Eightish. I’ll bring Ciel back here so we can shower and change, then we’ll go.”

  “Fine,” he shrugged.

  Amanda reached down and planted a chaste kiss on his beautiful mouth. “We’ll see what the night holds in store.”

  He nodded absently.

  * * * *

  The day had been like a whirlwind for Ciel. Amanda had taken him to the shops on Rodeo Drive, Melrose, and to Sunset Plaza. Finally she took him to a restaurant Tiki Bar where they drank a fancy coconut drink with pineapple and cherries. He couldn’t believe how much money she’d spent on him, and when the driver was unloading the packages and bringing them into the house, she declared that they’d only begun.

  “You have to be kidding,” Ciel said, glancing at his watch. “It’s almost five o’clock.”

  She laughed and hugged his arm. “It’s enough for today darling. Don’t worry. We’ll go again next week. Maybe we can get Scott to come next time. I’d like to know what he’d like to see you in … probably nothing,” she laughed, patting his cheek.

  “Okay, go on in now and shower. Wear those soft indigo leather pants tonight with the white silk shirt … that should really get Scott’s blood heated up. You looked gorgeous in that … of course you look gorgeous in everything.”

  “Amanda, I really appreciate…” he began.

  She shushed him. “You’re worth every cent.”

  Scott appeared to be a little more sociable at dinner. He complimented Ciel twice on his appearance, telling him he looked “hot,” then devoted most of his attention to Amanda.

  “Thank you Manda,” he said, calling her by the pet name he had for her, “Salitores is my favorite restaurant. What are you going to have?”

  Ciel studied Scott for a mi
nute as he discussed the recommended dishes on the menu. It wasn’t hard to imagine him being a high class call boy. He certainly had the looks. Unfortunately last night hadn’t afforded him much of an opportunity to touch that beautiful body of his, and he suddenly had a taste to.

  Scott was wearing a mocha colored shirt with short sleeves tonight. It played up the delicious color of his skin and emphasized the deep brown of his eyes. He was smiling at Amanda and Ciel’s breath suddenly constricted in his throat when Scott laughed. The sound of it was almost musical. Then, Scott turned his eyes to him, and the laugh faded. “This is probably a little out of your league,” he said curtly, “would you like some help with the menu?”

  “Um, I see that,” Ciel replied, trying not to react to his obvious haughtiness. “I’m fine, thanks. I think I’ll just have a hamburger,” he mocked.

  Amanda smiled. “Play nice, boys.”

  Scott glanced around him moodily, falling silent until the waiter arrived to take their order. After a luscious meal of lobster and rich pastry, Amanda appeared ready to leave. She signed the credit card bill and picked up her cell phone, instructing the driver to bring the car around for them.

  In the car, Amanda sat close to Ciel, with Scott huddled at the far end. He stared out the window for most of the way. “Do you want to fuck him tonight?” Amanda whispered in Ciel’s ear which caused Scott to glance at her suspiciously.

  Ciel smiled. “What ever pleases you.”

  “What pleases you will definitely please me.”

  If Scott heard what was said, he gave no indication. When the car came to a halt, Amanda announced, “Give me thirty minutes boys, then meet me in the room.”

  Ciel got out of the car, then took Amanda’s hand and helped her out of the back seat. Scott flung him a dirty look and marched inside. “What’s with him?” Ciel inquired.

  “I’m not sure,” Amanda mused. “I’ve never seen him behave like this before with any of the men we’ve had. You seem to be having a curious effect on him.”

  She left him then, brushing past him to go inside the house. Ciel followed, going to his room. He sat looking at all the packages for a moment, then, shook his head.

  * * * *