Date: Thu, 25 Sep 2014 08:48:22 +0100
From: Adam Stewart <stewad18@gmail.com>
Subject: Follow Him

Follow Him
By Adam Stewart

Author's note: Investigating the lives of others eventually sorts out
Frank's own life.

Warning: It contains explicit m/m sex.

1.

As a child I'd had an enquiring mind and was frequently trying to unravel
puzzles or mysteries. When I was an adult I'd thought about joining the
police but had second thoughts. Instead I became a private investigator. It
was a precarious living but I enjoyed the freedom it gave since I worked on
my own and had nobody telling me what I had to do. I'd watched my father,
who I loved dearly, battle at work with different managers telling him
conflicting things and the frustration it caused him.

I am an only child and was born when my parents were in their late
thirties. They are both now retired and I've just celebrated my thirty
second birthday. I'd had a happy childhood and when I told them at the age
of seventeen that I was gay, they just shrugged their shoulders. My dad put
his arm round me and said "You be whatever you want son as long as you're
happy".

So, I am gay and I am happy. Well, mainly so despite never having found the
perfect guy to love. Over the years I've had many lovers but nothing that
special and those who I thought might be, seemed to drift away because of
the peculiar hours I work. In my line of work you have to do whatever hours
it requires so it's not uncommon for me to be lazing around in the daytime
and out and about at night.

I'd just finished a particularly messy job when a very smart and attractive
lady walked into my office which is one room above a shop in Kings Cross. I
live in a one bedroom flat above my office so it's all very cosy.

"Frank Burns?"

"Yes madam, how can I help you?"

"I understand you specialise in matrimonial matters"

"That's correct; although I take on all kinds of investigative work, most
seem to concern the misdemeanours of married couples"

She smiled which accentuated her beauty even more; not that women turned me
on of course but I did appreciate a pretty face whether it be male or
female.

"Please, take a seat and tell me what you'd like me to do for you."

She gave a wicked grin as she flipped her long hair and preened
herself. "I'm sure you could do a lot for me Frank; I may call you Frank
may I?"

"Sure, I answer to most things" I grinned rather enjoying her flirtation
even though it had no effect on me.

She then explained that she wanted me to follow her husband and report on
his sexual exploits.

"And what makes you think he is cheating on you?"

She smiled and said she just knew and that she'd heard him whisper to
females on the phone.

"I'm sorry to hear that, it must be very distressing for you"

"Oh no, I don't give a fuck what he does; I just want to find out who he's
meeting and gather as much evidence as I can for the fun of it."

I was not shocked by her comment since in my business you deal with all
types but I was intrigued as to why she wanted to hire me and pay my
fees. She then explained that her husband had been tricked into marrying
her simply because he met the right criteria as far as her father was
concerned. She'd wanted to marry another guy but he didn't come up to her
father's expectations so she was stopped from marrying him. Instead she'd
married this guy Edward Kale to placate her father but in fact continued to
have a relationship with the guy she really wanted called Tom.

"I should explain that I'm Lady Amelia Taylor and my father is a
millionaire. When I became twenty five just over a month ago I inherited
several million as well so don't worry about your fees Frank, I'm prepared
to pay whatever it takes but I want a detailed account of who Edward sees,
when and where and if possible as many photographs you can get as possible
including what they get up to. I take it you have surveillance equipment
that could be installed in his bedroom without him knowing."

I said I did and queried why install it in his bedroom since surely he used
hotel rooms.

"He does sometimes but he mainly brings his tarts home and fucks them in
his own bed. We have separate rooms in different parts of the house. I own
a six bedroom house in Chelsea so he has no idea what I get up to in my
suite of rooms and he thinks I have no idea what he does in his."

"And your father; is he aware of Edward's dalliances?"

"Fuck no; the old fart thinks we're happily married but I need to keep him
sweet for the time being otherwise he's likely to cut me out of his will;
he's a tricky bugger but I know how to handle him."

"I can imagine" I grinned, "and does he have other children?"

"Nope, just me; my mother fucked off with another guy when I was ten so I
was brought up by a tutor who was gay. I used to spy on him when he was
fucking his boyfriend; it was great fun."

"So you have no problem with homosexuality?"

"Gracious no; why, are you gay?"

"As a matter of fact I am; would that bother you?"

"Oh no darling; I love gays; Tom my lover is bisexual and I love having
threesomes with him and one of his male fuck buddies many of whom love
watching him fuck me; we have a ball. Do you enjoy sex in all its forms
Frank?"

"Of course; I'm no prude and up for anything"

"Oh lovely; perhaps I should introduce you to Tom; he's a lovely guy."

Having realised the conversation had slipped off its original thread I
quickly brought it back. I didn't usually discuss with clients my sexual
preferences let alone tell them that I was up for anything but there was
something about her which pulled me in. I liked her and in an odd kind of
way found her amusing and good fun; she was also very attractive even
though I wasn't sexually attracted. I then made a note of all her details
and explained my fees. Basically she was giving me carte blanche to do what
hours I needed. She also wanted a weekly meeting at her house for me to
report what I'd found out.

Having given me a photo of the thirty one year old Edward Kale, she stood
up to leave. I went to shake her hand and as I opened the door to let her
out she ran her fingers up and down my crotch.

"Mm, you are rather delicious and I get the feeling you've got plenty to
offer"

It wasn't the usual behaviour of a client but I just smiled and wished her
a pleasant day. When she'd gone I chuckled and involuntarily felt
myself. She was right; I did have plenty to offer but not to her so I hoped
Tom, who she said was twenty eight, was as attractive as she made out.


I first collected together the surveillance equipment I would need to
install in Edward Kale's bedroom. I used the best available which I
obtained from America. Microelectronics had done wonders for this kind of
work so it was possible to secrete miniature cameras that relayed the image
wirelessly to another unit which could be hidden inside a cupboard
nearby. This then relayed the information to a recording system in my
office which I could access remotely from my iPhone and iPad when
necessary. Both units ran off long life miniature batteries so there was no
need for a power supply. It was expensive but clients such as Lady Taylor
never jibbed at the cost which she paid without question in addition to an
upfront fee for me to cover the first month since she reckoned this was
going to be a long job. I certainly didn't argue with that; the longer the
better!

I'd arranged to visit her house the following morning after her husband had
left for work so having gathered together what I needed I spent the rest of
the day dealing with minor jobs I had on my list. I also offered a service
to look into family histories and find lost relatives, which kept me
occupied in between matrimonial work. I therefore sat in front of my
computer searching birth, deaths, marriage and census records to find the
information I required.

Amelia had told me that her husband worked at a bank in the City so that
evening I made my way to the bank in question and started my surveillance
on him. I wanted to identify him from the photograph she'd given and then
follow him.

Having hung about for almost half an hour Edward Kale appeared. He looked
older than his thirty one years and not particularly attractive. I could
see why Amelia was not impressed with him and still wondered why she'd not
refused to marry him. From what I'd gathered, the money she'd recently
inherited had been in trust but was subject to her being married. Since her
father was the controlling trustee of that fund and he'd refused outright
to let her marry Tom, she'd told Edward that she was prepared to marry
him. Thinking that he would get his hands on at least some of the money, he
agreed although in fact she made sure he had no such claim on any of her
inheritance. Seeing that he was now trapped in a loveless marriage he'd
decided to look elsewhere which suited Amelia's long term plan. Once she
had sufficient evidence against Edward she'd present her father with it and
show him how wrong he'd been. I never failed to understand how the rich ran
their lives but since it provided me with a living I certainly wasn't going
to complain.

Edward set off at a steady pace in the opposite direction of his way home
so I guessed he was probably meeting someone. I followed him and saw him
enter a bar. The bar in question had once been a bank so had high ceilings
and much of the panelling from the old bank. It was a popular drinking
place for city workers and I knew it well. I followed him in and stood in
the shadows whilst he went up to the bar and bought himself a drink. As he
drank, he glanced round to see who was there. I thought perhaps he was
looking for someone in particular but after a few moments he moved to the
other end of the long bar and sat on a stool beside a young woman. She was
attractive and on her own. They acknowledged each other and after a few
moments shook hands having introduced themselves. They clearly didn't know
one another.

I decided to move nearer so went to the bar and purchased a drink for
myself. I then casually moved nearer to them and sat on a stool with my
back to Edward who was now in deep conversation with the young woman. I
pulled out my mobile phone which had a miniature directional microphone
installed in it. This was another piece of surveillance equipment I'd
purchased from America. I plugged in my ear pieces and angled the phone
towards the couple so I could listen in to their conversation without them
being any the wiser. To the casual observer I was using my phone or
listening to music. The phone also recorded the conversation so I could
play it back to my client if required.

Edward was flirting with the young woman like mad. "Perhaps you'd like to
join me for a meal" he said.

"I can't tonight; I've got choir practice I'm afraid"

"How about tomorrow night; I know a very nice Italian restaurant not far
from where I live in Chelsea."

The young woman seemed impressed and said she'd love to join him for a meal
so they agreed to meet in the bar at the same time the following
evening. "We can then decide what to do after we've eaten" he added with a
chuckle. I smiled; the guy didn't hang about.

"I do like men who know what they want" she giggled.

"And you're very attractive" he flirted.

I decided I'd heard enough so finished my drink and moved away but still
within view. I casually played with my phone and took a photo of them
together. One big advantage of smartphones was that it was so easy to take
photos without the subject knowing. By now Edward was holding her hand and
gazing into her eyes. I wouldn't mind betting that he also had a bulge down
below as he thought about what they could do after their meal the following
evening.

I was just about to leave when they both stood up. He gently kissed her on
the cheek and they made their way out of the bar with me casually following
on behind. Outside she went one way and he the other. I followed him all
the way to where he lived in Chelsea which was useful since so far I'd not
visited Amelia's residence. It was an enormous house and I dreaded to think
what that must have cost to buy. Once he'd entered the house I walked on by
and went round the block to make my way home. One thing about my job was
that it gave me plenty of exercise.


2.

The following morning I made my way to Amelia's house in Chelsea armed with
my surveillance equipment. I pressed the door intercom and she told me to
go round the side of the house. I smiled having realised she was sending me
round to the tradesman's entrance. To my surprise it was Amelia who
answered the side door.

"I've sent the housekeeper out to do an errand" she said as she invited me
into the large kitchen, "So you've got about an hour to do what you have to
do". I said that should be sufficient and followed her upstairs. The house
had a central staircase which was very grand. I noticed there were rooms
along each side of the upper landing and from what she'd told me I guessed
that she occupied one side and her husband the other. She led me into his
bedroom and I immediately saw the ideal place to install the camera.

"What's the other side of this wall?" I asked having used the foldaway
steps I'd brought with me to reach the ornate wall light in which I could
hide the miniature camera.

"A box room that is used to store linen and general items"

"Excellent" I replied whilst I fitted the camera. Once satisfied that the
camera was angled correctly onto the bed and was well hidden from general
view, I got her to show me the box room next door. This too was perfect and
I found an excellent hiding place on the top shelf behind boxes that were
covered in dust so clearly not used or taken down that often. My small
piece of equipment was also in a box to make it look inconspicuous so I
placed this at the back of the shelf. I then returned to the bedroom and
moved to the bed with my phone in my hand. The picture clearly showed me
which meant the camera had switched on as soon as it sensed the movement.

"I'm going to enjoy watching what he gets up to in here" Amelia chuckled
having seen what I'd recorded, "I do so love watching a guy having
sex". She made the last remark with a big seductive grin on her face which
was very much aimed at me. I decided to ignore the remark and ran my hand
across the bed to remove any sign that I'd sat on it.

We returned downstairs and I reported on her husband's conversation with
the young woman in the bar. "So it's likely he'll bring her back here this
evening" she grinned, "Excellent; when will you let me have the footage?"

I suggested we met at the end of the week so I could report on everything
that had taken place during the week. She seemed satisfied with that so I
left.


That evening I once again followed Edward from his place of work to the bar
where he'd agreed to meet the young woman. I watched and photographed them
kissing and waited for them to leave. Amelia had told me that her husband
had said he had a business meeting that evening so would not be home for a
meal which fitted in with his dalliance. It seemed they seldom ate together
in any event both being served their meals in their separate rooms by the
housekeeper who also acted as a cook. Once she'd completed her duties she
went home so was not aware of night time goings on in the house.

After one drink the pair left the bar and made their way to the Italian
restaurant Edward had mentioned. The woman seemed very excited at the
thought of spending time with Edward and had her arm linked through his as
they walked. I took more photographs to add to the collection and followed
them to the restaurant where I took another photo of them entering. Once
inside I decided there was no point in hanging around since my camera would
capture any activity that may take place later in Edward's bedroom. I'd
already checked the footage that morning which showed him strip naked and
climb into bed. Sadly, even naked he was just as unattractive as he was
fully dressed.

I pondered whether or not to visit a gay bar in order to pick up my own
tryst for the night but decided I couldn't be bothered. Instead I went
home, changed into my robe and snuggled up with a good book.


First thing the following morning I checked the footage that had been
recorded the previous evening. As suspected, Edward had taken the young
woman back home and they'd had passionate love. Watching his naked butt
pump up and down as he fucked her caused my own erection which had to be
satisfied. I never quite understood why such images caused me to get
excited but they invariably did even though it was heterosexual sex.

For the next few nights I waited for Edward to leave work. On some nights
he went straight home but two nights later he visited his usual drinking
hole and again picked up a young woman. This one was a very plain
individual but she seemed flattered that he was paying her attention. As
before, I recorded their conversation.

"You're very attractive; I'd love to get to know you better" he
swooned. "Would you like to join me for a meal; I know a very nice Italian
restaurant near to where I live in Chelsea".

"You live in Chelsea" she exclaimed.

"Yes, just a modest place but it provides somewhere to lay my head; and for
other purposes of course."

"Ooh, you naughty man" she giggled.

"Do you like naughty men?"

"It depends"

"On what?"

"What they have in mind" she chuckled clearly enjoying the flirtation.

"Well, why don't we decide that once we've eaten? My bed is plenty large
enough for two."

"Mm, now that sounds very inviting" she giggled.

I smiled at the guy's approach and wished I could be so obvious when I met
guys I fancied.


As before I followed them to the restaurant, took a photo of them entering
and left them to it. The camera footage would show me what had taken place,
if anything, the following morning.

I wasn't disappointed and spent a good half hour watching the pair of them
have sex which commenced by her giving his stumpy dick a good suck.


Two nights later, Edward met up with the first woman again. As before they
dined together, although at a different restaurant this time, and then went
back to the house for another night of passion. She left in the early hours
of the morning and I wondered whether he told these women that he was
married. Somehow I doubted it.

At the end of the week I contacted Amelia and arranged to visit that
morning whilst Edward was at work. This time I went straight round to the
tradesman's entrance at the side door where she let me in. She led me
upstairs again but then took me into her suite of rooms. We entered a large
living room which I noted had an oval table in the bay window overlooking
the garden. The garden wasn't particularly large but it was well looked
after and I saw a young guy busy weeding the beds.

"He's gorgeous isn't he" Amelia commented whilst I gazed out the window at
the young guy. "He's a nineteen year old Vietnamese lad who's very sexy." I
grinned and had to agree he was, especially since the view I currently had
was of a partly exposed butt as he bent over whilst he pulled out weeds.

We sat at the table and I went through my report. I gave her a USB stick
containing the photos, the conversations I'd recorded and the footage from
the surveillance camera which she immediately copied onto her laptop
computer.

"Oh yes, beautiful" she exclaimed as she looked at some of the footage,
"I'm so going to enjoy watching this".

She was so different to my usual client who was normally very upset at
seeing their partner cheating on them but she was clearly enjoying every
minute of it. I decided I couldn't quite make her out.

"This is excellent work Frank" she said as she flipped through the other
photos I'd taken. "Now, you must come and have dinner with me tomorrow
evening; Tom is coming and I'd love you to meet him."

At first I wasn't sure that was a good idea since I didn't want to bump
into Edward just in case he saw me whilst following him but she assured me
that Edward had said he was out again that evening, no doubt taking a woman
for dinner, and she explained there was a back staircase to her suite of
rooms so there was no chance of meeting him. As I was curious to meet Tom I
agreed.

"See you at seven tomorrow evening" she grinned. As I went I felt her hand
caressing my butt and began to wonder whether I was mad to have accepted
her dinner invitation. She clearly knew I was gay but I had a shrewd
suspicion that she had other ideas planned for Tom and me.


I was still unsure as to whether I'd made the right decision in accepting
Amelia's invitation to dinner but I was intrigued to meet her Tom. In the
past I'd had sex with anonymous bisexuals who'd always been tops. However,
according to Amelia, Tom was a bottom when it came to having sex with a
guy. Since I was versatile it didn't bother me but I wasn't too sure about
performing whilst a woman watched on. But, I did like to experience new
things and this would certainly be a new experience.

As instructed I slipped in the side entrance so as to avoid using the main
front door just in case Edward was around. The path leading to the side of
the house was hidden by a tall hedge and fairly dark. I rang the buzzer and
within a few minutes a guy opened the door.

"Hi, you must be Frank, I'm Tom"

"Hi" I replied as I walked in. Tom closed the door behind me and then gave
me a kiss on each cheek. He smelt gorgeous and he looked even more
gorgeous. I could see why Amelia had fallen in love with him. The guy was
just heavenly. As I followed his pert butt up the backstairs that led
directly into Amelia's suite of rooms, I felt my whole body react. Amelia
walked straight over towards me with her eyes fixed on my crotch. She'd
clearly seen my reaction.

"You've been introduced to Tom then" she grinned. I nodded not sure what to
say as she took my jacket and seductively touched my arm. "Come and sit
beside Tom whilst I get you a drink" she instructed and led me over to a
large sofa where Tom was now sitting. He grinned as I sat down clearly
knowing what Amelia was up to. Once she'd served me my gin and tonic she
excused herself saying she had things to do for the meal downstairs.

"Do you need any help?" Tom called out.

"No darling, you look after Frank; I'm sure you've got plenty to talk
about"

Tom and I grinned at each other.

"So, I understand you're a private eye" he grinned.

"Yep; what do you do?"

"Graphic design; I take it you know I'm bi and that's why Amelia is
interested in us getting to know each other"

For a moment I was taken aback by his directness. "Yeah; I understand she
enjoys watching" I laughed.

He nodded and then placed a hand on my leg. "But first I suggest we get to
know each other".

Quite what he meant by that I wasn't sure, but decided to see what
happened. About fifteen minutes later Amelia appeared with a tray of food
and took it over to the table by the window. "Come on guys, tuck in". Tom
and I joined her and we sat and had a very enjoyable meal. I was relieved
that the topic of conversation did not include sexual activity or that of
her husband. Instead we talked about Tom's work and interesting cases I'd
handled over the years followed by world affairs. After we'd eaten we all
went to sit down in the lounge area and had more drinks. Around ten I
looked at my watch and said that perhaps I should make a move.

"Yes, so must I" Tom said immediately and stood up. Within a few minutes we
were making our way downstairs having kissed Amelia goodbye and thanked her
for the wonderful meal.

Once outside, Tom said he'd walk with me to the station since he lived in
Mornington Crescent so was travelling in the same direction. Once on the
train and we were nearing Euston where he would be getting out he asked
"Are you in a rush to get home?" I said I wasn't since I didn't work on a
Sunday, at least not normally. "Do you fancy coming back to my place so we
can get to know each other some more?"

I looked at him for a moment pondering whether or not to do so. I was also
not sure how Amelia would react if she knew I'd been seeing her lover
behind her back.

He grinned. "Its okay, Amelia suggested we get to know each other before we
had a threesome; that's assuming you're up for one."

I smiled. It seemed Amelia had everything and everyone sorted out to do
what she wanted. "Okay" He was very attractive and I'd not had sex for
quite some time which my body was rapidly telling me.

At Euston we changed onto the Northern line to Mornington Crescent. Tom
lived in a flat just a few minutes' walk away so we were soon there. It was
a one bedroom flat much larger than mine and rather nice.

"Drink?"

I nodded having decided this was going to be an all night affair so I might
as well get fully relaxed. He prepared two drinks and then sat beside
me. My body shivered with excitement since his was almost touching mine and
I could feel the heat.

"Cheers" he grinned as we clinked our glasses together. I took a large gulp
and relaxed back prepared for anything.

It didn't take long for things to start happening. First Tom ran his hand
up and down my thigh and then leaned in for a kiss. I responded and we were
soon in a passionate embrace. He was a gentle lover which suited me
perfectly. Our hands roamed and we were soon each feeling the effect we
were having on each other.

"Mm, that feels so good" Tom groaned as he felt the length of my erection,
"Would love to feel that inside me".

"I always thought bi guys wanted to top but I'm willing to let you feel it
if you want" I chuckled in between kisses.

"I love being fucked but I prefer fucking women which is why I'm bisexual"

We continued kissing and feeling each other whilst I took in what he'd
said. Besides, it didn't bother me. He was very fuckable and I was
certainly up for it in more ways than one!

After a few more minutes he stood up and led me into the bedroom. We kissed
and slowly undressed each other. When we were both naked he flipped back
the covers and we sank onto the bed. As our naked bodies pressed against
each other, arousal surged through me, sending blood right to where I
wanted it most. Seeing me ready to perform he rolled over onto his stomach
which was my indication to do what I'd wanted to do ever since first
meeting him. I took a condom and lube off the side table and prepared
myself whilst I straddled his thick legs. I gazed down at the two globes of
gorgeous flesh in front of me and my cock twitched with excitement. Having
first lubricated him and my shaft, I slowly pressed the head up against the
opening that was inviting to be invaded. It slipped in with ease and he
groaned with satisfaction. I continued thrusting forward until I was fully
inside him. I slowly thrust back and forth enjoying the feel of his
tightness round my cock. It was pure heaven. I increased the pace until Tom
was panting, making small noises of satisfaction, and his hands were
fisting the sheet.

Quite how long I continued fucking him I don't know but I certainly took my
time. He clearly enjoyed it from the sounds of satisfaction coming from him
and I did too. Eventually I felt my climax reach its peak. I pondered for a
moment whether or not to pull out and spill my spunk over his back which I
know lots of guys like but I was too near that final moment so filled the
latex instead. Once sated, I collapsed over his back.

"Yeah, that was brilliant" he muttered. I kissed the back of his neck and
he giggled.

"Sure was; it was fucking brilliant" I chuckled as I pulled out and
collapsed down beside him. He turned his head and smiled. He had the
sweetest of smiles so I moved forward and gently kissed him. "It's a pity
you and Amelia are lovers; I could fall for you." Quite what made me say
that I'm not sure; but it was genuine. I really did like the guy and had
there not been the complication of Amelia he was the kind of guy I could
have a relationship with.

He chuckled. "Don't worry about Amelia, she's an odd one at the best of
times and to be honest I don't think we will ever be more than lovers so if
you want to be my gay lover then that's fine by me."

"But..." I started to say.

"Yeah, I know; she's no doubt told you that daddy stopped us from getting
married, which is true to some extent but you've seen Amelia; do you really
think she'd take that much notice of daddy? All the crap about inheritance
is just a smoke screen if you ask me. I think if she'd really wanted to
marry me she'd have done so and told her daddy to fuck off but Amelia likes
to live dangerously so married Edward just for fun knowing she had me on
the side."

"So why has she hired me to gather evidence of what Edward is up to?" I
asked although I had a good idea of the true reason.

"Just for the fun of it; she likes watching guys having sex and to watch
her husband at it gives her a thrill; I doubt she'll ever use it against
him despite what she says."

"So you don't expect to ever marry her?"

"Nope; and to be honest I'm not sure I'd want to; this way I can lead my
life without her controlling me."

For a moment I was stunned since I had believed Amelia and Tom were lovers
who would eventually get married but it seemed I was just being used. I
chuckled. As long as she was paying me why should I care?


3.

The following morning I woke with a start wondering where I was. A gentle
snore to my left reminded me and I watched Tom as he slept on his side with
his arms wrapped tightly around his pillow like he might hold a lover.

He must have sensed I was watching him because after a while he opened his
eyes and grinned. "Morning; did you sleep well?"

"Brilliant; best night's sleep I've had for a long time; must be because I
have a sexy body beside me". I felt down and sure enough I found his
morning erection rearing to go. He grinned and purred as I gently ran my
hand up and down it.

"You gonna give me a morning fuck then?" he giggled and felt down to grasp
my morning erection.

"Now that's an offer I can't refuse" I laughed so grabbed a condom from the
side and prepared myself. Once done I rolled him over onto his other side
and pressed my gorged organ into him.

"Of fuck, yes, that feels so good; I think if I had this every morning I
might become gay" he chuckled as I continued to fuck.

"Mm, not so sure Amelia would approve" I muttered as I thrust away.

"Probably not but I hope this is not a one off"

For the next few moments my mind was engaged with fucking him. It felt
wonderful and I was enjoying every second. Finally my climax reached its
height and I pumped away as my morning seed filled the latex inside
him. "Yeah, fuck that was good; no it's not a one off if you're up for
more" I giggled and pulled his hot body close to mine whilst still embedded
inside him.



Over the next six weeks I continued with my surveillance on Edward
reporting each week to Amelia. I was amazed at the number of casual women
he picked up in bars and even more amazed at the number of them who were
willing to either go back home with him or take him to their place. He
certainly had a way of charming them. One particular woman took him back to
her flat which was at the top of the block. By pure chance I knew the block
since I'd had to do another surveillance job on someone who lived
there. I'd found a way to get inside the block and then onto the roof
terrace from where I could use a zoom lens and see right into the woman's
flat. Again it amazed me how casual people were when they were having
illicit sex and often didn't draw the curtains. I presume they assumed
because they were up high nobody could see in but I had the perfect view.

I watched them for almost two hours making love, undressing each other and
then walking into her bedroom with Edward sporting an erection to die
for. It made my own spring to life and I had to release my trousers to
satisfy myself. She clearly loved sex and knelt on the bed waiting for him
to thrust his hard organ into her. As he did so I imagined doing the same
to Tom until I too was shooting spunk all over the wall in front of me.

On another occasion when I checked the surveillance footage inside his
bedroom from the night before, I was amazed to see he'd invited another guy
round. The woman handcuffed both guys to the bed and then proceeded to give
them a blow job. Not satisfied with that, she then sat on Edward's cock and
rode him up and down like a stallion before doing the same to the other
guy. When I showed Amelia the footage she nearly wet herself with
excitement.

Tom and I had met up several times since that first occasion and had become
good friends. On each occasion we'd had sex and it was good. It seemed he
loved a good fuck and I was more than happy to give him one.

It was three weeks after I'd first gone back to his place that Amelia
invited me to another dinner party at which Tom would also be
present. Something in the way she said it made me think she had something
special in mind and I had a pretty good idea what that was.

As usual I used the side entrance and Tom answered the door. Once inside we
kissed. Now that we knew each other well, it was far more passionate than
the first time we'd met like this.

"I hope this is in good working order" he chuckled and gave me a grope.

"I'm going to need it tonight am I?" I laughed.

"I think Amelia has something in mind for us" he whispered as he led me
upstairs. As usual she pulled me into her arms and gave me a very
passionate hug and a kiss. I also felt her dig her fingers into my butt and
have a good feel as she did so.

As before, she left Tom and I to chat whilst she prepared the meal. This
time it was much more personal and we kissed and gave each other a good
feel. We'd decided we might as well get ourselves suitably excited and it
wasn't long before we both had erections aching to be released.

"If you two guys can put each other down" she giggled on appearing with the
tray of food, "we'll eat". As we walked over to the table she made a point
of looking at the erections that were making our jeans bulge.

The meal was delicious and once finished Amelia told Tom and me to go and
sit on the sofa. She served brandies and then sat between our legs whilst
we sipped them. It wasn't long before her hands were exploring up and down
our thighs and then feeling our cocks through our jeans. Tom and I sat back
and let her have her fun. She soon had our jeans unfastened and off our
legs. Having given each of us a good feel which caused both organs to
swell, she knelt up and slipped off our T shirts. We then watched as she
slipped off her jeans followed by her T shirt. I'd already noticed that she
was braless earlier so her breasts were now on show. Despite not being into
women, I found them pleasing to look at. They were firm and had nice pink
nipples which Tom immediately fingered.

She then took hold of my briefs and pulled them off. My cock sprang into
action and she grasped it with her hand making it get even harder.

"Mm, now that is nice" she murmured as she gently stroked it, "You're
really going to love being fucked by this Tom".

Once I was naked, she removed Tom's and his erection jumped up and down
with excitement. She briefly bent forward and took each one into her mouth
before standing up. We then watched as she slipped off her own pants and
stood in front of us completely naked. The sight of a woman's pussy never
particularly excited me but for some reason seeing her naked did. Perhaps
it was the thought of what I was about to do to Tom. She took each of our
hands and led us into the bedroom where she told us to both lay on the bed
on our backs.

"I'm going to give both you guys such a treat" she chuckled as she pulled
out two sets of handcuffs. She then fastened our hands to the bed head and
knelt between our open legs. Taking each cock at a time she gave us a
wonderful blow job. She was good and knew precisely how fast and how much
to suck before she stopped and moved back to the other. She managed to keep
us on a high for a good half hour and I was aching to shoot my load.

She released Tom's cuffs and told him to kneel over my chest so I could
take his cock into my mouth. His butt was up in the air as he did so and
whilst I sucked his cock I could feel her sucking mine. Suddenly I felt her
hand grasp my balls and I groaned with pleasure. I loved my balls being
gently massaged and she certainly knew how to please.

"Oh god, yes, fuck that feels good" I groaned as she fingered my balls and
sucked. I really hadn't expected this to be so good.

Before I had brought Tom to a climax, she told him to pull out of my mouth
and kneel across my chest with his butt just over my cock. I felt her guide
my head up to his hole and then push him down onto it. My cock immediately
slipped in and by her shrieks of delight she loved the sight of it
disappearing inside her lover. She told him to ride it up and down and as
he did so I realised she hadn't put a condom on him.

"Yeah enjoy that gorgeous raw cock up your arse my love" she laughed as he
increased the pace.

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum" I yelled after a few more minutes.

"Keep riding him Tom, I want you to feel his hot spunk inside you". He did
and it wasn't long before I was shooting my load. As soon as I'd finished,
she lifted him off and went down on my sensitive cock. I screamed and
yelled as she took the whole organ into her mouth but it felt fucking
brilliant. She kept on sucking until I felt my next orgasm rising. Suddenly
it did and she took the whole load into her mouth.

"I hope you've got plenty more" she grinned at me, "because the night is
young and I've got other uses for that gorgeous cock of yours." All I could
do was grin at her since I was still shackled to the bed.

After a short rest during which I had to watch Tom lick her nipples and
finger her, she then knelt across my legs. "When was the last time this
cock of yours was inside a woman?" she asked.

"A fucking long time ago" I laughed guessing what she was now about to
do. Without saying anything she sat down on my still hard cock. I closed my
eyes trying to imagine it going inside Tom. Suddenly I smelt some Poppers
being wafted beneath my nose so I took several long hard sniffs. At least
that took my mind off where my cock was now plunging.

"Okay Tom, get that cock of yours up my arse and let Frank feel what a
double fuck is like". I knew some women liked doing this but had never
imagined being part of such an exercise. I had on previous occasions double
fucked a guy and I had to admit that was brilliant. I felt Tom's cock
invade her as mine sank deeper inside her. "Yeah, get that big cock of
yours right inside Tom; I want to feel completely filled by these two
gorgeous cocks."

"Yeah, you love having your arse fucked whilst another big cock is in your
cunt don't you" Tom groaned as he fucked away.

"I want to feel you both thrusting in and out of me" she suddenly gasped so
the action stopped.

I was released and she got on her back. Tom shackled her to the bed and
told me to fuck her arse. I looked at him not sure I wanted to do
that. "Just imagine you're fucking me" he laughed so I did as I was told
and plunged my still hard cock into her now open arse. Tom then climbed in
front of me and I watched him thrust his cock into her cunt.

"Yeah, beautiful, now both fuck me hard until you're filling me up" she
yelled.

I grabbed the poppers and took several long hard sniffs before passing it
to Tom. When he'd done the same he held it in front of Amelia's nose. Once
we were all feeling its effect we fucked like mad. There was something very
erotic about a double penetration and it wasn't long before I could feel my
seed rise and it spilling out inside her. From the sounds Tom was making he
was doing the same.

Finally we pulled out and grinned at each other. She then told both of us
to suck a nipple each. "She likes it hard so don't hold back" Tom told
me. I'd not sucked a woman's nipple for years but I duly obliged. I sealed
my lips around it and nibbled with my teeth. She clearly loved what I was
doing so I continued until I was told to stop.

"That was fucking brilliant; at some point we must invite a third guy round
then I can suck dick whilst being double penetrated.

We all needed a rest so we moved back into the living room where we had
more drinks. As we drank, she made sure that our cocks remained hard.

"I want to watch you giving Tom a good long hard fuck" she announced after
a while so Tom was told to bend over the end of the sofa whilst I fucked
him.

"Oh yes, that is a beautiful sight"

Having watched me thrust in and out for several minutes she held the bottle
of poppers up to my nose and I again took several long hard sniffs. It went
straight to my head and for several moments I fucked with my head
spinning. She did the same to Tom and then positioned herself on the sofa
so that he could lick her cunt. He was happy, she was happy and I was
happy.


It was gone two in the morning when we finally finished the session and Tom
and I left. As we walked to the main road to get a taxi since the trains
had now stopped, he asked me how I'd found it.

"Interesting" I laughed.

"Would you do it again?"

"Yeah, I reckon I would"

"Fancy coming back to my place?"

I grinned and nodded so we grabbed a taxi to his flat in Mornington
Crescent. By the time we got there, we were both pooped so we fell into
bed. When we woke later that morning, we were ready for another session and
I ended up staying for the rest of the day.


Having completed two months of surveillance on Edward, Amelia decided she
had enough evidence so I was stood down. However, she still wanted the
surveillance cameras kept in his bedroom and also wanted me to fit more to
each of the other two bedrooms in his suite and in the living room. She
therefore retained me to monitor the footage and provide her with a weekly
copy of it. Quite what she was now going to do with all the information I'd
gathered I wasn't sure but I was soon to find out.

"I'd like you to accompany me to daddy's house in Hertfordshire" she told
me at one of our weekly meetings. "I think it's time to tell him what his
wonderful Edward has been up to". It seemed she wanted me there to confirm
that it was all true. Since she was paying me for the trip I agreed.

As we drove into the grounds, I was surprised to see that the house was not
as large as I'd expected. I'd imagined it would be a grand country estate
but in fact the house was not a lot larger than Amelia's London residence
in terms of room numbers but each was a lot larger so overall the house was
bigger. I did notice that at some point in its history the house had been
larger but part of it had been removed, no doubt to make it more
manageable.

We were met by an older guy who showed us into the main room downstairs. I
noticed a bed at one end and realised that her father used this as his
living quarters. He was slumped in a wheelchair much to my surprise.

"Hello daddy" Amelia called out as we walked in and went over to give him a
light kiss on the cheek. She made no attempt to introduce me so I just
stood in the background. Her father made little notice of her and I soon
realised that he was far from well. Quite what was wrong I had no idea but
it didn't stop her from proceeding with what she'd come to tell him.

"I thought you'd like to know that your precious Edward who you made me
marry is fucking other women behind my back." This did make him look at her
with an inquisitive stare. She then put into his hands several still photos
I'd taken of Edward kissing women and of the ones I'd taken using the zoom
lens when he fucked the woman in her flat. I noticed she didn't mention the
fact that she had lots of evidence of him fucking away in his bedroom. I
assumed she didn't want that fact to get back to Edward.

"How did you obtain this evidence?" he asked having glanced at the photos.

"I hired a private detective" she replied and indicated me.

"Is all this true?" he said hardly looking at me.

"I'm afraid it is sir" I replied and moved forward expecting to be
introduced. He ignored me as if I was not there so I moved back.

"So, do you now still believe he was the perfect husband for me?" Amelia
almost shouted at him. He shuddered at her tone fingering the photos.

"Are you going to divorce him?" he asked hardly getting the words out.

"Oh no daddy, I'm certainly not going to do that but it gives me plenty to
keep him hanging on the hook don't you think?"

"But how can you live with him knowing this?"

"Oh come on daddy, you don't really think we've been living together all
this time do you? Edward lives in one part of the house and I live in the
other so we hardly see one another."

For a moment I could see he was shocked. It was clear he'd thought the
marriage was perfect. He then closed his eyes which was her cue to leave so
I quickly followed on behind.

"Well, that's told the old bastard hasn't it" she laughed as we walked out
to the car.

"I take it you don't like your father" I commented.

"Good god no; he's always been a complete bastard and to be honest the
sooner he's dead the better."

I decided not to reply and just sat in the car as she drove us back to
London.

As it happened, her wish came true just two days later. The old man passed
away in his sleep.

"At last" she exclaimed when she told me, "I'm at last free from the old
bastard".


When I saw Tom a few days later we discussed the meeting with Amelia's
father and I relayed what she'd said. I felt he was now a close friend and
should know. He laughed. "I always knew she had no intention of marrying me
and I certainly have no intention of marrying her so we're both
happy. She's a good fuck so it suits both of us." I hugged him not sure if
he wanted to be consoled. "Thanks for telling me though; you're a good
friend".

I smiled, "Thanks and you're a good fuck too" I laughed.

When I next went to see Amelia with the latest footage, a gorgeous looking
guy opened the side door.

"Hi, I'm Karl" he grinned as he invited me in. I then noticed a young woman
busy in the kitchen who he introduced as Rosa. Just then Amelia came down
the stairs and told me that Karl and Rosa were now living in and managing
the London house. The other housekeeper come cook had been removed. Karl
and Rosa were both in their early twenties. I later found out they were in
fact twenty four but they weren't married or lovers. When we adjourned to
Amelia's suite of rooms she explained that she'd found them in a bar and
offered them both jobs. She'd told Edward that she was aware of his
womanising and that it didn't bother her so he could do what he liked in
his suite.

"I've also told him he can fuck Rosa if he wants since I know he will want
to do so. As you've seen she's a buxom girl and is up for anything she can
get. I'm meanwhile having fun with Karl. He has the most gorgeous dick on
him. In fact perhaps you'd like to join me on Saturday evening for a meal
and we can enjoy a session with Tom and Karl."

"Does Karl know that Tom is bi?"

"Oh yes, he's cool about it and I've told him you're gay so he's quite
happy to join in a foursome."

I smiled. It seemed Amelia had no end of ideas up her sleeve and I was
happy to join in if it meant seeing young Karl stark naked.

"I take it Edward is still oblivious to the hidden cameras"

"Of course; I shall enjoy watching his exploits, especially with young
Rosa."

"And Tom, how has he taken all this?"

"You know Tom; he's quite happy giving me a fuck and having you fuck him
whenever he wants."

"So you're definitely not going to divorce Edward so you can marry Tom?"

"Fuck no; why spoil a good thing? I've got Tom when I want him, he's got
you and I've got Edward where I want him."

She was indeed a hard bitch but that was no surprise from what I'd seen of
her father.


On the Saturday I made my way to Amelia but this time I rang the main front
doorbell. Now that I was no longer following Edward it didn't matter if he
saw me. What I didn't realise was that he too had been invited to Amelia's
dinner party so there was the four of us. I was duly introduced to Edward
who warmly shook my hand having no clue at all that he'd been my
surveillance subject for two months. He made no indication that he
recognised me but then I was a professional and always made sure I kept out
of sight of whoever I was following.

Karl and Rosa served the meal and each time Karl served Amelia she ran her
hand up and down his butt and on one occasion down the inside of his
leg. Edward just grinned. He had his fun with Rosa and fondled her butt
whenever he could. I also noticed his hand slip beneath the short skirt she
was wearing and I wondered whether she had anything on underneath. From
what I could see of Karl, he certainly didn't since his excited dick was
pressing against the thin material of his trousers which was no doubt on
the instruction of Amelia knowing her.

Once the meal was over, Edward disappeared to his rooms, no doubt with
Rosa, whilst Karl remained with us. As usual we first had a drink before
getting down to business. This went much the same as on previous occasions
although this time Amelia sucked me whilst being double penetrated by Tom
and Karl who had a beautiful body and I sensed, like me, that Tom was
itching to get his hands on him but Karl was very much a straight.


A few weeks later, Amelia invited me to join her and Tom on a visit to the
country house. Tom told me on the quiet that she'd organised a sex party
and that around twenty people had been invited in total. Now that daddy was
gone, she had every intention of using the house for her purposes. On our
arrival we were met by two gorgeous looking guys. They were introduced as
Sven and Jacob and both were twenty two. By their accent I soon deduced
they were from Sweden and it didn't take long to work out that they were
gay. Tom again told me on the side that the old boy and his wife who'd
looked after Amelia's father for years had both been given the push and
that these two gorgeous hunks were now managing the house for Amelia. They
too had been picked up on one of Amelia's pub crawls.

The party was wild to say the least, especially since the dress code
involved wearing a cloak and a mask, duly provided my Amelia, and nothing
else. Needless to say the cloaks were soon discarded so all you had to wear
was a mask! To be honest I lost count of how many times I had sex or how
many guys I fucked since there was a good mix of gays as well as straights
to cater for all tastes. Tom and I felt exhausted by the time we got home
the next morning and collapsed into his bed for the rest of the day. I
wasn't sure I could keep up with Amelia's appetite for sex and nor was Tom.

I later found out that Edward had been told he too could hold a sex party
if he wished, which he did and which was duly recorded for posterity
unbeknown to him. I was beginning to feel sorry for the guy since
everything he did was on camera for Amelia's later gratification but since
I was being paid to operate the system it wasn't up to me to complain or
say anything.


4.

I'd been employed by Amelia for six months when she announced one day that
she wanted to take me and Tom to Los Angeles for a holiday. "All expenses
paid darling so you must come" she implored. Since I'd never been able to
afford such a holiday I readily agreed, especially since Tom was also going
and it seemed she'd booked a suite of rooms in a very smart hotel so we'd
all be together, or more to the point, I'd have access to Tom when he
wasn't servicing Amelia.

We flew first class, of course, which made the long journey more tolerable
and at the airport we were met by a private chauffeur to take us to our
hotel. Tom and I had never experienced such luxury and at times I felt
sorry for him because had Amelia's father not been so belligerent he might
have been her husband and enjoyed this luxury all the time. Even so, Tom
seemed happy enough with his lot so I soon put my sorrow for him out of my
mind.

Needless to say we had a ball and Amelia dragged us round to all kinds of
clubs every evening. She loved frequenting gay clubs and it was at one of
these where I met a guy who would change my life. His name was Tyler and
just three years younger than me. I also later found out that he was an
English American since his mother had been English and his father
American. He was also stunning apart from being a delightful guy. We were
in LA for two weeks and I met Tyler at the beginning of the second
week. I'm afraid Amelia and Tom hardly saw me for the rest of the week but
they didn't seem to mind, at least Amelia didn't but I wasn't too sure
about Tom.

"I think our Frank is in love" I overheard Amelia saying to Tom one
morning, "and if I'm not mistaken young Tyler feels the same way."

It made me stop and consider what she'd said. Yes, I was in love. Tyler was
the most perfect guy I'd ever met; kind, considerate, extremely good
looking and great in bed; not that we'd done much so far since neither of
us wanted to rush things. The problem was that he lived in America and I in
England so I felt the likelihood of the relationship continuing beyond the
end of the week was slim.

"We can stay in touch can't we" I blurted out during another idyllic day
with Tyler, "and you could come and visit or I could come over here" I
continued somewhat excitedly although in reality I didn't really see how
that would happen.

"I could always move to England" Tyler replied as he held me in his arms
whilst we relaxed on his sofa one evening. I looked up startled.

"How; you have your business here" I exclaimed.

He smiled and gently kissed me. "It doesn't matter from where I run my
import export business; it's all online so as long as I have a computer
with internet access I can operate anywhere; besides a lot of my business
involves British companies and I have dual nationality."

"How come?" I asked having not thought about that.

"I was born in England so have a British passport; my dad moved us out here
when I was five and I got American citizenship so I can live on either side
of the pond."

For a moment I was gobsmacked. "Would you really do that?"

He nodded. "Yep, if it meant being with the guy I've fallen madly in love
with".

The realisation that my dreams could come true was too much for me and I
burst into tears. He hugged me and kissed me in his usual caring way.

"I love you so much" I finally managed to say.

"And me you; I know we've only known each other for a few days but I've got
a feeling deep down that we're perfect for each other."

We then talked about the logistics of him moving to England. We'd certainly
need to find a larger place to live in since in no way was my flat big
enough. He also had things to finalise in America and decide what he would
do with his beautiful apartment. Would he rent it out or keep it for us to
use when we visited LA which was something I had a feeling we'd want to do
quite often.

By the time I returned to the hotel I was walking on cloud nine. Amelia
immediately picked up on my high and sat me down. We talked and she was
fully in support of what Tyler and I had discussed. I looked at Tom and for
a moment my heart dropped. I suddenly realised that this would affect him
and the friendship we'd formed over the past six months. That night we
slept together at Amelia's suggestion and I held him in my arms.

"I'm sorry Tom, I know we have a great time together but I've been looking
for someone like Tyler all my life"

"It's okay; I understand Frank; besides, I've always known that one day it
would come to an end; I'm happy for you, I really am but we can still be
friends can't we?"

I pulled him into a kiss and told him that of course we could and that
Tyler would love to be friends with him as well. The only thing that would
change was the sexual relationship since I knew from now on there was only
one man for me, and that was Tyler.


It took Tyler three weeks to sort things out in LA. They were the longest
three weeks of my life but we called each other on Skype everyday to keep
in touch. Finally the day arrived and I went to Heathrow airport to meet
him. As he walked through the exit gate my heart skipped a beat. When we
were finally together we hugged and kissed completely oblivious to who was
around. I eventually grabbed one of his two cases and we made our way home.

"What have you been up to during the last three weeks?" Tyler asked.

"I've been as good as gold" I chuckled. Which was true; Tom had not put any
pressure on me to have sex with him knowing Tyler and I were so much in
love.

"I was referring to your work" Tyler laughed.

"Ah" I giggled and then told him about the latest job I'd been working
on. It had involved a good friend of Tom's who suspected that his long term
boyfriend was having an affair with another guy. I had been asked to
investigate to see if the suspicion was true or not. Unfortunately it was
so the boyfriend was given the boot which meant that Tom had to pick up the
pieces. At least it meant that he had someone else to think about now that
he'd lost me as his fuck buddy. I also had a feeling that things were
cooling off with Amelia but said nothing. Since returning from LA she too
had not put any pressure on me to take part in anymore sessions of
sex. Besides, she now had Karl to keep her satisfied.

By the time we got back to my tiny abode I was deep in thought. "I'm afraid
it's rather a dump compared to your place in LA" I said gloomily as I
showed him in.

"It's not that bad" Tyler replied trying to bolster my mood.

"We're going to need a bigger place" I said as I showed him round, "In no
way are we going to fit everything in here once your stuff is shipped
over."

"What's wrong Frank? You seem pre-occupied. Are you regretting us getting
together?"

"Don't be daft" I replied before he went any further, "Of course I don't
regret it; I love you and want you with me."

"Then what's the matter?"

I thought for a moment deciding how to put what I needed to say. "It's my
work". I then explained that a lot of my work involved evening surveillance
and I didn't want to be doing that now we were living together.

"Why not concentrate on your family history work and finding lost souls" he
replied as he took me into his arms.

"The problem is that the surveillance work is where I make most money and
if we get a bigger place then that could be a problem."

He then pulled me into a kiss which immediately sent shivers down my spine
and blood rushing south. When he pulled out of the kiss he looked me in the
eyes and smiled whilst still holding onto me.

"There's something I need to tell you" he said whilst still holding me. My
mind went into overdrive. Was he having second thoughts? "Don't look so
worried" he laughed sensing my concern. "I didn't want to tell you this
until I was over here and knew that you still wanted us to live together
but I own an apartment in London".

I looked at him dumbfounded wondering why on earth he owned a property in
London and why he hadn't mentioned it during the past three weeks. He then
reminded me that he'd been born in England and when his father's job was
transferred to America when Tyler was five years old his parents had sold
the family house and bought an apartment as a bolt hole just in case they
ever needed to return. When his father's job became permanent in America
they decided to let it.

"By pure chance, the guy who's been renting it has also had his job moved
to America so two weeks ago he gave me notice to quit. Because he needed to
move quickly I agreed he could vacate the apartment immediately so it's now
vacant."

"Where is it situated?"

"Near Sloane Square"

"Fuck, that's an expensive area; it must be worth a fortune now; how big is
it?"

"Three bedrooms; well two really with a box room which would make an ideal
office for both of us; it also has a kitchen, a large living room and
bathroom of course. Now it is worth a lot of money but when my parents
bought it twenty four years ago it probably wasn't that expensive. When
they were both killed in the road accident two years ago I decided to keep
it just in case I ever needed it. So, if you wanted we could move there or
if you didn't like it we could sell it and buy something else."

I pulled him into a hug. He'd told me about how his parents had died in a
road accident and it brought tears to my eyes. From what he'd told me they
were two lovely people and I would have liked to have known them. "Anything
would be better than this dump" I eventually replied.

"It's not that bad" he giggled, "Okay it's bijou but you've done the best
you can with it".

I laughed and gave him a big wet kiss. "I love you so much".

"And I love you too; how about we have a bite to eat and then show each
other how much we love one another" he grinned mischievously, "Then
tomorrow I'll take you to see the apartment."

I nodded but that still didn't solve my work problem. I knew I'd have to
give up the surveillance work, in fact I wanted to but I needed to find
another way of making money. As always he seemed to read my mind because he
then pulled me into his arms again.

"I may have a solution to your work problem" he said, "I agree you
certainly don't want to continue following characters around each evening
and I would not want that but you could continue doing the work that only
involves daytime activity and supplement that by helping me with my
business."

"Help you? But I know fuck all about importing and exporting" I exclaimed.

He laughed and placed a finger on my lips to stop me. "What I need is
someone to research things and investigate new outlets for the work I
do. At present I have to employ the services of someone to do that for me
because I don't have time, so your investigative skills would be ideal. I'd
pay you a salary from the business for doing that work which would help
both of us."

The guy was brilliant and I loved the idea of working with him as well as
living with him and having sex with him; in fact I wanted to do everything
with him.

"That is fucking brilliant", I eventually exclaimed and pulled him in for
yet another deep throated kiss which caused both of us to get erections.

"Food first, fucking second", he laughed "because I'm starving".

We dumped his suitcases in the bedroom and I set to and made us a meal. It
felt so good making a meal for two and then sharing it with them. I'd never
felt so happy.

As soon as we'd finished eating and I'd stuffed the dirty dishes into the
dishwasher, I led him into the bedroom. I couldn't wait to feel his hot
naked body up close against mine. I slid my strong arms around his waist
from behind and laced my fingers across his belly. The hold was loose, the
intentions clear. "You want to fuck me, don't you?" he giggled. Arousal
surged through me, sending blood right to where I wanted it most. I turned
him round and seductively removed my clothes whilst he stood and
watched. He eye fucked every inch of skin that I flashed until he stopped
at my cock licking his lips. I shivered, the feeling curling low in my
stomach in a pleasant way. He stroked my erection and my whole body jerked.

I slowly undressed him and once naked I sealed my lips around one of his
nipples and nibbled with my teeth. His legs jerked and he made a sexy noise
that went right to my balls. I coaxed that noise out of him again, over and
over on both nipples until his fingers threaded my hair. His hips jerked
and his cock pulsed. It was time to get down to some serious business so I
gently led him to the bed. He lay back on the bed lifting his legs to offer
what he knew I wanted. I grabbed the lube and gently stroked the beautiful
puckered hole that was now ready and waiting for me.

"Oh god, yes, that feels so good" he groaned as I slowly fingered him until
I had two digits right inside and was feeling that magic spot. "I want to
feel your cock; please" he implored. I giggled at his impatience but I knew
I'd be the same if he was about to fuck me. I grabbed a condom and prepared
my stiff cock that was aching to be used. I slowly pressed it against his
well lubricated hole and watched it slip in. It was the first time we'd
actually fucked and it felt just perfect. I slowly pressed the full length
inside him watching his face as I did so. "Yeah, that feels brilliant; now
give me a good long hard fuck" he groaned.

I needed no further encouragement so gradually increased the pace of my
thrusts until I was literally slamming my cock into him. Despite not having
fucked for over three weeks, I managed to hold back the urge to reach a
climax too soon. I wanted this to last and I wanted him to savour the feel
of me inside him. Eventually my sexual urge overcame my control and I felt
my climax rise. I yelled out as my hot seed spilled out and he smiled at
me. It was the most beautiful fuck I'd ever had and I knew without doubt he
was the man for me.


By the time we'd finished making love it was getting late and I knew Tyler
was tired after his long journey. We settled down and I snuggled my naked
body up behind his. It felt perfect and I kissed the back of his neck to
show how contented I was. He reached round and held my hand until he
finally slipped off to sleep.


When I woke the following morning Tyler was still lightly sleeping beside
me. My morning erection was dying for action but I didn't want to wake
him. I gently moved up behind him and placed a hand on his hip. He groaned
contentedly and held my hand.

"Mm, it feels so nice waking up in bed with a hot sexy guy and feeling a
hot morning wood pressing against my backside" he giggled. I kissed the
back of his neck and pressed my erection even harder against him. "Are you
gonna use that then?" he chuckled and felt behind him to give it a
squeeze. I certainly needed no further encouragement so hastily prepared my
cock whilst he rolled onto his stomach. I draped myself across his back and
thrust inside him with one smooth stroke. He arched and panted with fingers
clenching the sheet. I felt my balls drawing up and knew I wouldn't last
long. I used long hard thrusts into his perfect heat with my hands tight
around his shoulders. He pushed back, wanting and demanding more. Harder,
faster, until electricity shot down my spine and I came.

"Oh god that feels so good" I finally managed to whisper into his ear. "You
want to fuck me now?"

He pondered the question and then rolled over moving me beside him. He
lifted himself on his arms and gave me a passionate kiss. "I'd like you to
suck me off like you did in LA; I'll fuck you later." I grinned and threw
back the covers to expose his gorgeous naked body. I then took his hard
cock into my mouth and slowly sucked it up and down. Every so often I'd
pull off and lick round the gorgeous head and down inside his foreskin
since I knew he loved me doing that. All the while he groaned and moaned
with pleasure. I then set to work and sucked with intent. When I sensed he
was about to spill, I pulled back a little and felt my mouth fill with the
beautiful taste of his release. I licked and swallowed, careful not to
spill a drop, worshipping his cock until he was fully spent.

My shower wasn't big enough for both of us so I let Tyler shower first
whilst I prepared the breakfast things. When he was done I showered and
afterwards we sat down for breakfast.

"So, you want to go and see the apartment in Sloane Square?" he asked as we
ate.

"You bet, can't wait".

After breakfast we did just that. Work would have to wait for the time
being. Fortunately I had nothing pressing.

"Wow, this is very grand" I exclaimed as Tyler led me into an old mansion
block. We took the lift to the fourth floor and he led me into his
apartment. My eyes nearly jumped out of my head once inside. It was
beautiful and much larger than I'd imagined from Tyler's description. It
made my tiny flat look like a shoebox.

"It's beautiful" I exclaimed as I went from room to room.

"So, would you like to move in here?"

"You bet; it's perfect; and you're sure you don't mind using the third
bedroom as an office?" Tyler said he had no problems with that and when I
needed to see clients he could easily take his laptop into the living
room. "With premises like these I reckon I could increase my rate" I
laughed. I'd decided that from now on I'd only be doing family history work
and missing persons with perhaps the odd investigative job provided it no
longer required evening or night surveillance. Those days were well and
truly over.

Tyler had already arranged for a company to give the place a good clean so
everything looked perfect. I didn't have much at my place that needed
moving apart from personal stuff. The furniture I had wasn't a patch on
what he owned so I decided to leave most of that behind and let the letting
agent keep it.

"When would you like to move in?" he grinned as he swept me into his arms.

"How about this afternoon?" I laughed, "No time like the present".

He giggled and lowered his hand to my groin. "Mm, I'm so going to enjoy
living with you and having this to feel whenever I want".


So, that's what we did. We went back to my flat, packed up and grabbed a
taxi to take us to Sloane Square. I called the letting agent and gave
notice on both the flat and the small office I used on the floor below. The
following day we went back and packed up my office. I happened to know a
guy who did small removals so he came round that afternoon and took my
desk, filing cabinet and computer to their new home. Fortunately there
wasn't much since most of my work was stored online. Once it was all
installed it looked brilliant. Tyler had been out and purchased a small
desk for his use and this fitted perfectly into the room that we now called
the office.

Several days later I invited Tom to join us for a meal since I'd not seen
much of him since returning from LA. As soon as he came in I noticed a
difference in him. "You're looking happy with life" I chuckled as I gave
him a big kiss before letting Tyler do the same.

"I am" he grinned, "Remember the guy you did the 'follow him' investigation
for? Well, as a result of that he dumped his boyfriend and we're now an
item. I've fancied him for a long time but as he had a boyfriend I held
back; now he's free I made my move and we're boyfriends, so thanks."

"But...I thought you were..."

"Yeah I know, but having had some great times with you I've decided I'm
more gay than bi. My relationship with Amelia has gone down the pan in any
event since Karl has been on the scene and as I've said before I never did
believe she'd marry me so I've decided to walk away and put it down to
experience."

I gave him another hug and a big kiss. "I'm very happy for you and glad to
be of service.

*****

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