Date: Sat, 17 Dec 2011 07:43:59 +0100
From: Amy Redek <adultreading@gmail.com>
Subject: Kane & Spencer. Chapters Two & Three

				Chapter Two

   Boy did I get a nice wake up call. My balls had been thoroughly rolled
around and washed and had my erection adequately scratched with his teeth
before being taken into his mouth for the glorious face fuck that I gave
him. We'd rolled onto our sides and he held the root of my cock so that I
wouldn't choke him as I bucked my hips between his lips that were clamped
round the head and I jerked and fucked him in the mouth and sighed with
pleasure as I came into his cavern and saw the delight in his eyes that
swivelled up to shine at me as my come filled his mouth. Then he made me
laugh as he rolled his eyes and I felt his tongue swirl the sperm round the
head of my cock before he swallowed what had come out of my balls.

   He was like a bubbling child as he made us our breakfast and after that,
showering and the rest, we got dressed and went off to the hospital to have
my stitches removed. That didn't take long and it was still only midmorning
and I thought it would only be a courtesy to call into the Foreign Office
to tell my boss Spencer that we would be leaving the country on a holiday
as part of my recuperation. He was pleased that I had called in and I
suddenly had an idea and wondered how he would take what I was going to
suggest.

   `Sir. You know that Tracey and I are living together and I have just
said that we are going away on holiday. It would make life a lot easier if
someone downstairs could come up with a joint passport.' There, I'd said
it! His face was a picture at this suggestion. `Tracey was a damn sight
more help than I got from Tolliver,' I added. He gave a noise that a
buffalo might have made when annoyed, but I'm not quite sure never having
known if I'd ever faced an angry buffalo or not.

   `That's a highly irregular request,' he said, still looking angry.

   `But it's one that will make sure I come back in one month,' I
countered, using this as blackmail. He pondered this for a moment and then
scribbled a note and passed it across to me.

   `Take this downstairs and just make sure that I see you in a month's
time.' I thanked him and quickly left his office and collected Tracey who
I'd made wait outside whilst I was in the office.

   `What was that about?' he asked as I moved to the lifts and got in and
pressed the button for a few floors down.

   `I'll tell you in a minute,' I said as we stopped at the floor the note
said I was to go to and went along a corridor and into the forgery
section. It was one large room that had many desks, piled high with
paperwork and many with magnifying lights attached to the sides. One man
got up and came forward to ask if he could help. I passed across the note
from Spencer which he read.

   `When do you want it?' he asked.

   `As soon as possible. We're leaving tomorrow,' I said.

   `Rush, rush, rush,' he grumbled. `Come over here then. It'll take an
hour.'

   `That's fine,' I said, as we followed him and then I was sat down before
a camera with a white back drop. I tore off the light plaster that the
hospital had put on my head and had my photograph taken. Then Tracey had
his taken. I thanked the man and said we would be back in an hour, giving
him the names I wanted in the passport.

   `What was that in aid of?' Tracey asked as we left the building to find
a pub for the next hour.

   `We are going on a mission,' I said mysteriously.

   `I thought we were going on holiday?' he almost wailed.

   `We are, but they think it's a mission,' I said as we went into a pub
and I had a pint and Tracey had a gin and tonic.

   We were back in the time stated, Tracey none the wiser because I
wouldn't tell him. I collected the passport and it wasn't until we were
outside that I showed it to him. He really squealed with delight when he
saw that inside it stated that the two photographs were of Mr. and
Mrs. Kane.

   `You lovely man,' he cried and kissed me, almost startlingly the horse
outside of Horse Guards Parade. He was positively bubbling as we walked the
short way from Whitehall to where we now lived.

   `We got married!' Tracey cried out to Charlie as we entered the building
and shoved the passport under his nose as proof of the non event.

   `Congratulations Miss Tracey,' he managed to get out and I knew that he
hadn't been fooled by the passport, knowing the business I was in.

   `It's a business thing I'm into at work,' I exclaimed, closing one
eye. This he understood and nodded as he congratulated Tracey once
again. `We'll be leaving first thing in the morning I think and expect to
be away about three weeks or so.'

   `Well just ring down for when you want a taxi sir,' he said as we went
upstairs.

   Tracey was in my arms and all over me as soon as we got inside the
apartment door and it took me quite some time to extricate myself from the
kisses and hugs and thanks I was getting for me to get to the phone.

   I had since found my gold credit card in the apartment and had no
trouble booking an early first class flight to Nassau from Heathrow. The
next call was to the Hilton in Nassau and book a suite for the next three
weeks, money not being any object considering I'd taken enough to cover
everything from the raid on Brakestone Manor.

   `What about clothes?' Tracey said.

   `Do you know that you are really beginning to sound like a wife,' I
said, regretting the way I had said it but was grateful that he didn't pick
up on it. I knew he hadn't for he came straight into my arms full of
apologies for making it sound as though it was my fault he didn't have
enough clothes. I accepted his kisses and assured him that he only had to
pack the bare necessities as he could buy what he liked at the airport and
what they didn't have that he wanted, in the Bahamas.

   The dinner again that night was superb and for afters, I had Tracey
across the table he wanted it so bad, not only for himself, but to show his
gratitude for having had a passport made to show that he was my wife.

   It was also his enthusiasm that raised me up to love and relish the
scattering of the table's contents as he flayed his arms as I roughly
entered and fucked him. I enjoyed it as much as he did though maybe more on
my part, for I didn't use a condom, but went bareback. I know that a condom
should be used at all times but, well, passion takes over sometimes and
then it's just a matter of getting stuck in. There's more feeling doing it
without one and Tracey had said more than once that he can actually feel it
burst inside him to his greater pleasure.

   So after giving him the trauma of my withdrawal, I went and showered and
had the pleasure of his company in the large cubicle to actually see that I
was properly cleaned down there for him to take me once more into his
mouth. I always thought of it being demeaning for him to go down onto his
knees before me to suck on my cock, and yet, when I did the same to him, I
saw it from a different perspective and saw it as love, not only for what I
was about to suck, but the person I was going to suck upon. It's strange
how different the outlooks are from the angle of the giver and
recipient. But I thought nothing now of what might be called debasing
oneself by going down onto my knees, for it was also showing that I was
returning the love that the other one had been giving to me.

   We dried each other after our shower and went to bed, from where I
phoned down to Charlie to say what time I wanted the taxi and to give me a
call at least an hour and a half before hand. The extra would be for the
sex that both Tracey and I would want when we woke up. Breakfast we could
get either at the airport or on the aircraft. Tracey and I still had oral
sex before we went to sleep in that position.


			       Chapter Three

   Charlie duly woke us up with a call on the phone and found that I was as
hard as I'd ever been every morning on waking. Tracey said it was the best
time, me being so hard at this time and made the most of it. He really
loved being fucked first thing as he said he could then feel that he was
really being reamed as if by a barge pole. Mind you, I liked feeling the
cheeks of his bum at any time and enjoyed stuffing my prick between them
and giving him the best that I can. We both really liked the early morning
sex session over all the others during the day or night.

   As a bonus, I let Tracey fuck me and loved him entering me and rub my
insides with his cock before he came, to finish up laying on my back as he
panted because of his exertions. With his light weight on my back there, I
thought that next time, I would let him have me for me to fuck the mattress
and see if I would like it that way as he did. But, enough was enough as
time was running out fast before our taxi would arrive. So it was into the
shower and the rest before getting dressed and making sure that the
passport that Tracey loved was safely in my pocket along with plenty of
money.

   Charlie phoned up to say that the taxi had arrived, and so with only one
suitcase, Mr. and Mrs. Kane went down to start their holiday in the
Bahamas.

   The first class lounge was superb and Tracey was happy to go off and
spend a couple of hundred pounds in the shops and the stewardesses didn't
mind the extra baggage we acquired and saw to the stowing away of it when
we boarded our flight. It was a champagne breakfast which delighted Tracey
and he kept me amused for the whole eight hour flight. Lunch was just as
good and couldn't find fault with any part of the service we received on
our outward flight. Though the trip took eight hours, we'd travelled across
five time zones, so when we landed, it was still morning. A car took us to
the hotel and it was lunchtime when we arrived. I felt naked somehow by not
wearing my shoulder holster, but I was on holiday, so I didn't think I'd
need it.

   I'd booked the most expensive suite that was available and so we were
greeted most royally and quickly ensconced on the top floor with a balcony
that overlooked the sea.

   `It's beautiful,' Tracey exclaimed, scooting out to see the view before
even looking at the rooms. `Come and see!' he cried, so I dutifully went
out and agreed that it was a magnificent view indeed. As was the weather
compared to London, magnificent in the difference that made you want to
take your clothes off to cool down. I was comfortable at first by just
taking my coat off, but when Tracey took off his dress for me to see him in
his underwear, I was then uncomfortable in my trousers, so they came
off. Well one thing leads to another so I finished up bollock naked sitting
on a sitting room chair and Tracey got astride of my erection, his
stockinged legs causing static sparks to fly as he slid down onto my shaft
and gave me a lovely sit down fuck. We kissed as he bounced up and down on
me and it wasn't long before I held his waist and helped him to move as I
surged up as I came in great bursts. It had been about ten hours or so
since I'd last had an emission and so there was quite a bit to heave and
pump out.

   Tracey had his head thrown back, the cords on his neck standing out as
we both strained against each other. Me to get rid of my sperm, him to get
as much of my prick up inside him as I did so. He hadn't come at the same
time and I knew he would still want to get his rocks off, so when he stood
up and I came out and was free, I moved him away and went down on my knees
in front of him. He stood there like some statuette, proud and haughty with
his hands on his hips, but it was his outstanding prick that spoilt the
image. But he needed me as much as I found I needed him and took his cock,
small as it was, into my mouth till my lips touched the base of his
stomach. Then I began to suck on him as his hands came up to hold my head
and stroke my hair as I tongued and sucked. I let him take over when he was
about to come, holding my head tight as I held my mouth and lips firm round
his cock as he face fucked me. He came in great bursts and sent more come
into my mouth than I thought his balls could hold. I swallowed most of it
but saved some there to pass over to him when I rose up and kissed him. It
was a trick he had taught me and we lost most of it in his sudden outburst
of laughter.

   Tracey fled into the bedroom when a knock came on the door but I stayed
naked, not ashamed of what I'd got when the waiter came in with the lunch
that I'd ordered. Call it bravado or just showing off what a big cock I'd
got, but it was also to show how bad his timing was in interrupting a sex
session between a man and his wife. I signed the bill and added a tip and
watched his red face quickly disappear from the suite.

   `His face would have been even redder if he'd seen the real Mrs. Kane in
the same state,' Tracey said after I'd described the waiter's expression at
seeing me naked with a steaming hard on. We both laughed and then set upon
our lunch which was really our dinner according to my watch which I hadn't
put onto Caribbean time.

   We went to bed after the meal and stayed there for nearly fifteen hours
of mixed sex and sleep.

   We had breakfast sent up and Tracey quickly covered his naked body with
his robe when the same waiter brought it in. I was wearing a bathrobe this
time and he gave a small smile at Tracey before he left.

   `I think he was surprised to see you still here after he'd seen what I
had for you last night,' I laughed.

   `Maybe he was hoping that I wasn't,' Tracey said slyly with a smirk on
his face. `There's many a person who would like to have what I get every
day. Maybe you could be like a doctor's prescription. To be taken three
times a day either orally or as a suppository,' and he burst out laughing
at the thought. His laugh was infectious and I couldn't help but join in
and then jump on the settee to kiss him for making me feel so young.

   `Mind your side,' he said gasping between kisses. `You've only had the
stitches out one day. I don't want to have you back into a hospital again
so soon.'

   `Do you think I'm that accident prone?' I asked.

   `Well in a short space of time you've been hit with a bullet and taken a
knife and dodged I don't know how many other bullets, but I'd rather visit
you in hospital than a morgue.'

   `Well thanks for being so cheerful. Look, we're miles away from all that
so what can happen here?'

   `Sunstroke for one thing, so let's eat that breakfast and go and find
the sun.'

   We ate breakfast but instead of going down to the pool, we stretched out
naked on our balcony on the loungers that were there to be used. The room
even provided sun oil which gave me great pleasure to use on his back, my
hand lingering over the cheeks of his bum as I rubbed it in. He paid more
attention to my cock because I wanted to lie on my back. He put so much on
he was almost jerking me off.

   `Well it should be erect if it's going to get the sun,' he said at my
comments. `Look how silly it would look if it was all shrunk up as it
caught the sun. When you then get an erection it would look like a barber's
pole being covered in alternate red and white stripes.' I must say again
that he did make me laugh and it wasn't before long that our two oil
covered bodies were slipping around on a lounger as we attempted to rape
each other. We called a mutual truce for a few minutes so that would both
gather our forces and then we raped each other.

   I will say I was most envious later in the evening. We'd stayed out in
the sun all day and where I went red, he went brown. It wasn't noticeable
until after we'd had our shower to get the oil off and then it was
apparent. I'd hired a dinner suit and he'd bought an off the shoulder white
dress and with his face, neck and shoulders a nice brown, he looked
ravishing. I nearly didn't go down to dinner for I would rather have had
him instead as he looked that desirable.

   If only you knew I said to myself as I saw the admiring glances Tracey
kept getting as I escorted him to a table for dinner that evening. His hair
had been brushed back and clipped at the back to show his neck and he
looked absolutely stunning there in the candlelight and I basked in the
glow of being the most envied man in the restaurant that night.

   I ordered the best on the menu and the most expensive wine to go with it
and then nearly choked on the first glass.

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