by Viva Gold
“Oh Jesus, that feels amazing.” Remi’s strong hands rubbed circles around my shoulders in the most wonderful way. I could feel the tension literally oozing out of my pores and I slumped against the cool tiles for support. He kicked my feet apart and made his way tantalisingly slowly down my spine halting at the top of my crack. “Oh God, don’t stop.” I moaned.
“You really do have the most spectacular arse, cousin. I’m afraid to admit that I’m utterly obsessed by it.” Remi cupped my cheeks and squeezed. “Perfect peachy globes hiding the most delectable hole I’ve ever had the pleasure of fucking.”
“You say the most romantic things, dear.”
Remi guffawed although I’ll admit to being distracted by his fingers rubbing over my hole. The soap stung a little but being clean was more important plus it added a zing to the proceedings that wasn’t entirely unpleasant. He tapped the pad of his finger against my pucker and my knees threatened to buckle. “Fuck.” Remi nuzzled my nape and licked the crook of my neck electrifying my nerve endings. “Oh fuck!” The man was wickedly skilled at reducing me to a puddle of goo even while part of me was waiting for something more menacing to occur.
As if he was reading my thoughts, Remi rubbed my arse again. “Do not worry Jason, I want to make you feel good baby. You were incredible in the bedroom. Watching you lose control was intensely satisfying to me. I loved it.”
“Really? Because honestly, I was terrified you were disgusted with me.”
Remi froze behind me and I twisted my head to look at him. I gasped; he looked so hurt at my confession. I flinched when he cupped my jaw and Remi frowned in response.
“I thought you understood how attractive I find you Jason. That means all of you. Everything you give me is a treasure; your pain, your humiliation, your joy and most of all your pleasure. I love it all. I’m a kinky bastard I’ll be the first one to admit, but I think perhaps I have met my match, non?” He kissed me then with passion and vulnerability and ownership. I trembled under the onslaught of his mouth. “Oui, vous êtes magnifiquement dépravé.”
“Well, I‘ve been called worse things than depraved.” I shrugged.
“Beautifully so.” Remi gently twisted me back to face the wall as he continued to worship my bottom with his hands and fingers. He gripped my cheeks and pulled them apart and blew on my pucker. I yelped in response which made him laugh.
“Holy motherfucking shit….” The flat of Remi’s tongue laved my crack from top to nuts. When he prodded the tip of it into my hole I nearly flew up the wall. It was incredibly erotic to have this huge man on his knees eating me out with such skill. I began to pant as Remi speared my hole with his tongue jabbing it in and out sending jolts of electricity through my balls along the length of my dripping shaft. I slapped my hand against the tiles. “More, please God, more.”
I felt a finger slip into my body alongside Remi’s tongue and my cock throbbed with need. “Fuck, me Remi, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me.” I whimpered as he withdrew his mouth, then screamed when his finger tapped my gland. I was ultra-sensitive from all the sex we’d had recently but it was an exquisite agony made all the more erotic at the prospect of his cock inside of me. I jutted my arse backwards and he nearly toppled over for which I received a stinging slap to the back of my thighs. I whined yet I did it again earning me a growl as Remi stood grabbing my hips hard. He kicked my feet apart even further and literally pulled me back impaling me with one fluid motion on to his rock-solid cock. We both cried out. It was heaven.
Remi bounced me around like a rag doll as I scrambled to hold on to something with no avail. My arms flailed and my legs barely made contact with the floor. Remi shifted his arm around my waist and held me close while he continued to piston into me. He used his free hand to jerk me off and I was so far gone that it only took a few thrusts into his fist before I was creaming all over his hand. I couldn’t stop shaking through the dual torment of the slick slide of his caresses and the constant thrusts against my prostate. I felt his cock swell and pulse and Remi lifted me right up as his orgasm barrelled through him. He bucked so hard I saw stars and barely managed to hold on to my consciousness amid the sensation over load. My heart was hammering in my chest and my arse was literally vibrating as a result of the battering I’d taken. It was all too fucking much.
“Off, I need to get off.” I thwacked my hand against Remi’s hip indicating for him to release me but he caught it and brought it to his lips. He loosened his hold and I slid down his body into a crumpled heap at his feet. He had beautiful feet and I stroked them peppering little kisses to his toes. Remi grunted. “Water’s bloody freezing now.” I complained. He hauled me upright and hastily washed us both. He shut the water off telling me to wait there until he’d retrieved one of the thick fluffy bathrobes from a hook by the door. He gently draped it over me pushing my arms into the sleeves and fastening it around my waist, and then he rubbed me all over. It was cute. My angry grizzly had morphed into a teddy bear.
I kissed whatever part of him I could reach and he laughed at my antics. The sound warmed me on the inside and I realised that our bathroom session had successfully washed away more than the stench of my piss; some of our lingering doubts were currently swirling down the drain with the soap suds, the odd pubic hair, and globs of our come. It was a poignant metaphor in my opinion.
“Go get dressed; your parents will be home soon. I have a feeling we will be put to work with the preparations for the weekend.”
I nodded because it was true. Mummy liked everyone to get involved in her events and Remi and I were perfectly placed to run around after her all week. I was actually quite looking forward to it.
CHAPTER 9
I met Remi downstairs in the hallway as we headed towards the kitchen where we were expecting Charlie to be busy at work. Before we got to the door he grabbed my arm and yanked me up against him. He felt deliciously solid and I ground my arse into his groin. He squeezed my arm tight but before I could cry out he clamped his palm over my mouth. “This…” he gestured between us “is private. I will remind you not to disclose the change in our status to anyone before I allow it, understood?”
I nodded as if in agreement and he removed his hand from my face. I was pissed off at his assumption that he was calling the shots. He’d made his feelings on the matter quite clear and I did not appreciate being condescended to every five minutes.
“You are not the boss of me.” I hissed as I darted past him into the kitchen without giving him the chance to respond. He glared at me and I narrowed my eyes at him in challenge. My dick jerked in my jeans and I smirked as Remi pushed down hard on his groin. I was playing with fire, I knew that. Remi had a control streak inside of him that I knew should not be toyed with but I was a sucker for punishment apparently.
“Mother, how are you? You look simply radiant.” I gave my mum a big hug adding two air kisses.
Remi also embraced her. “Charlie.” He however took her hand and kissed it. I barely held back a snort of disdain. Remi could certainly turn on the charm when required.
“Prick.” I muttered under my breath quietly although judging by the one dark eyebrow arching high into his hairline, Remi heard me.
“How was London?” I perched on the edge of a bar stool by the counter top hyper aware of my exceedingly sore behind. Remi pulled in close ‘accidently’ jarring me so I lost my balance and toppled to the floor. I was livid but I wasn’t going to rise to the bait. Mummy ran around fussing over me and I allowed myself to be petted while shooting daggers at Remi over her shoulder.
“Oh, my silly boy. Come to think to it Jase darling, you do still look a bit peaky. Are you sure you’re alright? Shall I call Dr Peters?”
The last thing I wanted was my boyhood GP asking suspicious questions. “No, I’m good Mummy, honestly. I just lost my appetite for a couple of days but I’m sure Cook will fatten me right back up again in no time. “
On cue, Cook placed an enormous platter of mixed sandwiches in front of us. “Tuc
k in dearies.” She winked at me and I mouthed a ‘thank you’ to her. Remi passed me a plate before piling his high. He may have tweaked my nipple hiding my body with his but I refused to squeal like a girl even if that’s how he made me feel. He grinned at me and I poked my tongue out at him.
“Oh, very mature.” Remi sneered at me.
“What’s that Remi?” My mother enquired of him sweetly and I swear Remi blushed which was adorable; I was going to have so much fun with him over that later.
“Umm, oh, le fromage, ces’t…. the cheese; very mature cheese.” Yay, good come back little cousin.
“So, Mommy dearest,” I winked at her and she giggled at our in-joke, “what scheming did you do in London? Should I brace myself?”
Charlie launched into her plans for her up-coming fundraiser and I was certainly impressed with her ideas. “And Izzy suggested some of his friends from his club join us too. He thinks they’d add to the atmosphere if they come in full regalia. Is it a military club? I didn’t know he’d served.”
I gasped and Remi choked on a mouthful of food. He swallowed several times and gulped his entire glass of water before regaining some control. Mother clearly had no idea what Izzy got up to in his spare time or she wouldn’t have entertained his notion of leather daddies, pvc clad puppies, furry kitties and the like gracing our presence at the fund raiser. I knew his club was terribly exclusive and no doubt the outfits were stunningly erotic but not quite what Charlie had in mind I’m sure.
“Soooo, not a good idea Mum. Really, Izzy is teasing you, ignore him, he’s an idiot.” I took a bite of my sandwich. “Believe me; he has never ‘served’ anyone.”
Mummy rolled her eyes at me. “I suspect that young man is far too dominant to take orders.” I froze and Remi whipped his head up from studying his plate. It must have looked highly comical; my hand was suspended in the air, sandwich half way to my mouth while Remi looked bug eyed at the both of us before bursting out laughing. We all dissolved into giggles. “I wasn’t born yesterday Jason love. Izzy confessed to me ages ago during the trial. He was going through a hard time blaming himself for letting Adam get kidnapped and I asked him why he thought it was his responsibility to look out for another fully-grown adult. He explained their roles to me, not graphically of course, but how it affects them emotionally, and I have to say it’s really rather beautiful. The dynamic they share is quite remarkable and I for one will not judge or question how they choose to consentingly conduct themselves. Izzy and Adam are always respectful to me and Daddy.”
I breathed out a huge sigh of relief. “So, he didn’t really offer to invite his mates here then.”
Mummy laughed and it gave me chills. “Oh no he definitely did.”
Remi guffawed and smacked the granite counter top hard. “I cannot wait to meet this guy.”
I grimaced at the thought.
Mother continued. “Isadore said that if they belong to his club they have to be ungershtunk.”
“Eh?” Remi knitted his brows and I laughed. I was well used to Izzy’s conversation being peppered with his crazy Yiddish terminology.
“Wealthy as fuck.” I offered as an explanation.
Remi growled. “Don’t swear in front of your mother.”
“Sorry.” I hung my head and chewed on my lip. He was right that was very rude. I looked up to see a strange expression cross my mother’s face. “Apologies Mummy; how very crass of me.” I laughed to lighten the mood and we continued to discuss her ideas for Saturday night that did indeed include some members of Izzy’s club in attendance all be them fully dressed in anything other than leather.
Remi and I had been ordered to the dining room to unpack the good china and glassware. We had to wear special cloth gloves and were put on warning that any damages would result in a severe punishment. These days the word punishment did wicked things to my cock and it perked up a bit as I lost myself to some recent memories.
Remi poked me in the ribs. “Pay attention, we don’t want you coming to any harm.” He smirked at me and I cocked a hip at him. I was enjoying the playful banter. Remi in a lighter mood was definitely something to be relished and I found myself taking the opportunity to ask him more about his life while we wiped over the crockery.
“What do you want to know mon cher?”
“I’m fascinated by you. Here you are a great strapping lad with muscles on muscles that make my mouth water, yet you harbour an immense intellect alongside a wicked deviant streak. How do all those things mesh in one so young?”
Remi sighed. “I wish you wouldn’t harp on about my age so much. I’m old enough and man enough for you I can assure you.”
I raised an eye brow at him. “Well that’s my point dearest, you are indeed, but how?”
Remi paused for thought clearly formulating his words before divulging the information I craved. “I told you I have been fucking already for many years. Women as well as men. I thought perhaps I was bisexual but I’m not, I prefer men exclusively. I still love women but my predilection for liking things rough prevents me from enjoying a proper union with a woman for fear I possibly could harm them too much. And also, I love cock with a passion. Especially yours.”
Said cock leapt for joy and I squirmed. Remi grinned. “Go on.” I loved hearing his lightly accented English.
“So, anyway, I met someone much too old for me but he was, how do you say, a silver fox. Very handsome and attentive and I fell under his spell immediately. He taught me to extend the limits of any previous sexual interaction and really let go. We explored many avenues of lust together and since then I have continued to do so with new partners, however I have never found anyone as compatible as you.” Remi stared me right in the eye and my skin grew hot.
“How old were you when you met…?”
“Henri? I was sixteen.”
I gasped. “Just a boy.” For some reason, I felt my eyes welling up. “You were so innocent.”
Remi snorted. “Non. Non, non, non. I was not innocent, I promise you. And I have always been way beyond my years. I prefer to be with older men. I find lovers my own age lack depth and experience.”
“And you do so love to go deep.” I grinned at him and he chuckled. “And this Henri chap – do you still see him?”
A shadow crossed Remi’s face and he quickly shook his head.
“Sadly, we parted on not such good terms. He wanted to keep me but there was no way I was leaving home at that age. I didn’t want to be tied down and Henri increasingly tried to make me his sub which doesn’t sit well with me at all. At sixteen I wasn’t prepared to force myself into a role without exploring more of the world’s delights.”
“And what, you dumped him?” I couldn’t imagine an older man taking that too well from a sixteen-year-old boy.
“Not how I would have put it but yes, I suppose that’s what it amounted to.” Remi rubbed his duster over and over the same plate giving away his distracted thoughts. Clearly things with Henri did not end well.
“I guess he didn’t go gracefully into the night as it were.” I sighed.
“Definitely not. He threatened to tell my parents about our relationship. He’d bought me many gifts during the year we were together and he said he would tell them they were in exchange for sex; that I had sold myself to him like a common rent boy.”
“What a creep!” I had stopped my chores and fully concentrated on what Remi was saying. His expression turned wistful.
“Henri De La Roche was not a creep as you say. I hurt him and he did not take the rejection very well. He was truly in love with me.” Remi sighed and put the plate down. “He even said he would wait for me to get whatever it was out of my system and then return to him. But I didn’t feel the same way about him. I didn’t want to hurt him though, and I wish we could have remained friends.”
“Where is he now?” I rounded the table and took Remi’s hands in mine. He seemed truly distressed at the memories. He kissed my knuckles which was so sweet.
“I believ
e he lives in his chateau in the Loire Valley. He took me there once. It was beautiful and remote; very private.”
“But he didn’t tell your parents in the end?”
Remi shook his head. “It is a threat he still hangs over me, but I think he realised he would only make himself look sad and pathetic taking advantage of a kid. No matter I loved everything we did, I was still underage. He could theoretically be classed as a paedophile. He’s pretty much a recluse these days.”
I cocked my head and narrowed my eyes. I jabbed him in his solid chest. “Not theoretically Remi, he definitely took advantage of you. Even if you enjoyed the physical side of things it’s clearly left you with some emotional hangover. Not cool, not at all. How old is he anyway?”
Remi screwed up his face in concentration. “Hmm, Henri must be at least mid-fifties now.”
I gasped loudly. “Oh my God that’s disgusting! So, you were sixteen and he was in his forties! Oh Remi.”
Remi burst out laughing. “Do not feel sorry for me cousin. Henri is sexy as fuck and has skills beyond comprehension when it comes to pleasure. I promise you it was entirely a benefit for me to know him physically.”
I circled his pec with my forefinger but before I could get to the stiff little nipple clearly visible under the stretched cotton of his t-shirt, Remi caught my finger in his hand and brought it to his mouth. He nipped the tip then sucked the length of it in slowly. I moaned loudly and he hastily shushed me. His tongue felt amazing against my skin and made me wish it was my dick in his mouth not my forefinger. I palmed his bulge with my other hand and he narrowed his eyes at me. Remi was hard in his jeans and my chest thrummed with the knowledge it was all for me.
“God your mouth…” My head fell back and my eyes fluttered closed. He pressed one of his thumbs into my mouth and I took a turn devouring the taste of him and putting my tongue to good use.