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| Brian |
I sighed. I realized I should have known this would happen.
I had met Brian three months ago. There had been some definite chemistry. In other words, he was hot as fuck. After a few dates, I was very anxious to get him into my bed and fuck him. Though as is quite usual whenever I sleep with someone for the first time, the size of my dick became a topic of conversation.
“Holy shit, man! I didn’t expect this!”
It didn’t help that I was very hot for Brian, and my dick was fully erect, standing a strong, thick 10 inches.
Compared to some of my other sexual partners, Brian wasn’t deterred and was happy to try and go down on me. He gagged often, but he seemed to be enjoying myself. He didn’t dare try and let me fuck him, but promised we could work up to that.
Over the following weeks, we would try to fuck, but every time his hole was so tight it was hurting my dick and I could tell I was hurting him too. We tried different positions and all the lube our money could buy, but nothing seemed to be comfortable for both of us.
I could tell we were slowly growing apart. We still had oral sex and that one time I fingered Brian to completion was very hot to me. Yet it felt like we weren’t the right match sexually. And that slowly but surely spilled over into the rest of the relationship. It had been something that had happened to me with several boyfriends over the years. As nice as it was to see guys react to my large cock once I whipped it out, in these cases it was more of a curse than a blessing.
I was however keeping hope that it would work out with Brian. Having been elected to the Texas Board of Education last year, I had been invited to Austin to meet the governor, get a tour of the State Capitol, and to have dinner at the Governor’s Mansion. For the dinner it was encouraged to invite a plus one. I knew these kinds of dinners, you really don’t want to be the only one without a partner. So of course I had asked Brian. He had seemed excited to join me as we looked at the hotel that was booked for us.
Brian and I had started dating in May, I had been invited by the governor during the board meetings in late June. The actual trip would happen in late August. Now, a week before, he was not just breaking up with me, he was backing out of the Austin trip.
“I know you have that dinner, but you really can’t ask me to sit next to you like the loving boyfriend when we’re broken up.”
“You know how I feel about having to go alone. It’s a week from now! I told people I’m bringing a guy!”
“I know, I know…”
I could see him thinking.
“You know what, I’ll figure that out. I’ll make sure there’s a nice, presentable guy waiting for you in Austin.”
“Wait, who are you g-“
“Nuh uh. I’ll take care of it. Don’t worry. I’ve got this.”
I was very suspicious, but I allowed Brian to take care of it. Worst case scenario, the guy is a disaster and I go alone after all. Or Brian forgot. Either way I was going by myself. Which was the scenario I was mentally preparing myself for. I realized I had anticipated me and Brian wouldn’t work out and that I was more disappointed about the dinner not going as planned.
I drove down from Dallas to Austin on the Thursday afternoon. I hadn’t heard from Brian ever since we had broken up. I was assuming that he had forgotten or his efforts hadn’t been successful.
I thought back to how I had basically come out to the other board members by saying I would bring a boyfriend to the dinner. It had been our third meeting, back in June, and I had noticed that a few of the board members had seemed shocked or surprised at my statement. I felt pleased, even more reason to have done it. Now I was wondering if I was going to look like a fool, showing up without a boyfriend, or showing up with someone who wasn’t my boyfriend. Which the more I thought about it could be equally awkward.
The I-35 was long and boring. I passed through Waco and realized I was only about halfway. As exciting as it was to be an elected official and to represent the people of my district, I wasn’t too big a fan of the regular drive down to Austin, my fourth this year. Passing through Waco, I was thinking that had I been travelling with a boyfriend, I would have checked out some of the cities and towns on my way back. Even better, he could meet me halfway after each series of meetings and we could spend a weekend somewhere. Going by myself just wasn’t the same.
Board meetings were usually spread across three or four days. So far I’d always had time to explore Austin but I had felt uncomfortable walking by myself. From what I had seen, it was an awesome city, but often I would have dinner by myself in my hotel room.
After Temple, Belton, Georgetown and Round Rock, I finally entered Austin. I took exit 235A, for the University of Texas and then kept left for 15th Street. This part I now knew by heart. After a while on 15th Street, I could turn right onto Lavaca Street. I saw the Hampton Inn hotel and turned right to enter the parking garage.
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| Joshua |
“Mr Joshua Fuller, it’s great to have you back.”
I smiled awkwardly.
I went up to my room and it was very similar to the one I’d had a few months ago. I sighed. I would have loved to be here with Brian. We would have had a quick change and gone out somewhere nice, just the two of us. It could have been so romantic. But now that a week had passed, I was feeling less romantic towards Brian. More like, trying not to feel bitter.
What I really wanted to do was take a shower, but I decided to order room service first so the food would get to my room sooner. I picked out my favorite from last June and started the shower.
I looked in the mirror and decided to trim my beard the following morning after the gym. Tonight was going to be a lazy night in anyway. Check some e-mail, watch some TV, end the night by pleasuring myself to some porn.
I stepped under the hot water. I was thinking about how tomorrow was going to go. I was going to have to explain to the other board members that my relationship had ended. Or I could lie and say my boyfriend had a family emergency. I was weighing the pros and cons of these two options when there was a knock at the door.
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| Ashton |
That couldn’t be room service already. I quickly wrapped a towel around my waist and dripped all over the room as I walked to the door. I opened it.
“Woah”, the man on the other side said as he looked me up and down.
He was Caucasian, quite short, had brown hair and brown eyes. Dressed in a grey tanktop, which had his chest hair poke out, and some green shorts. He was carrying a bag and what looked like a dry cleaned suit on a hanger.
“You look amazing”, he continued as he extended his hand.
“Ashton”, he said as he smiled and looked me in the eye.
He was gorgeous. But I still had no idea what he was doing at my door.
“Joshua”, I said as I shook his hand, holding onto the towel with my other.
“I will be your date tomorrow. Brian sent me.”
I must have had a surprised expression on my face. Brian came through.
Only now I let go of his hand and invited him into my room. I didn’t know what to do next. I watched him walk into the room and his large round ass immediately caught my eye.
“I thought tonight we could prepare for me posing as your boyfriend”, he said as he sat down at the foot of the bed. The suit lay across my bed and his bag was at his feet.
“But first, go finish your shower, there’s no rush.”
I quickly picked some underwear from my suitcase and walked back into the bathroom. I noticed my abs had a shine to them from the water. My body looked good. I had made a good impression on my new fake boyfriend. I toweled off and felt so surprised at how well Brian had done. Ashton was not just very good looking, he was taking it seriously. In my underwear I walked back out to the room and I got dressed in some sweats as Ashton politely looked away.
That night, Ashton asked me a whole ton of questions about myself. I tried to tell him everything that was relevant for a fake boyfriend. He asked who he was meeting the next night. I explained to him my position, and that there would be 14 other board members, their partners and the governor and her partner.
“Did you tell them anything about the boyfriend you’re bringing?”
“No.”
“OK, not even a name?”
“No.”
“Great. We can use my name. Ashton O’Brien. I’m 30 years old. I was born in…”
Ashton continued to tell me everything about himself that a boyfriend would know. I tried to remember everything as well as I could. Next we had to come up with a story about how we met.
“I met Brian at an opening in an art gallery.”
“We can use that. How long ago?”
“Three months ago.”
“Exact date?”
“May 18th.”
“Where was that?”
We spent some time creating the complete story of our relationship. It was kind of weird, but also fun to do.
“It’s easier because the relationship is quite short”, Ashton said, “There’s not as many milestones we can be asked about.”
“You sound like you do this all the time”, I said, laughing.
“Oh, I do! I’m a professional escort. Did you not get that?”
I stopped laughing.
“I need to pay you?”
“No, of course not! Brian took care of that.”
I was surprised. Brian came through, but I didn’t expect him to pay money for this. He did have a great job and was an artist himself, selling quite a good number of paintings recently. But still, my heart fluttered a little when I realized he had paid someone so that I could make a good appearance at this dinner.
Ashton and I spent some time to quiz each other on details of the other person and the things we supposedly had done in the past three months.
“When’s my birthday?”, he asked me.
“July 5th.”
“What did we do for my birthday?”
“I took you to a Rangers game.”
“And?”
“Dinner at Reunion Tower.”
“Where was I born?”
“Here in Austin.”
“What’s my mother’s name?”
“Kimberly.”
“Her maiden name?”
“Bennett.”
“How many times did you meet her?”
“Twice. Once just when I visited for dinner and we were introduced. Once we helped her pick out a new TV.”
“When did she divorce my Dad?”
“When you were 4.”
This went on for a while, until I got tired.
“I should get to bed, tomorrow is a long day.”
“Yeah, I think we got most of it.”
“Do you have a room where you can stay?”
He smiled at me.
“No. I think it’s beneficial if we spend the night together. No funny business, I promise. We do need to get used to the other person’s touch and be intimate together.”
“Really?”
“I don’t want you to look uncomfortable if I put an arm around you or something. Maybe I’ll give you a quick kiss in front of the governor. She’s Republican, right?”
“Yeah.”
“Then I definitely will.”
I laughed.
“And I am guessing the other board members are sleeping in this hotel too?”
“Yeah, they are.”
“We cannot be seen having different rooms. And we should definitely go down to have breakfast together.”
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| Ashton |
In bed, we cuddled. His short but beefy body felt good to the touch. He was on his side facing me, his arm on my chest. I lay on my back, still a little uncomfortable.
“Are you comfy?”, he asked.
“Yeah”, I lied.
“Goodnight kiss”, he mumbled, his face suddenly closer to mine.
I turned my head in his direction, my face inches from his. He gave me a peck on the mouth.
“Goodnight”, he then whispered.
“Goodnight”, I said.
It was silent for a few seconds.
“Hey Josh, honey”, he whispered again.
“Yeah?”
“Did we say ‘I love you’ to each other yet?”
I turned to him again and saw his eyes were still closed.
“Uhh, I don’t know.”
“You’re taking me to meet the governor. I’d say we have”, he whispered.
“Oh. OK.”
“I love you, Josh.”
“I-I… I love you Ashton.”
“Say Ash.”
“Ash.”
“I love you, Ash.”
“I love you, Ash.”
“I love you too”, he whispered as I saw him smile, his eyes still closed. I could feel his body get heavier as he fell asleep. He snored.
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| Ashton |
“Hmm… Hey Josh, good morning.”
His eyes focused on me and he smiled. I kind of melted inside.
“Good morning”, I said.
Ashton rolled over to me and put a hand on my stomach. He felt around my chest.
“So nice waking up with you”, he said as he held me close.
I was only getting harder. I could feel his own morning wood poking me in the thigh.
We were laying like this a little longer and I was kind of getting into it. I put my hand on his forearm and gently stroked it. This was a great way to wake up. Then suddenly his arm shifted and he must have felt something grazing his elbow. I saw him smile. He lifted the covers and saw the outline of my erect dick in my tight boxerbriefs.
“Holy fuck”, he said.
He continued to stare.
“All right, that’s enough”, I said as I pulled the covers back down.
“You got a fucking monster!”
“I know, I know.”
“Wow. I only spoke to this Brian over the phone, but he’s an idiot for letting you go.”
I laughed. Ashton got up and walked to the bathroom, his own boxers still tenting as well.
“Honey?”, I heard from the bathroom.
“Yeah?”, I said as I got up, only now realizing Ashton had left the bathroom door open.
“What time do you need to be at the Capitol?”
“9.30”, I said, now noticing that I could see Ashton at the sink, his boxers on the floor, his beautiful butt on display.
“OK, great”, he said, “We can have some breakfast first before you need to get ready.”
“Yeah, I’ll put on my suit and stuff after breakfast”, I said, keeping my cool but definitely sneaking glances.
We wore casual clothes down to breakfast. In the elevator Ashton held my hand and continued till we made it to our table. We went over to the buffet and we each kind of went our own way. Suddenly I noticed Barbara Wahl from District 8, Conroe by the coffee machine. I wasn’t a big fan, but of course said it was great to meet her again. She introduced me to her husband Frank, who was right next to her. Ashton had been right.
“Hey honey”, he said, appearing as if from nowhere and putting his hand on my back.
“This is my boyfriend, Ashton O’Brien”, I said.
Both Barbara and Frank’s faces turned sour.
“Hi, nice to meet you”, they both mumbled, trying to stay polite as they quickly walked away.
They didn’t bother to shake Ashton’s hand. I couldn’t help but chuckle.
“Republican?”, he asked.
I surpressed some laughter. She was.
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