Chapter Three

 

 

 

When I woke in the morning I was warm and comfortable and didn’t want to get up despite the urging of my bladder. I shifted slightly and pain shot through my leg. I didn’t know how Javier could sleep on the floor every night.

I also had what most men had when they woke—morning wood. Something touched my hard-on and I finally opened my eyes. Javier was spooned against me and rubbing his ass on my crotch. I quickly shifted away.

“You didn’t have to move,” Javier murmured. “I was comfortable.”

“I didn’t mean to snuggle,” I replied. “I’m sorry if I bothered you.”

Javier rolled over and peered into my eyes. “I said I was okay with it. It felt nice. I didn’t mind the boner either.”

I felt myself blush. “Oh, fuck, I am so…”

“Don’t apologize.” Javier touched my arm. “I really didn’t mind. It’s not like we haven’t already had sex.”

“That was business, though.”

“It was nice to be touched by someone not paying me. It helped me go to sleep, actually. So I should be thanking you.”

“I’m just embarrassed about the hard-on.”

“Christ, kid.” Javier chuckled. “It’s not the first time I’ve had a dick pushed up against me. You could’ve slipped it in and I doubt I would’ve minded.”

I paused and pictured me fucking Javier. I’d always fantasized about being fucked that I’d never considered all the options. “You bottom?”

“Adam, I do almost anything for the right price. That means top, bottom and everything else two men can do together. However, in my non-professional life, I am versatile. I enjoy being fucked as much as I like doing the fucking.”

Damn, the images his words presented in my head were amazing and erotic. I’d seen his entire body naked and could truly imagine penetrating his ass.

“What’re you thinking about, kid?”

I flushed again. “Nothing. Why do you call me kid? I’m eighteen and I bet you’re not much older.”

Javier chuckled. “Just turned eighteen last month.”

“Ha! I’m two months older than you, so I am not a kid.”

Javier smiled like he knew something I didn’t. “Okay, I won’t call you that anymore.”

“Thanks.” I sat up and my bladder reminded me how badly I needed to piss. “Where’s the bathroom?”

Javier stood and regarded me with half-shut eyes. “Well, the theater bathroom is downstairs but I don’t think you’ll want to go in there.”

“Why?”

Raising his eyebrows, Javier said, “Umm…no running water, remember?”

I felt stupid for not remembering. “So where do you go?”

“Depends on what you gotta do. If it’s just piss there’s a spot outside I use. If it’s more than that I go to a diner down the street.”

I got up. “I just have to pee right now.”

“Follow me.”

Javier led me down the stairs, through the old auditorium, down a short, dark hallway and out through a door marked ‘Emergency Exit’. Just outside was a patch of weeds. I looked around, unsure of where exactly I was supposed to relieve myself.

“No one from the street can see us.” Javier leaned against the door so it wouldn’t shut, opened his pants, pulled out his cock and pissed.

“Thought you had to pee,” Javier said when he was done.

“In front of you?”

“What, you never used a urinal with other guys around?”

“Yes, with dividers or separators.”

“I don’t want to leave you alone out here,” Javier said. “So you should just get it done.”

“Can you at least turn around?”

“I’ve already seen and touched your dick.”

“This is different. Please?”

Javier sighed but I saw a slight smile on his lips before he turned away. I fished out my cock and relieved myself.

“Feel better?” Javier asked after I had finished.

“Much.”

On the stairs going back to the balcony, I asked, “What’s the plan?”

“We’ll go to a nearby used clothing store to get you some different clothes so it won’t be as easy for the cops to spot you.”

“I don’t have any money on me,” I said.

“Yesterday was pay day.” He chuckled. “I had a client who tipped very well.”

I laughed. “I’ll pay you back, I promise.”

He didn’t acknowledge me. “We can stay on the side streets until we get to the Strip but it’s almost five miles.”

I bit my bottom lip. “I didn’t realize we’d gone that far last night.”

“Yeah. You’ll be spotted for sure in the nice clothes you got on. I’d let you use some of mine, but you’re just a bit taller than me.”

I laughed and glanced down at Javier. “You are rather short.”

“Whatever, beanpole.” After Javier rolled up the sleeping bag and blankets, he hid them under the seats.

My stomach grumbled. “How about some breakfast?”

Javier rolled his eyes. “I count myself lucky if I get one meal a day. Breakfast is something I usually can’t afford.”

I shifted my eyes away shamefully. I knew there were homeless people everywhere but hadn’t given it a lot of thought. I’d lived my life in a bubble, never worrying too much about others. “I’m sorry,” I mumbled.

“For what?”

I shrugged. “For forgetting that not everybody has enough money to eat every day, let alone do whatever they want like I do.”

Javier stared at me like I’d grown a third arm. “Are you really apologizing for being privileged?” he asked. “I’ve been hired by plenty of wealthy men of all ages. The younger ones were the worst. Entitled, arrogant, obnoxious bastards. You’re different. You may have had the same upbringing but you’re nothing like them.”

I didn’t know what to say. “Thanks?”

“Don’t ever be sorry for who you are, Adam.” He waited until I met his gaze before going on. “You were lucky enough to have parents with money and, I’m guessing, parents who cared. I didn’t have either.” He grabbed his pack. “Let’s get going.”

We went a block before I spoke. “Thanks again, Javier. I’m not sure where I’d be without you.”

“I haven’t done anything yet, except give you a place to stay.”

“When we get to the hotel I’d like to return the favor,” I said. “You can stay the night in the extra bed. Or I can get you a different room.”

“I’m not doing this to get paid. I’m doing it because it’s the right thing.”

I nodded. “I know. That doesn’t mean I don’t want to thank you. My dad has more money than he or I can spend in a lifetime.”

“Don’t worry about that right now,” Javier said. “We can talk about it later.” He turned a corner. “The shop is just down here.”

Twenty minutes later, I came out of the store wearing a Def Leppard T-shirt, dark jeans and a Nike baseball cap.

Javier checked me out. “You look like a totally different person. You want breakfast? My treat.”

“I am starving. I’ll repay you when I get back to the hotel.”

“Quit worrying about that.”

“Thanks, Javier.”

He smiled. “Call me Javi. All my friends do.”

His grin was contagious and it truly made me feel great inside knowing he considered me a friend. “Lead the way, Javi.”

At Shirley’s Diner, I ordered French toast and Javi ordered a tall stack of flapjacks. When the food arrived, Javi doused the pancakes with syrup and wolfed them very quickly. I watched him eat as if he hadn’t had a meal for days and wondered how long it had been. I only ate half of my food, but Javi ate every bite of his and polished off the rest of mine.

When he was finally done, Javi sat back in his chair and patted his belly. “Damn, that was good.”

I chuckled. “Glad you liked it.”

“I need to use the bathroom,” Javi said. “Then we can take off.”

When he returned he was breathing heavy and appeared scared.

“What’s wrong?”

“We have to get out of here now!”

“Why?”

“Go out back. Stay hidden. I’ll pay and be right behind you.”

I didn’t know what was going on but trusting Javi was the best option—the only option, really. I nodded, pulled the hat over my eyes and hustled out of the back entrance. I stepped into a dark corner and waited for Javi. He came out a minute later and I whistled so he knew where I was.

“I think we’ll be okay,” he said. “The waitress knows me pretty well. I asked her to say I was alone if anyone asks and that she never saw you.”

“Why are you freaking out?”

He pulled a wadded piece of paper from his pocket and handed it to me. I straightened it and read it. It was a picture of me. The line underneath the image read—

 

Wanted for murder. Armed and dangerous. Reward.

 

“Fuck!” I ran a hand through my hair. “I didn’t kill Dean. He was my best friend. I’m not armed, either.”

“They’re saying that to protect their own asses, man. They won’t be playing fair.” Javi put a hand on my shoulder. “They want you bad. I’m sure this flyer is everywhere. Lots of homeless people will be looking to turn you in to get on Kirchen’s and Edgewater’s good sides and for the reward.”

“Really? The homeless don’t stick together?”

Javi shook his head. “Some of us do. But it’s dog eat dog out here. Someone will see us if we try to go to the Bellagio. The cops will stop us long before we get there.”

“Should I turn myself in?”

“Hell, no,” Javi answered. “Kirchen will find a way to get his hands on you. Put you in a cell with other guys and let them take you out.”

“I need to call my dad, he’ll know what to do. I didn’t want to bother him. I wanted to prove I was an adult.”

“How do you plan on calling him?” Javi rested against the brick wall. “I don’t have a cell phone and yours was stolen.”

“How much are the prepaid cells?”

“I’ve seen ‘em for around thirty for the cheapest shit. Another twenty for enough minutes to last a while.”

“Will you buy one? I’ll pay you back, just like with all the other money.”

“Damn, you’re going to cost me more than I earned.”

For a second I thought he might be angry until I saw the shit-eating grin on his face.

“All right. I’ll get a phone. Nearest store is a couple blocks. You gonna be okay here alone?”

I nodded. “I’ll make sure no one sees me.”

 

* * * *

 

When Javi hadn’t returned thirty minutes later, I began to wonder if something bad had happened or if Javi had decided I was more trouble than I was worth. I breathed a sigh of relief when Javi came into sight.

“Here you go.” He handed me a phone. “All set up and ready to go. Took longer than expected because I needed help to activate it.”

I nodded. “Thanks.” I dialed Dad’s number.

The call went to voicemail as I had expected. My father wouldn’t answer an unknown caller. “Dad, its Adam. I’m in trouble. Call me back right away.”

“How long before he returns the call?” Javi asked a second before the cell beeped.

“Dad?” I answered.

“What’s going on? Are you okay?”

“I’m fine for now, but I don’t know what to do.”

“What happened?”

“The short version is that Dean was beaten to death by a couple of cops. They’re after me now. They’re saying I killed him. I would never do that. You believe me, right?”

“Of course I believe you.” Timothy Brand could be a ruthless business opponent but he’d always been an excellent father. “Can you go to different cops?”

“I don’t think so. Javi says other police can’t be trusted. They’ll believe their own and not me.”

“Who’s Javi?”

“He helped me last night and this morning. I trust him. One hundred percent.”

“Does he know Vegas?”

“Yeah, Dad.”

“Okay, without Barry there I don’t have anyone in Vegas I trust enough help. Fuck, I have to tell Barry his son is dead if the authorities haven’t already contacted him. We’ll get on a plane as soon as we can. I won’t be there until tomorrow, though. Can you stay with this Javi guy?”

“His place isn’t…safe,” I answered.

“Okay.”

Dad was silent for a few moments, but I knew he was coming up with an idea.

“I just bought an old club near the corner of Market and East Sahara,” Dad said. “It was called Dreamz, with a Z. It’s pretty dirty inside, but the utilities are on. Power, water, et cetera. I don’t have anyone scheduled to start the renovations for a month. I’ll give you the security code to get in. You can hang out there. There are even beds to sleep in.”

“Beds? In a club?”

“It was a sex club, Adam. Swingers, bondage, etc.”

“Oh, okay.”

“Ask your friend if he knows where it is,” Dad said.

“Hey, Javi, do you know where a club called Dreamz is?”

Javi laughed. “Yeah. It’s been closed for a couple years, but I know where it is.”

“Yeah, he knows, Dad.”

He gave me the codes to the realtor lockbox and the security alarm. “Go there and wait for me. I’ll call if anything changes. You got it, Adam?”

“Yes, Dad.”

“Okay, son, I love you.”

“Love you too.”

The call ended.

“Why did you ask about the old fuck club?” Javi asked.

“Dad owns the building. He gave me the security code to get in. He’s in Sydney right now but will fly out as soon as he can.”

“Australia? What the fuck is he doing there?”

I shrugged. “I don’t know everything about his business. He buys a lot of properties and businesses, renovates them then sells them again for a profit.”

Javi whistled. “Let’s go. The sooner we’re hiding the better I’ll feel.”

The club was several blocks away but we stayed hidden by using alleys and shadows as much as possible.

When we got there I checked out the front of the club and shook my head. The windows were covered with plywood and several curse words were spray-painted on the face of the building.

I punched the code into the realtor lockbox. It opened and I got the keys. Then I unlocked the front door. We stepped in and I punched in the code for the alarm system. Javi took the keys and secured the front door before I reactivated the alarm.

“Want to check things out?” Javi asked.

I nodded and tried to picture what it had once looked like because currently it wasn’t a place I could see anyone visiting. “This was a sex club?”

There was a table and chairs overturned as if there had been a bar fight. Several black-and-white photographs of men and women in erotic positions hung on the wall.

Javi nodded as he pushed through a doorway with a sheer curtain hanging from it. “A swingers’ club. Couples would come here to fool around with other people.”

The first room had a few leather couches and ottomans.

I wondered how many men and women had screwed on the furniture. “Was it just men and women who had sex or was there homosexual activity?”

Javi chuckled. “There wasn’t much that wasn’t allowed here, as long as it was consensual. Guys fucked each other and women went down on each other.”

There was an empty hot tub and a wall of showers. Beds, couches and chairs were placed in various positions throughout the club. Some were cordoned off with curtains or beads and others were out in the open. One king-sized bed was in the center of a room with mirrors all over—on every wall and the ceiling.

“This was one of my favorite rooms.” Javi opened a large wooden door and disappeared behind it.

I sucked in a breath when I stepped in.

With a sex swing and a St. Andrew’s Cross and a large leather-covered table, it had obviously once been the bondage room. I only recognized the items because of porn I had watched. I inspected everything close up, running my finger along the smooth wood. A chill ran through his body and he shivered.

“You ever done any bondage?” Javi asked.

I snapped out of my fugue and shook my head.

“But you want to, don’t you?”

I glanced at Javi. “I don’t think so. Maybe. I don’t know.”

“It can be a rush.” He gently pushed me up against the cross, knelt down and lashed my feet before I realized what he was doing.

“What the…?”

Javi put a finger to my lips and I went quiet. He ran his hand down my neck and stomach, stopping at my crotch. “Seems like you kind of like the idea of being tied up.”

I was hard so I had to admit the idea intrigued me. It was just something I wasn’t ready for yet.

He kissed me and laughed before untying me. “Maybe someday.”

“Clients brought you here?” I asked.

“I came in once or twice on my own as well.” He pointed behind the cross. “There’s a cage back there for the guys who liked to be punished. They’d be locked up only able to watch what was going on but not participate.”

I crouched down so I could see the hidey hole in the wall. It wasn’t easily seen.

“Where’s the best place to sleep?”

“That would be the second floor,” Javi said. “It’s wide open and there are lots of beds to choose from.”

We went up a small staircase and emerged into a large loft with a dozen or more beds.

“I call this the Fucking Floor. One guy paid me two grand to stay with him for the weekend and he brought me here. I went from bed to bed doing whoever and whatever I was told to do.”

“Roy Harper would love this type of thing.” I walked around the room. “He’s a total horn dog.”

“Who’s Roy?” Javi asked.

“A comic book character. He’s had different code names—Speedy, Arsenal, Red Arrow. He sleeps around, but just with women. Though he did have an affair with Grace, a bisexual Amazon.”

“Are there any gay superheroes?”

I flopped down on one of the beds. “A few. Rictor and Shatterstar from the X-Men comics. But they weren’t very interesting and their relationship was boring. Same with Northstar. They didn’t do much with him.”

Javi sat next to me and listened to me talk about comics.

“My favorites are Apollo and Midnighter,” I continued. “They weren’t very popular, but I liked them because they were both masculine and total alpha males.”

Javi lay on his side and I did the same, pushing back against him. He wrapped his arm around me squeezed. It felt amazing to have him hold me. I wanted more.

“I want you in me, Javi.” My voice was so low I could barely hear it. “I’ll pay you…”

“Shhh,” he whispered in my ear. “I want you, too.”

He bit the back of my neck and I shivered.

“Take your clothes off,” he instructed.

He reached over and grabbed his pack as I shimmied out of my pants. I didn’t need foreplay. I just wanted Javi’s cock in my ass. Thank God, he seemed to read my mind because he did little preparation other than rubbing lube on my hole before putting on a condom and burying his cock between my ass cheeks.

I tensed as he entered me with a rapid and sudden thrust. The sting was sharp but the feeling of him inside me was intense. Intense and amazing. He pushed his shaft in as deep as possible then fucked me with short, quick jabs that hit my prostate each time. Javi kissed my neck and for a brief time I was able to forget all the shit that had happened in the past two days.

“Yes, yes,” I urged Javi on.

“You feel good, Adam,” he purred. “Tight and warm and…perfect.”

Javi had been with hundreds of men at least, there was no way I was better than all of them, let alone perfect, but I liked the idea. I allowed myself the fantasy that we weren’t in the middle of a life-or-death situation and that he wasn’t a man who sold his body. In that moment, Javi and were lovers and it was great. I stroked myself, matching his rhythm but stopped myself from going over the edge in order to prolong the mind-blowing experience.

“I’m gonna come,” Javi huffed.

I allowed myself to give in. His dick throbbed in my ass and it spurred on my own orgasm. It took my breath away so I closed my eyes, intending to rest for a few minutes, but instead I dozed off.

 

* * * *

 

Javi was still holding me as I woke. I slowly extricated myself from his grip. The used condom had slipped off his soft cock and landed on the bed. After throwing it away in a trash can, pulled on my pants and went downstairs to the locker room area with the showers and hot tub. I searched through the cabinets and thankfully found a couple of towels.

After checking out the hot tub, I started the water so it would fill. I then got naked again and took a shower. The water took a minute to warm up but once it did it felt so relaxing I didn’t want to step away even after I felt clean.

I was still letting the heat cascade down my body when Javi entered the room. With a pinched face, he seemed slightly angry but it didn’t stop him from running his eyes up and down my body. Normally I would’ve felt self-conscious to be exposed but I liked Javi watching me. He clearly liked what he saw because he rubbed his crotch. I gave him a little show—stroking my cock and facing away from him and rubbing my ass. It became obvious he wasn’t going to join me in the shower so I turned the water off, dried myself then put my pants on.

“I’m filling the hot tub,” I said. “I thought it would be calming if we got in later. It won’t have chlorine like it should but I figure it’ll be okay for the two of us.”

“Why did you leave?” He narrowed his lips and glared at me.

I shrugged. “I didn’t leave the club or anything. I just wanted a shower.”

“You shouldn’t go anywhere without me.” Javi put his hands on his hips.

“We’re safe in here, right?”

“Well, yeah.”

“Then why can’t I walk around?” I put a hand on his chest but he stepped back. I didn’t take it personally. He was trying to be angry at me.

Javi didn’t have a concrete answer. “I’d just like it if you stuck close.”

“That’s sweet.” I smiled. “You’re worried about me.”

“Just trying to keep you safe like I said I would.”

“That’s what Romeo told Champ when they were hiding out from The Killer’s Guild.”

“More comic guys?” Javi raised an eyebrow.

I nodded. “Romeo was openly gay from his first appearance. Champ had a few girlfriends but nothing serious. They’ve been a couple on and off for a while.”

“Interesting,” Javi replied.

I doubted he really cared, but I did like it that he at least pretended.

“What happened to this place anyway?” I asked. “Why did it close down?”

“There was a lot of drug use going on here,” he answered. “Selling and using, including the owner. They busted his ass and he couldn’t run the place from jail.” Javi approached me again, leaving no distance between us.

He put a hand on each side of my head, tilted it downward and kissed me. Javi ran his tongue across my lips then slipped it inside when I opened my mouth. Javi pulled away but I wanted more.

“You hungry?” he asked.

“Yeah, I guess.”

“There’s a deli a few blocks down. I’ll get some sandwiches that’ll feed us till your dad gets here.”

We went to the front where I turned off the alarm and unlocked the door.

“I’ll knock three times when I get back,” Javi said. “Make sure it’s me before you open it.”

“Okay.”

He left. I locked up then turned the alarm back on. I walked around the club, getting a closer look at everything. The bondage room did intrigue me. I lay face down on the leather table and imagined being restrained with Javi on top of me. I stood at the cross with my arms spread, picturing Javi on his knees sucking my dick.

My cock was fully erect and I rubbed it through my pants. I considered jacking off but decided I’d rather save it for Javi. I searched the rest of the room including the hidden cage area. To do that, I had to get down on my hands and knees. Inside the confined space, I found a pair of leg chains. I considered taking them upstairs but instead left them there.

I’d expected Javi back within thirty minutes and when he hadn’t returned forty-five minutes later I was slightly nervous. After an hour I was pacing around the front area. The three knocks finally came after an hour and twenty minutes. I peeked out through an open space between the wood on the window and was relieved to see Javi.

After turning off the alarm, I unlocked the door, let Javi in then locked it behind him. I rearmed the system before turning to him. “What took so long? I was freaking out.”

“I ran into our friends, the dirty cops,” Javi said.

“Oh, shit.”

“I think we’re okay, though.” Javi turned a table over so it was right side up and grabbed two chairs.

We sat across from each other and he handed me a sandwich.

“I was at Dino’s Deli waiting for the food when Kirchen and Edgewater came in. They showed Dino the flyer of you and asked if he’d seen you. They said you were extremely dangerous.”

I laughed and shook my head. I was about as scary as a Chihuahua. “Did they see you?”

He nodded. “They noticed I had two of everything and asked me about it.”

“What did you say?”

“That I was meeting a friend at a nearby park.”

“Did they buy it?”

“I think so.” He took bite of the sandwich. “When I left the deli I went toward the park, the opposite direction of this place. I wasn’t about to come back here unless I was sure the cops weren’t suspicious.”

I took my first bite of the food. “So they aren’t going to find us?”

Javi shook his head. “They’re just scouting the neighborhoods. I think we’re fine. Just need to stay out of sight.”

Javi ate less than half of his sandwich then wrapped up the rest. I’d eaten a quarter of mine and was putting it away when my cell rang.

“Dad?” I answered the call.

“Adam, how are you doing?”

I shrugged before realizing he couldn’t see me through the phone. “I’m doing okay.”

“It’s going to be another day before I can get there.”

“Damn.”

“Storms here are keeping us grounded. Barry is in a hurry to get home, too.”

“How is he?” I knew the answer—he’d be a total mess.

“He’s holding in there. They found the body and identified him,” Dad said. “The official story is that the cops saw you and Dean fighting and you killed him. Then you allegedly took off before they could arrest you.”

“Barry doesn’t think I did it, does he?”

“No, son, he knows you wouldn’t hurt Dean.”

I breathed a sigh of relief. “Thank God.”

“Can you hold out for another day, son?”

“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”

“I will see you soon. I love you, Adam.”

“Love you too, Dad.” I ended the call and went in search of Javi. I found him sitting in the hot tub, his clothes off to the side. “How is it?”

“Perfect,” he answered. “You should get in.”

I didn’t wait for a second invitation and quickly stripped my clothes off then got into the water and sat next to Javi. He put an arm around my shoulders and kissed my cheek.

“You okay?” I asked. “You seem introspective.”

“Yeah, doing some thinking.”

I pulled Javi around and he straddled me.

“I’m not doing this for the money, Adam.” He ran a hand through my hair. “I’m helping you because it’s the right thing to do.”

“You don’t want the money?”

He bit his top lip. “I didn’t say that. I could definitely use the money. I could get off the streets and stop hustling, but I would help you even if there wasn’t money involved. It’s important you know that.”

He was so sweet and caring. Javi had a strong moral code and was a man of his word. He was captivating and charming. I wanted to get to know him better. I didn’t want him out of my life when this ordeal was over.

“I believe you, Javi. I trust you implicitly even though I’ve only known you a very short time.”

He kissed my forehead, but I guided his face downward and swiped my tongue across his lips. I smiled when he groaned and pushed his hard cock into my belly.

I leaned forward and tongued first one nipple then the other. “I’ve always wanted to have sex in a hot tub.”

“It’s not as fun as it sounds,” he said. “Water doesn’t work as lube and it’s easy to get overheated, which results in shrinkage.”

“That’s not a problem right now, is it?” I caressed his dick and pressed my erection against his ass.

“All of our stuff is upstairs otherwise I’d be up for a fuck.”

“Doesn’t mean we can’t play around for a bit down here, does it?” I reached around and squeezed his ass cheeks.

“Sounds good to me.”

He kissed me passionately. I know to some people the idea of having sex when they’re on the run for their lives seems ridiculous but it made sense to me. I could end up dead and wanted to experience as much as I could. Besides, there wasn’t much else to do while we hid out.

I rubbed the outside of his hole.

“You want to fuck me, Adam?”

I nodded and smiled.

“Good,” he said. “But you have to get me ready.”

“How?”

“What you’re doing is good. Just keep doing that for now.”

He shifted his hips and my finger slipped into him. It was tight. So fucking tight.

“Any other fantasies besides hot tub sex?” He rolled his hips, taking in more of my digit.

“The Piranha Club in a skybox. I want to be fucked while we watch everyone dancing down below.”

“Oh, hot. I’ve never been up there either.” Javi moved away and my finger popped out. He climbed from the tub then got on his hands and knees on the edge.

His bubble butt was right in front of me and I dove in. I spread his cheeks and rimmed him eagerly. I tongued up and down his ass, rimming him as stroked myself at the same time.

“Fuck, Javi, I want you,” I moaned.

He sat up and peered back at me. “Let’s go.

He stood and helped me out of the tub. We kissed for a moment, I wrapped my fingers around both our cocks and stroked. I mixed our pre-cum together and loved the whimpering that came out of his mouth.

“Upstairs. Now.”

I smiled. “Impatient much?”

“Not usually,” he answered between kisses. “But right now I am.”

We hurried up the stairs and fell on the bed together. Lips touching, cocks rubbing—it was all awesome. Javi stopped to snatch his pack and pulled out a condom and lube. I grabbed the foil package, ripped it open and slid it down my shaft.

“How do you want me?” he asked.

“On your back,” I answered without having to think. “I want to watch you when I’m fucking you.”

Javi moaned as he lay down, lifted his legs and slicking his hole. I put a hand on his legs to keep them in the air and positioned my length between his cheeks. I pushed forward but his body resisted.

“Keep going,” Javi said. “Don’t stop.”

I continued with the pressure. His body gave in and my cock slipped inside. I froze at the unbelievable feelings. I’d never felt anything so tight, especially around my dick. I thrust in slightly and the tension kept on. His constricted ring squeezed me and I slowly buried myself.

Hot. Vise-like. Amazing.

“Oh. My. God,” I grunted.

“Yeah,” Javi murmured. “It’s so fucking good.”

Javi’s mouth was wide open and eyes squeezed shut. He was goddamn beautiful. I watched my shaft disappear into him. It was a gorgeous sight, looking at where our bodies joined. I was in a man. I was part of Javi and he was part of me.

“Move, Adam,” Javi rumbled. “Please move. Fuck me.”

I pulled most of the way out then dove back in. Most of the way out and all the way in. Slowly, methodically, then faster and faster. His mouth opened and closed but his eyes never shut and we stared at each other as I fucked him.

“Oh, fuck,” I moaned when I felt the need rising. “I’m gonna come.”

Javi arched his hips up to take me deeper and the orgasm rushed through my body. It seemed as if electricity traveled through every part of me and I cried out as I emptied into the condom.

Javi jacked himself and shot a large load onto his stomach. Exhaustion washed over me as I rolled off him and lay next to him. I peeled off the condom and tossed it on the floor.

“Thanks, Romeo,” I mumbled.

“Thank you, Champ. That was awesome.”

He snuggled up against me and everything was perfect in that moment.

 

* * * *

 

“Wake the fuck up!”

My transition from comforting sleep to wide awake was fast and startling. I sat straight up and stared right into the red eyes of Officer Kirchen. Officer Edgewater stood a few feet away holding onto Javi, who was still naked.

“I’m sorry,” Javi murmured. “I was downstairs using the bathroom when they came in.”

“How did you get in?” I asked.

Kirchen chuckled. “Called the alarm company and said we were doing an inspection and not to worry when they got the signal.”

“We won’t be interrupted,” Edgewater snarled.

“My father is rich.” I hated the idea of begging for my life but didn’t see an alternative. “He’ll pay you to return me to him. Alive, Javi and I are worth a lot. Dead, we’re worthless.”

Kirchen and Edgewater eyed each other.

“It’s true,” Javi said. “He told me he’d pay me whatever I wanted if I kept Adam alive.”

“We’d still lose our jobs,” Kirchen said.

“Who gives a fuck about your job?” Javi asked. “With all that money you could disappear and do whatever you want.”

“Shut up.” Edgewater slapped the side of his head.

Kirchen grabbed me and yanked me out of the bed. “Let’s tie them up in the bondage room till we can figure this out.”

It dawned on me that he had to have been here before to know about the bondage room.

I winced as Kirchen wrenched my arm behind my back.

“I’m surprised a rich boy like you would sleep with a worthless piece of shit like Campos. Felt like slumming, huh?” Kirchen tightened the hold.

“You just wish you could be half the man Javi is.”

Kirchen shoved me to the wall and pushed against me. “I ain’t no fucking hustler selling my ass on the street.”

“No, but you’re a dirty cop and that’s worse in my eyes.” I snarled.

They walked us down the stairs and into the BDSM area. Javi was forced face down on the leather table and had his hands cuffed to the table legs.

Kirchen put me on the St. Andrew’s Cross, tying my hands and feet securely.

“Stay here like the bitches you are while we discuss what we’re going to do.” Kirchen growled.

They chuckled as they left the room.

“You okay, Adam?” Javi asked.

“As good as I can be.” I wiggled to see how tight the straps were—there wasn’t much give.

“I’m sorry about this, Champ. It’s my fault they found us.” He turned his head and we made eye contact.

“Don’t blame yourself, Romeo. We’re not dead, yet. I’m not giving up. You shouldn’t either.”

“I never said I was giving up,” Javi said.

There was a cracking noise and Javi raised his right hand. A second crunching noise followed and he lifted his left arm.

“How did you do that?”

“Remember me telling you I could dislocate my thumbs?” Javi snapped them back in place. “Painful, but gets the job done.”

He untied my restraints and I stepped free. We embraced and kissed for a moment.

“Any ideas of what to do?” Javi asked. “I could get us out of the club but we’d be naked with nowhere to go. We’d be caught again right away.”

“Can we take them by surprise?” I asked. “Pretend to still be tied down? There’s some leg restraints in the hole in the wall. I could use those somehow.”

“Can you handle one of them in a fight? Remember, they have guns.”

“I think so.” I paused. “I’m sure of it. I can do it.”

Javi kissed me. “I believe in you.”

I grabbed the leg restraints and got back in position on the cross, holding the cuffs so it wasn’t obvious. Javi got back on the table with his arms stretched down the legs.

Kirchen and Edgewater returned a few minutes later, which was long enough for me to muster up every ounce of courage and bravado I had. They stood between me and Javi.

“As much as we appreciate the offer for the money,” Kirchen said to me, “we just don’t trust you enough to not come after us anyway.”

“Stupid bastards,” Javi snapped and they turned to him, taking their focus off me.

I stepped off the cross, took the chain in both hands, wrapped it around Edgewater’s throat like a garrote and pulled him back so he was off balance.

“What the fuck?”

Kirchen grabbed for his gun but Javi sat up and threw an uppercut, taking Kirchen by surprise and knocking him on his ass.

Javi leaped on the cop, knocked the gun out of his hand then proceeded to throw a barrage of punches. Kirchen tried to fight back, but the continual blows to his face and head were too much.

Edgewater struggled but was unable to get a good footing and quickly passed out. I snatched the pistol from his holster and aimed it at Kirchen.

“Javi!” I yelled. “Enough.”

Javi stopped and climbed off Kirchen, whose face was bloody and swollen. Javi yanked the cop to his feet and made him sit in the sex swing and lie back. Using Kirchen’s own cuffs and some leather straps, Javi secured Kirchen’s arms and legs to the chains of the swing. The cop looked like a sex pig ready to get gang-banged.

We then secured Edgewater to the cross and left the room.

“We did it!” I hugged Javi and swung him around. “You were awesome.”

“You were incredible, Adam. I am very impressed.”

We high fived.

“We make a great team, don’t we?” I bumped his shoulder with mine.

“Yes, we do.”

“It doesn’t have to end, you know.” I wasn’t thinking through what I was saying. I was speaking without much thought.

“What do you mean?”

“You can come back to Portland with me,” I said. “You can live with me. My dad can find you a job. You don’t have to live like this anymore.”

He smiled sadly. “You’re sweet, Adam, but it wouldn’t work. Our lives are so different I don’t think they’d mix.”

“What kind of life are you living, Javi?” I grabbed his hand and squeezed.

“It’s been fine for years. I’m still alive.”

“You’ve been lucky. Lucky that you’ve had enough food and a place to sleep most of the time. Lucky some crazy guy hasn’t picked you up and raped or killed you. I’m offering an opportunity. We don’t have to be together, though I’d like it if we were, but that’s not what this is about.”

He lowered his eyes. “Thank you, but…”

“Don’t answer just yet,” I said. “Think about it.”

“Okay,” he murmured. “I’ll think about it.”

Javi and I pushed a couch and chairs up against the bondage room door so we could stay close. We slept in shifts just in case and waited for my dad to arrive. The room was soundproofed so if the cops woke up and began making noise no one, including me and Javi, would hear them.

At noon the next day, I was napping when Javi woke me up.

“Your phone is ringing.”

“Dad?”

“Adam, I’m just outside the club.”

I ran to the door, unlocked it then threw it open. I’d never been so glad to see my father. Barry was also there. I embraced them both.

“Barry,” I said. “I am so sorry about Dean.”

“You have nothing to apologize for, Adam.”

Javi approached us warily, as if he were afraid of my father. “Dad, this is Javi. He saved my life.”

Dad was a big man, taller than me and very muscular. He could be very imposing and Javi stepped back a little when Dad approached him.

“Thank you, Mr Campos.” My father gripped Javi’s shoulders then hugged him.

Javi stood there like a rag doll for a moment before returning the embrace.

 

* * * *

 

Three days later, Dad and I were on a private plane headed back home to Portland. Barry had resolved all the legal issues. I’d been taken in for questioning and had told the authorities my version of events.

Kirchen’s and Edgewater’s stories had been very different and originally I hadn’t been believed. However, when asked why they’d come to the club and tied us up instead of arresting us, their story had fallen apart. Turned out they weren’t such good buddies after all. Edgewater had been the first to make a deal and Kirchen had quickly confessed.

Javi had stayed with us at the Bellagio while everything was straightened out. As much as I wanted him to come with us, I hadn’t asked him again. We’d said goodbye at the hotel and I doubted I’d ever see him again.

“I’m sorry Javi didn’t come, son,” Dad said as we buckled up and prepared for takeoff.

I nodded, trying to hold back the tears.

The pilot’s voice came over the speakers. “We have a slight delay, Mr Brand. Last-minute change.”

Damn it, I just wanted to get out of there and try to put it all behind me, including Javi.

I was surprised when the plane door opened and Javi appeared sporting a huge grin.

“Hey, Champ,” he said.

“Romeo!” I unbuckled, ran to him then kissed him. “You’re coming with us?”

“I don’t know if it’ll work, but for now I’d like to try.”

“What changed your mind?”

He glanced at my father. “Your dad talked to me. He said he would find me a job. I won’t be a kept man and I still think you deserve better, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

“It’ll work.” I kissed Javi. “I’m sure of it.” He didn’t seem positive but I was sure enough for the both of us. “Come and sit down, we’re going home.”