Indecent Exposure (Private)(18+)

Trophies and Medals · December 12, 2017

Despite knowing that his client only meant the best by saying what he did, it didn’t make things any easier for Kario. It wasn’t as easy to make peace with his past as it was to say that he should. Lifting his gaze to meet the blonde’s he watched him quietly for a moment. He was sure the older man expected him to sigh or shrug and leave it at that, but there was something else on his mind. “I… wouldn’t even know how to start.” Kario admitted. He had no idea how to come to terms with such things. They had haunted him for so long, had lead him to where he was now that he didn’t know what he could do to come to terms with any of it. He had long ago accepted that there was nothing that could be done anymore, but apparently there was still more he had to come to terms with.

Stunned when the older man spoke again, his tone was serious and words honest. Kario wasn’t sure what to make of it though. Obviously, his choices that had gotten him here, and working in a brothel made him differ from the people the other was surrounded by. So how was that not what he had meant? What could he have possibly meant? Kario found himself more confused but he didn’t try to argue. Instead he just accepted the fact that apparently, he was different, but not in the way he had thought he was. It seemed like it was in a good way, so there really wasn’t any reason to push it any further. At least they were able to come to an agreement as far as how the blonde felt after eating dinner after a long workday.

Kario watched the way the man smiled knowing from how many times he had seen him do just that, that the smile he donned this time was not a real one. What he said and the tone in which it was said made him cock his head to the side slightly in a silent question. When he had finished speaking there was a certain part that caught his attention and he just had to know more. “More about me? What is it that made you attached to me?” Kario asked. He truly felt like he needed to know the answer to this. He needed to know what it was about him that made his client so attached to him. After all, he had worked for the brothel for a few years and no one had grown attached to him before. In fact, most of the time he never said a word with any of his other clients. They weren’t here to have a conversation, and they made that quite clear their very first time here.

Giving the older man a look that for a moment made it seem like Kario thought the other was crazy when he suddenly said ‘that’ as if Kario could possibly understand what that meant. A few minutes later though he was explaining himself and pointing out that it had been one of the things that made him different from the other people the man knew. “If that was what I was truly interested in yes.” Kario confirmed. Despite knowing that banking and financial management would get him further, if Kario had the chance to go to college and get a degree then he would go for what truly interested him. It seemed obvious to him that was what you should do, but apparently to heir’s like his client and the men he was surrounded by that was not the case. They would go for what would bring them to the top, even if they did not have a passion for it. That seemed a bit depressing to Kario, but he figured it wasn’t up to him to say that.

Kario shrugged, didn’t people older than him go back to college? Didn’t they go back to get a degree in something else? He had thought so, but he supposed that if his client really was happy with his career and was happy to just keep his interest in politics as a hobby then he found no reason to object. “That’s still not that old. But if you’re happy where you already are, then I can understand why going back isn’t really something you want to do.” He commented. There really was no point in the other going back if he was happy. That and it did seem like his client enjoyed having it as just a hobby, so he felt no reason to try to push the subject at all.

Kario groaned eyes drifting shut as he felt the blonde continue to thrust into him until he came as well. He could feel himself being filled again, a soft sound coming out of him at just how filled he really was at this point. Instantly he returned the kiss, moaning softly into it just before it was broken once more. This time their eyes met, both of them breathing rather hard as they tried to catch their breath. A small smile crossed his face as he was told that the older man wanted to be buried inside of him like this forever. That was a very pleasing thought, one that he was not going to object to. Kario would be more than happy to have his client buried in him like this forever. Still, his insides felt fuller than they ever had before as he allowed his grip to loosen and lean back more against the tile wall he was being held up against. This gave him a chance to put one of his hands over his own abdomen, knowing it would take him awhile to clean himself out completely.

Most of his clients came in him once, no one until this point had filled him with not just one huge load but two. Kario was aware that it was only the fact that the older man was still buried in him as to why it wasn’t leaking down his legs. But eventually he’d have to pull out, and that meant that it was up to Kario to try to clean out as much of the other’s seed as he could. Brown eyes looked back up into the golden eyes of his client though, he really wished that they could stay together like this.

Kario truly didn’t want the man to leave, knowing what the rest of his day held. Part of him knew he shouldn’t be getting so attached to the blonde, he had already been told once that upon leaving here they would most likely never have contact again. It wasn’t that he would never see the other apparently, but they wouldn’t have contact or getting ahold of him would be extremely difficult. Kario could only imagine what type of career the man had then. All he had found out about him so far was his job, he was an heir to a successful corporation and his age. With his age he found out the other’s birthday as well, being told it was in three weeks. Kario may not be aware of much of the outside world but he was happy to at least be able to keep up on what the date was.

Since his breath had calmed down again he leaned forward to press their lips together once again. He knew he should be letting his client get washed up so he could go on his way, but he didn’t want to. Kario wanted him to stay, as much as he knew the other really couldn’t. Once he broke the kiss and their eyes met once more he sighed softly. “I suppose we should get you cleaned up. You still have a busy day ahead of you.” It was clear in his tone however that he really didn’t want to do that. He’d rather they stayed just the way they were, but he knew holding his weight for this long not to mention having fucked him while holding his weight meant the other was probably tired.

December 14, 2017

His golden eyes looked at the younger man in surprise when he didn’t dismiss his words with a shrug but actually said something in return. Devon scratched his chin feeling that he had probably stepped into unknown territory as he was not a therapist and he couldn’t give professional advice to the other but at the same time he wanted to be helpful. “When something isn’t leaving me alone I usually take time to consciously relive and analyse it, come to terms with it and leave it behind. And I’ve heard from other people that it helped them greatly to talk about such memories or problems. I’m not a professional though and in some cases I think that the help of a professional would be beneficial. But I can’t judge whether that would be necessary for you or not as I don’t know enough of what had happened in your past.” He told Kario not sure if that was actually of any help at all.

It was understandable that the black haired wanted to know what it was that had made Ashfield that attached to him and how there was more to him. If someone had told something along those lines to the blond, he would have been curious about that and wanted to know it as well.

Then again it made the governor a little uncomfortable because he thought that it was digging too deep into his feelings. Devon took a deep breath and looked at the ceiling for a moment before he turned his sight back onto the handsome man in his arms.

“When I first came here you weren’t only handsome, you had that gentleness and kindness combined with something I perceived as an open-mindedness. I didn’t feel judged by you for anything.” He tried to explain himself not quite sure if he was doing a good job of getting his point across. But this alone actually had been something extraordinary to him as he and his life was constantly judged by complete strangers and what was something that went along with his job.

His voice started to sound again:” And it was really refreshing to not be judged and to just be for a change. Beside that you also have this humbleness as well as a mysteriousness that made me curious about you as a person and learning more about who you are because it seemed like there is a lot hidden underneath the facade. All that combined made me drawn to you.”

The blond man left it at that confession as he was starting to feel a little embarrassed but what followed was rather inconvenient as well. Not that Kario could have possibly known but the suggestion that Ashfield was happy where he was made him flustered as this was not really true. It had been honest when he had said that he liked his career and enjoyed what he was doing but Devon wasn’t happy with his life. “Yes, I like my career.” He just said ensuring both himself and the other but there was something in his voice that told that there was still something dissatisfying. Even though he liked being the governor and enjoyed his work his career led him to denying who he was and made him lonely. And before he had thrown his dignity over board and had gone to that brothel he had been sexually frustrated beyond believe as well.

Their eyes were interlocked like their bodies were and the governor felt like floating away with the other while the water was running down their naked bodies. He was still holding the black haired and wasn’t making an attempt to pull his cock out, he just didn’t want to, he didn’t want to leave and get dressed into the metallic suit he used as a costume to sneak to the business car, drive to the corporation, change into his own car and head home where nothing was waiting for him than expensive art and ancient statues of naked and half naked men. Somehow he started to feel disappointed that this day wasn’t busy as usual and not filled with appointments when he thought about having to leave Kario. The blond would have liked to take the other home but this was not possible and when he left he had to wait until he found enough time to return to the brothel again to see him.

After they had kissed once more and when the young male started to speak Ashfield finally sat him down and let his dick slip out together with a load of cum that was running down the black haired man’s legs and was washed away by the water. His golden eyes shone and a smirk crept onto his face when the other spoke because it was all too obvious that Kario didn’t want Devon to leave as well.

The blond laid one hand onto the other’s cheek stroking it with his thumb while his other hand grabbed the young man’s arse, pressed him closer and fondled his hole making more cum leak out.

“Actually I don’t. If I had a busy workday today I couldn’t have afford to leave my phone at home and stay here with you that long. There is only an annoying dinner lying ahead of me in the evening today. Funnily enough you know one of the other guests too.” He explained before he locked their lips in another kiss again. “Hence, we aren’t in a hurry. We can take our time to clean each other up.” He let the other know and his fingers slipped into the other’s hole completely, moving them there. “You’re so full it’s amazing. Maybe I’ll come inside three or four times next time. What do you think?” Ashfield said with a dirty grin.

Trophies and Medals · December 15, 2017

Listening as the older man spoke, Kario remained quiet. What was he supposed to say at this point? He doubted any of his problems needed any sort of professional assistance. He'd just have to get over them himself somehow. It was probably no big deal in the end, still he didn't shrug or sigh. Instead deciding to just thank his client for the opinion. After all, he knew the blonde was really just trying to help him out and wasn't doing so for any other reason. "I suppose I will try the first thing you said. I doubt it's anything a professional would need to help me with." Not to mention Kario doubted he'd ever have access to a professional even if that was something that was necessary. He lived in the brothel after all, his life was run by it.

Watching his client, Kario tried to figure out what was going through the man's mind. Waiting to hear what he had to say about his question or if he was going to answer it at all. After a moment it did seem like the man was ready to answer his question and he listened as he spoke. "I'm the last person who has any right to judge anyone." Kario replied when the man finished speaking. "But I'm glad that I didn't make you feel judged." He added after a moment of pause. He really didn't have the right to judge anyone after all considering his own position and all. "There really isn't much underneath. Not anything really relevant to any of my clients." Kario added with a small shrug. There was of course more to him under what he showed to his clients, but it was a side of him that was not considered important.

When the older man said he liked his job there was something in the way he said it that told Kario there was something missing, something not quite satisfying. He debated if it was okay for him to question that. There was a hesitation when he spoke, his voice making it clear he wasn't completely sure if this was crossing a line. "Is there... something that you're missing? It sounded like... there is more... something you aren't quite happy with." Kario of course wouldn't take it personally if the older man refused to tell him anymore. Knowing that in a sense it probably was crossing a line and getting into more personal territory than the other should be giving him. He always told himself after all that his clients would tell him what they thought he should know and nothing more.

As he was set down he allowed himself to lean back slightly against the wall of the shower. Having felt the cum that had leaked out of him with the removal of the older man's cock. It was a feeling he wasn't completely used to. Not normally being filled full enough for such an effect, though it didn't bother him considering the fact that the water washed it away after almost immediately. Noticing the smirk, he received when his client quite clearly caught on to the fact that he didn't want the man to leave. He hadn't thought he had made it quite that clear, but he wasn't going to complain about him having figure it out either.

The hand on his cheek was met with a pleased hum, eyes slipping shut for a moment as he allowed himself to enjoy the soft touch. Feeling the way it stroked his cheek gently before he felt the hand on his ass grabbing it, teasing his hole as they were pressed more firmly together. Eyes drifting open as the blonde started speaking, telling him that he really didn't have a busy day ahead of him. There was no way he was not going to enjoy the fact that he didn't have to rush, and that they could enjoy a nice shower together. Kario was sure that the smile that spread across his face was more than enough to show how happy he truly was hearing that.

What he was not fully expecting was the fingers that slipped fully inside of his hole, pushing more of the man's seed out with their entrance and the look that crossed the other's face. A blush crossed his own at the other's words, but he would be lying if he said that thought wasn't remotely arousing to him. It did make him question his body's ability to even take that much, but he wouldn't be against testing it. Giving the older man a smile he spoke, "I don't think you'd ever hear me argue against that." It was true, even if he didn't think his body was fully capable of taking that much, it didn't mean he was not against testing it out and seeing.

Honestly, he was probably more into finding out than he truly wanted to admit. Leaning up he pressed their lips together again. Keeping his arms wrapped loosely around his client's neck. He really did enjoy being this close to him. Kario tried to keep his mind focused and not allow his body to focus to much on the fingers inside of him knowing that it would have no problem getting aroused and needy again. He didn't want to test the other's stamina to much and while his own body was used to going again and again he knew that wasn't always the case with other people.

After breaking the kiss and smiling up at his client he allowed his hands to run along the bare torso present to him. Glad that he could admire it, and glad that he didn't have to worry about making the other late for anything. After a few minutes of silently examining the other man's nicely toned torso he turned his gaze back to the other's face. "Well, I suppose we should start cleaning up or I might get distracted and not want to anymore." He admitted. There was no reason for him to lie about it, as much as he wanted to spend more time with the other, and as much as he wanted to spend time with him he had to think about this in a more logical way.

The longer they spent time together the more he wanted to just cling to the older man and not let him go. He really didn't want the other man to go, but he knew that he couldn't stay here either. Reaching over he grabbed the shower gel to help the other wash up. Just because they did have to get cleaned up did not mean that he couldn't admire the body in front of him while he did so. Or of course take his sweet time helping the other wash his body. Shifting he felt the fingers inside of him shift in a way that made him groan softly, pouring some of the shower gel into his hands he started running them over the other's body.

As he did so, lathering the soap onto the other's skin and appreciating every aspect of the bare body before him he spoke. "You know... since we don't have to rush or anything I think this is a great time for me to admire this great body of yours." Kario was in no rush to clean himself out, or to clean his own body, wanting nothing more than to admire the one that he never really had the chance to fully appreciate. They had always had a time constraint, but knowing that the other only had a dinner later meant that he could finally appreciate it completely.

December 15, 2017

The blond made his chin rest on Kario’s shoulder as he smiled a small smile. “I’m relieved to hear that. I was worried that something terrible and deeply traumatising happened in your past.” He admitted while his hands were touching the young man’s body. “I don’t know much about you or your life after all. What I do know inside out are the crime statistics and police reports though and they clearly state that sex work isn’t an exactly .... safe.... work field.” The governor stated. “I really don’t know whether my imagination about how your life must have been is way too dark or way too lightly painted.”

Devon laughed as he was told that Kario thought he didn’t have the right to judge anyone. He found that rather upright, fitting to his personality but also a little naive. “Most people don’t have the right or aren’t in a position themselves to judge other people and don’t live up to their own standards but the most morally corrupted will be the first ones to place heavy judgements upon you and to scream and throw stones at your head if they are presented the smallest opportunity.” He commented. “It really is rare that someone doesn’t judge someone else’s life. And I promise you that if it came to light that I go here and spend my money to have sex with you I would be eaten alive by everyone regardless if they themselves hang out in strip clubs, live a much more promiscuous life, fucked whores or are a slut spreading her legs for dozens of men everyday without payment. They’d all condemn me because they hold me and other people to a much higher standard than themselves; they also forgive themselves much easier than other people.” Ashfield talked from his own experiences.

The golden eyes looked at the black haired questioningly and curiously. “I doubt that this is true. I bet there is a lot worth getting to know about you underneath and I also find it relevant, even though it isn’t relevant for any sexual act.” He disagreed with the other another time.

He pressed his lips against the young male’s shoulder when he listened to the question the other asked in such a careful and hesitating way. Devon closed his golden eyes for a second before he answered. “Yes.” He said. “Yes, I miss something. I miss a lot. I shouldn’t but I do. I am supposed to be satisfied with my power and my success and not even have a need for what I am missing or so I have been told and taught but ....” he stated and then stopped himself. “I really shouldn’t. It was me who sacrificed all of that after all, who made that decision. I could have said no, I probably wouldn’t have this position now then but I chose this as the priority.” The older man explained and was thinking about that his father would have been incredibly angry and disappointed with him as well if he hadn’t done how he wanted.

This was something that Ashfield wouldn’t say though because it was embarrassing. It had already been enough that Jeff had constantly targeted the ‘daddy issues’ and the unhealthy relationship between Devon and Ashfield Senior. His ex had constantly criticised the blond for letting his father bully him into doing what he wanted him to do and into taking his opinions. At one point Jeff had even stated:” You are a grown ass man and you let your father rule over your life like a dictator and you even pretend and deceive yourself into thinking that what is his position and will is also yours instead of keeping to your own stand and that my love is pathetic!” That statement had angered the heir to the Ashfield Corporation and it had hurt him deeply because he had not been able to deny that there was some truth to it and he had felt like an idiotic toddler under Jeff’s gaze. And he didn’t want Kario to look at him that way too and to think of him as pathetic while he actually wanted to be impressive to him.

The governor’s grin became even wider and dirtier when the young man blushed at his words. For some reason he liked to see him with red cheeks like that and he also liked to hear that the black haired apparently had no objection to him fucking his hole and cumming inside four times at his next visit. “It’s settled then. Next time we’ll meet we’ll see just how much of my seeds your sweet rosy hole can take.” He said his eyes shining and he was actually feeling a little aroused by the thought of that again. Something made him assume that after they would meet next time there would only be air coming out of his cock after they had been done with each other. The man had never expected to get as horny as a teenager ever again but there he was having fucked the younger man more than just once and still getting aroused by the thought of more messy sex with him. Maybe that had been caused by the long abstinence of actual sex with another man or the other was just driving him crazy.

When he was kissed he embraced the kiss right away and his tongue slipped into the other’s mouth going wild there while mixing their salvia. He pressed himself closer onto the other’s body, let his hand run over the younger man’s muscles while the fingers of his other hands moved and brushed against his prostate. “Sorry!” he muffled into the kiss without breaking it before his tongue was leaving for a dance into the other’s mouth again.

Ashfield looked at the hands running over his torso and he was constricting his muscles for the other. He chuckled at the black haired telling him that they should get into cleaning up or otherwise he would not want to anymore. “Is it a bad sign that I am already a little distracted and don’t want to?” he asked in a playful tone looking into Kario’s eyes and then at the other man’s hands which were running over his body.

After the younger one turned around to grab the shower gel his fingers shifted and he heard a soft groan escaping him what made him smile. But when Kario started to wash him with the shower gel he took out his fingers though and just appreciated and enjoyed being touched all over his body. Devon smirked when the man told him that he was glad that he could take the time to admire his body. “I didn’t know I was statue material as well. You can admire it and look at it from whichever angle you want to.” He said and he enjoyed the dark brown eyes on his pale body. It had been way too long since his manly physique had been appreciated by another man and it flattered him and made him feel good that such a handsome and young man found his body was still admirable and was so clearly desiring it.

Actually the blond was somewhat scared about losing that body and about getting visibly older and not looking as good and attractive anymore. He sometimes asked himself if the fear of aging was inheritable due to his mother being that crazy terrified about aging that almost everything about her looks was fake by now. Then again he thought that his fear of losing his looks and aging was within a normal range while his mother’s was clearly pathological, so maybe he was good. At least he had never felt the need to inject Botox or have a lifting or anything and even if he would get wrinkles he wouldn’t do that. So maybe it was more like a fear of not being sexually attractive anymore then and the feeling that his time was running away from him when he thought about getting older.

As soon as Kario had finished washing his body Devon took the bottle with the shower gel from him and smiled. “Now it’s my turn to admire your body again.” He said and started to apply the shower gel onto the other’s shoulders and chest. He was going intentionally slow and he was extremely close as well. And while his hand was washing the other’s body he couldn’t keep his lips from the younger male's and he passionately kissed him again.

The man was not letting any centimetre of the younger man’s body out and he was clearly enjoying touching him like that even though he had to try to not get them both turned on again what was easier said than done.

Ashfield even made the other turn around and washed his back and then paid attention to the young man’s hole cleaning that up for him as well.

Trophies and Medals · December 17, 2017

“No. Might not have been an easy past, but nothing traumatizing.” Kario responded with a light shrug. Sure things had been difficult, and maybe his parents really hadn’t been in a position to start and raise a family, but he knew things could have been a lot worse. At least they had a roof over their heads, even if whether it would stay like that had always been in question. They had family as well, something that he had been taught was important growing up. Thinking about that made him feel kind of bad knowing he could have gone back to them instead of signing the contract that got him here. But he knew his parents were still struggling to support themselves, he didn’t want them to have to worry about supporting him as well, not now that he wasn’t a kid.

“It’s not.” He agreed with a small nod. Offering sex in exchange for money really wasn’t safe work that was something he knew pretty well. Still, nothing traumatizing had happened, he had been pressured to do things he didn’t feel comfortable doing, and things had gotten a bit worrisome occasionally but it still had not been anything that he felt was traumatizing. Nothing had happened in the end, he had always gotten out of those situations even if it meant he was once more struggling to support himself.

Drawn from his thoughts Kario glanced towards the older man when he heard him laugh, listening as he spoke. He knew his client was right after all, most people really didn’t have the right or weren’t in a position to judge others, it didn’t mean that they didn’t do so. That was a sad thought to him. He at least truly felt that being in the position he was currently in meant he should not be judging anyone else for their choices. His weren’t very good either. “Unfortunately.” Kario replied with a soft sigh. He didn’t understand why people had to judge others, why they had to care so much about what someone else was doing. “I never understood why people care so much about what someone else is doing. It really doesn’t seem like it’s anyone else’s business in the end. It’s not their life… they aren’t the ones who have to live with any consequences that might arise from it.” His words were honest, and he was sure they were slightly expected by this point.

Kario just couldn’t wrap his head around people’s need to be so involved in another person’s life when they didn’t know that person. They had to know everything that person did, and they judged everything that person did even if they did it themselves or have done something worse. Even though he knew most people didn’t think the way he did, he knew it was a product of his upbringing. His parents might not have been able to teach him much, or provide much but one thing they did leave him with was a deeply ingrained respect for others and their private lives. That was anything that didn’t directly concern him. They had taught him not to judge the actions of others, as he never knew the driving force behind said actions. That did not mean he agreed with everything people did. There were of course certain things like everyone else he could not condone for obvious reasons. But something as simple as going to a brothel, no matter what the other’s position may be was something that was none of his business and no one else’s.

Meeting the golden eyes of his client Kario listened as the man spoke once more disagreeing with him. He still truly didn’t feel like it was relevant, and it had nothing to do with the fact that it wasn’t relevant to a sexual act in general. Kario truly just couldn’t understand why the older man would want to get to know anything underneath the façade that he showed his clients. Why he would think there was anything worth getting to know. It just made him aware that it was going to be even harder to finally say good-bye and part ways when he did leave the brothel. It wasn’t an appealing thought, so he quickly shoved the idea aside and focused on the feeling of the other’s lips pressed against his shoulder.

That was rather honest. It wasn’t a response he was expecting but it was pleasing to a degree. At least his client could admit that there was something that he missed a lot. What bothered him a little was the other saying that he shouldn’t, and that he should just be satisfied with his power and success. Biting his lip he waited until the other was completely finished speaking before finally chiming in himself, even if he felt like this was again something he really shouldn’t comment about. “But you should… you have that right to feel dissatisfied. Success and power isn’t everything no matter how much people try to make it out to be.” Kario paused for a moment, the look he gave the other stating he wasn’t sure if he should comment anything else at this point. Had he already crossed a line by saying that? Truly, he didn’t know.

After a moment of silence he did finally speak up once more, not caring if it made him sound naïve in any way. This was after all who he was. “Success and power can only get you so much. It gets you money, a nice house and no worries. It doesn’t provide love, support or company. People can be rich and powerful, successful… but miserable. Money after all doesn’t buy happiness, and neither does power. You can still have those things and be dissatisfied, still be missing something.” Turning slightly to face the other man he met the other’s gaze. “You, like everyone else who comes here is missing something, something that your power and success can’t give you. Even if you willingly gave those things up, it doesn’t mean you don’t have a reason to be dissatisfied, or reasons to feel like you are missing something.”

It took everything he had not to blush an even darker shade of red at his client’s words, noticing the sparkle in the other’s eyes as he spoke. It really was an appealing thought after all, and he’d be lying to say he wasn’t excited by the idea. It wasn’t like he had ever really had the chance to explore something like that, he had multiple clients a day sure, but he was always required to clean up (and out) after each one. None of the brothel’s clients after all wanted to pay to have sex with a dirty cum filled prostitute after all. They all had higher standards than that for sure. So to see that the other seemed just as excited about the idea just made his grow. Kario had already been looking forward to seeing the other man again, he always did, but this just made him wish that it would come even sooner than their normal time apart.

As they kissed, he happily leaned against the other when he felt his client press closer to him. Feeling the hand running over his body and muscles only for his body to shudder and gasp into the kiss when the fingers inside of him brushed his prostate. He heard the rather muffled apology that the other gave him without their kiss breaking. Despite the fact that his body was shaking slightly now he didn’t complain, at least it had just brushed it and not have caused anymore pleasure to spark through him or he’d probably be as hard as a rock again. That wouldn’t be a good thing after all. A pleased smile crossed his face when the older man knowingly constricted his muscles beneath his wandering hands.

“Hmm? Maybe for you… but I’m not going to complain about you not wanting to leave.” Kario replied with an honest grin. He really wasn’t going to complain to that, and he absolutely did not see it as a bad sign at all. Their eyes were locked once more as he continued running his hands over the body before him. Kario truly did love the other’s body, but that was not the only thing he loved about the other. This client was the only one to treat him like an actual person in quite some time, and the first to do so since he signed the contract. He had actually gotten to the point where he had started to believe he really was just an object for other to use. So it was nice to think that not everyone saw him that way.

“That’s something I am very much going to enjoy doing.” Kario replied with a smile. He really was going to enjoy admiring the other’s body from whatever angle he wanted. As he washed the other he did just that admiring it from different angles as he moved to clean him up. It didn’t even bother him that the fingers had slipped out of him when he had started, just enjoying being able to look over the other more closely. “You really could be a nice statute though.” Kario commented as he glanced up from his current position, having knelt down to was the other’s lower half being careful once more not to arouse the other while doing so.

Once he had finished and stood back up he listened as he was told it was time for his client to admire his body again. The slow way the older man’s hands moved over his shoulders and chest as he started to clean him up, exploring and admiring his body as he did so was oddly pleasing. More so than he had originally thought it would. The kiss he received he returned without an ounce of hesitation. It was nice to be this close to him, even in a situation like this where he knew nothing more was going to come from it. Those hands moving over his body seemed to know just how to make his body ache without getting truly aroused again.

The kiss only broke when he was instructed to turn around, the blonde now focusing on his back before his hands moved down and his hole was cleaned up. That of course made him groan, his body instantly liking the attention even if it was meant in a way that was just supposed to be to clean him up. Glancing over his shoulder to the older man he gave him another smile before he turned slightly to face the other man better. “I think I enjoy taking a shower with you almost as much as I enjoy having sex with you.” Of course he was completely honest. Though he definitely enjoyed having sex with his client, he really did like taking a shower with him as well. It was a nice way to end their time together, something that was unique between just the two of them. This after all, wasn’t something he did with any of his other clients.

December 19, 2017

The governor nodded in agreement at the younger man voicing his opinion about people judging other people’s lives. “Exactly! Each must live as he sees fit and should be free to do so in case his freedom doesn’t interfere with the freedom of another person. And that’s where the law and the government should come into play. Ideally I think that the government should only be there to grant that everyone’s freedom is respected and that no person takes another person’s rights away. What someone else does in his bedroom shall not be of any business or interest to the state, businesses nor to the public. But what has ever actually been ideal in this world?” he commented and sighed.

Discussing his own life or more precisely that he was lacking something in his life was not as easy to talk about as about freedom. Devon loved talking about all kinds of freedom and in this campaign he had stressed the topic of freedom of speech to a point where everyone but his followers couldn’t hear him say it anymore but freedom of speech was one of if not the most essential of all freedoms and he saw it threatened.

Ashfield would have really liked to swap the subjects from his internal life he had never spoken about with anyone before and now trusted a whore with to freedom of speech a subject he had a routine discussing about and advocating for.

However that would have not only been too obviously avoidant and pitiful, there also was no bridge between the two subjects as they weren’t remotely connected.

And on the other hand, even though he felt a little queasy while speaking about it, it had a freeing component to it after all as he was carrying that dissatisfaction with him for years now without having said a word about it ever.

The blond rich man snorted while his hands were still caressing the younger male. “Apparently it isn’t, even though I have been taught and have believed that it was for the longest part of my life. I had to learn that lesson for the last ten years or so now though.” The governor admitted and he could feel that anger towards his father again for having ingrained that and more into his mind and for making him ashamed of what he felt he needed in his life.

As Kario spoke again his eyes widened in surprise as Devon hadn’t expected the other to response in such a sincere way and he actually felt that what the other said was true and what was worse it described him to a point even though he wouldn’t go as far to use the term miserable for himself. On the other hand he had been conditioned to believe that a real man only needed success and power and was completely independent and without the urge for human connection and love and that such things were only needed by those who were too weak. That had been his father’s view and when the governor had been older he had thought that it was easy for him to say that because he was not only different in character than Devon but also had a loving wife, wasn’t alone and had never had to sacrifice anything.

And still he felt embarrassed; felt that he shouldn’t desire connection and touch and that doing so was staining his manliness and made him a weakling somehow. His father had successfully ingrained his unrealistic image of men into his sons head. “You’re right.” He started talking again. “There are things my money can’t buy and my influence and power can’t get me even though I could probably buy the moon if I wanted to. And still I am a ....” Ashfield stopped himself from saying “I am a man I shouldn’t care about stuff like that.” Because he figured that the prostitute would just be laughing at him since all of his clients were men, successful and powerful ones on top of that and they all were lonely in one waor the other, the old senator, Harvey Flint and all of those who came here and this alone proved his father and his standards wrong.

An amused chuckled escaped him another time before he licked some water drops off of the other’s skin which had been running down the black haired man’s throat. “I’m glad to hear that you don’t find my unwillingness to leave persistent or pushy. I’d even rather than staying here take you with me and fuck you in every room of my mansion and it has quite many of those.” Devon said, his mouth close to the young man’s ear, so close that his lips nearly touched him but didn’t actually do so.

Even though the younger male was careful to not get the politician hot again it was difficult for the blond to not get aroused again from the attention Kario was paying his body, it didn’t even matter that he was actually just washing him. “If you are statue material and I am as well, what would you think of a statue of us two together, fucking?” he asked in a coquettish way and winked at the black haired when his foreskin was pulled back to clean him decently. The man felt a little spark running through him and it made him want more again but he had to not think about that at this point.

It made him truly happy to hear that the younger male was enjoying their time in the bathroom together and to shower with him. Ashfield enjoyed it himself. He enjoyed the company, the affection between them and washing each other that way was something incredibly intimate to him as well. “So do I and I feel glad that you like to spend this time with me even though we’re not having sex right now.” He responded with a genuine, kind smile as he rose up and stood taller than Kario again. “I think I’ve done a good job. Your hole is so clean that it takes all my discipline to not take you and stain it again.” The governor let the other know and gave the black haired a playful, light slap onto his butt.

When Ashfield attempted to leave the shower he grabbed Kario, lifted him up again and carried him out of it bridal style. Letting the prostitute stand on the ground again he took a towel and wrapped it around the black haired male’s waist pulling him as close as possible towards his own body with it. Gold looked into dark brown and their lower regions were pressed against each other when he kissed the prostitute yet again as if he was addicted to the younger male’s mouth and tongue.

It took a while until Devon actually started to dry the other’s skin and he did that just as slowly and carefully as he had washed him. Having his head on the same height as Kario’s dick he looked at it as if it was some delicious meal and he had to get a hold of himself to not lick and suck it. The man actually controlled himself and when he had dried the legs as well he had finished drying the younger one. And when he looked down on himself he was glad to see that despite his desire he didn’t have a boner again.

Trophies and Medals · December 21, 2017

Listening as his client spoke, Kario was glad that it seemed like they also shared the same view on this. That it really was no one else's business what someone did in their private lives. What caught his attention though was hearing the blonde mention that he thought the government should only be there to make sure that everyone's freedom was respected. Kario didn't reply himself, he didn't have much faith in the government as it was, and didn't really see any reason for him to comment about it. He had already after all mentioned his own view on politics, and though it probably would be for the best if the government really did only act to protect the freedom of the people he knew that would never happen. There was even a part of him that was sure that even the older man knew that.

Noticing how the blonde became quiet it made him wonder if they had stepped into a territory where they maybe shouldn't have gone. Was this to personal for the older man? He wasn't sure how it was, but then again, he wasn't used to any of his clients being quite this secretive in a sense. Especially considering he still didn't know the older man's name. Not like it was really that big of a deal in the end after all. It wasn't like they would ever see each other outside of this building, and he was always found in the same room so it wasn't like it was necessary in the end. When he heard the other snort, his dark eyes moved up to land once more with the golden ones of his client. The caressing hands were only a slight distraction as the older man spoke.

The words weren't really expected, but he supposed that they did kind of make sense. He was also aware of the fact that the other's eyes widened when he had finished speaking. Instantly it made him wonder if he had said something wrong or had crossed the line somehow. Kario was about to apologize or even try to change the subject when the other spoke stunning him again. He had not expected to hear that he was right, only for the other to continue to speak. Listening intently, he noticed how the blonde suddenly stopped in the middle of his sentence. Despite being curious as to what the other had been about to say Kario felt like he shouldn't press it anymore. There was just something telling him that he needed to leave it be.

"You still have the right to feel disappointed, or like something is missing. Even if you had chosen to given it up at one time." Kario said deciding to leave it at that. It was just something that he knew needed to be said even if he had technically said it before. He truly did feel like it was normal for the man to miss companionship, and to miss having someone around that could be more. It was only human to have such feelings, have such needs. So, it didn't really surprise Kario that his client was missing the same thing, even though all of his clients were missing that aspect of their lives. For one reason or another whatever position his clients had caused them to miss out on such relationships. Or at the very least not with anyone who would actually satisfy their desires.

An appreciative sound came from him when he felt the tongue running along his skin, licking up some drops of water that had been making their way along his throat. A small smile crossed his face as he watched the other, "I like spending time with you too much to be bothered by your unwillingness to leave." He commented. Kario truly was pleased to hear that the other had been unwilling to leave, especially considering he really wished he would stay longer. What followed that though, and with the closeness of their bodies and the fact that the words were whispered into his ear made his body ache. Damn did that sound good, and he groaned letting his eyes drift shut for a moment, when he did finally let them open again he met the other's gaze. "I'm sure you already know that I very much like the sound of that." Kario said his voice soft.

There really was no doubt in his mind that his client knew that before even speaking. Especially with how close the older man was to him when saying those words. It made his mind run wild, and what it brought to the front of his mind was very much appealing. Shame that he knew it wouldn't happen, especially considering he could feel how much his body really wanted it to. His eyes were drawn back to the blonde when he had finished admiring the body before him when he heard the other mention them being statue material again. What followed was an interesting thought, and he couldn't really help the fact that his mind went over exactly how said statue would look.

"That's... a really appealing thought..." Kario mused with a small smile. The idea of such a thing really was a pleasing thought, statues in general were interesting to look at. He really could see the older man as a statue, he truly did seem to have the body for one, and the general appearance. "I really enjoy spending time with you, it really doesn't matter if that's having sex or not." Kario admitted with a small shrug. It wasn't very often he felt that way, he truly didn't mind the fact that right now they were just spending time together in the shower. Even if he really did enjoy having sex with his client, in this particular case it wasn't the only aspect about the other he liked.

A small smirk crossed his face at the mention of the other thinking he had done well, only to mention that his hole was so clean it was taking all of the other's discipline not to take him again. That thought was extremely appealing, and once more he found himself struggling to keep his body from getting too excited again. The light playful slap to his butt wasn't helping as he gave his client a heated look, "You're making it really hard for me to keep my body under control." Kario murmured. A surprised sound escaped him when the other went to leave the shower just to grab him.

He wasn't used to anyone picking him up, much less picking him up bridal style, it allowed him to see the other a new light though. Being this close to his client's body once more was highly appealing, and feeling just how strong the other was even made him excited again. All to soon he was set back down, his feet landing on the floor. At this point he figured they were just going to dry off so that his client could get dressed. The towel around his waist and being pulled close to the other wasn't expected but it was pleasing as their lips met in yet another kiss. Resting his hands gently against his client's chest as they kissed, he tried hard to keep his mind off of how close they were pressed together again.

When the kiss broke the older man started to dry his body off, noticing how he knelt before him again. Having the him at such a height made it even harder for Kario to control himself, biting his lip as his body was finished being dried. His body always had a hard time hiding his arousal, and in the end now really was no different, his cock was already slightly hard. It truly wasn't that surprising to him at this point. His body wasn't hard to arouse, and it was in the end it really was to be expected. Kario was truly surprised his body had managed to last this long without getting aroused sooner.

Reaching for the towel this time, Kario flashed a small smile. "Now let me help you dry off. I promise not to get you hard." He said softly. There wasn't much that could be done about his own body so easily showing arousal, but he could at the very least do his best not to arouse the older man as he helped him dry off. As he started to dry his client off he once more admired the body before him as he wiped off each drop of water. "I really do love your body." He added as he finished up. Kario was truly quite careful and now that he was done he stood back up. Leaning up for another kiss, he enjoyed it for the moment. Knowing that it wasn't going to be long now before the other had to leave him and get his day moving along.

Breaking the kiss he gave him another smile, "I suppose we really should get you dressed again, before you really do get to tempted." Kario truly wasn't sure how long they had spent together all ready. But he did know that he definitely did not want to make his client late for his dinner later that day. Especially since they may be other unexpected delays that could have popped up while spending time with him. Though he really wished the older man didn't have to go at all. Kario really wanted to spend more time with him, and he didn't know how long it would be before the older man was able to come back.

That was really what sucked the most about saying good-bye. Whereas he knew how much time normally passed between him and seeing his other clients the same thing couldn't be said for the blonde. Even though Kario understood it was because of his client's schedule, he really wished that he knew how long he would have to wait.

December 23, 2017

His lips curled up in a smile when Kario gave him that little questioning look after Devon had given him his image of the ideal society where the government was only there to keep law and order. Apparently the young man was now thinking of him as a dreamer or an idealist but he actually knew full well that this was not how it worked as he was a part of the government himself and he had to concern himself with much more than just law and order really. And still he tried to reduce the government and make it smaller not bigger while he was in office and his goal was to get to a point where they could get further to the ideal than they were now even if they wouldn’t fully arrive there. His opponent saw something completely different as ideal and wanted to grow the government and give it more power in different aspects one of which was the market and this was the biggest threat to the Ashfield corporation and him and the reason why his father had called Claris a communist in an interview once and had suggested that she should leave the country and move to North Korea. The blond’s old man had never minced matters and seemed to say whatever he wanted without thinking about how it came off to other people. He would have made a terrible politician and it was good that the owner of the corporation had a media spokesman who usually dealt with things like that for him.

It actually made him feel less like a failure when the other repeated that he had the right to miss something and to be dissatisfied regardless of how much power he had and even though he had chosen this path. The black haired sounded sincere about it and he got the notion that he understood it. That even though their worlds were completely different he got what his own father never could understand even though their lives were much more similar.”I guess that’s so.” He said in a thoughtful and reluctant way. “Thank you for saying that.” He added and he meant it because it made him feel accepted in a sense by the younger male just the way he was with his needs and wishes.

When he heard Kario groan and saw the expression he made after Devon had breathed his wish to ravage him everywhere in his mansion into the younger one’s ear it definitely turned him on and his eyes flashed up filled with lust and the blond was heating up again. “I know you do! But I like to hear it from you!” he responded attacking the other’s throat with his lips again. He knew that he probably shouldn’t be doing this but even though he held himself back he couldn’t stop touching him and making body contact completely.

He grinned in his dirty way when the other let him know that he found the idea of such a statue quite appealing. Devon could imagine it in different ways and he saw how the details would look like in front of his eyes and he also came to the conclusion that it would look really good in platinum but the more important question to him was another one. “Which position do you think we would make the greatest figure in?” he wanted to know from the other.

That the black haired liked to spend time with him in other ways than getting it on together meant more to the governor than the other probably thought it did and it made him want to be able to actually do a lot of things with the young man other than sex like he had already mentioned before. He realised that if the circumstances were different they would have probably had a lot to give to each other and would have made decent match. Then again if the circumstances were different they would have most likely never met and even if they had been in the same room they would have just walked past each other.

He smirked coquettishly when Kario confessed that he was having trouble to control his body because of him. “So do you Kario! I’m struggling to tame my body the whole time as I am most definitely hot for you again.” The blond man informed him, his voice a little husky and horny as he spoke.

While Devon was drying the young male’s body he noticed that the other was getting hard again and it made him even hungrier and even though he was trying to not get his own cock hard from the arousing thoughts and images his eye’s looked at the dick in front of him with an obvious desire and he lightly licked his lower lip before he forced himself to get up again and it was his turn to be dried off now.

“I’ll try my best to let you keep this promise.” He chuckled when the other promised to not get him hard even though the chance of that happening wasn’t exactly small. The blond tried to restrain his thought especially when the other kneeled before him and he would have liked to grab the black haired’s head and make him suck his dick. Devon hardly managed it to control himself especially when the other expressed his love for his body another time but he had managed to not get a boner just yet even though he was aroused to a degree.

Diving into that kiss with a heated passion it was as if his tongue wanted to become one with the others but the kiss broke way too soon leaving him with the yearn for more. “I suppose we should.” He just said unwillingly as they went back into the bedroom again where Ashfield dressed himself in his metallic suit before he stood in front of the whore again, apparently ready to leave but he wasn’t just yet.

“There is one thing I have to take care of before I leave you for today.” He let the other know smirking devilishly. “I have made you hard again and I can’t just leave you like this.” The governor explained and let his hands run over the other’s torso, teasing his nipples before he went on his knees again, eyes filled with lust. His hand grabbed the other’s balls and massaged them while he let his lips place a kiss onto the head of the other’s cock and then let his tongue slip underneath the foreskin, letting it circle around the glans. Ashfield took the time to just play and tease with the foreskin and the throbbing veins on the other’s hard cock before he took the whole length into his mouth tasting the precum.

The older man moved his head and made use of his hand as well. It was actually quite convenient that Kario’s dick wasn’t as huge as his own, not only did he like the aesthetics of smaller dicks for some weird reason, it also didn’t make him choke while he was sucking him off enjoying the taste of the other male and feeling the twitching and throbbing inside of his mouth.

It didn’t take him all that long to make the other shoot his load of cum into his mouth and Devon swallowed it down like nothing releasing the young man’s dick out of his mouth. He looked at the other’s cock with his golden eyes when he cleaned it off with his tongue and then stood up again, looking the other into his eyes. “It’s clean again as well.” He said with a wink before he kissed him in really a deep, sensual way while taking care of not making their crotches touch this time because there was quite the bulge in the governor’s trousers now as he had gotten an erection while giving the other head.

As their lips parted again he smiled sincerely and stroked the other’s cheek with his thumb:”See you soon Kario!” he told him, waved and went out of the door, his trousers stretching thanks to the throbbing boner underneath.

The governor was good enough of making a professional appearance so that none of the people working there caught track of the blond male walking out of a brothel with an erection. He also made it to drive the business car safely back to the head quarters of the cooperation. But as soon as he had parked the car he pulled down the zipper and freed his attention craving cock from the trousers. The thick veins stuck out extremely and he teased his own member before he went to stroking it.

Devon was glad that the car had tinted windows and no one could catch the heir to the cooperation masturbating in the business car. It felt a little wrong doing it there himself but he just couldn’t bear it any longer he wanted release.

The governor was keen on getting it over with as fast as possible and he was stroking himself hard and fast while his thoughts went back to the prostitute and he still could taste the others cum in his mouth. Ashfield breathed heavily and he hoped tohat no one would happen to walk too closely to the car and hear his quiet moans when he got closer to orgasm and leaned his head back onto the leather seat. He was lucky enough that no one was out there in the subterranean garage as he bucked up and ejaculated over the Mercedes sign on the steering wheel of the business car that wasn’t his own.

The blond still breathed somewhat heavily when he saw the mess he had made there, seeing his cum running over the sign and when he looked down on himself he saw that it had stained the seat and his trousers too. “Fuck!” he cursed, took a deep breath and tried to clean the mess as good as possible hoping that no one would notice anything since the whole car was smelling as his cum before he went to his own car and drove home.

The dinner at his parents mansion went completely unspectacular. He was wearing his usual black suit with the black tie again and had his hair combed back strictly as usual. Harvey Flint wasn’t in a good mood though and he ranted about some retarded guy who had gotten in his way and had pissed him off in the morning. It took Devon a lot not to burst out into laughter and keep a straight face as he knew exactly what and who the man was talking about but the other man didn’t seem to have a clue that the “retarded guy” was actually Ashfield and the blond’s father thought the man was talking about business.

The other day his luxurious car held in front of the animal shelter where Devon finally wanted to get some company by adopting a new friend. He figured that this place would be better to go to then to look at a breeder as all those animals were already there and needed someone too. When the governor entered the animal shelter the employees stared at him with open mouths and they weren’t sure if that was a joke or what exactly the rich man was doing there especially since there was no media and no cameras with him hence it couldn’t be a PR thing.

He approached a young man with blond hair who was working there and the man blushed and got all nervous when he told him that he wanted to adopt a dog. The man stuttered in his presence and told him that they didn’t have many pure breed dogs and he really didn’t know what to show him and the green eyes of the animal attendant clearly checked him out.

When Devon told him that he wasn’t even looking for a purebred dog, just for a dog that fitted his personality and lifestyle the man smiled at him and nodded and became quite talk active while leading him around introducing the dogs to him.

After a while Ashfield got to know Barney a Golden Retriever Labrador mix who laid his paw onto the bars when the governor came closer. Since Devon liked the dog from the start he and the young man went for a walk with him and the blond decided to adopt Barney.

While signing the paper’s he got to know a young woman the same age the young man was. She had dyed blue dreadlocks and a green knitted hat and she eyed him sceptically and talked to him in a way that was more like an interrogation.

She obviously didn’t like his politics and she was bad at hiding that fact from him.

When the papers were signed Devon asked her how much money she would get from him now and the blue haired woman stared at him as if he was crazy. “This is an animal shelter, you have adopted an animal that needs a home and you don’t need to pay for it.” She explained. “So you’re just giving animals away for free, that’s a really bad strategy lady. I want a dog, you have one, and hence you can demand money for it.” He said and just wrote a check over 15000 bucks because he had no clue what a dog usually cost.

Unbelieving the woman stared at the check and to Devon who had stood from his seat and she quarrelled with saying what she wanted to say before she brought herself to do so. “Governor Ashfield!” she said and the man turned around to her again. “Maybe you’re not so much of an arsehole as I have thought you were. Don’t get me wrong I won’t ever vote for you but…. Thanks for the donation! We need every bit of money for the animals we can get. May I take a photo with you and the dog for our internet site; it might give the animal shelter some publicity and maybe other people would consider adopting an animal instead of buying one too if they see that someone rich like you did.”

Devon agreed to it, took the photo and was about to leave to his car together with his new friend Barney who was walking happily next to him when he overheard the conversation between the young man and the woman. “God, I told you he was hot as fuck. Look at his shoulders and his arse! I would like him to….” The man got cut off by the woman with the colourful hair. “Urgh, you’re disgusting! Besides he is a politician, who cares about his looks, nothing but his politics matter about him and his politics suck. Plus, he is too old for you anyway, you’re twenty and he is forty or something, that’s just gross!” The man rolled his eyes:”Say whatever I’m voting his hot arse into office again.”

That weird conversation amused the blond and he shook his head and chuckled when he got into the car and took his dog with him into his office.

In the following days his office had turned more into a dog training facility as Clarence who was really obsessed about dogs loved Barney and didn’t do much work anymore. Devon even made photos of the dog to show Kario when he would see him again as the young male apparently had liked dogs a lot and had said a Golden Retriever would represent the governor well so he might be interested in this but when he took the photos his father had gotten into the office and found this a splendid PR idea for his campaign and demanded Clarence to make a photo of Devon with the dog and post it on social media instantly because the people loved cute animals.

Over all his week seemed to go pretty well though. He was way ahead in the polls and Claris Miller seemed as good as beaten. It seemed like nothing could go wrong anymore until Friday that was.

The blond woke up really early again and he had planned to finally visit Kario in the brothel again as he really wanted to spend some time with him but when he attempted to shave in the bathroom his phone just didn’t stop ringing and when he took it up his father ordered him into his office right now and no second later and his voice had seemed cold and displeased

Hence Devon put one of his black suits on and went without shaving leaving his face as stubbly as it was.

“What is that urgent that I can’t even shave my face in peace?” he asked his father when he entered the office and only noticed Jeff sitting in his old man’s office at the sidelines. “Sit down and shut up Devon!” his father commanded pointing at the chair opposite to him and his tone of voice had something furious and patronising within it while he was staring down his son with a death glare in his cold blue eyes. The blond man with the golden eyes looked at the old man questioningly and he got a little uncomfortable as he didn’t know what this was all about all of a sudden and he had no explanation for why his father would order him into his office at 4AM in the morning and why the man even was in his office at 4AM in the morning together with Jeff to begin with.

It made a hollow loud sound when Ashfield Senior smashed something onto the desk in front of Devon. “Does the man on those really disgraceful photos in that indecent position look familiar to you?” he asked his voice judging while his eyes pierced right through him. The governor took the photos in his hand and his heart stopped beating and he felt like he couldn’t breathe anymore. His golden eyes stared wide in shock and his hand started to shiver. This couldn’t be! This was not possible! No one could have made photos of him in that room .... But they clearly were there right in front of his eyes; him kissing the naked prostitute goodbye and him leaving the brothel.

Completely unable to speak he averted the eyes from the photos and shoved them away over the desk. He didn’t need to say anything though; his father did that for him. “You are the stupidest, most ungrateful, irresponsible being on this whole planet! I have clearly told you that you should not stick your bloody dick into another man ever again as this could ruin everything I have achieved with you in a heartbeat and still you bad excuse of a son go out of your way and don’t only stick your dirty thing into a man but you go into a brothel and fuck a male whore during your electoral campaign! Just how dumb can a human being be Devon? Tell me!” the man now outright screamed at him.

Even though the fact those photos existed terrified him his father words enraged him and he jumped up from the chair, smashed his hands onto the desk and leaned over to his father yelling back at him. “In case you haven’t noticed I am a bloody man, I have a sex drive and sexual urges and needs. It’s a wonder that I have even made it that long without it and haven’t gone fucking insane yet. I admit that the timing was bad but do you know how stressful this campaign is? Do you have any idea how it is to bottle up all the stress and frustration because you have no way of relieving it because your own father doesn’t care about your mental health and forced you into abstinence? I couldn’t stand it anymore, I needed to fuck and I fuck men because I am gay and you know that I am. What kind of father would demand what you demanded of me anyway? Not a good one obviously!”

His father rose from his seat as well looking at his son with contempt in his eyes. “You insolent brat you would be nothing without me! Nothing! And you weren’t even capable of continuing our family line and giving me a grandson. Even though I have found the perfect woman for you, a supermodel, but you haven’t even been able to do a task that simple and now you have destroyed everything with your incompetent actions and not being able to control your lust and your pathetic neediness any longer. You are weak and you are a disappointment!” the man barked in a freezing tone and the words were piercing themselves into his heart.

Ashfield took away his arms from the table again and stood straight before his father gazing into the old man’s eyes in a determined and assertive way. “Until now I haven’t ruined anything! I will sort that out and everything will be alright. No one has to know. I’ve got blackmailed, I get myself out of this.” He told his old man and now his father slammed his hands onto the table. “No you won’t” he shouted. “You have done enough. You will go home and not leave your house today; Clarence has already cancelled all your appointments because you are sick. And you will stay there doing nothing so that you can’t do any more damage than you already have done while I sort this out. And then I will get you another woman, maybe a more androgynous looking one and you will fulfil your duty as my heir and father a son!” he ordered and Devon swallowed the lump that had built in his throat when he heard Jeff’s voice now who apparently couldn’t stay out of this any longer.

“Mister Ashfield, what about him being gay didn’t you understand? It doesn’t matter what kind of woman you present to him he will not be attracted to her and not getting it up. He only get’s hard for men. He wants some muscular bloke in his bed and no petite girl and he loves sucking dick. Meaning if you can’t find him a guy who can carry his babies there will be no grandson. I hope that helped.” He explained to the older man in his cheeky way. Jeff was the only person Devon knew who wasn’t intimidated by his father for some reason.

His father reacted immediately though and apparently he felt insulted when he protested:” My son might be gay but he does not suck dick! I know he doesn’t!” And now it seemed like his father was protective about him again even though he had spilled dozens of insults over the governor’s head a few minutes before. Jeff looked half surprised half amused and looked from Ashfield Senior to Ashfield Junior. “Have you told him that lie?” the dark haired information technologist asked his ex-boyfriend and Devon shook his head. “No. I have never spoken to him about something like this. He has seen me fucking that secretary back then and had expressed that he was relieved that at least no one fucked me in the arse. I said he didn’t have to worry about that.” He let Jeff know and the fifty years old started to laugh. “Goodness he is one of those who think that you aren’t as gay as me because you are a top. What do you think he does Mister Ashfield? Put a blindfold on and not touch his sex partner and then sticks his dick into their arses imagining women while fucking? You would be surprised to know all the places your son’s hands, tongue and mouth was on his former partners manly bodies, trust me, he sucks dick!”

His father looked completely repulsed and glanced at the both of them with a disgusted face and he somehow felt humiliated in a way as well and Jeff had almost made him speechless too but only almost. Devon however couldn’t really enjoy someone putting his father into his place because his face was red as a tomato and he felt ashamed that someone talked about his sex life like that to his own father and his father was ashamed of him now. “I will be on my way solving your problem now and you will go home as I said.” His father ordered but he didn’t even look at him anymore at all and with this the old man left the office.

“Was that really necessary to tell him where I put my … and that I ….he’s my father for god’s sake Jeff. That was inappropriate at best.” He said running his hand over his unshaved face. Jeff’s dark eyes looked at Devon openly and without a sign of regret. “Yes it was. This man wants to rule your life and aims for dictating your sex life as well without realising what it means that you’re gay. Well, now he knows!” the IT guy shrugged and then smiled atAshfield. “Shouldn’t you leave now? Your daddy said you need to go home after all and you need to always do what daddy says. In the meantime I’ll be looking out for any signs of your little scandal on the internet and I’ll try to shut everything down that hints or mentions it when I find it.” His ex mocked him and Devon sighed looking at Jeff with narrowed eyes. “Fuck you Jeff. I am going home now not because my father has said so but to not see your face any longer.” And with that he went back into that mention internally completely paranoid and insecure because he could already see his career ending at this point and those photos appearing everywhere.

Flanked by his two bodyguards Andrew Ashfield was striding through the floor of the brothel that would lead him to the prostitute he had just bought from the brothel owners after he had spoken to them about the blackmailing and had told them that Jeff had identified one of their own employees as the leak who had somehow taken those pictures of his son and he had threatened them to make sure that they had to close down if this man wouldn’t be immobilised and silenced. The brothel owners didn’t intent to fight the Ashfield cooperation and they showed themselves extremely accommodating to the old man who had created a business empire. The man who had made the exposing photos of his son Devon would not leave the brothel again and since Andrew had made clear that he wanted to buy this whore as well he would be forced to replace Kario.

The grey haired man with the sharp cold eyes was now the one Kario was in contract with and the contract had the same conditions the one of the brothel had, they had just transferred and sold the sex worker from their business to Ashfield Senior’s who looked more than displeased when he entered the prostitute’s room without knocking and stepped in accompanied by Smith and Michalski the bodyguards. His blue eyes behind his glasses looked down onto the naked whore on the bed in a disparaging way and he screwed his nose. Andrew looked like a much older version of his son with the exception of the cold, emotionless eyes and the generally intimidating aura that was surrounding the senior.

Without stepping further towards the young male who was exposed to the three of them he started to speak and it wasn’t quite clear whether he talked to the prostitute, his bodyguards or himself. “Pathetic! After he had the opportunity of living with a supermodel he decides to risk everything to have sex with something like that. This isn’t even a man; no man would degrade himself so far and submit his body for other men to use like a brainless doll.” His frozen eyes wandered over the young man’s body. “What does he find about this man, I can’t understand! He couldn’t even father me a grandson.” The disappointed business owner hissed and Smith apparently interpreted it as if he was talking to them and not to the whore or himself, while the last one was the most likely. “He is a fag! If I was your heir and you would have married me to that hot bitch you would have more than just one grandchild already, believe me. Maybe you want to adopt me!” the brunette joked laughing but Mister Ashfield Senior didn’t find that amusing at all. He turned around to Smith, eyes like daggers when he said:”If you were my heir my grandchildren would all become retarded like you though.” That made Michalski openly laughed at his colleague.

Finally the old man pulled out Kario’s contract with the brothel and his own contract with the brothel that said that Kario now belonged to him. He displayed it to the whore not caring if he could actually read it or not out of that distance what wasn’t actually possible. “You’ve got a new employer and you’re coming with us. Do you have some clothes because I don’t want my eyes to be insulted by your nakedness the whole time, so hurry and get dressed or Smith might as well help you with it!” He barked in a belittling way. The bodyguard looked disgusted.”I’m not touching that cum-dumpster, that’s gross.” He protested and got struck down with the old man’s sharp voice again. “You do as I say or you’ll never find a job again Smith!”

They waited impatiently for the prostitute to get dressed so that they could leave the brothel with him and get into the garage of the establishment where the limousine with the chauffeur was already waiting for them. Michalski pushed Kario inside of the car and the three men followed but no one said a word. It was still dark outside and Andrew was staring out of the window with a stern face while Smith and Michalski constantly stared at the whore. They both knew their bosses son in person, they had known he was not straight but they wouldn’t have thought that he was the type to go into brothels and have sex with male whores even though Smith had called him a fag all those years behind his back he hadn’t thought that he was that kind of fag.

Everywhere in the city one could see Devon Ashfield’s face on lightened posters and screens. He was wearing his black tie, black suit and slick back hair, held his face high and his eyes pointed into the future and behind him their states flag was waving. There were a lot of different posters and advertisements with him and all used his charisma and good looks as well as patriotism and his status and wealth. A left wing journalist that didn’t like the governor had stated that Claris Miller was pointing out statements and social injustices on her posters, where she was reaching out her hand to a homeless man for example, while narcissistic moneybag governor Ashfield looked as if he would jerk off to his own reflection in the mirror.

When they passed the head quarters of the local automobile concern there was a poster of Devon that was as much a part of a campaign as it was advertisement for a luxurious car and the automobile industry didn’t make a secret out of whom they supported. But that was nothing compared to the amount of his face when they drove by theAshfield cooperation’s headquarters. The building was a high, futuristic tower and on top of it there was a giant cube made out of screens and over that the name Ashfield was written in giant letters that were constructed to shine like diamonds in the dark.

And every single screen showed the blond middle aged man in another dynamic campaign commercial. No one could walk through the city without seeing Devon’s and Clarisse’s faces all over the place. Devon’s more than hers as his father’s cooperation and other industries stood behind him and were willing to invest a shit ton of money into the campaign.

It took them a while to arrive at Andrew’s son’s mansion and it took another while until the gate was opened so that the limousine could drive onto the governor’s private property which included quite a huge area. They were driving up the way and the chauffeur parked right in front of the stairs that led to the door of the mansion that was built after ancient Roman examples. Ashfield Senior ordered the whore to follow him while the bodyguards as well as the chauffeur stayed in the car.

After Devon’s father had rung the doorbell it didn’t take long and it was opened. Andrew wasn’t even surprised when his wife opened him the door and not his son. He had contacted Clarence and Clarence must have contacted her.

The woman with the hair that was dyed black on one and white on the other side looked from her husband to Kario and back at her husband. She was wearing a blackVictorian style dress and even her gloves and lipstick were black. Apparently she looked rather Goth today and everything but like a lady in her seventies. “Who is that handsome young fellow?” she asked her husband and smiled at the black haired man next to him. “Your son’s whore!” he said cold and dismissively.

“Speaking of my so called son, where is that fornicator?” the man wanted to know and his wife sighed.

“He is upstairs. Don’t be so hard to him he has a tough time and he didn’t intent for something like this to happen.” She told him and Andrew furrowed his brows. “You’re not his lawyer Devlin, don’t defend his irresponsible idiocy.” He demanded what led to her crossing her arms and clicking her tongue. “I am his mother and I am saying that even though he has made a mistake he is still not an idiot or irresponsible and that you should be less mad at him as this was the first and only time he has slipped up in his entire life. He is a good son!” she insisted and she pulled her husband into the mansion while inviting Kario in politely before she shut the door.

Andrew screwed up his nose at the interior equipment of his son’s home. He always did that, every time and he could never get used to it with all the statues of men and the European art. “Maybe you shouldn’t have allowed him that obsession with those European things. Everyone knows the Europeans are sexually promiscuous perverts and communists. No wonder that the boy has become perverted himself.” He said thinking back at what Jeff had told him about his own son.

Devlin, his wife, rolled her eyes and sighed in annoyance:”Do you ever hear yourself talk Andrew? I guess not, if you did you would know that saying dumb things without thinking them through like that doesn’t make you look good. Our son is not a pervert and you will never call him that again!”

Devon was walking up and down in his room and he must have looked like a manic who on top of that had drunken too much caffeine. He had carried all the TV screens he had in the mansion into his favourite bedroom and had all local and one national news channel on display looking for any hint of himself in the news. His laptop stood on his bed and he just couldn’t sit still for a mere second. The man was still wearing the black tie with the white shirt but the jacket had been thrown onto one of the statues and he wore no shoes anymore and it looked a little funny combined with the trousers since he was wearing white tennis socks.

Ashfield had even made the dog nervous by running in circles in his room like that and he had started barking until the blond had told Clarence to take him for a walk. Clarence had suggested that Devon should accompany him or that he needed to stay and not leave him alone there and the governor had yelled at the old man because Clarence was annoying him. He had apologised right away because Clarence was the last one who deserved being yelled at but his assistant had gotten that there was no helping it and had taken Barney for a walk alone.

Too caught up into staring at all the screens and walking around he didn’t hear his father walking up the stairs and when he turned around he was startled for a moment when he saw the old man standing in his bedroom door together with Kario. His eyes widened in surprise and he blinked his eyes and looked again but apparently this was not a hallucination

A little self conscious he looked around in his room where his jacket hung on one of the statues that stood to the right of his bed and he also realised that he still had not killed the spider that lived behind the huge picture of the Roman senate above his bed and then there were all the TV’s that made him look like he was a crazy person.

“Kario?” he finally said but it was his father who answered. “You said you had a sex drive and needed sex, alright, here you have your whore! I have not only silenced the one who blackmailed us forever, I have also bought you your bloody male whore so that you gay idiot won’t have to go to any such places anymore and risk your position. Officially he is your new butler though.” He explained and threw the contracts to his son’s feet. Devon didn’t make an attempt to take it up, he was just staring at his father disbelieving. “Never say I would not be a good father ever again you imbecile. I am a much better father than you ungrateful failure of a brat ever deserved!” the man growled and the governor wanted to get back to that when he heard “governor Ashfield” said on one of the news channels.

He turned around to the screen and his expression fell out of his face and his pale skin got even whiter and he looked like a ghost when he sank onto the bed and sat there staring at the picture of him kissing naked Kario whose face and dick had gotten censored so that the people couldn’t recognise him and no one could see something inappropriate on the news. The governor couldn’t even grasp what the moderator was saying as he just saw his world and everything he had built crumble now. The man could hear the door bell ringing because someone was hammering onto it like a lunatic but he didn’t even care to know who that was.

The man who had been ringing the doorbell like that turned out to be Jeff. The black haired man who got followed by Devon’s worried mother stormed into the room. “Bad news!” he said, “Bad news!” and when he saw Ashfield Junior defeated on his bed and Ashfield Senior looking as if he wanted to strangle his son he knew that they had realised and a look at the TV confirmed that. He decided to explain anyway. “The blackmailer wasn’t the wire-puller behind this; he was just trying to get something out of this for himself. Claris Miller had put a private detective onto you and he had sent the photos and the story to all the news channels and newspapers. They know since yesterday and it’s already everywhere.” The IT guy explained and handed Devon a newspaper with his face on the front page. His golden eyes overflew the page and it was enough already. The blond felt anger rising in him and he screw up the newspaper and threw it onto the wall.

Jeff sat down next to the governor and looked up to the TV screen where they had organised a debate and the guests were sitting in front of a screen that showed the photo where they kissed and also some of Devon’s campaign posters that had been manipulated so that they didn’t show the state flag anymore but a rainbow flag and on one they had made his suit pink and Ashfield hated rainbows and pink, he would never wear that colour. They heard the moderator introducing the guests. One was a drag-queen who considered himself an LGBT activist, the other was a religious traditionalist mother and spokesperson of the group “Concerned citizens against the moral decay of the nation” and the last one was his ex-wife Mei.

When he saw Mei sitting there his head dropped, all of them would circled above that like a greedy vulture and they would paint him like a monster. No one of those people would say a nice thing about him that was for sure.

“Let’s start off with Linda Novac, Misses Novac you have voted for governor Ashfield in the last election and you feel betrayed why is.....!” the moderator got cut off by the outraged mother who apparently would have liked to lynch the governor now.”This immoral sodomite has maliciously betrayed us into believing he was a normal upright man when he is an immoral and unethical person and participates in despicable acts. Degenerates like him are the decay of our society and they should never sit in such positions. This man has obviously planned to spread this degeneracy in our state and he wants to corrupt our children’s minds and he used every means to achieve that. Even that such pictures are shown on the news is criminal and manipulating our children into thinking that this was normal but it is not, it is an illness that will ruin the nation, a disaster! This abomination should resign from his office immediately!” she shouted into the camera and Devon was surprised at how emotional she was getting on TV while spitting out her radical views.

“It’s a disaster indeed, but not that he is gay but that he had to hide it because of the likes of you. Governor Ashfield and men in his position should be able to be openly gay without it threatening their careers or keeping them from even getting into such positions in the first place. You voted for him because of his views and not because of his sexuality but now all of the sudden the same ideas are schemes to corrupt youth? Excuse me but this is ridiculous Ma’am. All that this witch-hunt and the judgement causes is a lot of pain, not only to the gay men who need to live a lie but also those who get involved in it and get lied to.” Mei Parker his ex-wife who was now married to his rival said and it surprised Devon.

Linda Novac snorted:”You have been married to that degenerate, you’re being hand in glove with this man and knew all the time. You can’t try to tell me that you didn’t realise your ex-husband was perverted and anormal. Beside that you advocate for promiscuity and sodomy. I have seen that outrageous beer advertisement where you do immoral things with another woman. You’re probably the same as him.” Mei sighed and just looked at the angry woman. “I am a model and actress and I got paid for playing in this beer advertisement that is directed at straight men and I am certain that your husband found it appealing and that it worked well. I kissed this woman because this was part of the story in this advertisement, acting however does not represent the reality, in which I am happily married to a man for quite some years now not that it would matter. It’s true that I have been married to the governor before and I did not know he was gay or I wouldn’t have married him. I also never guessed that he could be even though I have to say that everything makes sense now in retrospective and all of that would have never happened if he could have been openly gay and be successful in politics at the same time and that’s the point I made. If you’re trying to say however that I am on his political side you’re wrong, I am not in a conservative party I am from the opposition.” She replied calmly.

Jeff smirked. “Your ex-wife is doing great! I thought she hated your guts though.” He commented and Devon didn’t look at him but continued looking at the TV when he said:”She does hate my guts. I am surprised about this myself.”

The dark haired IT guy stood up from the bed again and laid his hand onto the blond’s shoulder. “I have to leave to continue work again. If anything is up, just call me.” He offered and gave Devon a kiss onto his forehead before he left the bedroom and then the mansion.

Ashfield was still looking at the TV where the drag-queen was arguing that he found it splendid that someone had forcefully outed the governor like that because more people in powerful positions needed to be open about it and then he went on a rant how Devon was a traitor to the community, how he had never done activism for queer people and then called him a gay homophobe. Mei stepped in there as well and told the drag-queen that queer people weren’t a hive mind and that being gay was not a political standpoint but that gay people could be found all over the political spectrum and that calling a gay man a homophobe because he had not the same political leaning was just ridiculous. She also explained that she had never heard Ashfield saying anything homophobic and that he had also openly attended the wedding of his friend to another man.

For some reason the governor got friendly feelings for his ex-wife while he listened to her talking and for a while the discussion was going okay until the moderator lost control and all of them were just talking over each other and got loud and insults were thrown around.

The blond risked a sight to his father whose face showed pure disappointment and rage and he coldly looked down onto his son before he turned around without a word as if Devon didn’t exist for him anymore.

It felt like someone was clenching his internal organs and he felt sick from how much that hurt him. He had feared that look and that moment from his father since he had been eight and had overheard that conversation and now there it was it had happened. But regardless of how much it hurt him now that it had happened he didn’t have to fear this anymore and thus he got freed from that baggage at least. Ashfield stood up and glared angrily at his father’s back. “Go ahead, ignore me, disinherit me and deny me but do you know what you can’t old man? You can’t replace me anymore! You are too old to father another son, too old for producing another heir, you have only me now! I am your only son like it or not and if you disinherit me, your empire will fall into the hands of someone who is not of your own blood!” he shouted after him but his father ignored him and just left.

The governor’s mother sighed deeply and clicked her tongue again. “No one is going to be inherited here honey. Let’s all calm down, it’s going to be alright, you’ll see. I should make you boys some delicious soup. I haven’t told you yet but I am attending a cooking course and I can make a nice soup now. Can you believe it?” she said and actually he couldn’t. His mother had never once cooked for him before. His mother then turned to Kario. “You’re such a handsome young man, do you model. I know a designer who is searching someone just like you to present his collection. My son really seems to have good taste; he obviously has this from me.” She winked and then left the room to head downstairs for the kitchen that Devon had never used.

The golden eyes looked into the dark ones of Kario for a while and he didn’t really know what to say about that mess.

Ashfield took up the contract from the ground and ripped it into pieces and then gave the pieces to the young man.

“I am sorry that I have dragged you into this chaos, I shouldn’t have gone to a brothel and now you’re on the news as well even though you aren’t a public figure and shouldn’t have to deal with this. I am glad that they censored your face but I can’t promise you that the uncensored version will never appear somewhere.” He apologised. “I have destroyed the contract; you aren’t bound to me or the brothel any longer. I don’t want to own you; well I do but obviously not like this, not through a business contract. You are free to stay or leave however you want to decide and whether you would want to be associated to a man whose name get’s dragged through the dirt all over the media.” The blond explained and then started laughing.

“I haven’t even really introduced myself yet have I? I am Devon Ashfield, your governor and heir to the Ashfield cooperation. Or at least I was both of that until now. I won’t be voted into office again I think and I don’t know what my father intends to do.” The man let the other know in a self-ironic tone.

Trophies and Medals · December 24, 2017

"Hmm... I'm not really sure. But I mean... as long as it shows off your nice body I am sure any position would look amazing." Kario mused. He hadn't been expected to be asked that type of question. But he had answered truthfully. Kario truly didn't know what position they would look best in as far as a statue would go. All he knew was that he was sure a statue of the two of them as a statue in such a state was quite appealing. All in all, Kario was sure any position would do for such a statue, there really didn't seem to be any way to make his client look bad, at least not in his opinion.

Following the blonde back into the main room he watched the other dress. Even though the suit wasn't the most appealing it still did not look bad on the other's body. Looking up into the golden eyes he listened as the other spoke once more. "What do you...?" He started to ask only to notice the smirk that had crossed his client's face. He didn't need what was said next having already figured that his own erection was behind the man apparently needing to take care of something before he left him. The teasing way his hands ran over his chest and teased his nipples made a soft moan part his lips. Kario definitely enjoyed it when the blonde touched his body and teased his nipples. Eyes were hungrily locked on the older man who knelt before him.

As his cock was finally sucked fully into the other's mouth Kario let out a deep moan allowing his eyes to drift shut for a moment. It was only a second later that he opened them again, knowing he wouldn't be able to last very long. Sure enough, it didn't take the other long to bring him to his climax, legs feeling a tad weak as he stood there panting. It had still felt great, though a sharp jolt of pleasure shot through him when the blonde had licked his cock effectively cleaning it once more. A small smile crossed his face at the words and wink he received. Instantly returning the kiss he was given. He truly was disappointed that his client had to go, but he knew it was necessary. After the kiss was broken he watched the other leave with a soft sigh.

As much as he enjoyed his time with his client, he had to admit there was a sort of depression that seemed to settle when the older man left. Kario knew it was ridiculous to grow so attached to his client, he had told himself so repeatedly, but it was hard to deny his feelings. He had never had such strong feelings for anyone before, and he figured that was part of the reason why he had a hard time denying them. Turning back to the bed, he sighed softly, and of course like always it wasn't long before another client entered his room. He wasn't really into it though, his body reacted upon instinct, getting aroused and releasing after receiving enough stimulation, soft noises coming from him.

It was all things that his body did without needing to truly be present mentally to do so. None of his clients seemed to care, as long as they got off they normally never did. That day ended with the blonde man still on Kario's mind as he laid in the now dark room. Blanket pulled over his body, rolled up on his side and staring blankly at the wall across from him. Going over their conversation that day and how much he really had gotten to know about the other man. Though it still wasn't enough to tell him who exactly his client was, it was enough to let him know more about the man in other ways. Kario had no idea how long he laid there in the dark before he finally fell asleep, but it had felt like hours.

The next morning his day returned to normal, his same usual client in the morning was of course the first one again. Something he already knew since he knew the client he really wanted would not be available again so soon. He never was. Not like Kario was upset about that, he just wished he was able to see the man more often. It was later in that day, he was on his hands and knees on the bed, his current client's cock slammed into him again and a pained groan parted his lips. For a reason he couldn't quite explain it seemed as if all of his clients were rougher today than normal. His hands clenched the sheets beneath him, an ache having settled in his body. It was an ache he hadn't felt it quite a while, not since he had started at the brothel years earlier.

There was still a few hours before the brothel closed, and already he felt like he had taken more clients than he normally did in a day. But he just accepted it, even as his body ached and his mind seemed to go blank. By the time the brothel did close he couldn't be happier, stretching out on the bed and allowing himself to relax again, his eyes drifted shut. The blonde man he had grown attached to had been on his mind early that morning, but it hadn't been long after noon before nothing seemed to really be on his mind. His body just seemed to go on autopilot. He fell asleep easily that night, and the rest of the week seemed to pass in the same haze it normally did, one day just seemed to melt into the other and he truly started to feel like there was no break even though he knew he had at least six hours to sleep once it closed before it opened again. Sometimes he wasn't even sure he was asleep for two when the brothel's doors would open again and he would be face to face with a client.

Having showered after eating breakfast and making sure his body was clean and ready for his client he had settled himself in the middle of his bed once more getting comfortable. When his door opened there was no knock, and though not all of his clients did so most of them did. His eyes moved to the door and landed on a man he had never seen before, when two other men followed him into the room he suddenly felt anxious. Shifting uncomfortably on the bed, his eyes were nervously watching the three men. The one who had entered first and obviously the older of the three men looked strangely familiar even though he knew he had never seen him before. When the man did speak there was an instant sense of shame that hit him as he looked away, pulling the blanket to better hide his lower half as he looked away from the men.

Kario wasn't sure why such words brought an ache to his chest, it wasn't like he didn't know there were people who probably thought of him in such a manner. But... he wasn't used to be referred to as "something" instead of the male that he was. If it hadn't been clear upon their entrance that they were not here as clients, it was certainly clear now as he the three men still stood by the door. Kario still wasn't completely sure who the man was talking about, at least not until he heard that the man had not even fathered him a grandson. Suddenly the likeness of the older man clicked with him, which only made the other's words hurt more. How could someone who was related to the client who treated him with the most respect see him in such a manner. Did everyone see him like that?

Assuming it was probably a very accurate assumption he kept his gaze averted. At least until he noticed the man pulling out some papers and clearly displayed them to him. His dark eyes moved back towards the man and the cold gaze he was fixed with listening as he spoke. Kario wasn't sure how he felt about hearing that the other had apparently bought him out of his contract and by doing so in a sense gaining ownership of him. He felt himself once more being knocked down by being told that the man wanted him to get dressed so his eyes apparently wouldn't be insulted by him being naked the whole time. Was he that bad looking? Though he knew not every man was into other guys he hadn't thought his appearance was to the point (naked or otherwise) that he would be insulting to someone's eyes. Feeling even more ashamed, especially at the man (Smith apparently) referred to him in such a manner, he hastily moved to get dressed in what outfit was in the room.

Pulling on the pair of boxers and pants, he then pulled on the plain t-shirt. It wasn't like they offered many clothes after all. There was no need for them to be dressed, so it felt strange to be pulling on clothes after so long. It made him wonder how long exactly it had been since he had been fully dressed like this. Kario tried to make it quick as he put on socks and shoes considering the fact that he knew the three men were waiting quite impatiently for him to do so. Once he was dressed he stood uncomfortably before the men, his eyes downcast considering he already clearly knew what they thought of him. Following after them as he was lead from the room, his eyes took in the hall. How long had it been since he had last seen these halls? It had been quite some time, and he found that he had been more sheltered than he had originally thought living within the brothel for so long.

When they entered the garage he was lead to a limousine, but he wasn't expecting to be pushed inside only for the three men to follow. Feeling uneasy he tried to keep a distance between him and any of the three men. Even if they quite clearly didn't like him, the fact that two of them kept their eyes on him as the car left the businesses garage was not comforting. In an attempt to try to ignore the fact that these men were watching him and the rather suffocating aura that seemed to be coming from the oldest of them, and the man he presumed to be his favorite client's father he turned his own gaze to the window and the view outside. What he saw there stunned him, eyes falling over more posters than he could count, all with the face of the man he had felt himself so drawn to. It was... an eye-opening experience, and he felt like this was something that the blonde had kept from him for a reason. Had mentioning his own views about politics made it so his client had felt like he couldn't share such information with him? Or was there more to it?

He didn't know, but Kario had to admit there was a fear settled within him. He didn't understand what was going on, what had the older man meant saying that he had a new employer? As the care moved along Kario's gaze fell to his lap, keeping his hands clenched together there as he tried to figure out what was going on. When the car did finally come to a stop in front of a huge mansion he watched the man get out of the vehicle before ordering him to follow, instantly he did so. Feeling like this was not a man he wanted to argue with, and knowing it was better than being left behind with the other two men. Following him up to the large doors he felt his eyes trying to take in the building and the way it was constructed. It looked... amazing.

Standing behind the older man as they stood at the door waiting for it to open, it wasn't long before it did swing open. The woman standing there made him take a quick double take, though a soft blush did sprout up on his cheeks when he was referred to as a handsome young man. Well, at least there was a friendly face around here after all considering how the man had made him feel a compliment like that was one he was going to grasp ahold of as if it was a life line. The man's answer only knocked him back down again as he adverted his gaze once more, the tone it had even been said it made him wish he was back at the brothel. That was something he never thought he'd say upon leaving but right now... it truly felt like the better option.

Watching as the man was pulled into the large mansion he hesitantly followed after slipping in when he had been rather politely invited to come in. He still kept his distance, not really sure why he had been brought here, but something the woman said next grabbed his attention. Mother? Kario suddenly understood where his client's kind personality came from. This woman who didn't truly look old enough to be his client's mother was quite clearly kind, and at least didn't refer to him as a whore and degrade him in any way. He could see a lot of how his client treated him in the small amount of interaction they have had already. The protectiveness the other had for her son was something he could truly admire, especially as she stuck up for her currently not present child. As the two spoke Kario used it as a chance to take in the interior, the way the building was built and decorated.

Suddenly, he realized just how much the blonde man truly did like such civilizations, it quite clearly showed in the way the building was constructed. His attention was drawn back to the pair when he was once more ordered to follow the man. Doing so he managed to keep pace as they went upstairs, following him down halls until they reached a room. The man had entered without knocking once more, and it made Kario wonder if he did ever knock. The person revealed inside the room though made his heart skip a beat, the very person he had been wanting to see since leaving the brothel days earlier. His dark eyes met golden and he noticed the surprised look that crossed the other's face. Also noticing how he seemed to rather self-consciously look around the room. It made Kario do so himself taking it in, from all of the TV screens throughout the room, to the jacket that had been hung on a statue near the bed, to how the man was dressed.

It wasn't anything he was going to judge the man for, but hearing his name being spoken he turned his full attention back to the blonde. Kario didn't even have an opportunity to try to speak when the man he had followed up to the room spoke instead. Again, he felt his face flush with a sense of shame at being called a whore once more. Even if he knew that was technically what he was, this man had already said enough to make him feel worthless in the short amount of time he had been in his presence. He did not need him to continue to point out what he was. Kario wondered how many times he was going to be called a whore in the same breath, but it appeared as if it was just twice. His eyes moved to the contracts that had been thrown at the blonde's feet, knowing they were his.

There was a part of him that wasn't sure how he felt about being sold and bought like an object. As if he was just property that could be sold and bought over and over again. It was not a pleasing thought, it was painful to be honest. Knowing that was probably all people thought of him as at this point. There was something said on one of the TV's that caught the blonde's attention, hesitantly Kario raised his gaze from where it had fallen allowing his eyes to land on the screen as well. The picture shown there stunned him, and he felt his heart stop for a moment. Where the hell? He had no idea how anyone could have gotten such a picture, even if his own face was blurred out it was... such an invasive picture.

It once more came to how he just didn't understand how people could do something like this. Invade another's privacy and make it so public. It was terrible, but it wasn't the fact that he was being shown in those pictures and now made public that hurt so much, it was knowing it was his client that was being targeted by them being released that hurt. The blond had done nothing but be nice to him, had treated him like an actual person and not an object, so he truly felt hurt that someone would want to hurt the other like this. But he tried to ignore it. His attention was drawn to another man who entered the room, his eyes looking him over noticing the blonde's mother was right behind him looking worried. Listening as the other spoke he watched as the man settled himself on the bed next to the blonde who quite clearly looked utterly defeated.

Seeing the other like that hurt a well, but he remained where he was standing. Even as they all listened to what was being said. It was a nightmare for sure, but the woman who seemed to stand up for the blonde was something even Kario who knew nothing about any of the people in the room, much less those on the news was surprised about. Hearing the woman was the other's ex-wife wasn't entirely pleasing to hear. But it wasn't like he had not known that the man had been married he had been honest about that. When the news had ended, or at least ceased on the topic for now he watched as the man who had entered spoke up saying he had to go back to work. Even though Kario was aware of the kiss he had pressed to the blonde's forehead he oddly... wasn't bothered by the move himself. Why should he be? It wasn't like they were a thing, he was just his "whore" as his father liked to refer to him as.

When the man left it was brought down to a confrontation between the two men remaining. Or more of the blonde making something plain and clear to his father. The older man said nothing as he left the room, leaving him, the blonde and the man's mother behind. His gaze slowly moved to the woman when she spoke, it was so loving how she said it and tried to make her son feel better. When she turned back to him he felt himself blush again, this time at least it wasn't with shame but mild embarrassment. He didn't even have a chance to respond before she had winked and left the room, he watched her go before the door was shut behind her. It was the feeling of eyes on him that drew his gaze back to the blond noticing that he was just watching him silently. Was he supposed to say something? If so, Kario had no idea what to say.

It had felt like hours but what could only have been a few minutes when he did finally move. Kario watched as he picked up the contracts that had been thrown at his feet earlier just to rip them up and walk towards him. Hesitantly he took the torn pieces as they were handed to him, listening as the man apologized to him. His dark eyes moved from the torn pieces of paper in his hands to the golden eyes of the man he had fallen quite hard for. What stunned him more than the fact that the contract that had been binding him here had been torn up, was being told he was free to stay or leave however he decided. Did the older man seriously think he was going to pass up the opportunity to be with him just because of a picture or the fact that people were going to drag the older man's name through the mud? Hell, this seemed almost dream like... could he really be with the man he had fallen for? Or would he wake up from this and be back at the brothel?

When the other laughed he was drawn from his thoughts, but finally something more important happened. The other finally introduced himself to him, and Kario was stunned. It explained the man's interest in politics for sure but.... his governor? That was completely unexpected. For a moment he was silent before he glanced around, finding a place to put the torn pieces of paper before he returned to where the older man stood. Without really thinking he leaned up and pressed their lips together letting his eyes drift shut for a moment. "You worry way too much." He murmured when he did break the kiss and gave Devon a rather large smile.

"I honestly... couldn't be happier to be freed from my contract with the brothel even if it wasn't quite in the way I had expected to be released from them. As for an uncensored version of that picture... I've had countless people see me naked, I really don't care how many more see it. I'm not uncomfortable with my body." He said allowing himself to pause for a moment as he kept his gaze locked with the golden eyes he found so attractive. His own dark eyes were gentle as he watched the other, but there was still one more thing he wanted to address.

"Whether or not I am under contract... I could never pass up a chance to be close to you. I want to be close to you. I don't care what other people think or say about you, I don't care that you happen to be the governor even with my own feelings towards politics. I like you... er... love you. I can ignore what others have to say about you, and I can accept that you really love your job, or at least... you like your job." Kario felt like this was important to say. Like he needed to express this to Devon, get it out there in the open. Kario could accept him for who he was, accept all of the baggage that came with it, he really just wanted to be with him.

"I just... really want to be with you... even if it's just as a friend... or a worker. I mean... I could probably make a good butler even not under contract." The last part was definitely him teasing the governor. Kario had no idea what being a butler even entailed, but hell, if it meant he could stay here and be close to the man he so deeply desired he'd give anything a try.

December 25, 2017

The silence remaining after he had ripped the contract into pieces he had then given to the other and after had introduced himself made him somewhat nervous. His golden eyes examined Kario closely while his mind was running wild due to his over thinking nature. What did the other think about him now? Couldn’t he stand him anymore because he was one of those politicians the other had a negative opinion about? And what had his father said? Had his old man treated the other badly and now he thought that Devon would probably turn out like him after all? Or did his father just bad talk his son in the young man’s presence and now the former prostitute thought he was some kind of freak show or repulsive due to that defamation? Maybe it had been the media thing after all though? The other could be mad that he had gotten dragged into this or find it really unattractive and unappealing that Ashfield was under attack and seemed in an unfortunate unsexy position being unpopular and bashed and called all types of things all over the media?

He looked at the other putting the shreds of paper aside and the nagging circle of uncomfortable thoughts got broken by the black haired man pressing his lips onto Devon’s. The governor hadn’t expected him doing that at all as he had been not sure if he still found him appealing or attractive after all of that and wanted to be physical with him if he wasn’t bound to him anymore. The positively surprised expression on his face didn’t last long though when his golden eyes went shut and he wrapped his arms around the other strongly pressing the young male’s body onto his own, deepening the kiss and inhaling the familiar scent of the other’s body while his hands curled into the fabric of the young male’s clothing.

And then he realised that this was actually the first time Ashfield had seen the black haired man dressed in clothes.

The kiss had something soothing, it was as if bandages were wrapped around his wounds and he felt less restless and doomed for some reason. And then there was his desire and the fact that he had missed the other and had wanted to see him again and touch and kiss him again and now he finally could.

After the kiss had been broken and the other man did speak for the first time until he had entered the room the blond male looked at the shorter one with a questioning face because the other told him that he worried too much. Devon didn’t know what the black haired exactly was referring to but he didn’t think that he worried too much here. “I don’t think I do. I will lose dozens of votes from the religious traditionalist and archconservative fraction, they will never vote for me again and they have quite some numbers here especially in the rural areas. And when I lose the election my father might as well disinherit me because I have failed and not pleased him. I don’t know how much you have seen of him but he is ... well... not the most understanding man and definitely not a welfare association.” He explained why he deemed his worries completely justified and not too much at all.

Devon smiled half happily half amused when he heard the other was glad to be freed from the contract but hadn’t seen it coming in such a way. “Trust me I didn’t expect it to go this way as well. And it bothers me that my father has bought you as if you were some object and called you my whore, I apologise on his behalf.” The blond man said with a slightly abashed look in his golden eyes as he hated the thought that Kario has been treated that badly again and this time by his own family and it made him even more angry at his old man than he always was.

It made sense that the other wouldn’t have a problem with being seen naked but Ashfield still found this situation different than the young man being naked in the brothel. “And you certainly don’t have any reason to be uncomfortable with your body. You’re body is stunning and you sure know how attracted I am to you.” He said letting one of his hands run over the clothed body of the black haired man. “But still don’t you think this different? Being exposed to the public of the nation like this?” he asked. Devon couldn’t help but think that if it were him who had been naked on that photo he would not only feel exposed but humiliated and degraded and he would die of shame even though he was pleased with the way his body looked. It would make him lose his dignity and no one would take him serious anymore if they saw his naked arse on the TV screen. Then again the blond man was a politician and he had never worked as a sex worker so maybe what this meant to them and how much of an impact that could have on their lives was not comparable in the slightest. Regardless of knowing that it made him angry that they displayed the other man like that in public though even if they had censored the face and his manhood. “I don’t like that all those voyeuristic vultures on their high horses gape at you like that though. I want to be the only one who is allowed to see you this way from now on.” He admitted and his left hand grabbed the other’s arse strongly.

His heart skipped a beat only to hammer against his chest like crazy again when he heard what the other said to him. Not only did he seem to not care that Devon’s price was declining what was rare as the other knew, he also confessed his love to a man who was getting defamed all over the place. That made an impression on him as most people he knew liked to surround themselves with those who shone and who were rising and they ran away when the person was falling down or something bad or compromising was happening to them. They didn’t want to be associated with someone like that anymore then to not risk getting their own name stained.

This had been clearly to see when their cooperation had been dragged into the dirt through the scandal with their ancestors. Many people and some businesses had found it too risky to treat with them or to be in any way connected to them anymore.

The blond’s golden eyes shone and there seemed to be happiness within him despite the situation. “You truly are different.” He said with a soft laugh. “And that’s the reason I have fallen in love with you.” The other man confessed and if his father had heard that he would probably have slapped his son another time because he was saying he loved a prostitute. He could almost feel the stares of the cold blue eyes and how his old man would despise him and look down on him for having such feelings towards the younger male but at this point he didn’t even care what the old bastard would do, he probably would be disinherited anyway and he had already quite openly shown that he was a disappointment anyway.

Devon pulled the other closer into a greedy and claiming kiss and let his tongue roll around the younger male’s and he didn’t want to part lips again and cursed that he would have to at one point because he needed oxygen to breathe. It was surprising but regardless off his position and career being on the line he could feel how his body set fire again and how desire was overcoming him once more in the other’s presence. Having Kario and being with him assured him that even if he lost the election, even if his name would get dragged through the dirt for months to come and he would be insulted that it would not destroy his existence and his life, that there was something more in his life after all somehow.

When he had to take some breath and their lips unlocked his golden eyes looked into those of the black haired male before him. “Are you sure you’re alright with this? I am certain that you would like to start a career yourself and want to walk right into your new life and maybe being with the whoremonger of a gay governor wouldn’t be too helpful. I can’t tell how bad this is going to get just now or what dynamics it will unfold but I know what had happened in the last scandal about my family’s ancestry that affected our cooperation. It went on like this for months and we had a lot of protesting going on in front of our headquarters were people shouted rather ‘impolite’ things towards us and they even threw stuff at those working at the headquarters. It was already incredibly ugly even though our ancestors were quite dead for the last two hundred years or so while I am pretty much alive. So there might as well be people standing with ‘Fags burn in hell’ signs in front of my mansion protesting and if you stay with me you’ll be under attack too.” He explained as he wanted to be sure that the young man was aware of what he would be getting himself into if he became a part of Devon’s life.

There was a soft appreciative look in his eyes and a cocky grin on his lips at the same time.

“I don’t need a butler; I have enough home staff and other people working for me. I could actually need a friend as I don’t really have many aside from an old high-school friend I see two times a year and well, Jeff, the man that rang the door bell like some lunatic. But since Jeff and I have been in love once and I have left him for politics our friendship is weird and it doesn’t help that his husband still hates me for ruining their wedding celebration.” He explained. “But I don’t want to only be your friend anyway. I have other feelings for you too and I obviously want more than just friendship from you, I desire you too much to be your friend anyway and my dick couldn’t accept being just friends. “the governor informed him and his grin got a little dirty when he let one of his hands run through the other’s pitch-black hair and then over his cheek where it lifted his face up before he kissed him hungrily another time.

His other hand was shoving itself under Kario’s shirt and he could feel the other’s warm and smooth skin, his muscles and then he found the man’s nipples to play with. While he was clearly getting in the mood he nearly got a heart attack when the door was smashed open, he heard Barney bark and Clarence ran into the bedroom with a facial expression as if world war three had just started or the apocalypse was in progress. The old man in his Basset Hound sweat vest didn’t even realise the two men being intimate, he was out of breath but was running straight to the windows pulling the curtains close while shouting:”Journalists! Journalists in front of the gate, everywhere!” between his loud gasps for air. “They were there with their microphones, they wanted to get me so I ran, I ran as fast as possible... I ...” he surely had a hard time catching his breath but then he saw the men being that close to each other and he would have blushed if his round face hadn’t been all red from the lack of air already. “I am terribly sorry ! I didn’t know you had .... I didn’t mean to .... I’ll leave....” he stuttered his apologies and wanted to head back downstairs but Devon stopped him.

“Clarence calm down, the journalist will never get in here if I won’t let them!” he said and pointed to the bed. “Sit! I really don’t want you to pass out or get a heart attack!” the governor let him know because Clarence was over seventy and overweight and that he actually had run all that way without making a halt was impressive enough and only caused by how much he feared to have to speak to and hated journalists. “Thank you!” the old man gasped and sank onto the bed where Ashfield gave him a glass of water from the bottle that always stood beside his bed. While Clarence was fighting to breathe Barney the dog was greeting Kario happily and enthusiastically. “Well, I have a dog. I actually wanted to show you pictures of him at my next visit but now that isn’t necessary anymore. This is Barney!” the blond explained to the young man.

When Clarence finally breathed almost normally again and his heart beat had calmed down he realised that he had forgotten to greet the guest and his face flushed red again as he was feeling awkward. “I’m sorry; I didn’t intent to ignore you. I’m Clarence; I am Devon’s assistant and a friend of his father. And who are you?”

While Clarence was talking to Kario Devon turned around to the TV screens and saw Claris Miller being interviewed about the “gay brothel scandal” and he had almost laughed. Not because his situation didn’t suck but because it was obvious that Claris had hoped to find something completely different that someone with her political leaning could have exploited better. Sure, she had made Devon lose a part of his voters but those people would never in a million years vote for her either and she couldn’t really profile herself with this the way she had hoped to. She couldn’t attack him for being gay, if she did she would lose a massive amount of her own voters and she actually had to be careful and walk on eggshells there.

It was comical how she tried to not even mention him being gay; she talked about how the unfair system Ashfield was representative of forced poor people into prostitution and how the governor once more benefitted from the institution and system by exploiting and using poor people. Then she went on to blaming the governor for objectifying and buying less powerful people’s bodies and got as radical as to compared him to slave owners. However the moderator didn’t give a shit and seemed bored and as if he didn’t even listen. He and most people watching didn’t want to talk about prostitution and poor people and the system or whatever, they wanted to discuss and condemn Devon’s sex life and that he was gay and had had sex with a younger man so that they could feel morally superior to him. Hence the moderator always came back to the one point, that he was gay and whether he had led the voters on etc. The blond man could see Claris ruffling her thick dark brown curls and she tried to dance around it again and not really answer because both defending him and condemning him would have been bad for her. And finally when the moderator stopped all her attempts to getting it back to income inequality she lost her composure:” I don’t care if he is gay! I don’t want to talk about his stupid sexual orientation leave me alone with those idiotic questions.”

The governor laughed loudly and threw himself onto his bed what made Clarence look at him with a surprised questioning look. “What is so funny Devon?” he wanted to know.

“Claris Miller had definitely hoped to find something else when she hired that detective and she doesn’t seem to be happy with her found. Look at her trying to not mess up, it’s gold. She can’t even really exploit it to the fullest since she refuses to engage in what the people seem to be interested in most and no one wants to talk about how poor people end up in prostitution with her it seems. She is completely pissed; look at that face, that there is no vapour coming out of her nostrils is all.” The politician laughed and Clarence looked to the screen.

“The media got the photos? That explains the hordes of journalists.” Clarence who hadn’t known yet because he had been outside with Barney said. He placed his hand on Devon’s shoulder. ”I’m sorry for you!” he said when he stood up from the bed. “I need to get a real drink, not just water and Barney needs his food.” The man said, called for the dog and he left the room with the animal.

“I sometimes wish he was my father instead.” Devon muffled to himself and then smiled into Kario’s direction, wrapping his arm around the man’s waist pulling him onto the bed.

Devon pressed the younger man onto his obscenely expensive and extremely comfortable bed and looked down into his eyes. “I should be depressed instead of horny for you but for some reason you managed to make yourself priority over this unfortunate situation in my mind.” He confessed and he kissed the other’s mouth before he targeted that spot on the young male’s neck while his hands shoved the shirt up so that they could be roaming free over the handsome upper body. Ashfield rubbed his crotch against the other’s and he felt how he was getting hard in his black trousers.

It was explainable that he was that aroused and horny for the other though. He hadn’t done it since the last time in the brothel and jerking off in the car but the other had been constantly on his mind and he had craved sex with him for a while now so it was no wonder that he was turned on again.

Apparently it shouldn’t be though as the door went open again and Devon turned away from the black haired male looking to the door where he saw the smiling face of his mother.

“Upps!” she said not seeming too sorry for the interruption. “What is it?” Devon asked her looking into his mother’s golden eyes that looked similar to his while trying to hide the erection from her in an awkward way but the bulge was painfully obvious and his attempts just looked a little ridiculous.

“I have bad news regarding the soup. I swear I made it in the classes but it didn’t go that well. So I am going to order something and wanted to know if your friend eats seafood?” she asked her golden eyes now looking at Kario.

Devon thought that this must be how teenagers must feel who were trying to get it on in their room but got walked in by their parents all the time. He didn’t look at his mother but to the TV screen again but he actually listened to what the old lady who looked younger than him had to say to the younger male. “Tomorrow we need to buy you some new clothes. I don’t know what that it what you’re wearing but a good looking fellow like you can’t be walking around with something like that, urgh! But no worries, just let me handle this, I know just the right collections for you. We’ll have a great day!” she said with a wide smile and walked out again.

The blond man released a sigh and let himself fall onto his back, his boner clearly on display now. “If she buys you clothes you will look like me in those suits I wore to the brothel. Don’t say anything though, let her buy it for you as it makes her happy and I’ll just put the stuff to the other ridiculous designer stuff she always buys me.” He assured Kario and then turned around to his side to look the other man in the eyes again. “Don’t worry, they usually aren’t here so we usually will be able to fuck everywhere in the mansion without an interruption.” He let him know with a grin.

Trophies and Medals · December 26, 2017

Kario found his body instantly seemed to relax when the older man's arms wrapped around him. Strongly pressing his body into the others, it was a pleasing feeling, being held so close. The embrace felt different, due mainly to the fact that he wasn't naked for once. It was still an odd thing to him, something that would take him awhile to get used to after so long of being naked twenty-four seven. Lifting his hands, Kario gently placed them on Devon's chest. This moment felt surreal, as if any moment he'd wake up back in the brothel and nothing that had happened today would have actually happened. It didn't change the fact that he knew today was real, but he was extremely excited about the prospect of the new life that was being presented to him.

After the kiss was broken Kario noticed the questioning look he got from the older man causing a small smile to cross his face. Though he sighed as Devon started speaking, he gave the older man a look stating he had been expecting an answer along those lines. There was something in what was said that caught his attention more than anything else though, the fact that the blonde had said he had not pleased and failed his father. A frown crossing his face as he tried to think of how to delicately address that subject and figure out why exactly the other felt that way, and why it was said in that manner. Did the blonde truly care that much what his father thought? Apparently, there was dynamic here that he was missing.

Hesitantly, Kario tried to address the topic, hoping that he was being deilcate enough to not upset the other. "Why do you think your father would do something like that over something like losing an election? Is it really that big of a deal if you don't get re-elected?" Truthfully, Kario didn't care either way. He did want Devon to be happy however, and if it meant that he needed to win the election and remain as the governor then he knew he would support that. Even if he really didn't have a positive opinion about politics himself, he was not going to take something like that out on the man he loved. If Devon was happy doing what he was, Kario would support him no matter what.

The apology he received from the blonde on behalf of the man's father made him give the older man a small smile. "Your father calling me your whore is probably the nicest thing he's referred to me as since he walked into the room back at the brothel... well him and the other two men." Granted, one of them had never said anything to him, but Kario could only imagine what had been going through that man's mind that had not been said. "Your father also isn't the only person to treat me like I'm just an object, you and your mother have been the only ones to do otherwise in quite some time." Kario could rather fondly admire the moment he had met the other's mother. She seemed really nice during the brief moment he had been in her presence, and he honestly wouldn't mind seeing more of her.

"Not really..." Kario said trailing off as he considered what Devon had to say. He truly didn't feel like this was different in the sense that the other was trying to portray to him. "I mean, I've been treated like an object for a few years now... I don't have anything to lose. I've been humiliated more times than I can count working there, and degraded just as much. A picture of me naked out there for the nation to see isn't any more degrading than what I experienced working at the brothel." He was honest, something he felt needed to be done because he could tell that if it was the other naked in such an image that the blonde would not be so accepting of the matter. "I can't get any lower than what I dealt with at the brothel. I don't care if there is a naked picture of me out there, I honestly wouldn't be surprised if it wasn't the only one."

He shrugged at that point as if dismissing such a topic. Having sold his body before working at the brothel he truly wouldn't be surprised if there were other naked pictures of him out there somewhere. He didn't care anymore. He had hit his lowest point upon signing the contract with the brothel, had undergone more physical and mental abuse since starting working there. At this point, he truly felt like there was nothing that could make him feel worse than some of the days he had dealt with at the brothel. There was a huge sense of relief that hit him to realize that he was never going to have to service any client again, but that he could give himself fully to the one person who made him feel like he was more than just an object to be used.

Hearing that the older man didn't want anyone else to be able to see him like this anymore, and the strong grip on his ass made him smile. "Believe me, I have no intention of letting anyone else enjoy me like this." He said happily leaning up to press his lips gently against Devon's. This feeling he had for the man before him was something he had never felt for anyone else before. It was a bit scary to think that he cared so much about someone, whose life he truly didn't know anything about until today despite having already had sex with him numerous times. But... in the end Kario felt like he could truly trust the blonde, despite the secrecy that had been present when they first met. The secrecy at that point had been necessary. It had made sense to him.

The look in the other's eyes and the happiness clearly showing on his face was something that Kario knew he could really get used to seeing. It was a look that he had never been given before, but made him happy as well. Hearing the confession of the older man's love and the fact that he even admitted that he loved him was something else. His heart swelled with that knowledge, it wasn't like he had not been aware of the other's feelings, but truly hearing it was something else. "No that's something I can really get used to hearing." He said softly with a large smile. He really could get used to hearing that the other loved him.

Being pulled closer and into a greedy kiss was not completely unexpected, his eyes drifted shut as he eagerly returned it. As they kissed he could feel a familiar ache start to form in his body, instantly he knew why. It had always been easy for the blonde to arouse him, but it had also been early when the man's father had arrived at the brothel. So early in fact that his body was beginning to ache for what it had yet to receive at all that day. When the kiss was broken he took in a shaky breath, their eyes locking. Kario listened as the man spoke, questioning if he was sure he was alright with this.

"I'm positive. I really want to be with you, no matter what. Besides... it's probably not best for me to jump blindly into my new life, right? I don't care what other people think, or how they'll react to either of us. As long as I have you I'll be completely happy." Kario felt like there was a lot he was going to have to figure out. As much as he did want to get a career of his own, to prove to himself at least that he would be able to survive and be self-sufficient, there was still a huge hurdle he had to get over though. One being the sudden lack of sex that would be in his life, this was the hardest thing he'd have to get over and he knew it. It had been a few years since he had gone without having sex all day, his body was surely not going to be able to handle the sudden change. At least not very well at first. It was going to take him awhile to try to retrain his body that it didn't need sex constantly. There was a part of him that felt starting a career until he had gotten over this hurdle would not be a good idea. This was something he didn't entirely feel comfortable mentioning either. This was going to be something he'd have to face little by little.

Kario smirked slightly when he was told that Devon didn't need a butler, that was expected and honestly, he wasn't sure how well he would be at being a butler anyway. It was for the best in the long run, that and he certainly liked the idea of being the blonde's friend instead. He couldn't help but laugh when the older man finished speaking, "I am definitely going to take that as a compliment. I don't think I could accept us just being friends either." He was definitely glad that the man really needed a friend in him, and he was more than happy to be a friend and more. After all, he wouldn't be able to handle them just being friends.

The hand that ran through his hair proved to be a rather soothing action, something that made him relax despite the ache that had been building inside of him. As it moved down to his cheek and lifted his face he was pleased to be met by the other's lips. This time he moaned into the kiss, feeling the blonde's other hand under his shirt and running over his skin before they reached his nipples. The way he played with his nipples made his body feel hot. He was more than ready for where he was sure this was going when the door suddenly smashed open. Stunned he looked towards the door to see an older man who looked like he was going to pass out. Watching the man rush towards the windows of the room only to yank the curtains closed as he spoke.

Kario was a little confused by the sudden activity in the room but he remained still, pressed against Devon and watching the man who turned towards them and suddenly seemed to realize what he had walked in on. A slight blush sprouted up on his face when the man started to apologize and mentioned leaving only for Devon to pull away from him to calm the older man down. It was quite clearly necessary considering how red faced the other was, and how obviously out of breath the older man was as well. While the blonde was taking care of the man his attention was grabbed by the dog that had entered with him and who was now happily greeting him. There was a light that shined in his own eyes, kneeling down to greet the dog as well.

The dog was very cute and friendly, something that Kario honestly couldn't quite get enough of. Turning his attention back to the blonde when the man turned back to him and explained he had gotten the dog and had intended to show him pictures when he had visited next. Kario was happy he was actually able to meet Barney in person versus seeing pictures of him, even if he was sure they were probably good pictures. Suddenly the older man spoke this time to him and it made Kario turn to face the man as he introduced himself. Once more standing up completely with just a hand gently stroking Barney's head. At the question of who he was it made Kario hesitate for just a moment his dark eyes darting to Devon who had turned towards the TV screens.

As far as his name went he didn't have a problem giving that, it was how exactly he knew Devon that he wasn't sure about admitting. Not because he was embarrassed or whatever, but mainly because it seemed kind of odd to say he knew his governor because he was the naked guy in the picture. It just... felt weird. Especially to say that to an older gentlemen, even if the man clearly was nicer than the blonde's father so he didn't have to worry about being insulted. At least he hoped not. No apology had been necessary either considering the fact that Kario hadn't felt like he was being ignored, it was more of the fact that what Clarence had to say did not concern him and thus he was more focused on the bonde. That was something he could understand and was in no way bothered by.

After a moment he finally spoke introducing himself, "I'm Kario... and ah... the naked guy from the picture..." He murmured the last part as he blushed again. This normally wouldn't bother him, but it was knowing that this man was the other's assistant and a friend of the other's father who had quite clearly made his feelings about him known when he had arrived at the brothel and bought him was what made him so nervous. It wasn't the fact that the only way he could really explain how he knew Devon was because he was the naked guy from the picture. At least it made him a little happy that it wasn't immediately obvious even if his face had been blurred out.

Kario turned his own gaze towards the TV's in the room when he heard a mention of forcing poor people into prostitution. Instantly he felt himself not really like the woman who was talking, as if she truly understood what forced poor people into such a thing. Crossing his arms over his chest this time he watched the screen listening as she spoke, in no way had Kario felt like Devon was remotely the same as a slave owner. When she did finally say that she didn't want to discuss the blonde's sexual orientation and made it clear she thought that the questions were idiotic the room was pierced by the other's laughter. Like Clarence, Kario turned his gaze to the other man listening as he spoke and explained what he had thought was so funny.

It wasn't long before Clarence indicated he needed a real drink besides water and that Barney needed some food. He watched the man leave the room the dog following before the door was shut and the two of them were once more left alone. This time an arm snaked around his waist pulling him onto the bed. A smile crossing his face as he looked up at the older man, it didn't even matter to him that there was quite a bit of an age difference between them, age was just a number to him. "I think you being horney for me instead of depressed over this situation is a much better way to spend your time." Kario murmured in response with a pleased smile. The kiss was expected, and was instantly returned only for it to be broken and the other's mouth to lock on that spot on his neck.

Another moan was torn from his lips as he felt his body heat up again, growing more aroused the longer they were together. Feeling his shirt being shoved up and the hands roaming over his now bared torso made him moan again. It really did feel nice to be in this type of situation with the other again, even as he felt Devon rubbing himself against him making his own body happily react to the stimulation. The moment was interrupted once more by the door opening this time revealing the blonde's mother who didn't really seem to sorry for interrupting them. A disappointed sound escaped him when the older man pulled away and tried to hide the obvious erection that he had while asking his mother what she had wanted.

Kario himself just laid there staring at the ceiling for a moment until he heard her address the fact that she was going to order something instead since the soup hadn't worked out and wanted to know if he ate seafood. Turning his gaze to her their eyes met and he gave a small smile, "Yes, I eat seafood." It had been awhile, but it wasn't something he was against eating either, and he hadn't run into any food allergies so he didn't have anything against them having seafood instead. He wasn't expecting her to mention how tomorrow she would need to buy him some new clothes. As nice as it was for her to say so he had wanted to object, but he remembered what Devon had told him before and so he instead just smiled and thanked her watching as she left.

Relaxing back against the bed again he turned his gaze back to the other man when he spoke about the clothes that she would end up buying him. It made him laugh softly, "I honestly think I'm stunned more by how friendly she is towards me than the fact that she apparently wants to buy me expensive clothes." He replied. It was true though, after how the other's father had spoken to him, and the way others have addressed him for a while he found how nice and caring she seemed to be odd compared to all of the others. A small smirk crossed his face as he watched the blonde, "I suppose I know where you get that caring nature of yours though. It's definitely more from your mother." He mused.

What was said next was truly pleasing, but it didn't ease the ache that was still growing inside of him. He did return the smile though and didn't mention how his body was taking the interruptions as he faced the other better himself. Kario just kept mentally telling himself that it was fine, that the ache was no big deal and that his body needed to accept the change. It wasn't making it any easier, but at least he could ignore the ache for a few minutes at a time before his mind was drawn back to it. It wasn't like he wasn't unaware of how bad that ache could get, he just had to deal with it. There really was no way around it.

"It's fine. Just means I will have to patiently wait for when we can." He said giving the blonde a knowing look. He knew that Devon wanted to just as much as his body seemed to need it. But they would both have to be patient and wait for a better time to do so, after all of the guests in the mansion had left and truly making it so they would be uninterrupted. Using this moment as a chance to take a better look around the room and to try to get his body to relax and calm down he took into account just how many TV's the man had in the room. Giving Devon a rather curious look he spoke, "Do you always have so many TV's in your room? Or is this just circumstantial?"

After his question he looked himself over, "You have no idea how strange it is to suddenly be wearing clothes... it feels really weird." He admitted and it in no way had been an attempt to entice the other. It was pure honestly, he felt weird wearing clothes after so long without them. He wondered if all of the prostitutes that had worked for the brothel felt the same way upon leaving it.

December 28, 2017

Devon rubbed his forehead for a few seconds before he faced Kario and his question again. The issue with his father was complex, so was the blond man’s complete relationship to his old man and it was everything but normal or healthy and he could understand how that matter seemed off or absurd to the people on the outside. “Yes and yes.” He started his explanation knowing that to make it sound plausible he had to go far afield. “My father had always ‘cooperated’ and made his deals with politicians for the good of the cooperation and to his advantage. However those men were still strangers to the cooperation and had their own goals and intention what made them unpredictable to a degree. And even though it usually worked out in father’s favour they didn’t do everything he wanted them to. Beside that there was always the risk that one who got elected wasn’t business friendly enough. Hence my old man decided that it would be best to have a politician who would reign in the interest of our cooperation and the businesses and that’s why he wanted to see me – his son- in politics, told me how important that was and that it only brought more power and influence to the cooperation and our family. Of course I needed to drastically change my life and hide who I was to get anywhere in politics. If I won’t get re-elected my father will not have his own man in politics anymore, he won’t get what he wanted me to achieve and it would throw him back. Besides that, if I didn’t win the election Claris Miller would and she is everything but business friendly and hates my father’s guts as much as she hates mine and would do everything to make my father’s empire fall.”

Pausing for a moment he thought whether he should tell the black haired man more or if it had already been too much but then he decided to be open about it to the man who had gotten dragged into this mess, the man he had such strong feelings for. “And that’s why me winning the election isn’t only important to me as I want to stay the governor and one day even climb up the ladder further but also to my father or especially to him. He expected me to not fail and to do this and now I am about to fail and he will disinherit me if I fail him or disappoint him. When I was eight I heard him say to my mother if I was to become a disappointment, wouldn’t turn out how he wanted me to and would fail him he would disinherit me and father another heir who would replace me then. As you have heard me telling him, he is too old to father another heir but he can still disinherit me. Not that this would threaten my existence, I am already rich myself and my money is working for me every day by getting more aside from my actual job but it’s threatening in another more personal way if you understand.”

It didn’t surprise him at all and still he had hoped that his father had pulled himself together and had not been a grade A arsehole to the young man. “I already feared he said more than that. I apologise for the other stuff he said as well. I’m certain he had some nice things to say about me as well, whatever it was I hope that it didn’t change your image of me. “ he replied and clicked his tongue hearing that Smith and Michalski hadn’t been able to shut their traps as well. “Smith is completely retarded; he is hot but shit for brains. He is even dumb enough to believe that I don’t know that he is insulting me for being gay behind my back. I don’t know what he said but I am sure it was nothing intelligent.” The blond said already annoyed by thinking of Smith, even though there was still something childish in him that wanted to fuck him to piss his father off and make the oh so straight Smith beg him for more. “I’m surprised even Michalski said anything though, he doesn’t talk much and by not much I mean not at all. He usually just laughs whenever something stupid or unfortunate happens to Smith.”

Ashfield’s dark expression changed and he gave Kario a small smile when he said that he found that his mum and he had been very nice to him. His mother had never been a cold or a dismissive person and she had always been nice and had stood up for Devon against his father however she hadn’t cared as much as she did now that she was retired. Her career as a lawyer had always had priority in her life as well as fashion shows and design and when the governor had been a young boy she had been disappointed that he had not been a girl and she had decided to mostly leave the planning of the blond’s free time activity to his father. “My mother, yes! Well, she is a little eccentric but when one can see past that she is a nice woman and you don’t have to fear any insults or mean things from her.” He agreed.

When the young male openly spoke about his bad experience in the brothel and told Devon how he got degraded and humiliated all the time there and that he thought he couldn’t sink even lower it was like a punch in the guts for the politician as it hurt him to hear what the other had to go through and what had been done to him. It also angered him again that people would treat him like that. His feelings for the other were too strong that it could not have an effect on him to hear those words from the other that he knew were reality. But even though if that explained it, it still bothered him how indifferent the other could be to something like that and he hoped that this would change the longer he was outside of the brothel.

His expression that had gone stern before lit up again and happiness came back into it when he heard Kario saying that he had no intention of giving himself or showing himself to any other man than him anymore. “Good, I’m relieved to hear that. I have already been worried that I might not be enough to satisfy you after you had so many men per day the last years.” He confessed and when the black haired man pressed his lips against Devon’s the governor took over the kiss in a claiming way. If the other man stayed with him he would not share him anymore, he wanted him and he wanted him for himself. The more he had gotten attached to the young male the more he had hated the fact that other men had gotten to touch him and had had sex with him. It had bugged him to the point where he sometimes had thought about it during the day and it had made him mad to think about that another man had had his way with Kario in the brothel while he had been sitting in his office or given an interview.

A wide smile appeared on his face when the other man told him that he could get used to Devon telling him that he loved him. “You could huh?” he said and leaned his head closer to the young male’s ear again as he often did it and breathed into it in a slow pace:”I love you Kario!” the blond repeated. “I love you!” he said again before he pressed a kiss onto his cheek and went down to his throat.

His heart jumped when he heard the other say that as long as he had him he would be totally happy regardless of what other people saw in him and it sounded rather unconditional. Unconditional love was something that Devon had only had the luck to experience once and that he had thrown away as if it had been nothing just to go the way the one person who had never loved him but had tied the blond’s worth onto thousand of conditions had told him to go. He had not expected to ever find someone who would be able to love him for him again but he apparently had gotten another chance and he would take it and hold on to it. He wouldn’t let Kario go.

“You can take as much time as you need before you want to start into your new life. I can always help you and get you into something. Well, I am not sure how much my word is worth to other’s at the moment but I could definitely get you a good job in the cooperation. My father certainly doesn’t know your name and he would never even notice you working in the headquarters as I couldn’t bring you into that high of a position that you would have anything to do with him beside that when the old geezer dies the cooperation will be mine together with this damn alligator which I will give to an animal shelter or a zoo, a European animal shelter or zoo as he would hate that even more anyway. If that doesn’t sound appealing or I will get disinherited I could pay university for you if you wanted to go. You could think of it as a scholarship.” He let Kario know some options and prospects for his new life.

Pulling one of his dirty smirks again the governor looked at the black haired:”It definitely was a compliment and I am glad to hear that you don’t intent to friend-zone me either.” The hand that lay on the other’s arse gave it a good squeeze as he grinned.

As the young male moaned into their kiss like that it turned him on more and he got even more eager to undress the other and strip himself off of his own clothes to get nasty on his pure bed. Aside from Devon wanking while laying on it nothing sexual had ever happened in that bed.

His mansion had still been constructed when he had been with Jeff and at that point he had just lived at that villa he had sold after his mansion had been finished. And there also had never happened anything between him and his ex-wife and they hadn’t even slept in that room. When the two of them had shared a bed it had been one of the other bedrooms but later on Devon had moved into that, his favourite, one because they had grown so cold towards each other that sleeping in the same room had been impossible.

Thus he wasn’t too thrilled when Clarence stormed in but he wasn’t mad at the old man either and seeing Kario interact with Barney was something too, as he found the black haired male extremely cute like that and couldn’t help but smile looking at him greeting the dog.

When the other talked to Clarence Devon was busy looking at the TV but he had heard the old man’s questions and he really had to try hard not to chuckle when Kario introduced himself as “the naked guy from the picture”. The older man had to think for a moment as he hadn’t seen the pictures at this point but he remembered what Andrew had told him when he had called him. “I see.” He was thinking for a moment and coming to the conclusion that Devon’s father must have bought the young man. “I hope you like it here and settle in well.” Clarence added in a voice that was supposed to sound encouraging and his look was a little sympathetic as he was under the impression that the former prostitute didn’t really want to be there and just was due to a contract what made the man in the sweat vest even more uncomfortable in regards to what he had seen between the blond and Kario.

When Clarence had disappeared again Devon smiled at the other man with an amused face. “You are the naked guy from the picture?” he asked chuckling. “Wouldn’t it be much simpler to just say you were my boyfriend, lover or whatever floats your boat? In case you want to continue to introduce yourself as the naked guy from the picture I won’t stop you though because it’s kind of funny.” The politician said and he was looking and sounding a lot lighter than usual.

The reactions and moans towards his kisses and touches made him even hornier and his dick harder. “This is sure a much better way to spend my time!” he agreed to that lust written into his voice when they were interrupted by his mother. He couldn’t deny that he felt frustrated by the interruption and he sighed when she was finally gone again and he lay there on his back his erection uncomfortably trapped in his trousers where it was getting too tight.

He was listening to the young male though and when the other mentioned him having a caring nature he even forgot that his mother had just played Captain CockBlocker and Devon was still in heat.

“You think I have a caring nature?” he asked genuinely surprised. “No one has ever said I was a caring person, quite the opposite actually.” The blond admitted. Maybe he was acting caring to Kario because he had strong feelings for the young man that made him actually care for him.

“If there really is something like a caring nature within me you’re right about it coming more from my mother. I honestly hope that I don’t have too much from my father in general even though I am afraid of turning like him one day, I already look exactly like him, that’s enough I suppose.” He laughed but it wasn’t a happy one.

Kario saying that it was fine and that he just had to patiently wait for when they would be able to have sex without being interrupted only made the older one of the two groan in frustration. While the younger man seemed responsible here Ashfield had always struggled with being patient and the prospect of having to wait until they had eaten, talked for a while and both Clarence and his mum would finally leave wasn’t too thrilling. “Ja, you’re right.” He said pressing his head onto the mattress. “I’m not sure if I can patiently wait though as I am getting a little uncomfortable and I fear for the life of my trousers and unlike those I wore to the brothel I actually like these.” He said half jokingly but obviously turned on and craving to fuck the handsome man lying next to him in bed.

Laughter escaped the governor at the question whether he always had all those TVs in his bedroom or not. “Hell no! I am not that much of a crazy person. I have gathered all the TV screens in this mansion and brought them here in the morning after my father had in his polite way informed me that I have gotten blackmailed and ordered me to stay in my mansion and do nothing to not make things worse for him. He also had already declared me sick for today. So I was damned to stay here while I had no clue whether my life would be ruined or not so I turned on all the news so that I wouldn’t miss if that story appeared anywhere. And as you have seen it unfortunately did.” The blond explained the massive amount of TV screens.

Chuckling he couldn’t keep himself from touching the other and he pulled him closer again with one arm and stroke his cheek with his other hand. “Well, if you feel the need to you can run around naked in my mansion however you please. You could roll and writhe around naked all over my bed, the sofa, the working plate of the kitchen that I never use, wherever. And I absolutely wouldn’t mind you open my door like this for me when I come home from work. In this mansion there is an overall appreciation for the male form and body.” Ashfield told the other in a lusty and playful tone before he brought himself to be serious for a second. “It has certainly taken you time to get used to being naked all the time and now it will take time to get used to wearing clothes all the time too.”

Thinking about Kario doing all kinds of stuff completely naked in his mansion didn’t help him with the problem in his pants, it literally made it grow and he couldn’t keep himself from thinking of all the lewd stuff he wanted to do to the other which also didn’t help at all. “Damn it!” he cursed and stood up from his bed searching for something in the drawer of the lamp desk. “Where have I put this stupid thing.” He said referring to the key to the bedroom door. He had not needed it anymore ever since his divorce so he had taken the key out of the door since it had always fallen down when he had accidently given the door a too strong push and it had smashed close.

Trophies and Medals · December 30, 2017

Listening as the older man spoke, Kario listened intently trying to understand things more. It wasn't as easy as he originally thought it would be, a small frown crossing his face with the more he heard. He had a really hard time understanding the fact that Devon had apparently given up some rather important aspects of his life just to do what his father had deemed to be more important for the cooperation and not so much his own son. It was a concept that Kario had a really hard time grasping. It wasn't for the lack of trying though as he ran over what he had just learned in his mind again and again. When he opened his mouth to speak he found himself hesitating not wanting to cross a line and upset the older man. He still had a hard time accepting the fact that he could actually ask questions versus just accepting what he was being told or what information was provided with no more inquiries.

After a few more moments of silence he finally spoke asking the question that was really on his mind, "Was... it worth it?" Pausing for a moment he glanced around as if nervously trying to figure out if continuing was a good idea. Sighing he continued, "I mean... I know you like your job, and you're definitely interested in politics but... was it worth everything you had to give up? Everything you had to change in order to even make it in politics?" He knew that the blonde had said that winning the election was important to him and that he one day wanted to climb even further. But that didn't quite tell him if everything he had given up was truly worth it either. "That's kind of harsh." Kario added a little surprised by the news. It was not something he had expected, and he honestly hadn't considered the fact that any father would be like that. It appeared as if the older man who he had only met once and hoped to never meet again really had only wanted a son for his own gain. As someone he could manipulate into doing what he wanted. Unfortunately, it seemed the man had succeeded. Kario was not about to blame Devon for the fact that he had done as his father had said though. It was only natural that he had, especially if the man's father had been that way his whole life.

His frown turned into a small smile as Devon spoke, "Nothing anyone says could ever change the way I see you. I'm not going to let someone else's opinions influence what I think of you." He admitted. Kario's feelings for the blonde were far too strong to allow anyone to influence what he thought of the man. Kario may have been easy to manipulate in most situations, but his outlook of the other was not something he'd let anyone change.

Surprise crossed the young man's face when he heard what Devon had to say about his concern that he might not be enough to satisfy him after he had so many men per day for so long. It surprised him only because he knew that was his biggest hurdle. Kario had in no way been worried about the other's ability to satisfy him, it was keeping his body satisfied that would be a challenge. Still, he didn't want Devon to worry about that, it was something he'd figure out on his own. "You don't need to worry about keeping up with me. It will take awhile... but eventually I'll get used to not having sex all the time. I don't expect you to try to keep up with what I've grown used to over these past few years." Kario figured the best way to handle that was to be completely honest. After all, they would make this work one way or another, and he would gain control of his body again and get used to not having sex all the time.

Kario was already aware of how his body would ache and the way things would get with the lack of sex. But he didn't want Devon to think that he had to try to keep up with what he had endured these past few years, or what his body had come to need. It was for the best, and he would had to deal with this eventually anyways. Even if it was a rather sudden change that would have been how it had happened when he finally left the brothel either way.

Kissing the blonde was something that Kario always enjoyed, and the claiming way the older man took control of it just made him smile into the kiss. When it was broken he noticed the wide smile that crossed the other's face. Turning his head slightly as Devon leaned his closer to him, his own smile widened at the words. He knew he really could get used to hearing those words, and would never tire of hearing them either. It wasn't like anyone had ever said them to him before, outside of his parents of course. It was nice to think that someone truly loved him. "I love you too, Devon." Kario said, his voice sincere.

It wasn't the first time he had told the blonde he loved him, but it was the first time he had used the older man's name since finding out who he was. Kario felt like it was fitting in that moment, not just to declare that he loved him again but to finally be able to add the other's name to it. It sounded more real to him in that moment, that this whole thing was real and not just some dream. Those lips on his throat made it really hard for him to focus though as he took in a slightly shaky breath. The attention didn't add long, making it easier for him to get ahold of himself again.

Listening as he was told that he could take as much time as he needed before starting his new life. It was honestly something he hadn't realized he had needed to hear. Kario didn't really know what he had expected, but there was a part of him that would not have been completely surprised if Devon had instead wanted him to jump right into things. But it was for the best that he didn't do that. Knowing he could truly wait until he was ready, and give thought into what he may want to do as well as get a grasp on who he was outside of the brothel was important. Kario also became more aware of just how much the older man was willing to help him get going in the right direction by helping him get into a position, or even paying for him to attend university. It was still surprising, just how much Devon seemed to be willing to do for him. Considering such options had never been available to him before, either due to lack of experience or funds.

He was more than eager to learn new things and get himself going in a direction that wouldn't end up with him in the same situation as before. Kario knew though, or at least had a strong feeling that he'd never have to actually worry about ending up back at the brothel again. Which made him truly happy thinking that things really could only get better from here. The dirty smirk that crossed the blonde's face was a look he was becoming very familiar with and it always managed to at the very least bring a smile to his face. This had been no exception to that as he laughed softly. "How could anyone friend-zone a handsome man like you?" Kario asked with a large smile, leaning up to press a quick kiss to the other's cheek. He really couldn't see himself being just friends with Devon. He wanted to much from the other man, and a friends with benefits type of relationship wasn't something he wanted either.

Kartio truly wanted nothing more than to be with the older man. A feeling that was still very new to him, but extremely strong all the same. He couldn't see them just being friends, or even just fuck buddies. None of those were appealing to him at all. The only outcome he could accept was if they were together, as a couple. The interruption of the older man who he had learned was actually a friend of Devon's father (which was surprising in itself as even this man seemed to be quite nice) may not have been ideal but at least he got another look into the people that Devon interacted with on a daily basis. In no way did he miss the sympathetic expression that was on Clarence's face as he had told him in an obviously encouraging manner that he hoped he liked it here and settled in well.

Though he wasn't normally one to take a nice gesture the wrong way, there was a part of him that was really tired of people show such emotion towards him. He didn't need any sympathy for where he was, or how his life had previously gone. Kario understood though that this man didn't truly know exactly how he came to be here, and for all the older man knew it was unwillingly. With that on his mind he just gave a small smile and a polite thank you in response. After all, Clarence had told him he was Devon's assistant so that meant he would probably end up seeing more of him. How much more he didn't know, but there was another part that was kind of interested to see more of the older man as well.

As Clarence left taking Barney with him, and he was left alone once more with Devon his gaze returned to the older man as he spoke a small smirk crossing his face. "Lover has a nice ring to it... but I don't know... I mean I suppose I could introduce myself as both." Near the end his tone had taken on a more teasing aspect. There was a small part of him that was kind of tempted to introduce himself as both to the next person who asked who he was. It would probably take more control than he was willing to admit to not end up introducing himself as the blonde's lover and as the naked guy from the picture the next time someone asked.

The lust that had crossed the older man's face and was so clearly seen there only made it harder for him to accept the fact that they were interrupted again so soon by the older man's mother. Still, he did like her, and he had absolutely nothing against seeing more of the older woman. When she had left once more leaving them again by themselves he glanced back towards the other. His dark eyes locking on the golden ones that had become so familiar to him in the few times they had been together at the brothel. It was hard to believe after so few times together that he had fallen for the man so hard. The genuine surprise the man showed when he had told him he had a caring nature was something that made another smile cross his face.

"Well, I'm going to take the fact that you seem to at the very least have such a caring nature for me as another compliment. I don't mind if you have one for other people or not. But yes, I do truly believe you have a caring nature. Even if it takes just the right person to bring that side of you out." Kario replied sincerely. He truly did think that Devon had a caring nature, and wasn't bothered by the news that no one had ever said that before, but had instead said quite the opposite. It just made him feel even more loved by the other to bring out such a side of him if it was not something that he showed very often or to anyone at all.

Resting his hand gently on Devon's arm he gave the man a small smile, "Come on now. I wouldn't say you look exactly like your father. Similar yes, but all kids look similar to their parents." He said softly. Gently patting the other's arm Kario tried to decide how to continue. He didn't want to speak ill of Devon's father, despite the differences between the two men they were still family, and the last thing he wanted to do was upset the man in any way or insult the other. So he tried to be extremely careful in how he picked his next words. "You aren't your father, and I truly don't feel like you have to worry about becoming like him some day."

The groan of frustration he received when he had said that he'd have to wait patiently for when they would be able to have sex without being interrupted made him laugh softly. He honestly would have expected that reaction more from himself than Devon, but it was nice to think that the man was looking forward to it that much that he didn't feel like he could be patient. His gaze was drawn to the obvious erection still trapped in the blonde's pants when the older man brought attention to it himself. There was a very large part of him that was way to tempted to try to fix the other's problem, but a small part of him was telling him that they'd most likely be interrupted again and there was no way he'd want to get caught in any intimate position by the man's mother or Clarence. He could already feel himself die of embarrassment at the thought. Kario was not shy with who he was, or what he had done, but that did not mean he necessarily wanted to be caught in the act.

"You really do know how to try to tempt me don't you?" Kario asked giving the older man a look stating he was saying that on purpose knowing it'd get some response from him. It really did take all of his control to not lean over, release the other from his pants and take care of him. But this was not quite the right time to do so, as it really was only a matter of time before one of the other people in the large mansion returned and interrupted them once again. As much as it sucked and as hard as it seemed for them to be able to control themselves they had to wait.

Listening as Devon spoke he snuggled into the warm body he was once more pulled close too. This really was something he'd be able to get used to, and he was already quite happy in the other's arms. His body reacted to the words despite not being stimulated in any way, the pictures the words painted in his head was all it took to make it almost impossible to get ahold of himself again. The fact that it was said in such a lusty and playful way wasn't helping his situation either. "Damn... you really do know what to say to get me going." He murmured trying to calm the way his heart was already pounding in his chest anticipating moments like those described.

"I suppose if I learned when to expect you home from your long days of work though I could definitely get into the habit of greeting you by the door naked." Kario mused truly considering that aspect. It was very appealing, and he truly could see himself making it into a habit. The prospect of just strutting around the mansion naked in general was appealing, but he did know he really would have to get used to being dressed more. Smirking when Devon finished speaking he met the other's golden gaze, "Well I would hope you wouldn't make me wear clothes all of the time... but I could get used to wearing them more often." He teased. There were plenty of reasons running through his head as to when he would love to be void of any clothing, but he would definitely get used to being dressed when it was expected and necessary. Even if it was most of the time from now on. It would still take him awhile to get used to such a thing. Even now, he felt like he'd be better of void of any clothes, but with the prospect of being interrupted at any time it was a good thing he was dressed.

The sudden movement from Devon had him watching the man a little stunned. Pushing himself up into a sitting position on the bed as he watched the older man search in a drawer for something only to seem to speak to himself asking himself where he had put something. It made him give the man a questioning look, but knowing that Devon wasn't looking at him and wouldn't see it he decided to just ask the man what he was doing. "What are you looking for?" Devon's quick movement away from him had been unexpected enough. Kario tried to think of what the man could possibly be searching for but his mind kept coming up blank, especially considering he was looking in a drawer for whatever it was.

December 30, 2017

A deep sigh escaped him at that question and he let his shoulders hanging a little as if all body tension had disappeared. The blond knew that he probably would not be able to provide the other with a satisfying clear answer as he had never managed to answer that question in a final and definite way to himself. “I honestly don’t know.” He responded looking into those dark brown eyes that were examining him in such a questioning manner. “I’ve asked myself this over and over again without ever being able to answer it with yes or no. I’ve even talked to the old senator about this who had referred me to the brothel and I wanted him to tell me if he at his age regretted this or deemed it worth it but he couldn’t give me a clear answer to this as well and I doubt that there is a black and white answer to this.” He explained scratching his still unshaved chin. “There were times and moments when I thought that this was the worst decision I have ever made, that I had thrown away my life and who I really was, especially when I felt.....” he still couldn’t bring himself to admit that he had felt extremely lonely as he saw it as a weakness. “On the other hand there had been times and moments when I felt like this had been the smartest decision and that it was worth all that and that this is what I wanted, as contradictory as it sounds.” Devon let him know.

Then this defeated look he had had when he had seen the picture on the news channel and had realised what had just happened crossed his face again.

“Now in this moment however I think that none of it had been worth anything and that I have repressed myself and didn’t stay true to who I was and who I loved for absolutely nothing since now it’s out there anyway and everyone knows the truth about me regardless. Not only that they discuss my sex life as if it was public matter and it feels degrading, so degrading that I wish they would bash my ancestors again or call me a marionette of the economy or even accuse me of being part of an international financial elitist conspiracy as Clarence’s clinically depressive son did instead because that doesn’t get to me at all but this is just invasive. I have sacrificed a part of myself, I have lied to people, I have deeply hurt Jeff and I have hurt a woman who had actual feelings for me and who now hates me, all for the truth coming out in the end anyway. And next they’ll figure out that I am actually an Atheist and not Christian, but that doesn’t even matter at this point. So if you ask me today I will say: No, it was not worth it!” he spoke and then turned around to risk a quick gaze at the TV screens.

On one of the local channels he saw Harvey Flint who stood there with an angered expression, an obvious tension and who barked at a journalist:”Of course our industry keeps standing behind governor Ashfield. This, young lady, is about what is best for the state and our economy, about the future and the direction into which we’re heading and I don’t give a ratsass about the governor’s sexual preferences. And now I don’t have further time for this kindergarten, as I have a real job which doesn’t consist of stalking and harassing people with dumb questions.” It was quite clear that the chubby short man didn’t like journalists as well and he was obviously scared of getting outed all over the media himself as he was visiting the same brothel.

“I suppose!” he commented when the young male said that his father’s words had been rather harsh and they definitely had been but they had been much more than this to Ashfield. When he had heard that at eight years old he had been afraid and terrified that he would get replaced and thrown out of the family and would end up completely alone with no one caring or liking him anymore then and it had made him ambitious to not only not disappoint his father or disappoint anyone who somehow mattered to him but to get better than his old man himself. Those words had made an impression on him as a child and what they had caused in him had impacted him to that very day at least to a certain extent.

Ashfield smiled in a genuine way as this was good news. “Not getting influenced by other’s opinions and especially their opinions about me is the perfect condition for being with me as there are many people who say many things and have a lot of opinions about me what means that you’ll hear a lot of things and most of them aren’t even close to the truth.” He informed the younger male.

The answer he received confirmed what he had already thought, that the body of the black haired was constantly craving sex after that odyssey he had been through in the brothel especially after the other had once said that he was addicted to sex. The politician gave the black haired credit for wanting to work on that as he could only imagine it as hard to not get something the body was addicted to.

“It’s good to hear that you don’t expect that from me as I wouldn’t have liked to disappoint you because I wouldn’t be able to. I don’t have enough time for constantly having sex and I also don’t think I, well...” he looked down on himself and grinned in a way that looked a little awkward. “If you need some help in dealing with this, doesn’t matter if it’s in the form of sex toys or a specialist who helps you to work out strategies, just tell me.” He said with a shrug as it wasn’t a big deal to him. Devon didn’t own sex toys or stuff like that but if it helped the other out he was willing to order stuff like that for him. He also had no clue how dealing with addictions usually worked as well and knew that he probably would be useless in helping the younger male adequately hence he had thought about the specialist.

He could feel sparks on his skin when Kario told him he loved him and said his name like that and he took the other’s face between his hands and laid his forehead onto the other’s forehead. “I like it when you say my name like this. I want to hear it from you more and in some different ways too.” The blond let the other know with a smirk before he locked their lips again, this time he kissed him softer and slower but not less deep.

His smirk turned wider and dirtier when the young man told him that he was too handsome to friend-zone him. “I’m lucky then I suppose as I get to do all those nice things together with you we planned last time I visited you.” The man grinned letting one of his hands run up the other’s thigh grabbing his crotch.

After Clarence had disappeared and they were discussing terminology Devon laughed his golden eyes showing amusement. “So you’re going to introduce yourself as my naked lover from the picture next time then?” he asked and his tone wasn’t any less teasing than the one the black haired had had. He liked that he had someone around to have some silly conversations with and whom he could tease and who would tease him back, this was something that he had missed as well. He once had had this with Jeff but ever since Devon had hurt him by ditching him like that their teasing more often than not had a serious or bitter component to it that made it a lot different and that could get uncomfortable too fast.

Smiling warmly at the other he took a strand of the black hair and played with it. “It probably takes me to develop strong feelings and a bond to someone to actually care then I suppose. Well, I know for sure that I can get quite protective and by that I mean very protective, you’ve been officially warned now.” He told the other and laughed. When Kario patted his arm and told him that all kids looked similar to their parents his smile turned rather melancholic though. “Yes but I look incredibly similar to him. If I showed you a photo of that old geezer from when he was my age without telling you it’s him you’d probably think it was me and when I will be a senior I will look like he does now.” The blond said as he knew it was true. His eye colour was the only thing their looks really differed in. It was odd that he seemed to have nothing of his mother’s side except for the weird golden eyes. However he was thankful for that as he could hardly imagine himself with the emotionless eyes of his old man.

Devon hugged Kario and held him in his arms when he told him he wasn’t like his father and didn’t have to fear turning out like him. “Let’s hope your feeling is right there!” he said and kissed the other’s forehead. “Maybe you being with me will keep me from becoming as ruthless as him.” He commented and his father really was ruthless when he thought about the different ways in which he had silenced people, what he did to maximise profit at all costs and slithered out of any accusations and responsibilities because he had made sure that this couldn’t be tracked back to him and the cooperation. His father was smart, he was definitely a businessman too but he wasn’t an upright person and he had rather questionable ethics too. The governor couldn’t stop himself from thinking that Ashfield senior would have made a good mafia boss as well.

Eying his boner he was thinking of at least opening his trousers but decided against it for a reason when he felt Kario’s gaze on the huge bulge in his trousers. Ashfield grinned when the other accused him of deliberately tempting him. “Do I?” he asked in a cocky way with raised eyebrows. “I’ve forgotten just how appealing and tempting my hard cock is to you for a second.” The blond male said in a teasing tone actually enjoying the way the young male looked at his bulge a little too much.

Embracing when the other snuggled up to him while he was lustily painting his fantasies to the other with his words, a wide smirk appeared on his face when he felt the other’s body physically reacting to what he said by getting hard too. He laughed when Kario told him that he knew how to get him going and he let his hand run over the other’s hardening dick underneath the trousers he wore. “Apparently, since I am not the only one with a too visible problem in his trousers anymore. This will be fun, the both of us sitting at the dinner table in the dining hall with throbbing boner’s while making conversation with Clarence and my mum.” The governor joked as that thought was anything but pleasant but the opposite.

“I don’t really have strictly defined working times, everyday is different, there are days it takes longer and other’s where I am at home earlier but I have no problem sending you a message and letting you know when I’ll be back.” He winked and then grinned in his dirty way. “Oh, I’ll make sure that you won’t be dressed all the time, it’s a promise.” Devon let him know and he was thinking about what he had said that they would do together when they would meet the next time in the brothel and it was extremely arousing thinking about figuring out how much he could fill the young male’s hole up with his cum and to fuck him in every room of the mansion.

Being that aroused and turned on he just couldn’t really bear waiting and hoping for his erection to disappear anymore as it didn’t seem to happen and it just started to hurt in his tight trousers, he was searching for that bloody key what got him a question from the confused Kario. “I’m searching for the key that belongs to the door of this bedroom. I just have no idea where I have put it more than four years ago though.” He said and it apparently wasn’t that drawer, hence he continued his search in another drawer and then went to the other side of the bed and looked in the drawer of that lamp desk, already starting to lose his hope to find that thing ever again.

His face lit up when he saw something glimmering beneath a book and some documents and he cheered as if he had just won something. “Got it!” he exclaimed attempting to get up from the ground to lock that door but he wasn’t fast enough as the door swung open just in that moment and the Botox face of his mother appeared in his bedroom again.

“The food is here! The guys from the catering service already arrange the table. You should come down soon huns!” she informed them and then realised that her son was sitting on the ground. “What are doing down there Devon?” she asked and he let his head sink onto the lamp desk. “Sitting here because it’s so much fun and the floor is more comfortable than my bed of course!” the man answered in a sarcastic tone. “Not in such a tone young man!” she scolded and he sighed deeply. “I was searching for the key, happy now.” He informed her and she laughed as she was getting it now. She shook her head and clicked her tongue. “However, you two should go downstairs soon, the food smells delicious.” She let them know and left again.

“Would you still want to rid us of our hard-ons together even though it’s under time pressure now before we go to eat or do you prefer to just eat like that?” he asked the black haired not taking his head from the lamp desk.

Trophies and Medals · December 31, 2017

Dark eyes met the gaze of the golden ones that were gazing down at him, listening as Devon answered his question to the best of the older man's ability. His interest was piqued to hear that it had been an old senator that had referred the other to the brothel. It wasn't really surprising, Kario knew many men who went to the brothel were connected to political powers if not one themselves. But it was still interesting to think that it had been this senator that had brought Devon into his life. Something he was definitely grateful for. Kario didn't miss how Devon's sentence suddenly came to a stop again, it wasn't hard for him to figure out what would have finished that sentence.

The defeated look that crossed the blonde's face made Kario frown himself. He didn't like see that look, but he continued to listen as Devon spoke explaining how right now, because of all that had happened today he didn't think it was worth it. He wasn't sure if it was the fact that because of everything that picture had caused it truly seemed like the older man's life was falling apart, or if it was for another reason. But he truly felt sad to know that something like that was causing such problems for the blonde. Problems that didn't really affect him, he had nothing to lose. Kario was once more finding it hard to know what to say, this time in an attempt to comfort the older man for everything that he had gone through in such a short period of time.

His gaze moved towards the TV's in the room when he noticed that Devon had also focused on one of the screens. The man shown there made his skin crawl, he never really did like him, though he had to admit he was glad that he wasn't going to entertain the reports by speaking of the blonde's sexual preference or the photo itself. Granted Kario knew exactly why he wasn't, he had absolutely no reason to judge it, or to comment on it considering he was there pretty much every day. That thought alone made a small smirk cross his face before he shook his head, turning his gaze back to Devon now that the small discussion was over. "Well, at least he's one person you know won't entertain anyone by discussing that picture or your private sex life." It had to be one of probably very few positives out there. But it was at least something.

Leaning over he pressed a quick kiss to the older man's lips, "I know that things didn't come out in a good way and that this really isn't ideal but... at least one good thing came out of this." He gave the older man a small smile. It wasn't going to be good for the other to focus on all of the negative aspects of what that picture was causing. Kario could at the very least be happy with the fact that all of this had brought them together in a way that probably wouldn't have happened otherwise. At least now he no longer had to fear losing the other when it came time for him to leave the brothel. At least they were able to be together now.

"Hmm... people can think what they want. At least I'll get to know the truth." Kario replied with a large smile. He wouldn't let anyone influence what he thought about Devon, he also knew that he was going to be able to learn more about the older man. That was something he was looking forward to, he wanted to get to know him better.

There was a smile that spread across his face when he heard Devon express how he was glad that he didn't expect the older man to keep up with him or for them to have sex constantly. Kario was more than aware that it wasn't possible for them to have sex constantly, not to mention he was sure that the blonde had more important things to do than even entertain that idea. The offers that were given to him as a way to help him deal with it made him give the older man an appreciative look. "I appreciate it... but... we'll just have to take it one step at a time. I'm not really sure what's going to help me get through it yet." Kario admitted. The offers were nice, and much appreciated, but for right now he truly didn't know what route would be the best one yet. It was just a matter of taking it all one step at a time and seeing what he ended up needing. As long as he kept it down to a bearable minimum and slowly decreased from there he'd be able to pull this off. Even though he wasn't exactly sure how to even figure out what that bare minimum was.

It all made him sigh and rub the back of his neck. The thought of trying to figure this all out wasn't really appealing, and the more he tried to think about how exactly he was going to get through this really just made the ache he was trying to ignore worse. The more he focused on his problem the worse that problem seemed to get. Especially considering that he still hadn't received any relief today. Trying to take his mind off of it his dark eyes moved back to the blonde when he felt his hands on his cheeks before their foreheads were placed together. This was the first time had he ever really been this close to admire those golden eyes he was realizing that he loved so much. It was so easy for him to lose himself in the older man's eyes, a feeling that only seemed to get more intense when their lips met.

It wasn't really expected, the fact that it was softer and slower than they had kissed before. That didn't make it any less enjoyable though as he returned it. "I'm sure we'll have plenty of time for me to say that to you more, and in any way you want." Kario replied with a pleased look on his face. The reminder of everything they had planned the last time he had visited made a soft groan escape him. The hand running up his thigh only to grab his crotch didn't help matters any.

"Yup! Has a nice ring to it doesn't it?" Kario mused with a wide smile. He really did like the sound of introducing himself as the older man's naked lover from the picture. It really was an appealing thought to introduce himself like that next time, but he also liked the idea that they could tease each other and joke around like this. It was something he had to admit he hadn't had in any sort of relationship before. Even if he also wasn't sure anything he had before this could even be considered any type of relationship.

An amused and slightly curious look crossed his face when he was told that Devon could be protective, only to emphasis the very protective. "Protective, huh?" He mused with a smile. It was one more thing that he wasn't really used to. That didn't mean he didn't appreciate it though. "Maybe, but I love how amazing your eyes are. Your father's makes me feel like he's looking right through me. Which probably wouldn't be so far off." Kario replied. Maybe if he was shown a picture Devon's father at his age he would think that it was Devon, but he knew the older man's eyes would be a dead giveaway. Whereas he loved the golden color of the eyes of the blonde, the eyes of his father were anything but comforting.

"I can't see you being ruthless at all, much less like him." Kario admitted his voice taking on a softer but sincere tone. He really couldn't see the older man being a ruthless person, unless maybe the situation truly called for it. Even then though Kario didn't think that was something the other was really capable of being. But he wasn't one to say that for sure considering he knew he had a lot to learn about the blonde.

It was hard for Kario to keep his gaze off of the bulge in the other's pants. So he wasn't really surprised to hear the other say that for a moment he had forgotten just how appealing his hard cock was to him. That made a smirk cross Kario's face as he looked up from the bulge and into the other's golden eyes. "I can't help but find your hard cock appealing and extremely tempting." He replied with an almost hungry look on his face. It really was hard to keep his mind focused when he wanted nothing more than to give the other's hard cock attention.

Knowing just how easily his body reacted simply to the other's words and fantasies he was painting in his mind was slightly embarrassing. But not enough to keep his mind from focusing on those ideas and how much he wanted them to happen himself. A groan parted his lips at the idea of them both sitting at the table in such a manner while they made conversation with Clarence and Devon's mother. That was not a remotely appealing thought to him, if anything it sounded torturous. "If I have to stay like this through the entire meal I'm going to die." He complained. Even if he knew that was an exaggeration it felt very real at this point.

"As long as you let me know when you're on your way home I will happily be waiting naked for you at the door." Kario said with a smile, his voice making it clear it was a promise. It wasn't like he was going to complain about any chance he may have to be naked for the blonde, but he knew if it was a pleasing idea to Devon he really could make it a habit to be waiting there by the door when he got home.

Sitting on the bed watching the other hunt in the drawer he listened when he was told what he was looking for. Kario didn't know why it was surprising, considering both of their problems. It seemed as if the blonde was having a hard time remembering where he had put it though, causing him to look in multiple places before seeming to find it in a drawer on the opposite side of the bed than he had originally started to look for it. He couldn't help the excitement that seemed to increase in him when he heard Devon exclaim that he had found it only for the door to open before he even had the chance to get off the floor revealing the other's mother once more.

Kario turned his attention to the woman and couldn't help the soft laugh when the other was reprimanded for his tone. It was amusing to see their relationship, still so much like a mother and son despite the fact that Devon was quite clearly and adult. It also seemed like an almost childlike interaction for a moment, like this was something that would have happened even when the blonde was younger even if not exactly for the same reason. The news that the food had arrived and was set up made him realize that he was actually hungry. Today had been hectic in more than one way. Turning his gaze back to the older man when his mother left again he watched him as he remained on the floor leaning against the table the lamp was resting on.

"I don't know about you, but it won't take much for me to get my release... and I definitely will not be able to handle sitting at a table like this and pretending that my body isn't more focused on something else." Kario replied moving closer to where Devon was resting on the floor beside the bed. Carefully leaning down and pressing his lips softly against the other's he gave him a small smile.

"Let's get our release, then we'll join them." He murmured on the blonde's lips. Kario wasn't sure how dinner would go if he was going to be forced to hold out until after for his release. So it probably was for the best, even if under a time constraint that they get off now before joining the other two to eat.

December 31, 2017

A dry laugh came from the governor when the black haired said that at least Harvey Flint didn’t gossip about Devon’s sex life on television as this was not really making anything better. “He certainly won’t but I never feared him or any other representatives of local industries, companies or cooperations to engage in this. They definitely aren’t happy about this as it threatens their ideal outcome as well as my father’s ideal outcome of the election but they will continue to support me because Claris Miller would be the worst thing happening to them, hence they have no other choice. Additionally they are honest if they say that they don’t care about my private life or me for that matter, what they care about is what’s best for their businesses and with whom on top their business will stay on top and will be able to do their thing unimpeded and to gain the most profit. They usually don’t hold specific ideologies or traditionalist values and this is more about good deals for their businesses than about politics to them anyway.” He explained. “If I’ll lose the election however they will get back at me for losing because they have invested in me and they expect me to win.”

Thinking about Harvey for a moment his laugh sounded at least somewhat amused again. “He is scared as hell, almost shitting his pants. Have you seen his angry face and tense body language? He doesn’t want this to happen to him too. I wonder how his and my next business meeting will go since he now knows that I was the “retard” who had been at the brothel earlier than him two times and I know he was pissed about it. I also only talked to him in sign language in front of the brothel because he knows my voice and maybe I have pulled the middle finger at him.” He told Kario and scratched the back of his head.

Harvey Flint had been replaced by a random female citizen on the street who was apparently on a shopping tour on the TV screen now and the woman called Ashfield “one of those dirty, perverted old men” and made a sarcastic comment about how inappropriate behaviour of all kinds seemed to have become some sort of qualification standard for politicians these days and for whatever reason she guessed that he would probably sexually assault people and abuse his power and status in that way too. “I don’t sexually assault anyone, what is wrong with you people!?” The blond said to the TV getting a little angry at that accusation and his hands formed fists.

When he was given a quick kiss from Kario he relaxed a little again and looked into those deep dark brown eyes of the young male. His facial expression softened a bit when the other told him that at least something positive had come from all of this. The blond sighed and nodded. “Yes, at least I have won you for me and not only lost everything.” The politician said sounding a little tired in that moment as all of that was a exhausting in a sense.

Ashfield understood that the other didn’t know what would happen and what would help him to deal with the lack of sex he would experience now that he wasn’t at the brothel anymore so he nodded.

“I don’t have any idea either; I don’t know anything about dealing with addictions hence my second suggestion. But I think you’ll figure out what could help you and can make it easier for you soon enough, just make sure to let me know if you need anything from me or I can help you in some way. And don’t think about money, money is not a problem.” He let the other know that he could count on him and that he would be there for him during that process too.

This smirk appeared on his lips again at the other’s words. “I think so too, I’ll make sure to make you scream my name a lot.” He whispered into his ear and his other hand was wandering up from his arse and was shoved under the young male’s shirt touching the skin on his back.

“Absolutely!” Devon smiled in amusement. “It’s incredibly classy.” He said in a joking manner regarding how the black haired would introduce himself to the next person who would ask him. “I think it’s splendid for breaking the ice too.” The blond found and winked at the other man.

“You seem surprised by that!” he commented Kario’s reaction towards him telling the other that he was a protective guy with a short laugh. He really was though, he still wanted to punch everyone who had caused the young male pain or had treated him badly and that included Harvey Flint. It actually had taken some discipline from him to act completely normal towards the man from the automobile industry at the dinner in his parent’s mansion. And then there was that kind of protectiveness that went along with his possessiveness which could also lead to him getting jealous and territorial. Devon could act a little different as he normally would if he was in love, granted he only had been in love twice, once with Jeff and now with Kario.

A one sided smile appeared on his face when Kario was talking about how his father’s eyes made him feel and the blond knew that the younger male wasn’t the only one feeling like that about the gaze of his old man. “He usually has that piercing freezing look as if he was reading and judging the people at the same time. It doesn’t get better when he is furious believe me. I have seen him making grown men crumble with his stare only. If I hadn’t grown up with him he would probably creep me out too.” The governor let the other know with another dry laugh. Devon sometimes had asked himself what his mother had found in his father and how someone like his father could actually make a marriage work for so many decades. He knew it wasn’t the money as his mother had been successful and not exactly poor herself.

The blond blushed lightly at the black haired saying he couldn’t imagining him being ruthless and he would have liked to agreed to this but even though he was nowhere near the level of his father his vest wasn’t completely white anymore either, he was by far not an angel. He was corrupt and he had knowledge about his father’s actions but he had never attempted to keep him from doing what he did or only voiced disagreement, not even when it had concerned his own matters. Not when Ashfield senior had visited his ex-wife with Smith and Michalski and had threatened her and her family to shut her up and not when all of a sudden some of the men he had had affairs with in the past and who had attempted to extort him had had serious accidents. “You’re probably giving me too much credit here.” He muffled feeling a little embarrassed.

His eyes blinked hungrily and he had to pull himself together to not hump Kario when he told him that he indeed found his hard cock appealing and tempting while he was eying his bulge like that.

“My cock find’s you and your cute little hole extremely tempting as well.” He said in a playful tone and his dick was twitching in his trousers what made him groan in frustration another time.

Laughing at the other saying he would die if he had to sit on the table with Clarence and his mother like that he kissed the young man’s cheek. “I couldn’t be responsible for you dying so we’ll have to make sure that this won’t happen.” He said in playful way and he wasn’t keen on sitting on the table with the both of them like this as well, he hated the thought and he would probably get crazy if he had to sit there with his boner and his mind focussed on wanting to fuck Kario.

He could understand why the black haired was laughing when his mother treated him like a child once more and he hated when she did that. But whenever he had told her that he was an adult and she shouldn’t treat him as if he was a child she had said that no matter how old he would grow that he would always stay her child and that he could say whatever he wanted. It was bad enough when Jeff laughed his arse off and made fun of him whenever he witnessed something like that between him and her but Jeff was older than Devon with his fifty-years while Kario was younger than him what made it somehow more embarrassing for the politician.

Fortunately he apparently hadn’t lost his sexual attractiveness to the other due to that interaction with his mother though and Ashfield chuckled when he heard the younger male’s words. “I feel as if I’d burst if you only do as much as to touch my dick.” The governor said and he was exaggerating but he definitely was incredibly horny and in heat. “And it isn’t only my body that’s focussed on something else than eating and making conversation, my mind is as well.” He let him know and lifted his head up from the lamp desk to look at the other man as a soft kiss was pressed against his lips which he embraced.

“I’m more than glad to hear that, I would have hated sitting in the dining hall like that.” He told the other with a grin as he got up from the floor and finally locked the door. He didn’t wait another second before he stripped himself off of his trousers and boxers on his way to his bed exposing a rock hard veiny cock to the black haired while still dressed in the white shirt and the black tie which he didn’t intent to get rid of now.

Getting onto the bed he pressed the other onto the mattress kissing him in a dominant greedy way letting his tongue lead the one of the younger man. When he broke the kiss his hands had already stripped the other off of his trousers and now he was taking his teeth to pull down the black haired man’s boxers as well and the other’s dick was jumping out right into his face. He gave if a lick as if it was an ice lolly, while his golden eyes gave Kario a heated look. “Since we don’t have this much time, I’ll suggest we’re giving each other’s dicks attention simultaneously again.” The governor suggested in a lusty tone with his telling grin all over his face when he shifted his body so that his cock was right over the other’s face and his face over the other’s cock and this time they wouldn’t just do it to get hard.

Devon took his hand to accompany the tongue that was swirling around the head and the mouth that was sucking the tip enjoying the other’s taste.

Trophies and Medals · January 1, 2018

Kario tried to keep up with what Devon was saying, but he found himself quite easily confused by it all. Having not had to keep up with much for the past few years, realizing just how much the older man had to deal with and keep straight was more than a little confusing. He hoped that his confusion wasn't really obvious as he tried to keep up with all of it. Out of everything that was said though there was something that caught his attention. "You mean the woman on TV who tried to compare you to a slave owner?" Kario asked trying to match a face with the name of the man's competitor in the election. He really didn't know anything about her except for the little he had heard from the blonde and what she had said on TV. Based off of what she had said on the news though he was pretty sure he wouldn't be fond of her himself. He did know he'd probably have to hear more of whatever crap she had to say before truly making an opinion though.

Shrugging it off he shifted and met the blonde's golden eyes, "That's not his normal face?" Kario asked when he was questioned on if he had seen the man's angry face and tense body language. To him that was a normal sight, he hadn't realized that it was the man being angry, or at the very least not anymore than normal. He was a little amused to hear about the interactions Devon had with the other though when he had shown up early enough to be the first to visit him. It had not gone unnoticed to him that the days after Devon had been his first customer were always unpleasant thanks to that man. But he had never really thought it was because of the fact that the blonde had kept beating him to him in the morning and interrupting a very long routine. He had just thought it had been for other reasons.

Kario shrugged though, "It's not like he didn't deserve it." He mused. It was true though, he did feel like the other had probably deserved more than just the blonde flipping him off. He was also sure that he wasn't the only one who thought that, though maybe he had a little more of a reason to feel that way. Looking back on when he had first started he couldn't even really remember how long he had worked there before being introduced to the man. It hadn't been very long, that was the best he could do when it came to pinpointing just how long that routine had been going on.

His attention seemed to be pulled back to the TV screen at the same time the older man's was. The random woman they seemed to be talking to now didn't seem to have anything nice to say about the photo and what it had uncovered. A small frown crossed his face at the other's words, hearing what she was stupid enough to think. It was Devon's own words that brought his dark eyes to land back on the older man again. "I know you don't, and anyone with a brain should be smart enough to see that you don't either." Kario said his voice taking on a caring tone. It didn't make any sense to him that someone would think that the older man would sexually assault anyone, or that this picture gave anyone the right to judge his actions. If they had voted for him before, it had been for a reason. Something as stupid as the blonde's sexual preference or the fact that he had paid to have sex with him was a ridiculous reason to be treating him in such a manner and judging him so harshly. It came back to the fact that Kario truly didn't understand why people couldn't stay out of other people's private lives and had to comment and judge on things that were truly none of their concern.

Seeing how the older man seemed to relax slightly from is kiss was a slight relief that the older man could be eased even if slightly. Especially noticing how his look even seemed to soften a bit as their gazes met and he had finished speaking. Reaching out he gently ran a hand through the older man's blonde hair again. It had been awhile since he had done so, and he really enjoyed running his fingers through the soft locks. He hoped it would also act in a soothing manner having heard and noticed the way that Devon seemed to be tired.

Listening as he was told that the older man didn't know what would help him either, and that he didn't know anything about dealing with adictions. Kario assumed that he probably could see a specialist but... he wasn't really sure what he would be told. Much less how useful it would actually be. Still, he knew it wouldn't hurt to maybe speak with one, at the very least get an idea of where to start. "A specialist might help... at least give me an idea of where to begin." There really was part of Kario that didn't like the idea that the older man may have to spend a bunch of money on him to help him with a problem that he had brought upon himself. It was his own fault he had ended up in the brothel, and it was his fault his body had grown addicted to something that no one person would ever be able to keep up with. It just wasn't fair that because of his own choices the blonde would have to spend money on him. Not to mention the idea of having to use toys or some other method to ease his body and help with the withdrawal truly wasn't interesting. It wasn't appealing, and it was something he had never thought he might have to do in order to deal with the consequences of his actions. Actions he did without truly thinking them over.

A sharp surge of pleasure shot down his spine at the whispered words into his ear, it was enough to make him moan again, feeling the hand that was shoved beneath the fabric of his shirt and running over the heated skin of his back. His whole body felt heated as he turned his head slightly to meet the gaze of the older man, a rather desperate look on his own face. The young man was more than positive that Devon had known his words would be received in such a manner when he had said them. He'd be lying to say that he wasn't looking forward to such moments, even if he didn't outright admit them. Kario was sure the look on his face and the way his body was reacting was more than enough.

Giving Devon a small smile he didn't try to deny that he had been surprised to hear the older man was protective. "I guess a lot of my surprise just comes from never really knowing any guys with a protective side before." He admitted with a sheepish look. It really wasn't something he was used to being present in the men that had been in his life. His father might have been when he was little, but if the man had been it was far enough back that he couldn't remember any instances of it. That didn't mean he hadn't been of course, but it just meant he had been unaware of it. To think that someone in his life was protective now was an odd concept, though not a bad one in his opinion.

Glad to hear he wasn't the only one who got creeped out by the gaze of the older man's father. It was relieving to think that he wasn't the only one who had received a look like that from the colder man. Didn't make it any better, but at least he could feel like it was a little less personal.

Tilting his head slightly he barely caught what Devon said next, mainly because the words themselves were mumbled. Turning his dark eyes back tot he blonde, watching him for a moment. "Hmm... I don't think so." He murmured in response. He had barely managed to catch the fact that the other had said he was probably giving him to much credit. Even if that may be true, considering the fact that he really didn't know as much about the older man as others did. Still, he truly felt like the blonde couldn't be a ruthless person, or at the very least not in such a way as his father. There was still something that made him feel like there was more there that he didn't know that maybe he should. While another part of him truly didn't care, since it was the past. Or at least, he hoped it was.

A pleased look crossed his face upon hearing that the older man's words again. How could his body not react to hearing such a thing? It was virtually impossible, and he felt like he wouldn't be able to hang on for another second without some relief. He didn't know whose body wouldn't react to hearing such a thing from someone they were quite clearly smitten with. Especially considering how aroused he had been prior to hearing those words.

Kario was truly glad to hear that he wasn't alone when it came to not having wanted to sit at the table in such a state and have a conversation with the blonde's mother and Clarence while they ate. So he very easily embraced the fact that despite being under a time constraint that they were going to make this work. His eyes never left Devon when the older man finally got up from the floor and managed to lock the door before there could be anymore interruptions. An obvious hunger and sparkle appeared in his eyes as he watched him stripp of his pants and boxers as he made his way back to the bed.

There was something extremely hot about it, and he found himself truly lost to anything that was not the view of the man before him. Happily he returned the kiss, finding the dominance being exhibited in the kiss alone enough to make him moan on it's own. He didn't even care that he was being pressed back against the mattress again, feeling his pants being slipped down and pulled off of him before the kiss was even broken. He had to give it to the blonde that he was able to focus on even getting his pants off him when he was to occupied by the kiss himself to focus on much of anything else.

As it broke he took the chance to catch his breath, dark eyes hungrily watching the blonde as he moved down his body to take his boxers between his teeth and remove them that way. A deep groan escaped from his throat at the sight, as if he wasn't already so close to his climax. The lick it was given made his muscles tense for a moment, not having realized just how much he needed this release until he was finally being given the attention his body knew it needed.

There was no complaint from him when he heard the suggestion for just how they were going to make this time constraint work. He didn't have to wait long before the blonde was moving, position himself so his cock was presented to Kario who happily and without even hesitating lifted his head up so he could run his tongue along the hard length. Focusing his mind on the task that was being set to him in an attempt to not focus too much on the attention that his own hard cock was receiving.

It was easier said than done, moans slipping from him as he continued to lavish the hard member presented to him with attention. For a moment still teasing it with licks along the whole length and stroking it. Kario admired the handsome cock before him, enjoying the little aspects of it before he finally took it into his mouth. Paying particular attention to the head before allow it to sink more fully into his mouth. Every time he moaned the vibrations were sent up through the member he was taking deeper and deeper with each movement until he was able to take in the whole length.

He could feel his own release building inside of him. His body teetering precariously on the edge, feeling the way the muscles in his thighs and abdomen tensed as he struggled to fight against his climax, wanting it to last just a little longer. Unfortunately for him, his lack of release already today and the way the other's mouth seemed to work so perfectly on his hard member was to much. It didn't take him long to reach his climax, feeling himself releasing into the blonde's mouth as he moaned around the length in his own mouth. His own release did not stop him from continuing to lavish the member in his own mouth with attention, if anything it encouraged him to do more to bring Devon his release as well.

January 2, 2018

Ashfield looked at Kario when he asked whether Claris Miller was the woman who had been interviewed on the news before and he nodded. “Exactly, that’s Claris the self declared saviour of the poor people except that she is not and was never poor. She owns a bakery and is a middle class citizen.” The blond informed the young man about his political opponent. “It’s not a big deal that she compares me to a slave owner, she has done it before. Last time I have been a misogynist in her eyes though. Her accusations aren’t exactly constructive and don’t lead anywhere, they are a distraction from the real political discourse and discussion that needs to be had.” The blond let the other know but left out the part where he had gotten back to her for defaming him on the media by making Jeff leak information about Clarisse’s private life, criminal record and her avoidant habits when it came to paying her taxes. He also wouldn’t say that his opponent had appeared in his office afterwards swearing revenge and that she would destroy him what he had not taken seriously as all of this would just make the black haired’s opinion about politics and politicians even worse.

In hindsight he should have taken this threat seriously as she had even gone as far as to hire a private detective and let him observe Devon 24/7 and now everyone knew that he was into men and had sex with a man significantly younger than him who on top of that had been a prostitute whose client he had been. “She is the one who has sent the private detective and is responsible for this wonderful outing all over the news. Maybe she should have really relocated to North Korea like my father had said in an interview once because he sees her as a communist.” He told the other.

A loud laugh escaped him when Kario asked if that was not Harvey’s normal face. “No, he usually just looks a little grumpy. I have even seen him smiling a few times though.” He let the younger man know and he grinned widely when the former prostitute said that the man from the automobile industry deserved it. “He certainly did deserve it.” He agreed in amusement. “But if I would pull the middle finger at everyone who deserved it or would treat people how they deserved it in general I would be an incredibly bad politician. I can’t go around insulting people even if I can’t stand them like business partners such as Harvey or worse journalists, I have to stay professional and diplomatic towards them too. It’s exhausting but otherwise I would be seen as an unprofessional idiot whom one wouldn’t want to trust with leading a state or anything at all.” The blond explained. “I have only done that because I was in disguise and Flint didn’t recognise me as me otherwise I wouldn’t have done it even though I would still love to kick the shit out of him for mistreating you.”

A deep sigh was to hear from him and he was burying his face in his hands for a moment. “Probably but most people don’t seem to use their brains at least not in a rational way. They interpret and understand what they want to and what fits their agenda. This woman most likely never liked me and never voted for me and now she sees an opportunity to project onto me what she wants to see in me to legitimise and find a reason for her hate for me as a person.” He told the black haired. “There will be a lot of idiotic accusations and speculations coming and the worst thing is I will not be given the luxury of ignoring all of this. Today I am officially sick but tomorrow I won’t be anymore, hence I will have to face the journalists and will have to sit in the studio for an interview since in their eyes I owe the people an explanation and as the governor I have to give it to them if I want them to even consider me as a voteable option again.” The blond man said not looking happy at all. “Plus, I am not even going to look at my phone right now as I am certain that the people of my party want to rant to me and scold me for this disaster as well.”

“All that stupid drama, the senseless reciprocal accusations is what makes me hate campaigning. It’s dumb and I feel degraded from a politician to an entertainer in a TV show while that’s on.” Devon commented before the kiss eased him up a little.

The blond male leaned his head into the touch of the other man’s hand that was caressing him and was stroking his hair like that and he enjoyed that kind of touch.

He gave Kario a soft smile when he said that a specialist might not be such a bad idea to help him to figure out how to start. “I’ll tell Clarence that he should find a renowned one specialised on addictions and make you an appointment there.” Ashfield assured the other and it might sound a little weird but to him it was just normal to delegate such tasks to his assistant or secretary.

His eyes shone in a hungry nearly animalistic way when the young male’s body reacted that strongly and positively to his words. Imagining that the other would moan his name in pleasure like that was turning him on more and that desperate look that Kario gave him that seemed to scream “Fuck me!” to Devon was incredibly tempting and made him want to ravage the handsome body in front of him. He was pressing his own heated body onto the other’s more and stole another quick kiss from him, biting the black haired man’s lower lip lightly and playfully before he said:”Thinking about you moaning my name like that makes me want to fuck you right here on the floor. And you can’t even imagine how much you looking at me like that turns me on.”

The governor raised his eyebrows a little when the other said that he had never known any men who had been protective in any way what surprised the blond a little as it wasn’t a too uncommon trait in men to have the instinct to protect their loved ones. Even his father who loved his alligator more than his son was protective to the family in a really twisted way and he was extremely eager to protect the family name and honour. But maybe Kario just had not experienced a man truly valuing and loving him before, that was a possible explanation too. “Well, now you know one.” He let him know with a positive smile.

It was nice that the young man didn’t think that he was giving Devon too much credit there but the blond knew the other couldn’t really know that he actually was doing that. There were sides of him he didn’t want Kario to see or to know about. The other seemed like such an upright person and Ashfield was certain that the black haired wouldn’t appreciate such things about him.

The impatient and hungry way the other was looking at him made him even more impatient himself and while he was teasing and licking the pulsating cock of the younger man before him he heard the other moan before he could finally feel the wet tongue of Kario on his own throbbing cock. A roaring moan escaped the blond, his dick twitched and pleasure was floating over him as his manhood had craved this attention that whole time and was now finally receiving it.

He appreciated the young man’s cock in front of his eyes and he couldn’t help but to notice how much he liked its aesthetics again. It could have been the dick of one of his statues and even though the governor was not an artist he was certain that every artist would have deemed it art as well. The more he was thinking about it the greedier his tongue and mouth got while he looked at it as if he wanted to devour the delicious member before him.

It wasn’t difficult to take the whole length deep into his mouth, while he started to move his head and gave the other’s balls some attention with his hand swallowing the other’s pre-cum. At the same time he couldn’t stop himself from thrusting into Kario’s mouth as the amount of pleasure the tightness of the other’s throat was making him feel was too great and made his eyes fall half shut and made him moan deeply. Ashfield felt like his cock was melting in the other’s mouth as his body was heating up and sweat was appearing on his skin.

The other man’s climax didn’t come as a surprise, he had felt the indication from the young man’s cock in his mouth and the way the other’s body tensed and he bucked into his throat before shooting his load into Devon’s mouth. It went right down his throat and the politician gave the black haired man’s dick free but not without licking it again and shoving his tongue between the head and the foreskin to lick off the remaining cum before he moaned, too loudly now that he wasn’t muffled down by the cock in his mouth, another time as his body was still being electrified by the pleasure that he was receiving. He bit his lips as he should have been more careful and not as loudly as the door couldn’t really keep anyone from hearing the noises coming out of the bedroom. Then again he had a deep and reedy voice in general and the other’s mouth and throat was just feeling too good.

Ashfield decided to reposition himself and he pulled his cock out of the black haired’s mouth for second to lean his torso against the headboard of the bed before he pulled Kario over to him, squeezed the other’s arse before he led his head down to his pre-cum leaking throbbing thing again pushing the young man’s head down and thrusting his hips up – even though he hadn’t planned to do the latter – and he leaned his head back into his neck against the headboard letting his body be consumed by that exciting feeling of pleasure.

His fingers buried themselves into the black mane and from time to time he was pressing the other’s head down automatically. When he felt that he was near to orgasm himself, his muscles tensed up and his mind went completely blank. He bucked up into the other’s throat, his hands clung into the other’s hair way too strongly and his golden eyes shut completely and he couldn’t keep himself from releasing a deep moan again together with the words “God! Fuck!” as he ejaculated into the other’s throat.

Feeling his muscles relax again he didn’t grant himself to catch his breath as he was already pulling the other up into a breathless, wild, dirty kiss that tasted of their cum and when they parted lips and tongues there was a sting of salvia connecting them and his golden eyes looked into brown with a flaming sight.

Trophies and Medals · January 3, 2018

Kario listened when the man confirmed that was who Claris was. This time he was able to keep up with what the blonde said, even if he wasn’t truly pleased with what he said. Still, Kario knew better than to allow someone else to influence his opinion of someone he had not seen or heard enough of to judge himself. Even if he was not remotely pleased or impressed to hear that she was one of those politicians campaigning on the backs of the poor and had never herself been poor. In fact, he learned instead that she owned a bakery which made him frown and give a soft sigh. It was those types of people who claimed to be running on their behalf and constantly failed them, never following up on promises but running that way to get votes from people who thought they would be helping.

It was frustrating to him, knowing that someone who had no idea what the poor were even going through was using them for their campaign. What caught his attention next made him roll his eyes, it really did make him feel like those in politics just seemed to say stupid things about other people that were not remotely true in an attempt to make the other person look so bad that people are forced to vote for you. Considering that he didn’t really know what Devon’s campaign was though he knew in a sense the same went for the older man. As unappealing as that thought was he knew it was just part of politics and getting elected. So he was going to ignore it, as long as the older man was honest with him he had no reason to care if he was with others.

What stunned him was hearing that she was also the reason that picture of them even existed, much less was released and now on the news. That just made him not like her even more. Where he had nothing to lose, he knew the same could not be said for Devon. It bothered him that someone would want to hurt him in this manner. To think that anyone would release such photos of another just because of a stupid election. Then again, not being in politics himself and not having an interest in them meant that he didn’t really understand how important such elections were to those running. It still didn’t make him feel like releasing something so personal and private was right.

A look crossed Kario’s face that he was sure came off as if he thought the older man was crazy. Hearing that he had actually seen the other man smile. It was odd to him, a concept he didn’t quite get as far as that particular client had gone. He had never seen a smile cross the man’s face, hell, Kario wasn’t sure there was ever a time the man was nice. Decent maybe, but that was about as good as it got at least in regards to him. Which now that he was thinking about it seemed about right. When Devon agreed that the other had deserved it a small smile spread across his face. Though Kario listened when the blonde explained to him that someone in his position still couldn’t go around flipping people off even if they deserved it. That he had to be professional at all times even if he didn’t like someone. That was a concept he didn’t fully understand, so instead of trying to get into it more he just shrugged.

What he heard next made him feel bad for what the older man had to go through. He felt liked the blonde didn’t owe anyone an explanation for his actions. Felt like the older man had the right to spend his life doing what he wanted, and being with who he wanted. It wasn’t like he had hurt anyone. It came back to the fact that Kario truly didn’t understand why people had to be this way. Why judge someone else’s life? Did it really make them feel better about their own? It was ridiculous. He was glad the kiss he had given the blonde had helped ease him a little even more now. There was an ache he felt for Devon, one that made him wish he could make it so the older man never had to face the problems that stupid picture had caused.

But he couldn’t. There was nothing he could do to shield him from what had happened. For now all he could do was keep him occupied with other subject matters and hope it was enough.

Kario was a little surprised that the older man seemed to so easily think of having Clarence find a specialist for him and make the appointment. It felt a bit weird that another person was going to be aware of the fact that there was a problem and he needed to see a specialist at all. He hid his surprise well though, it wasn't that big of a deal after all. The older man did say he was Devon's assistant so he figured things like this was something that Devon was just used to having Clarence do for him. Even if this was quite different than what he probably asked the other man.

The quick kiss and the playful bite to his lower lip made it so he moaned softly again, their eyes locking as it was broken. He wasn't really surprised by Devon's words but they did make him wish that it was possible for them to do that. It sucked that it really wasn't at least right now. Struggle to try to get a grasp on his body he bit his lip gently, trying to real his body in.

"I do." Kario agreed with a smile and small nod. It was true that he now knew a guy who was protective. In the end Kario truly didn't mind, it was something he could easily deal with and it wasn't like he felt anything was going on that would bring that side out of the blonde. Granted he didn't know what exactly would bring that side out of the other man as well.

He wasn't really surprised that his own release was so easy to coax out of him, it hadn't taken much and he had been a little bummed that it had ended so early. Still, it meant he was able to focus a little better on what he was doing himself since his body and mind was no longer being distracted by the pleasure he had been receiving. He was a little surprised when he was suddenly pulled up and off Devon's hard cock. It had been after he had managed to bring out a rather loud moan from his partner which only confused him more.

Dark eyes watched the older man as he positioned himself differently, leaning his torso against the headboard before he was pulled back over to him. The squeeze to his ass made a pleasant sound escape him before he was redirected back to the other's leaking cock. Again he was caught off guard when the other's hips thrust up while he was lead down to it. He had willingly opened his mouth to take it back in, allowing the other's throat to bury it deep within his mouth again. A muffled moan escaped him as his dark eyes looked up and met the golden gaze of Devon.

The fingers burying in his hair just encouraged him to please the other even more. He wanted to bring Devon to his climax, to give the blonde the release he quite clearly wanted and needed. The hand in his hair that encouraged his movements by pressing his head down onto his cock from time to time didn't bother him. It at least let him know that the older man was feeling good enough to want more. Doing his best to continue to suck the member in his mouth. Running his tongue along the underside of the shaft and paying particular attention to the head whenever he was able to pull up far enough to allow himself to do so.

The only warning he received when the blonde neared his climax was the tensing of the muscles in front of his face, the sudden strong grip of his fingers in his hair and the thrust up into his throat. It buried the older man deeper than he had expected him to go but there wasn't any resistance from him as he received the other's release. Happily and a bit greedily swallowing it down the best he could with how deep the other was buried inside of his mouth a last moan escaping him from around the length.

His breaths were coming out rather sharply when he was being pulled up their lips meeting in a breathless kiss. Of course he eagerly returned it, wrapping his arms loosely around the older man's neck. "I love you so much." Kario murmured onto the other's lips as their eyes met and he managed to finally catch his breath. He didn't even care that a string of saliva currently still connected them. Hell, he was just really happy that the person he had wanted, and at one point been told he could not have was in front of him, his. He truly felt like this was a win, and that things from this point on was going to be better.

Having someone special in his life that he truly cared about wasn't something Kario was used to. But he did know that he'd do anything to keep Devon happy, not just with him but in general. It really did feel nice to be able to be in the arms of the person he truly desired. Even if it did make this all still feel a little more like a dream.

Unfortunately he knew they had to get dressed and head down to eat. That did not mean he was in any hurry to pull away from Devon though. On the contrary actually, he pressed his body closer to the others and pressed their lips together again in a deep kiss. Eyes drifting shut as he tightened his arms around the older man.

January 3, 2018

The gold in his eyes was glowing and he breathed heavily and he pressed Kario closer towards him with one arm wrapped around the other’s back and the other hand firmly gripping the young male’s butt when he heard him exclaiming his love for Devon again. “I love you too!” he said with a smile on his thin lips and a husky longing voice before the black haired man’s lips met his again for another kiss. Ashfield kissed him back as if he wanted to eat him up completely and his hand was automatically wandering up under the man’s shirt while the other one was squeezing his arse again.

When their lips parted the blond felt like something was missing and he felt the urge to connect them again but he knew that they should head downstairs for the food. “Now I am even less thrilled of going down to eat. I’m more hungry for you than sea food.” He admitted but attempted to leave the bed. He got the young man a playful slap onto his arse with the words: “I really love that hot little arse of yours!” and a smirk and then stood up collecting his boxers and trousers from the ground of the bedroom and got fully dressed again.

After he was fully dressed he waited for Kario to get into his trousers as well and then took the other man’s hand leaving the room and going down the marble stairs and Devon realised that his feet got a little cold and that he should have put on some shoes again but he was too lazy to get back to his shoes and would just stay in his white tennis socks instead. “You haven’t seen my dining hall yet have you?” he asked and led the other to a huge door behind which a wide hall awaited them that looked as if some Romans would storm in every minute to follow the emperor’s invitation to have a huge feast. The guys from the catering service were already gone and the table was loaded with way too much food that four people wouldn’t be able to eat all. “How do you like my dining hall and what you’ve seen from my mansion so far?” the governor asked Kario in a tone that sounded rather proud of his place.

His mother was already sitting at the table “There you are! You have taken so long and still haven’t managed to put on some shoes.” She criticised her son. “You’re not leaving a good impression on your guest.” The woman said and looked to Kario. Devon sighed and then smiled at her:”I have already left a good impression on him, good enough for him to say that he loves me at least.” His mother blinked her eyes with the long arse fake lashes and then screeched in excitement like some school girl who had seen a cute animal or a nice handbag. “Finally you found someone again Devon. And he is adorable, unlike Jeff who is way too cheeky.” She seemed happy about it and stood up, took Kario’s wrist, pulled him over to her and made him sit next to her. The blond silently formed the word “Sorry!” towards the black haired and then got back to his mother. “You only say that about Jeff because he once criticised your hairstyle when you decided to dye it red and wear those weird braids Eurodance musicians had in the 90ies.” He said and she clicked her tongue again and turned to Kario. “I looked really stunning with those!”

Ashfield laughed at that and then turned his head around to Clarence who seemed stressed and anxious and was sweating while talking in an atypically loud tone on the phone. “No, you delete it right now! You can’t do this to me, he is my friend’s son and I work for him. Why do you do that! No, this is not the truth. I don’t even know what it is but the truth it is not. Nobody is trying to cover that global operation because there is none. Henry, listen to me .....” the old man looked onto his phone in a disappointed and sad manner. “He hung up on me again.” He said and Ashfield laid his hand onto the man’s shoulder. “I’m so sorry Devon, I’ve tried to make him delete it but he won’t. Maybe I’ll contact Jeff and tell him to delete Henry’s complete account, I’m sorry.” He apologised again and the blond raised his eyebrows.

“It’s not your fault and you’re not responsible for your son’s doings. Please never place me next to him on any party anymore though. What has he written by the way?” he asked and Clarence handed him his phone where it showed his depressed son’s Twitter account where he stated that Devon fucking men was a part of the international elites plan to promote homosexuality and lead to the decay and genocide of the people. And that he wasn’t actually gay, that no one was but that this was all done for that operation. Ashfield rolled his eyes and handed the phone back to the old man. “This is insane but there is absolutely no reason to delete this, well for me, maybe for you because you might not want your son to be seen as a complete lunatic. What will he do next, wearing a tin foil hat because I am really an alien who wants to control his mind? Don’t worry Clarence, I’m good but your son needs help!” He let him know and led his assistant who was a little relieved that the younger man didn’t blame him to the table. “He really does need help.” The old man sighed.

He had just sat down on the table opposite to Kario, so that he could look at him, and next to Clarence when he saw that his mother had overloaded the young male’s plate with the food. “Mum do you want to make him throw up afterwards.” He asked and his mother crossed her arms. “He is a young man he needs to eat a lot.” She hissed and Devon sighed again. “You don’t have to eat all of this.” The governor assured the black haired when his mother was happily telling Clarence that Kario was his boyfriend and that she was glad that her son had a boyfriend again and wasn’t alone anymore.

This left the old assistant completely confused. And he looked at Devon’s mother, then to the governor and to Kario and he started to get uncomfortable and sweaty again. “I don’t think this can be called .... Devon you really shouldn’t ....even though your father.... I mean...” he tried to find some words to say it without sounding mean or offending someone, because Clarence always feared to come across as rude or mean. “Clarence, I have destroyed the contract, he is with me on his own decision and there is no money involved anymore.” He informed him and the chubby man let them hear a relieved sigh and got much less tense and nervous.

While they all ate, Devon’s mother was the one constantly talking and she wanted to know a lot of stuff from Kario, what his favourite designers and clothes were, if he had ever considered modelling, if he liked Paris (she just assumed he had been there), if he wanted to accompany her to the hairdresser after she would have brought him new clothes the next day and some normal things like how old he was and what he had done before he met Devon and had worked in the brothel. If she found it weird that he had been a prostitute and that her son had been his client she didn’t let any of it show at all unlike Clarence who found the whole situation a little odd and unconventional and who was afraid for Devon that Andrew wouldn’t like to hear that he had developed feelings for a former prostitute and he would give his son hell for it. And Clarence really liked the governor and was concerned for him.

Suddenly they heard the bell ringing and Clarence got up from the seat. “I’m going!” he offered immediately and went to see who it was what was really weird for the old man to do.

Trophies and Medals · January 3, 2018

The look in the older man's eyes made his own smiled widden, finding that the arm wrapping around his waist and pulling him closer made him extremely happy, feeling his body pressed against the blonde's once more. The hand firmly gripping his ass just made him want more than he was going to get at the moment. A pleased expression crossed Kario's face upon hearing Devon say that he loved him too. He was definitely going to get used to hearing that. Pleased by the way the kiss was returned and the feeling of the hand slipping under his shirt he moaned into it when his ass was squeezed again. His breath once more having picked up when the kiss was parted, his dark eyes looking up to meet with gold again.

His smile turned to a smirk when Devon spoke telling him how he was now even less thrilled to go downstairs and eat. The spark of pleasure that shot through him as he continued to speak made him want to continue what they had already started. Managing to get ahold of himself though he told himself there would be plenty of other chances for them to do things like that, right now they had something else they had to do. The light slapp to his ass made him give a heated look to the older man, though he was quite pleased that he loved his ass. "You'll have more than enough time to enjoy it later." He teased watching as Devon redressed.

A bit reluctantly he climbed off the bed and pulled his boxers and pants on making sure that his clothes were neat before he moved instantly towards Devon who was waiting for him. When his hand was taken into the larger one he shifted his to entwine their fingers, preferring he held the older man's hand in such a manner. Glancing up he listened as the other spoke and shook his head, "No. You father pretty much brought me straight to you." He replied with a small shrug as they moved towards the dining hall. He really did find the whole place rather impressive, and he'd be lying to say he wasn't excited to explore it and discover more of the building.

As they approached the huge door Kario took it in, it made him wonder if the door seemed as heavy as it look, and it looked rather heavy. Turning his attention back to his lover when the other spoke he flashed a large smile, "It's amazing." He replied not lying at all. He did find the whole building to be amazing, it really was something he could see Devon taking quite a bit of pride in, something he could already hear in the other's tone. He had every right to be proud of his home, and after their talk back at the brothel the way it was built wasn't surprising, but it was better than he had expected.

His attention was drawn from the blonde when he heard an increasingly familiar voice speak. Instantly his eyes moved down to the older man's feet to notice he indeed was not wearing shoes. Was it necessary in his own home though? Kario truly didn't care if the other was wearing his shoes or not, and he knew that Devon did not need to make a good impression on him, having already made many impressive ones instead. When the other did reply to his mother he was surprised by the high pitched sound that escaped the older woman. He hadn't even known that such a high sound was even capable of coming out of anyone, much less Devon's mother who really didn't in his eyes seem capable of producing such a sound. A blush sprouted up across his cheeks at her words, though he was glad that she seemed to like him and didn't want that to change, she really didn't know anything if much about him at all.

Once more he heard Devon's ex mentioned and he grew more curious about him. He wanted to learn more about the man that had slipped from the blonde and made this relationship even possible, but now really wasn't the time to ask. Stunned when his wrist was grabbed by the other's mother he managed to glance towards Devon as he was pulled along just in time to see the other mouthed the word sorry as he was ushered into the seat beside where the older woman had been sitting. His dark eyes turned back towards her when she told him that she had looked stunning in those. Truly, he didn't doubt it, but he was still a soft spoken person and found the sudden attention he had a little unnerving. Feeling himself grow anxious as he spared Devon another glance when his mother's eyes had left him for a moment as not to be insulting or rude.

He felt his attention being grabbed when he heard the voice of Clarence, at least this voice he was able to start getting to know as well. The man seemed like he wasn't happy with something and he was a bit curious but in the end it fell under those things that were none of his business. His attention pulled back to the blonde's mother when she seemed to think that his stomach was more than twice the size that it actually was. Watching as the plate in front of him filled with more food than he thought he had stomached in an average day at the brothel. He wouldn't say he had been starved, it just came down to the fact that he naturally didn't eat much.

Devon's voice broke through his thoughts when he was trying to figure out just how he was going to possibly eat all of that when he heard the other speak to his mother. Kario didn't miss how she had crossed her arms and said he needed to eat a lot since he was a young man. Young or not, he didn't think this was something anyone his age would be able to eat completely at this point. At least he would have to try to eat it all, that confirmation came from the blonde when he expressed that to him. It was good to know that he wasn't expected to eat all of it, and he did appreciate the fact that his mother seemed to care enough to think he needed the food since he was still young. He'd just have to get used to the fact that life outside of the brothel was a lot different.

Since the man's mother was currently occupied with Clarence he flashed the older man a smile. "That's a relief, I don't think I could eat all of it if I tried." He mused. What he wasn't expecting was to hear Clarence speak, the man kept cutting himself off and Kario was a little stunned by what he was saying much less what was being clearly unsaid. Did the other really think that he was here against his will at this point? That he was the other's boyfriend because of a contract and had no choice in the matter? That seemed like an odd concept and he didn't even think that was something that could have been forced on him even if he had remained under contract. Thankfully Devon was quick to explain that he wasn't here under contract and that there was no money involved anymore.

Kario noticed how Clarence seemed to relax upon hearing that and heard the relieved sigh that escaped the man. At least he was a bit more relaxed now. It made him feel better knowing that Clarence no longer thought he was here against his will and being made to do something he may not want. He did want this, and he was very much here because he wanted to be at this point.

Once more his attention was grabbed by the older woman, as she spoke to him. Asking him about a lot of things he had no idea about. Kario didn't even know of any designers much less their clothes and he carefully explained that to her. He had not come from a family where such a thing was something they were aware of, even though he didn't touch base on how his family had been growing up he just let her know that even before he had ended up where he had been he had not been in a position to know who designers were much less what designer clothes were available.

"Ah... no." Kario said a little stunned when he once more found himself being asked if he had ever considered modeling. At least this time he had an actual chance to answer her, though he spared Devon a quick glance. He highly doubted he was the modeling type after all. The question of if he liked Paris made him give the other a questioning look, "I've never been outside of the city." He replied. He had no idea if he liked Paris or not, he had never been there. So it felt unfair to try to say yes or no when he had no way of truly knowing. The more questions she asked him the more embarrassed he felt himself getting, especially when she asked about what he had done before he had met her son and started working at the brothel.

Deciding to postpone answering that question he instead answered a couple of her earlier ones that he had not had a chance to answer before she had continued to ask more questions. "I wouldn't mind going with you and I'm 22." Kario replied trying to figure out how he was going to go about answering that one question that made him truly embarrassed and self conscious knowing that no one here could truly understand and he had already been surprised that he had told Devon about his past before the brothel.

"I umm... before the brothel I kind of..." He found himself struggling trying to say it in a way that wouldn't make him feel as pathetic as he was sure it was going to sound. Giving Devon a quick look he tried to build up what courage he had to say it and just get it out of the way. But here he was sitting at the table with two other people who he didn't really know and telling them how he had been unable to survive on his own and had to sell his body even before the brothel just to be able to make it made him feel like he was even more out of place in the world.

Finally he just spit it out with a sigh and somewhat defeated look. "Before the brothel I struggled a lot. I worked what I could but still didn't make enough to live off of. I always had to choose between a roof over my head or food on the table so I... sold my body even before the brothel... in an attempt to make things a bit easier..." He trailed off not meeting the woman's gaze. He didn't feel like he had to give the full story of how exactly he had ended up at the brothel. Telling Clarence and Devon's mother that he had been on the verge of again being out on the streets and so had blindly signed a contract that he didn't even read and thus signed his life away didn't seem like a good idea, or like it was important right now.

The sound of the doorbell ringing broke him from his thoughts and he saw how quickly Clarence offered to get the door, immediately rising to do so and quickly leaving the room. Thinking that maybe that was something he always did he didn't think much of it as he tried to ignore the fact that he probably had both Devon an his mother's attention. Kario wasn't used to having such attention, and it was a little unnerving. It really was going to take him awhile to get used to things more fully.

Devon truly was the first person he had sex with who he felt a true desire towards. All of the other men, it had just been for survival. Before the brothel it was to help pay for a place to live and food, something he had constantly struggled to provide for himself. After the brothel it was because it was his job, he had to give his body to whoever could afford to pay the price. Even if he found them unattractive, even if they treated him like crap. Now, at least now he knew he was with someone who saw him as an actual person and not just an object to be used for sex. Devon didn't make him feel like he was just there as a hole for the other to get off with, he felt truly loved and cared for.

This was still a hard concept for him to get, and he was sure he'd have a few different moments where he would ask the older man why he loved him. But he also knew that when he did have those moments, Devon would be there to make his worries leave. He didn't feel like he was going to be tossed away or that the other was going to get bored of him. Kario didn't even care that the other was almost twice his age, he still loved him. Age really was just a number to him.

January 6, 2018

A pleased expression appeared on his face when Kario told him that he found his mansion amazing with a clear sincerity. Devon was not only proud of his mansion his heart hung on the building and the art inside of it. His place was built from his imagination and it was a part of his fantasy, some ideal world that had existed on his mind since he had been rather young and already fascinated by ancient Rome and Greece. The mansion actually told a lot about him and how allergic he reacted to anyone changing only a little thing in there showed how important it was to him. His ex-wife had never understood the fury within him when she had tried to put some of her things or decoration there and to bring some femininity into it even though this was the last thing Ashfield wanted in his mansion. “Wait until you’ve seen all of it, you will fall in love with this place.” The blond told the other smiling proudly.

When they sat on the table and Kario let him know that he probably couldn’t even eat all of the food Ashfield’s mother had put on his plate if he tried Devon chuckled:”I don’t think that anyone could, well I certainly couldn’t.” He let him know. “She’s just a little overly enthusiastic again.” He whispered so that his mother who talked to Clarence couldn’t hear it. “My mother wasn’t happy with me being alone this whole time and not dating. She had even attempted to set me up with some of her designer friends even though she knew that I couldn’t date anyone and that my father had told me to stay abstinent and not have sex with men anymore from the time I entered the political world on.”The blond let the younger male know and even though it might sounded odd for his mother and his father it was rather common that they wanted something different for their son and sabotaged each other.

Misses Ashfield looked shocked when he told her that he had not thought about modelling before and had never even left the city and hence had not been to Paris and the governor feared that she would say something unfitting what made his golden eyes examine her trying to figure out what she would do. “You really haven’t thought about it? You’re such a handsome fellow though and there are designers who would fight over someone who looks like you representing their collections. Honey, you should definitely start giving it a thought now, you could be great in the fashion world. My husband’s cooperation always needs models for advertisements too. Mei has modelled for the cooperation as well and she is a world-famous supermodel now. She probably would still model for us if my husband hadn’t made her marry Devon back then. This was a really stupid idea and she was such a nice young lady, she hadn’t deserved to be fooled with like this.” She told the black haired gesticulating with her gloved hands in an overly feminine way and then sending her son a look that condemned him for having participated in that plan to establish a token family what made him feel like an idiot for having even tried. Even though she loved her son his mother had taken the side of Mei regarding that issue, maybe because she was a woman too, or because she just thought that it had been deeply unfair to marry her as a gay man who couldn’t love her this way.

Regarding Paris her golden eyes stayed on the governor. “Did you hear that Devon, he has never left the city before! You will change this and travel with him. You’ll show him Paris and Rome and Tokyo and New York.” She demanded and Ashfield gave her an annoyed look. “Yes I will travel with him, I’ve planned to do so when I have the time anyway. I wanted to show him my hunting l.....” he was cut off by her before he could end his sentence. “He doesn’t want to see your stupid hunting lodge in Alaska no one wants to see it, it’s boring. He wants to see Paris.“ she hissed and the blond rolled his eyes. “Isn’t it you who wants him to see Paris? And my hunting lodge isn’t boring. There are impressive landscapes and wildlife and Kario likes the outdoors. I also don’t know what your problem with Alaska is.” He replied and it sounded as if they had had this discussion before a few times already. “It’s not Paris dear!” his mother said with a triumphing face and Devon ran his hand over his face a little frustrated with the old woman who looked younger than him. “Yes, Alaska is not Paris, I can’t argue against that point.” The man said sarcastically while his mother ignored the sarcasm and looked absolutely satisfied and turned to the young male next to her again. “You will love Paris hun!” she assured him.

He was glad when his mother decided to leave the Paris thing alone and asked other questions instead. The blond could see how happy his mother was when Kario said he didn’t mind accompanying her to the hairdresser since neither Devon nor her husband ever did and since she didn’t have many female friends she had to go alone most of the time. But now she had found a victim and Ashfield was sure that the black haired would regret having agreed to this session later but maybe he was wrong and the young male actually enjoyed shopping and going to the hairdresser other than the governor who clearly didn’t enjoy any of those things.

While he found it rather amusing that his mother told Kario what great things they had to do and which shops they had to visit and was then discussing her hair with him, he couldn’t find the derailed shocked face with the open mouth Clarence made upon hearing that the young man was only twenty-two amusing in any way. Knowing the old man he wouldn’t say anything but by the look the man gave him he knew he didn’t find it appropriated that a nearly forty years old was with someone who had just turned into an adult. Ashfield was torn between addressing it and not addressing it and he decided against addressing it at this moment to not make the situation more awkward and he would just talk about this with Clarence another time.

Clearly seeing that the black haired started to get uncomfortable at the questions asked and knowing why, he wanted to tell his mother that this were enough personal questions already and Kario that he didn’t have to answer if he didn’t felt like giving this information about himself but he was sure that the other knew he didn’t have to answer and he also didn’t want to hint that the other’s past was somehow compromising or something many people would judge negatively and while he was still thinking of how to get the young male out of that situation without making it worse or just uncomfortable in another way the former prostitute was already answering to his mother.

For Clarence this made it even more uncomfortable and he truly found that the young male sitting at the table was an incredibly unfortunate person, someone with a horrible life one only heard about on the TV but never actually knew or met and the old man didn’t know how to act towards someone like that, he was already bad at interacting with people and was shy and socially awkward and with the black haired he had no idea how to act what made him nervous again.

Devon didn’t realise Clarence though, he was just looking at Kario who looked defeated and embarrassed and he wanted to cheer him up again but all he could do was reaching out his hand over the table taking the other’s hand hoping that his mother would not react in a judging manner even though she hadn’t judged the young male so far.

His mother sighed before she gave the black haired man next to her a smile. “You know, my parents weren’t wealthy either. I had the luck that I’ve been an exceptional student and got a scholarship for a renowned university where I was given the opportunity to study law. But even though the school money was covered by the scholarship I still had to cover the costs for living. Hence I worked as a waitress and a cleaning lady beside university. It was hard work and I cleaned toilets to support myself.” The woman wanted to continue but Devon, whose hand was still resting on Kario’s looked at her like Clarence had looked when he had heard that the other was that young.

The blond was staring at her with an open mouth and his golden eyes looked absolutely confused. “What? You did what?” he asked not able to hide his surprise. He had known that his mother had not been from a wealthy family but this he had not known. The woman just smiled at him. “I cleaned toilets hun.” She repeated and hearing this again didn’t enable him to comprehend it any better.

“You’ve never told me about this.” The governor exclaimed and the old lady just shrugged. “No. Why would I, there was no reason to tell you.” His mother answered and Ashfield looked at the table a little downed. “Does dad know this?” he asked and she laughed. “Of course!” she said and this hurt him as he apparently was the only one in the family she had not told and he asked himself why she hadn’t.

“When I started to work for him he once stretched my patience too far and I told him that I had worked my arse off and have graduated with perfect grades at the same time and that neither he or his threats intimidated me and I could decide to work for someone else at any time. He looked at me as if I was an alien and a few days later he said ‘You will go out with me tonight’ and I said that I would rather clean toilets again than ever go on a date with him as I wasn’t one of his stupid bimbos.” She giggled at this memory. “You should have seen his unbelieving face.” Her giggling turned into a laugh while Devon’s confusion grew.

He hadn’t understood how those two had ended up together but now he found it completely impossible. “And he didn’t fire you right away?” Devon wanted to know and his mother laughed and shook her head before she took one strand of the dyed black side of her hair and curled it around her gloved finger. “Oh no, he did not. He was rather impressed by me as I was different than anyone he had known before. Your father was used to people being intimidated, impressed and dependant on him and hence doing what he wanted them to do. Especially the women he had known before were either incredibly attracted to him and his money and power or they were dependant on him for work. I was not. I was successful myself, his money didn’t matter to me and I wasn’t dependant on him for work either, I actually found that he was quite an arse. And he was clearly surprised when suddenly someone talked back to him but I think this was when he had already crushed on me. I don’t want to give myself too much credit but I think I have turned him into a better person.” His mother explained to him and the blond just looked at her. “Are you trying to tell me that he had been even more reprehensible before?” he wanted to know and his mother clicked her tongue and sighed a little sad. “Don’t call your father reprehensible Devon.”

Devon just wanted to say that he was reprehensible and he would call him whatever he wanted when the old woman changed subjects again as she saw an escalation ahead if they were to go further down that road. So she turned to Kario again. “The point I wanted to make is, it doesn’t matter how deep down one was in the past, when one is healthy and able and willing to work hard one might make it from cleaning toilets and living in a rundown apartment without a bathroom on your own to this.” She looked around in her son’s mansion and the governor nodded. “Ja, that’s what I say too.”the man said and his mother chuckled. “Yes but no one wants to hear that from you or your father sweety.” She told him and Ashfield knew that she was right, people didn’t want to hear that from him because he was an heir born with that figurative golden spoon in his mouth as he was always told.

Their chat was disturbed by the door bell and a while after Clarence had disappeared, the old man struggled to keep pace with a middle aged tall blond man with freckles and green eyes that had red underlines and looked not only disappointed but also furious and when his gaze met Devon there was pure hatred written into them. “Ashfield!” he spit out the name as if it was something repulsive and his whole body language showed aggression and hostility. “Evan Hoffmann?” the governor stood from his seat and looked completely confused as he had not expected to ever see this man in his mansion without Jeff. Beside that even though he knew that the other didn’t like and maybe even hated him the man had never met him with such open aggression and hostility and he also didn’t know why he was that infuriated and mad at him and while he was trying to make sense out of this Clarence apologised:”I thought he was Jeff. He was in Jeff’s car.”

“They are married, they share their cars.” The governor told Clarence before he was grabbed by his black tie by the angered blond male.

“Exactly! He is my husband, this is adultery you fucking bastard!”he shouted and the governor looked at him thinking that he had lost his mind.”What the hell is wrong with you?” he asked and Evan snorted. “Don’t play dumb you arsehole, you fucked him! You fucked Jeff! I’ve seen it, this picture is all over the news. You humiliated me and you’ll pay for laying your dirty hands on my husband! When I am done with you Ashfield no one will ever want to kiss you again.” He screamed and Devon started to get what was up here now. Evan, probably shocked about a man he had believed straight all those years being gay, had seen the photo where the face had been blurred out, not looked at it close enough, had seen the black hair and had thought the guy he kissed wasn’t Kario but Jeff. In his rage and shock and pain he had not followed anything on the news, hadn’t read a word and had just drove straight to his mansion in order to fight Devon.

“You’re crazy! You’ve completely lost it! This is not Jeff on the photo you impulsive idiot.” He barked and freed his tie out of the strong grip of Jeff’s husband. “It’s Kario, my partner, he sits over there!” he informed the man and pointed at the young man who sat on his table in front of a still full looking plate. “I have not fucked Jeff. Not after you met him at least.” He explained and Devon was definitely not amused by the man’s performance in his mansion. Hoffmann looked rather confused and stared at Kario who actually looked like the guy on the photo, had black hair too and obviously wasn’t Jeff. One could see his cheeks flush red and he felt embarrassed but then he realised something. “Have you just said that you didn’t fuck him when I was with him but you did before?” he got aggressive again and Devon’s golden eyes looked straight and openly into green not intimidated in the slightest. “Yes. We’ve been a couple once!” he let him know and he could see how Evan was recapitulating everything on his mind and how in hindsight Ashfield’s appearance and actions on their wedding was explainable, he had been jealous and this made the other blond conclude that the governor still had feelings for his man and Jeff for him as the fifty years old black haired had never talked about him and the governor having been a couple or Ashfield being gay.

“Why didn’t Jeff tell me this? He knew all along that you’ve been gay, he even was with you and he never told me. You still have something going on together don’t you? Don’t you!” he screamed and was about to lay his hands on him again but Devon grabbed his wrists. “He didn’t tell you because I told him to never tell anyone that I am gay. As a politician of the conservative party this would not have helped me at all and it needed to stay a secret. And this is the only reason he never told you. There is nothing between me and Jeff anymore. Understood! And if your husband was really still thinking about me like this after all those years you are married to him, you’d be doing something incredibly wrong!”

Trophies and Medals · January 7, 2018

Kario truly was happy to see how much his response pleased the older man. It was nice to think that the other loved his home that much, and from their previous conversations he knew the other had designed it himself. That really only made him appreciate it even more, knowing that Devon's home was a reflection of the man himself. "I look forward to getting to know every part of your mansion." Kario replied with a large smile. He already looked forward to exploring the large mansion, knowing that the more he discovered of the building the more he'd get to know the blonde that he had fallen in love with.

There really was a lot he had to learn about the older man, and he hoped he'd have plenty of time to do so. Even if Devon was going to be busy with his campaign and would probably have some long work days ahead of him. At least he knew the other would come home to him waiting here for him, even if he was waiting a little impatiently. That thought alone brought a small smirk to his lips, though he managed to hide it as they settled at the table.

Hearing Devon say his mother was just a little overly enthusiastic made him happy to know that at least his presence and his position in her son's life wasn't something she was going to disapprove of. That she generally seemed happy to know that her son had managed to find someone who made him happy. Kario knew that not everyone would be able to look through such a thing. Granted Kario knew the man's father certainly did not approve, and had only bought him and brought him here to save his son from being seen going to the brothel anymore. Still, as much as that was true at least this was a positive outcome, he was here now and they could be with each other.

"She just understood that it would be better to have a nice guy in your life." Kario replied with a smile. It made him feel quite a bit better to know that Devon's mother actually wanted what was best for her son. Even if it had meant going against her husband and what the other had wanted for the blonde. Kario was positive it was because she wanted the older man to be happy, even if it didn't quite go hand in hand with her husband's plans. It seemed so normal to Kario that a mother would want that for her son, to find someone special that they could settle down with and be happy. No matter what anyone else may think.

The shocked expression that Kario got from the other's mother made him give Devon a slightly confused look himself. He didn't think that he was remotely capable of being a model, and really didn't see why the older woman would think so. Granted Kario was aware how people saw his body, he had never thought of it as being in a degree where he could model clothes. Not to mention, he wasn't even into fashion. He didn't know what the latest fashion was, but even when he was younger he was blind to such things. Maybe it was the lack of what was available, or maybe it was something else. He just couldn't see himself being a model. Noticing the look that he received when she continued to speak telling him about how her husband's cooperation could always use models for their advertisements. Maybe it was the idea of the cooperation again but he once more found himself a little uneasy. In the end though, he figured it really wasn't that big of a deal. He'd consider it if for no other reason than to make Devon's mother happy.

The look she shot her son near the end though made him glance towards the other as well. He had known the older man had been married, and he had known that it had not ended well. What Kario had not been aware of was the fact that his ex-wife had apparently at the time of their marriage not have known that the blonde was gay. He gave the blonde a look that was quite clearly questioning, wondering why this had never come up before. It wasn't like he was going to judge the other for something that had happened in his past, he just wanted to be that person that Devon could trust with all aspects of himself. The good and the bad. Kario didn't want Devon to feel like he couldn't be honest with him, he wanted to feel like he could share all of himself with the other and get the same in return.

There was a slightly surprised look that crossed his face upon hearing how firmly she told her son that he needed to travel with him, show him some of the well known cities in the world like Paris, Rome, Tokyo and New York. There was a part of Kario that wasn't really sure he wanted to see any of those places. Surely he had wanted to travel and see the world, but he felt like the best way to actually get to know the other cultures was to visit their smaller less known towns and villages. The places that have not been changed to attract tourists. He didn't say any of this of course, knowing that the older man's mother would probably not appreciate him contradicting what she quite clearly wanted him to experience. Especially when he heard Devon try to mention taking him to his hunting lodge just for her to interrupt and say he didn't want to go to the man's stupid hunting lodge and that the place was boring. This of course amused him slightly, how much she was fighting for him to see Paris versus the hunting lodge in Alaska. Truly, Kario would be happier to see the hunting lodge, but again he knew better than to voice this. He had quite easily learned it was best to not contradict the older woman, especially considering how it seemed to not go well for her own son.

Listening intently as she turned her attention back to him, he listened as he was told what shops they would have to visit and speaking to him about her hair. The fact that he did not mind such conversation was mainly because he had grown up with a sister who had often dragged him around for just such things. Such experiences made it so he really didn't mind going with Devon's mother shopping or to the hairdresser. To him it was just a chance to get to know her better, finding that woman tended to reveal a lot of themselves while doing things like that. His gaze was for the older man's mother, so he didn't notice the look that Clarence had given Devon upon finding out his age. Kario didn't see it as a big deal, and in the end never understood why people did find age a problem. He was old enough to make his own decisions, old enough to know what he wanted. What he wanted and what made him happy was the blonde, and it didn't remotely bother him that the other man was almost twice his age.

Kario was very much aware of how his answer to the final question had been received noticing how it made Clarence uncomfortable which made him feel a bit more awkward with the whole thing. He shifted uncomfortably, gaze moving from Devon whose hand was resting over his, to the other's mother who was sighing before she gave him a smile. He wasn't sure if he should take that as a good thing or not, but what she said certainly did make him feel better. Even if it didn't make him feel completely happy about what he had done or the apparently poor choices he had made, at least it made him feel like he could turn his life around now. It was clear that she had made him perk up and realize that if she had managed to make it despite her own hard times, then surely he'd be able to now with a fresh start and a chance to redeem himself.

His gaze was torn from her when he heard Devon speak, raising an eyebrow questioningly. It sounded like the blonde hadn't known that she had done that. It became rather clear to him a moment later that he actually hadn't. Kario did feel like it was circumstantial information, Devon had never needed to know what his mother had done to get to where she had that had lead to her meeting his father. Where as someone like him, who had quite clearly not had the best start to his life trying to make it on his own such a story made him feel like there was more hope to a better result this time. It really had lifted his spirits, and if he hadn't already felt like his life was going to be better from now on, he definitely did now.

The story she gave next about how her husband at one time had stretched her patience so far before they had even been together that she had pretty much told him off. Telling the older man how things were and how she did not need him nor his money and that she could find someone else to work for. It was interesting, to learn how their earlier interactions with each other had been. It made him wonder how things had worked out so well between them, considering the fact that they had apparently gotten off to a strange start. Or at least a rather rough start it seemed.

When the blonde was once more reprimanded this time for what he had said about his father, this time instead of laughing he just gave the older man a somewhat knowing look. As if he knew that the blonde wanted to say more but wouldn't because it was his mother. His attention was pulled back once more to her when she spoke to him again, readdressing the point she had been trying to make before they had gone off on this other track. He really did appreciate it, learning not just how she had gotten to where she was but being told that he could make a better life for himself even if he had to start at the very bottom. When Devon chimed in that he agreed he couldn't help but laugh softly, especially when his mother told him that no one wanted to hear it from him or the man's father. She wasn't wrong, even though he loved Devon hearing those words from him wouldn't have had such an affect. The reason behind it simply being that the older man couldn't relate to what he had gone through, the struggles he had already had and the struggles that could still lie before him.

Devon's mother on the other hand was able to relate to him on a level that actually made him want to take her words to heart. Even if she had not gone through exactly what he had and had managed to not sink to the level he had, her words were still encouraging. Their conversation seemed like it was about to move to a lighter tone when suddenly a man stormed into the room, his tone stunned Kario whose head seemed to shoot in that direction as Devon rose from his seat. The aggression and hostility the other seemed to quite clearly show only made Kario shrink in his own seat. It was a natural reaction for him to shy away from such emotions. His stunned eyes were locked on the new man as he spoke, he was surprised by what he had to say.

Instantly he tried to think of the what he was even talking about until the picture was mentioned and it kind of clicked with him. Kario had only been in the same room as this man's husband for a rather brief period of time earlier that day. He had remained behind Devon's father though and was sure he was rather easy to ignore, easy to overlook at the time. But did the other really think that Devon would do that to a married man? He wasn't really sure but Devon was quick to set him straight, indicating that the other's husband was not the person in the picture only to point him out instead. Kario wasn't truly pleased to have the obviously angry blonde's attention move to him. But at least once that was clearly pointed out the other seemed to grown embarrassed for having jumped to conclusions.

His head tilted slightly to the side upon hearing how he reacted to knowing that Devon and his husband at one point have had sex though, despite the fact that it had not happened since the man had married. Why was this so important? Kario didn't get it, his eyes moving instead to Devon's mother who he felt was probably the best person for his attention right now. He had absolutely no idea what he should do or say in a situation like this, not really knowing anything that was going on at this point. Obviously what was upsetting this guy was something that had happened in the past, something that was before he was even in the picture. So Kario truly felt like it was best for him to instead focus on something else.

At least not until Devon's final words in the whole thing. Gaze turning back to the two men for a moment. Though Kario was sure Devon was right, he was also sure that there wasn't anything this man had to worry about. His husband had married him for a reason after all, Kario was sure that was not something someone would enter into lightly. Especially if an ex was still the one on their mind. Obviously Jeff had moved on with him, so the fact that he seemed to still be stuck on it only confused Kario more.

January 8, 2018

Devon chuckled slightly when the other said that his mother had known that it would be better for him to have a man to share his life with. “Probably! Funnily enough at one point in my life she had started to actually care about me and my happiness to an extent for some reason and treated me like I actually belonged to her. I was rather surprised back then. She had never shown interest in me before because I wasn’t what she had wanted.” He commented while he thought back to the time when his mother had developed a weird new found interest in his life, how it was going and whether he was good and satisfied with his life or not. She had never done that when he had been little. The woman had left him with his father and there had been occasions where he had hated her for it and had often felt abandoned when his father had flung his strong and set in stone opinions about life and everything at him and had used his questionable educational methods on him mostly uncontrolled and not criticised by his mother because she had at first given up the caretaking role because she had wanted a girl and he had been a boy and she had thought that a man could raise a boy better anyway and raising a male child that wouldn’t share any of her interest wasn’t interesting to her anyway and her husband, other than her, had wanted a boy so he should have him and take care of him in her eyes.

Unsurprisingly Ashfield could track down the feeling of loneliness back to his early childhood, where he also already had been shamed for it, and he still had not completely forgiven the old lady for leaving him with his not exactly warm and loving father while she had been either busy with her work or celebrated with her designer, model and fashion addict friends in Paris or New York only caring for herself and also making him feel unwanted. But since she had changed at least to a degree he had managed to establish a bond with her that was almost good nowadays what of course didn’t make his childhood any better but no one had ever seen that he could probably have missed something during his childhood because his parents had bought everything that he had wanted for him.

It didn’t surprise him to see that Kario was a little amused while listening to their argument about where the governor should take the young man without his mother having asked the guest even once. “I’d prefer us to go to the hunting lodge, I don’t even like Paris.” He murmured into Kario’s direction but his mother had apparently heard it regardless of the low volume he was speaking in. “What did you say hun?” she said in an innocent voice but with golden eyes sharp as daggers.

“I said I don’t like Paris!” Ashfield repeated. “If I were to take him to Europe I’d show him Amsterdam and Berlin and Athens.” He listed and cut out Rome even though he was all for it because she had said it before. His mother looked as if she was about to explode and she found him incredibly audacious especially hearing him say that he didn’t like Paris; he had to love Paris because she did. “Amsterdam and Berlin.” She snorted. “Truly romantic Devon! Why don’t you just show him the inside of a trashcan instead?” The blond laughed. “I had a really good time there and a lot of fun with some guys when I escaped from the stupid fashion show you dragged me to in Paris, which I also disliked, which didn’t matter to you though because you didn’t even realise that I had left the event and took a flight to a fucking different country and then yet to another country anyway.” He decided to finally let the cat out of the bag regarding that subject. She looked at him incredibly disappointed. “You only ever thought with your dick back then didn’t you?” she accused him and the governor just laughed another time. “And you never cared about me or what I actually liked to do or was interested in in the first place, just as you don’t care what Kario actually wants to do now. So why don’t we ask him. Where would you like to travel to? Say it and that’s where I’ll take you to.” Ashfield asked the young man he was in love with, his eyes staring down his mother while she tried to stare him down.

After they had been interrupted by Evan and Devon had tried to make the man believe that Jeff and he weren’t into each other anymore and there was nothing going on between them the green eyes of their unwanted guest narrowed and he looked hurt at the mere idea that he could have done something wrong all those years and that he didn’t satisfy Jeff fully so that this was the reason he still wanted the governor whom Evan didn’t like at all.

Ashfield understood that he was not just some guy for the other who had always hated him and he also understood that he was mad at Jeff for having kept him under the believe that the blond was just some straight guy, he also found it relatable that he would have liked to know that they once had been in a relationship especially since Jeff and Devon were still friends but he didn’t get where that strong fear was coming from and why the man was reacting that strongly and that he didn’t even understand that he was seeing ghosts there.

“Sure. Do you think I’m stupid?” Hoffmann asked and the blond rich man sighed. “I actually thought you were too smart for such a performance you’re giving here.” He commented casually and this only made Evan angrier. “You have never gotten over him. You have still been in love with him when I married him and you’ve tried to get him back under the disguise of friendship all those years. Look at that guy there, he even looks like Jeff, you’re clearly replacing him.” He shouted and now Devon got really annoyed. “Yes, right. I gave up the relationship in favour of my career just to try and get him back after that risking my career. I indeed still had strong feelings for him when you two married but I eventually managed to get over it. And Kario doesn’t look like him nor is he a replacement. If he looked like Jeff, you’d look like me. Do you look like me Hoffmann? I don’t think you do. I have a type, Jeff has a type, you probably have a type too. Maybe your ex shares some or a specific feature with Jeff too and I would still not accuse you of Jeff being a replacement because of that.” He explained trying to keep his patience even though what usually was easy for him seemed difficult on that specific day that just seemed to get more and more bothersome.

“I’ll call Jeff, I want a fucking explanation from him about this.” Evan barked and Ashfield asked himself if he had even listened or not. “Great. Do that. Call Jeff, drive home and talk this out with him. Bye.” He said but he was grabbed at his tie again and he actually worried that Hoffmann would rip it apart in his fury. “No! I’ll call him here and I want him to look at you, to look at me, to look at that boy you’re fucking and then I want him to explain this! And I’ll not leave as long as that has not happened.” He made clear and Devon shook his head. “Oh no, you won’t. You will leave immediately. This is my house and I am saying you’re leaving because I don’t want you to waste any more of my time.” He was now getting a little angrier himself and pushed the other away. “Your house, ja, right. What kind of a house is this anyway.” He said looking at the governor’s place disparagingly. Devon grinned widely. “One that you could never afford in your dreams.” The blond got back to him and Evan laughed. “Oh, you’re rich how impressive and you haven’t done anything for it, no personal contribution whatsoever, the only thing that you’ve ever accomplished in your life was being born to rich parents. I am stunned Ashfield, what an achievement. You’re pathetic. And I wouldn’t even want this place for free, if the freaking Romans had gay clubs that’s how they would have looked like.” The politician smirked at the other when he replied in a really charming tone of voice:”And that it looks like that is bad how?”

Suddenly Devon’s mother rose from her seat and she loudly coughed and took a new plate full of sea food and walked around the table towards the two men who were getting at each other’s throat. “How about that, I’ll call Jeff and tell him to come here, while you...” she pressed the plate into Evan’s hands,”... will keep your mouth occupied by eating this and calm down already. And then we’ll have a conversation like reasonable adults!” she declared and got her phone leaving the room to call Jeff over. Hoffmann sat down on one of the chairs quietly, looked down on the plate and nibbled on a piece of eel while Ashfield placed himself next to Kario now and laid an arm around the young man’s shoulders. “I wish that our first day here together would have happened under more fortunate circumstances.” He whispered into his ear laying his head onto the black haired man’s shoulder.

Trophies and Medals · January 9, 2018

Kario was a little stunned to hear that Devon had not been what his mother had wanted, it took him a minute to realize that it had nothing to do with having a child in general but the fact that the other was indeed male. Had his mother really wanted a daughter and had gotten a son instead? He figured it must be, and that was a little sad in itself. Though he didn't understand how someone could feel to have really wanted one of the other and ended up with the other. Having just assumed that most didn't care as long as they had a child of their own.

After a moment he turned his attention back to Devon, hearing the older man mention how he would rather they going to his hunting lodge and mentioning that he didn't even like Paris. Kario had been about to comment when the older man's mother had beat him to it first. Once more the blonde and his mother who seemed to argue over where to take him. The blonde made a good point though, his mother hadn't taken the time to ask him where he had wanted to go. Kario had just assumed that the older woman had been excited and just wanted him to see as much as he could, including what she clearly enjoyed. But... he really had no interest in seeing Paris, it had never been something he had wanted to do. Which probably did sound a bit strange to the older woman who clearly enjoyed the city and what it had to offer.

Suddenly he heard Devon say that they should ask him where he wanted to go. Just for the older man to meet his gaze and ask him where he wanted to go and that he would take him wherever that was. Kario was in no way blind to the look the two shared between them as they waited to hear his answer. His answer came without any hesitation though, "I really would love to see your hunting lodge." It was true, and while there were other places he most certainly wouldn't mind going they had already discussed the hunting lodge before. Kario wanted to see it, and the beauty of the Alaskan wilderness. That was more appealing to him than going to a big city with a large reputation and known for tourists. Such things didn't interest him and never had.

Even though he knew that his answer wasn't going to please the older man's mother, he was pretty sure Devon would be happy with it. Considering the man had clearly stated he would prefer that they went to the hunting lodge than Paris anyways.

In no way was Kario pleased to be compared to Devon's ex or for the man who had quite obviously married said ex to say that he looked like Jeff and was just acting as a replacement. As far as Kario was concerned, and having only seen Jeff briefly earlier that day he didn't feel like he looked like the older man. If anything, he thought they had little in common and thus didn't fully understand how the man who had married Jeff, Evan if he remembered correctly had mistaken him for his own husband even if the picture had his face covered. He was certainly happy to hear Devon say he was not a replacement and didn't look like his ex. That was pleasing for obvious reasons, though he had no doubt that he was a replacement it was nice to get the reassurance.

He wasn't expecting the other to refuse to leave and go home and talk this over with his husband, but to instead insist that he called the man here. He did grumble under his breath when he was referred to as the boy that Devon was fucking, not really liking that wording. Even if the man was obviously upset that didn't mean Kario had to like how he referred to him. Leaning back in his chair he sighed, waiting for the two men to finish their arguments and for peace to settle again. At least before the only confrontation was really just some banter between mother and son. It wasn't anything upsetting in this manner, at least not to him.

Kario had silently sat in his seat waiting for the other to leave, he had thought he was going to, especially when Devon seemed to insist again. But when the older woman beside him stood up grabbing a fresh plate of food he knew that wasn't going to be the case. Sure enough she handed it to him tell the other to take a seat and keep his mouth occupied by eating, telling him to calm down while she called Jeff and had him come over. This just seemed to be heading into nightmare territory. But a moment later, Devon who clearly looked tired and unhappy moved to sit by his side this time. The arm that wrapped around his shoulders made him smile to the other watching as his head was set on his shoulder.

Gingerly he reached out his hand, running his fingers through Devon's blonde strands like he had earlier and a few times before that. Humming softly he turned his head to press a soft kiss to the top the older man's head. "We'll have plenty of time to make up for it later. We'll relax and just spend some time together." Kario responded giving the blonde a small smile. This definitely hadn't been the best day ever, but it wasn't one of his worst either. Though he had hoped they would have had more time for themselves, or that this meal was going to be peaceful and just them getting to know each other better that wasn't the case. There was a part of Kario that felt like he should have known things had gone a bit to smoothly so far, even if it still had not been that smooth to begin with.

He kept running his fingers gently though the blonde strands as he sat in his chair, enjoying their closeness and no longer finding a need to even acknowledge the guest in the house. His free hand settled itself over one of Devon's. At least right now things seemed to be calm and peaceful, and he was sure that things would at least be a little more peaceful than the original confrontation. He supposed he couldn't fully understand what the other was feeling as to what had brought him here and had quite obviously angered him enough to act in such a manner. Kario after all hd never until now felt desire towards anyone, up until this point in his life sex had always been about survival, acting as a way to support himself when he had hit the lowest of the low. So it easy to for him to say it had meant nothing to him, and anyone he had been with before now meant nothing to him. He didn't care what they turned around and did, and his old clients at the brothel meant even less to him.

Though Devon was not the first man he had felt attraction to, the blonde was the only person he had ever truly felt desire for. Now that things were a bit quieter he pushed his own plate slightly towards the older man having removed his hand from Devon's for just a moment to do so. Instead of replacing his hand on the blonde's he rested it on the older man's thigh instead. "You should just relax and eat a little." Kario murmured. Considering they had been talking mainly and he had eaten very little his plate still had more than enough food on it.

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