Lexington Black

by Savannah Smythe

  Whilst they waited for Lex to appear, the conversation was easy and relaxed. The talk was of business and Peter's gallery, of the latest show to hit town and local gossip. Most of it went over Rob's head as he listened and admired the view. It seemed as if every skyscraper in the city were visible from the rooftop. The sounds of sirens and horns floated up from the street below but seemed to belong to another world entirely.

  Justin whispered something in Philip's ear. Philip languidly rose from the chair. All eyes were on his impressively muscled torso as he stalked to the pool and stood on the very edge, buttocks clenching and relaxing.

  'Very nice, though I like my men a lot hairier,' Peter said with a suggestive look at the supremely hairy Justin, who inclined his head and raised his glass to Peter. Rob watched their flirting with interest. With every passing moment, the heat between the two men grew more intense.

  Philip dove into the water and swam two lengths before emerging again, shaking droplets from his hair and smoothing it back from his face. Again, there was a collective sigh. In profile he was like a Greek god, the impressive bulge jutting out way beyond his muscular thighs.

  'Now do backstroke,' Justin called out. Obediently the young man slipped back into the pool and carved elegant strokes up to the end and back again, that mighty cock lifting out of the water. The other boys jumped in and began throwing the ball back and forth with whoops of laughter. After a while Rob noticed that they had all dispensed with their small bikini bottoms, including Philip. As he leapt out of the water to catch the ball, they were given enticing glimpses of young, healthy manhood. For a while all talk ceased and everyone watched with barely concealed lust.

  Lex slipped onto the mattress next to Rob almost without being spotted, as everyone's attention was on the action in the water. Rob felt the heat of his body next to his and turned to look at him. Close-up, his body was lean and lightly tanned, toned rather than overtly muscular.

  'Sorry about that. I've just spent fifty million dollars on a company in New Jersey. Now I can relax,' he said, smiling behind dark Ray-Bans. The waiter brought over two tall glasses of Pimms, furnished with mint and a strawberry. He gave one to Lex and one to Rob.

  'To make you feel at home,' Lex said, as the waiter took orders for more drinks from the other guests.

  'Thank you.' It was the quickest way to get totally bladdered, as far as Rob's experience went. Mentally, he advised himself to be cautious. He didn't want to make a complete tit of himself.

  'Why not go in for a swim? You won't be able to after we've eaten,' Lex said.

  By then the pretty boys were all draped on towels by the pool, seemingly exhausted by their exertions in the pool. The water was calm and inviting, though the drop at the end looked terrifying.

  'Come on. You've got those sexy new swimmers to show off,' Peter said, patting his leg. 'I chose them,' he said smugly to the others. 'And just so you don't feel scared, I'll go in as well.'

  Lex seemed happy to watch, as they all jumped in the pool. Rob sat on the side, hesitating, his feet dangling in the water. Peter clambered onto an inflatable bed and sighed happily.

  Justin doggy-paddled up to him and tipped the bed over. Peter fell into the pool with a girly scream. As he surfaced, spluttering and gasping, Justin scooped him up and carried him to the side. Far from looking angry, Peter had his arms around Justin's neck and they were laughing.

  'Come and join us. We don't bite,' Justin said as he waded past with Peter in his arms.

  Rob looked nervously at the edge of the pool. Despite the solid Perspex barrier, the fact that the water seemed to drop into the street far below made him feel a little queasy.

  'It's perfectly safe,' Peter called.

  'Not with those two queers in the water it isn't,' Lex said. He prowled around the pool. Rob felt a tugging in his groin as he saw how well he filled those tight trunks. He would be sitting there with a hard-on if he kept looking at the man. Lex saw his look and understood it. He dived gracefully into the water and swam up to him. His hair was slicked back and droplets of water hung like diamonds on his long eyelashes. He picked up Rob's hand and kissed his fingers.

  Rob reached out to stroke Lex's lean face. All the crazy, hectic feelings that had rushed through him the night of their first meal came flooding back. Lex pulled him down into the water, as warm as melted butter. Their legs entwined as Lex kissed him again, and a warm rush of anticipation flooded his body. His cock stirred and was caught in Lex's hand. He squeezed it and more blood pumped through it, making it harder than Rob ever thought possible.

  Lex kissed him with wet, hungry lips, rubbing against him, letting him feel how hard he was. Rob wrapped his legs around his waist as Lex groped his buttocks. It was easy to lose his inhibitions, given a few drinks and the privacy of the water.

  'I want to eat you,' Lex muttered, scattering biting kisses over Rob's face and neck. He sucked at the tender spot between neck and shoulder, leaving his mark. 'I'm going to come if we keep making out.' He carried him across to where the water seemed to plummet into the street below. Rob took a deep breath as they neared the seemingly vertical drop where the Perspex began.

  'You see? It's fine.'

  The view over the city was magnificent, with the endless blue sky and late sunlight sparkling against the Empire State Building. In the distance he could see the green rug of Central Park.

  'I hope you're enjoying yourself,' Lex said softly as he let Rob stand up again.

  'That's an understatement. Thank you.' He looked back to where Peter and Justin were kissing on the sunbed. 'It looks like your matchmaking has paid off.'

  'It was a sure thing.' Lex turned so he could float on his back, letting his body rise to the surface. Rob rested his head on his arms on the bar and let his gaze travel down the man's torso to his flat stomach and beyond. When he looked at his face again, Lex was watching him with a knowing smile.

  'You're very sure of yourself, aren't you?' He said.

  'Sometimes.' There was a hint of darkness in Lex's eyes. 'Don't think I assumed you would come here. I've spent the last few weeks bracing myself for the fact that you would change your mind.'

  'You thought I was too scared?' Rob challenged him.

  'Not scared. You're not the kind of person who would just come to take advantage of a free apartment and commitment-free sex. If you are, I've badly misjudged you. That means you're here because you really want to be. I was afraid you didn't want to be with me.' He shrugged and looked out over the city. 'That's it.'

  Rob sensed that for Lex, that was a massive admission. He touched his shoulder to get his attention.

  'I appreciate everything you've given me so far, but I would want to be with you even without the fancy apartment and new iPhone. Stuff doesn't matter to me. People do.'

  He drew him closer and pressed a damp kiss to his lips. Lex slipped his arms around him again and nuzzled his ear. They shared a lingering kiss.

  'Thank you,' he whispered. 'If you want us to have some alone time this evening, just say the word.'

  Rob nodded. He moved away and hauled himself out of the pool, picked up a towel and wiped off the drops of water before going back to the empty circular mattress. It seemed to have a force field that no-one else was allowed to break through. He lay on his front and Lex sat next to him, drying his back with the towel. Something warm dropped onto his back.

  'It's massage oil,' Lex said as he began to work on Rob's back and shoulders with firm, practiced hands. It felt wonderful. The smell of coconut oil wreathed around them. Rob relaxed and mumbled with pleasure. Lex moved his hand just above the swell of his buttocks.

  'You want me to go lower?' His voice was suggestive.

  'You're in charge.' Rob's erection pressed painfully against the tight confines of his trunks as Lex slipped his hand inside them and massaged his buttocks with a firm, strong hand.

  After a while he felt guilty for enjoying it so much and sat up. His cock was hard but it didn't seem to matter. Most of
the men were sporting erections in various stages of tumescence. It felt perfectly natural.

  'You want me to do you?' It was only polite to offer. Lex smiled faintly.

  'Any time.' He lay on his front and Rob sat on the backs of his thighs so he could massage him properly. He trickled warm oil in a long line down the furrow of his spine, following it with his fingers. He detected a knot of tension in Lex's right shoulder, probably from where he slung a computer bag when travelling. Without really thinking about it, he concentrated on that spot and heard Lex groan.

  'That feels so good,' Lex sighed.

  Peter came up to them and whispered in Rob's ear. 'If he gets any stiffer he'll rival the Chrysler Building.'

  Rob concentrated a knot in Lex's shoulder. 'You have some tension there.' The muscles crackled under his fingertips and gradually began to soften. He moved down to Lex's lower back, long and supine, a mole just above his left buttock.

  'You're so good at this.'

  'I've had a few massages after sports injuries. You pick things up.' Rob was enjoying himself. He poured more oil into his palm and applied it to Lex's back. 'You're very tense at the top.'

  'I'm fucking tense near the bottom as well.'

  Laughter told Rob they were being watched. Strangely, he did not mind.

  'Just try to relax. I want to loosen up that knot in your right rhomboid muscle. Have you been working out recently?'

  'I pulled something last week,' he groaned softly.

  'He's always pulling something,' someone cackled.

  Rob wiggled the spot, eliciting another soft moan. He moved around to the other side of Lex's body and knelt next to him to continue the massage. Lex turned his head so he could watch him do it.

  'Tell me if it hurts.'

  'It feels wonderful.'

  After a while, Lex rolled on his back and gave a deep sigh of contentment. He too was unembarrassed by the huge hard-on outlined clearly in his swimming trunks, curving along his hip.

  Rob lay next to him on his front again and closed his eyes. The wet heat on the sundeck was still intense even as the sun began to fall into early evening. No-one talked. They were happy to lounge around, soak up the last of the rays and drink cocktails. Blues music played in the background. A couple of guys made out on one of the sun loungers, their bodies slippery and glistening.

  'It's one heck of a place you have here,' Rob said eventually.

  Lex shrugged. 'It's not mine. It's my father's. If I leave the company, all this goes. The limos, the helicopter, the apartment. Gone.' He was stared intently at Rob, as if willing him to find the other message beneath his words.

  'I guess that's a lot to walk away from,' Rob admitted.

  'Yeah. It would have to be fucking worth it.'

  Once again, Rob noticed how stunning Lex's eyes were, pale like a wolf's, with long black lashes under brows like raven's wings. Lex moved closer and kissed his lips, his heavy eyelids drooping closed. When they opened again, sparks flew in their steely depths.

  'Fucking worth it,' he repeated and kissed him again, pulling him close so their bodies pressed together from feet to shoulders. It felt very decadent, making out in the company of others, all doing the same thing. The promise of something more hung like a miasma over the sundeck. They kissed with flickering tongues and open mouths as they basked in the drenching heat.

  After a while, he noticed that Peter and Justin were nowhere to be seen.

  'Where are they?'

  'Probably in one of the bedrooms, having some fun,' Lex drawled. 'We could do the same if you like. Maybe invite a guest to participate? Philip is just over there. I saw you looking at him earlier.'

  Rob's head began to spin. Until recently he would never have contemplated sleeping with another man, let alone join in a threesome with him.

  'I'm not sure how I'd feel, watching you being fucked by someone else.'

  Lex smiled gently. 'Just for the record, a top doesn't get fucked by anyone. He's the one that does the fucking. And I wasn't thinking of fucking him anyway. Just you.' He stroked his cheek. 'Think of him as a cherry in your cocktail, if you like. I don't want to marry the guy, just watch him suck your delectable cock.'

  'Don't you need to look after your guests?' Rob asked, as Lex kissed him again.

  'They're looking after themselves. And they know where the bar is. The way I'm feeling right now, I won't last long anyway. What do you say?'

  No guts, no glory, Rob thought, and nodded. In a daze, he let Lex pull him to his feet. As soon as he stood up, he realised that the Pimms had gone to his head. He stumbled behind Lex, letting him lead him by the hand up wide stairs into a large room with the largest bed he had ever seen. The room was completely white apart from two large artworks on the wall, male nudes painted in a riot of vivid colours, but Rob hardly had time to admire it. Lex pulled him into his arms and they kissed with increasing passion as they peeled off their damp swimming trunks.

  Then Rob found himself sandwiched between Lex and another, stockier body, with a wide muscular chest and a massive bulge pushing against his butt cheeks. Philip ran his large hands all over Rob's body, tweaking his nipples, fondling his balls. Lex was instructing him quietly, and through the haze of lust Rob could tell he was an expert at choreographing sex with more than one man. Never did the pleasure cease, as both men worshipped his body, Philip sinking down to his knees and sucking on his balls as Lex parted his cheeks and thrust a hot tongue in his crack. He gasped and buckled, his knees weak as Philip took him in his mouth. He steadied himself on Philip's broad shoulders, yet it was too much. He sagged to the floor, only to be scooped up by Lex and carried to a curvaceous couch. The rounded sides were wider and deeper than the middle. Lex instructed him to kneel on the couch and rest on one of the sides before he walked round to face him. Rob reached for Lex's cock and drew it into his mouth. He purred with pleasure as he felt a sly tongue flicker against his secret opening. He arched his back, pushing against the intrusion, encouraging it to penetrate further. Above him, Lex stroked his hair and laughed softly.

  'Butt slut,' he murmured, removing his cock from Rob's mouth and slapping his face with it. It was sticky with saliva and pre-come. Rob could taste it as he sucked the great organ into his mouth again. His senses were on overload, his own cock oozing with the intense pleasure being transmitted from his back end. Distantly he couldn't believe the tableau he had willingly involved himself in, yet he didn't want to dwell on it. He wanted to live it. Every last drop of it. He reached for Lex's smooth, leathery balls and forced more of his cock into his mouth, choking himself on it. He gagged and coughed, but that only inflamed Lex further. As he thrust himself back in, Rob made an effort to relax his throat and this time, it went all the way, aided by the slickness leaking from the gaping end. Lex grunted with pleasure, his hands grasping Rob's hair. Rob could feel his thrusts gaining momentum and knew he would lose it very soon.

  Lex knew it as well though, and suddenly stepped away. He pulled Rob off the couch and sat in his place, face up, legs arrogantly spread, cock slapping mightily against his stomach. He instructed him to get on top and, with his back resting on Lex's chest, Rob felt the heft of Lex's cock penetrate his primed entrance. Philip was watching them, his eyes bright with lust, his own massive erection distorting the dazzling white thong. His face was damp with saliva from eating Rob's hole. Rob could not help fixating on that huge cock as Lex eased inside him. His own erection bounced against his stomach as Lex impaled him, ball-deep. His hands were on Rob's hips, holding him down, making it impossible for him to escape that penetration even if he wanted to. Rob squeezed him with his inner muscles and received an answering throb in response.

  He felt very exposed, his legs spread wide, cock and balls exposed to Philip's hungry gaze. Philip made himself comfortable between their legs and without warning, ran his long, eager tongue around their balls.

  Both men groaned in unison, the sound reverberating through their bodies. Rob felt the ripple of pleasure racing
through Lex's cock, adding to his own. As Philip danced attendance on their balls, the joy never seemed to end. He flicked the tip of his tongue around the tender flesh strained by the thickness of Lex's cock, the underside of Lex's shaft and finally, joyously, traced a trail up, up, up to the tip of Rob's cock, delicately teasing the musky opening before easing his lips over the bulbous head. Rob's body surged back against Lex's with each teasing flick of Philip's tongue. He squirmed so much he was effectively fucking himself with Lex's cock. Lex couldn't move, trapped between Rob and Philip, who was resting on the men's thighs whilst he continued his ministrations. Rob couldn't stand it for much longer. He felt his orgasm building, his body flying out of control. He was babbling incoherently, words he wouldn't have dreamed of using before. Fuck yeah, I'm coming, suck that dick you big fuck, Lex, ride me with that fat cock, I'm ready to blow, fuck yeah, suck that dick, bitch, swallow it down, fuck yeah...!

  His orgasm came from nowhere, bolting from the base of his balls, surge after surge of come landing on his chest. Philip was sitting back on his knees, admiring his handiwork as Lex was finally allowed to please his man, his pelvis jack-hammering as he fucked up into Rob's flailing body. His climax prolonged Rob's, keeping the momentum going until both men were exhausted, sagging heaps on the couch, drenched with semen and sweat. In the afterglow, Rob scooped up the warm vestiges of his orgasm and reached back to feed it to Lex, who greedily licked his fingers. They curled up together and just enjoyed the close contact until Rob remembered Philip.

  He looked around but the younger man had left the room. A stab of guilt went through him as he thought of how selfish they had been.

  'He'll find someone to suck him off,' Lex said, as if reading his mind. 'And anyone can ignore blue balls if you pay them enough.'

  After a while he gently eased him off his lap and they went into the bathroom to clean themselves up. There was a discreet knock on the door. Dinner would be served in five minutes, they were told.