Date: Thu, 12 May 2016 15:42:24 -1000
From: Mark Dross <stateofblues@gmail.com>
Subject: Loving Conor - Chapter 5

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Loving Conor - Chapter 5

After parting ways with John and Mandy, Conor took me to a small pub, which
he said had the best Irish food around. As soon as we walked in, the
bartender yelled out, "Well hiya Dub. It's been Donkey's years!" Conor
replied in what I presumed to be actual Irish, and though I had no idea
what he said, I found it very sexy. I was introduced to the bartender,
Cillian, who promptly handed us two pints of "Gat" on the house, then we
were directed to a small table near the bar. Conor laughed when I asked why
Cillian was talking about Donkey's ears, and explained "It's a way of
saying you haven't seen someone in a long time." I let Conor order for both
of us since he knew the food. After placing the order, Conor excused
himself to go to the "Jacks", which I presumed meant restroom. Conor
returned to the table just as our lunch was being served, still bubbling
from the heat. Conor spoke loud and quickly as he said, "Lamb stew, goat
cheese dumplins, and soda bread. Mam used ta make this when I was a
lad. O'course we're too skint to affor' the lamb. I'm thinkin' ma was doin'
a line with the manky ol' butcha!" I sat for a moment, trying to piece
together the string of words, then Conor nearly blew beer suds from his
nose laughing, "I'm just messing with you!" Cillian, overhearing Conor,
said "Actin' the maggot again, are we boy?" Conor replied, "Well, at least
I didn't order him the black puddin'!" which drew a laugh from the
bartender. I was apparently the outsider in the room, but it was fun
watching Conor in his element, so I didn't mind. I did, however, take note
to research Irish slang. Conor said, "Okay, sorry. Let's eat up, it's
really good." After putting down a few bites, Conor looked up at me with
his sparkling green eyes and quietly said, "I wasn't quite sure you would
be okay... umm... doing what we did in public, but you seemed to enjoy
yourself." I smiled, "It's been a long time fantasy, actually." Conor
flashed a sexy grin, "Hopefully I can help fulfil more fantasies while
you're here, but I suppose we should talk about those later."

As promised, the food Conor picked was delicious, and I knew I would be
back for more before I returned to Arizona. We continued our conversation
long after our food was gone, though the topics shifted to learning more
about each other beyond sexual fantasies. At one point I sat contemplating
my next question, not sure if I should even ask it. Conor, who seemed to
have a knack for reading me, said, "You can ask me anything, you know... go
ahead." Once again I was impressed by the young man, this time by his
insight. "Okay then. Why me? You said it's been two years since you've been
with another person, and it's obvious that you can have your pick,
so... why me?" Conor tilted his water glass and looked into it, as if to
find the answer there, "I think it's obvious that I'm attracted to you, but
it's more than that. From the moment I looked into your eyes at the
airport, I saw something that's all too rare these days. I saw
sincerity. You are who you are, and don't hide behind a mask. I could tell,
too, that you were into me, which is why I've been pushing things so
quick. I know you only have a short time here, and I don't want to waste a
second of it." I leaned forward and took in Conor's eyes with mine, then
said, "I don't want to waste a second of it either. I have a favor to ask,
though." Conor said, "Anything Just name it." I said, "Remind me never to
play poker with you." Conor responded by running his foot up my leg, then
asking "What about strip poker?"

After the hot meal and beer, it was good to be walking again. Conor said he
had little to do for the evening since tonight's event at The House was
being hosted, so we took our time and continued our journey together,
stopping at an art gallery and antique shop, and taking another lazy walk
down the beach before heading back.

Walking up to The House, I saw a cargo van parked out front, and people
carrying boxes from the truck to the building. Once inside, I heard Sam's
voice, "Put that table here. Tom, get an extension cord for the display."
Conor said, "This was Sam's idea, so I let her run with it." When Sam saw
us walk in, she said, "Oh, now you show up, we're almost done." I asked Sam
if she needed any help, to which she replied "No thanks, but I'll trade a
blowjob for a drink." then Tom said, "Make that two drinks, and we'll both
blow you!" Conor reached into a box on one of the tables, pulled out a
dildo, brandishing it like a sword, and said, "You will have to get through
me, first!" Tom pulled another dildo out and said, "On guard!" and the two
began fencing around the room. Sam shook her head and said, "Ugh, Boys!" I
mixed Sam's drink and handed it to her, "No sexual favors required." Sam
looked at me and smiled, then said, "I'm sorry for being so rude
before. It's just... you two hit it off so quick, and Conor doesn't do
quick." I held up the drink I made for myself, and said "To friendship?"
Sam held her glass up, smiled, and repeated "To friendship."

When the guests started arriving, they were escorted straight to the
kitchen until the setup was finished. The common room had been filled with
furniture designed for easy access to various body parts, displays full of
sexy clothing and adult toys, some of which I couldn't
identify. Apparently, there was a new store in town that offered in home
sampling and demonstrations, and Sam thought it would make for great
evening fun. Conor aimed spot lights on the tables, dimmed the house
lights, and set some mood music. The guests were brought in and assembled
in a group, away from the displays. There was a lot of talking and
laughing, then "POP!" a whip cracked loudly, and everyone went silent. A
tall woman, dressed in black leather, a cape, and mask appeared from behind
a display. The woman said, "My name is Mistress Eve." Mistress Eve was
dragging a chain, which she tugged on roughly, then said, "This is my
slave. His name is not important, you may address him as Slave." As Eve
spoke, a very handsome and muscular young man came out from behind the
display, pulled by the chain attached to a collar around his neck. "Slave"
was wearing all leather as well, and had on a black g-string, chaps, and
arm bands. The back of the chaps were open, revealing two muscled ass
cheeks. Conor walked over next to me, put his arm around my waist and said,
"Maybe I should get an outfit like that." I looked at Conor and envisioned
him in the leathers, then said, "You're hotter than he is, even with your
clothes on." I meant every word, and I knew Conor knew it. Conor smiled and
kissed my neck, then his phone beeped. Conor checked his messages, and
said, "John and Mandy are here. I'll go let them in."

Slave kneeled down next to Mistress Eve, who then stroked his head like a
dog, and said "The items you see before you are designed specifically for
our store, and for your pleasure. If you see something you like, feel free
to try it out on yourself or each other. I will be available if you have
any questions. Now, don't be shy, come take a look." As the guests filtered
in to look at the displays, Conor, John, and Mandy came into the
room. Conor led the couple to the group and started making introductions. I
noticed right away that Mistress Eve was eyeing Conor as he made his way
around the room. A few people came to the bar and ordered drinks, so I went
to work, and by the time I looked back up Eve had Conor cornered. I watched
in amusement as Conor backed into a table trying to escape, then noticed
them both looking my way. Someone walked up to Eve, holding a sex toy and
Conor slipped away, joining me behind the bar. I said, "Don't tell me. She
wants another slave, right?" Conor said, "She's creepy. I'm staying back
here." I smiled and said, "You won't get any complaints from me." Eve
answered whatever question was asked, then walked up to the bar. I asked,
"Can I get you something to drink?" Eve asked, "How much for him?"
directing her eyes at Conor. I said, "The drinks are on the house, but he
is free to do as he wishes."  Conor said, "I'm sorry, but I'm not
interested." Eve said, "Not into girls, are you? Well then, I can still
accommodate you." then lifted her dress up to reveal a cock and set of
balls between her legs. I looked at Conor and raised an eyebrow. Conor
grabbed my crotch and said, "I have all I need here, thank you." Eve said,
"Such a shame. I guess I will settle for a dirty martini then." I handed
Eve her drink, and she faded back into the crowd. Conor said, "I told you
she was creepy." and I had to agree. It wasn't her mix of male and female
anatomy, but there was something off with Eve.

The evening had started out a little tame. People were picking through the
items, chatting and laughing, but it seemed no one wanted to be first to
use a toy. I was beginning to think the party was going to flop, until I
heard a female voice, "Oh, oh, fuck fuck fuck fuck fuuuukkk!" I couldn't
see who was moaning or what they were doing because everyone had gathered
around to watch. The girl getting off set the tone, and soon more people
started trying out toys and clothing. Tom and Sam were using Slave to dress
them in leathers. Conor pointed out Mandy, who was trying out a dildo that
changed vibrations by the beat of music. Conor said, "Watch this!" then
switched the song playing. The vibrator responded to a fast-paced beat with
a heavy bass, and Mandy almost jumped off the chair she was on. Conor and I
nearly went to our knees laughing. I noticed that John was looking in our
direction and said, "Uh oh, we're busted." Conor said, "You mean John? He's
been watching you all night. You haven't noticed?" When he saw me looking
back at him, John smiled and turned away. Conor said, "I think you have an
admirer." When Mandy was done with the vibrator, she moved on to the next
table to look at more toys. John tagged along behind Mandy, but seemed
uninterested in what was going on.

As the party progressed, Conor and I were extra busy serving drinks. I took
the opportunity to teach Conor some of my favorite mixes, and chuckled as
he took a sip of one of his own creations, making a sour face. The room
smelled of sweat and sex, and the group of horny men and women were
obviously enjoying themselves. The most popular items of the evening seemed
to be animal related, and at least five people had sprouted tails. I
recognized long horse tails, cat tails, fox tails, and one that was either
a lizard or dragon tail. A trio had taken a more extreme approach, dressing
in "furry" costumes of a wolf and two cats. The only person I could only
identify was Rob, with his massive cock sticking out of the wolf
costume. First the two cats were stroking and licking Rob's cock, then they
both bent over next to each other, presenting themselves to Rob. The
costumes had flaps in the back, and I could see two sexy asses, one male
and one female. Rob mounted the male cat first, sliding his big dick in
slowly before picking up the pace, then switched to the the female cat, and
back and forth. When Rob announced he was about to cum by howling, the cats
licked his big cockhead until they got their milk. Eve, Tom, and Sam had
been watching the dog and cat show, then headed to the Red Room. Somehow I
wasn't surprised to see those three together.

Conor wrapped his arms around me from behind and said, "I don't know about
you, but all of this is making me horny." I said, "Yeah, my balls are
aching again." Conor slipped his hand down and unbuttoned my shorts, saying
"I think I can help you with that." I felt my lover's hot body press
against mine from behind as he reached down and set my throbbing cock free,
then slowly jerked me off. I reached behind my back to unbutton Conor's
shorts, and felt nothing but skin and Conor's amazing dick. I let my shorts
and briefs fall to the floor, then turned to face the beautiful man behind
me, our bodies, lips, and cocks colliding against each other. Once again, I
was being transported into another dimension, where only the two of us
existed. The sweet lips kissing mine were soft and gentle, yet hungry and
fierce all at once. I moaned into Conor's mouth, and he moaned in return. I
moaned once again, but in desperation, as those lips moved away from
mine. My despair was quickly replaced by intense pleasure as Conor took my
cock in his hand and pressed our wet dick heads together. Conor pulled my
foreskin over both our cock heads, then pushed his own foreskin over my
foreskin, capturing the glistening strands of precum that had been
cascading to the floor. I closed my eyes and let the world fade once
more. Conor moved our cocks around, sliding our slick cockheads together,
simeltaiounsly jerking us off. My body was tingling all over, and I felt
lightheaded for a moment, then realized I wasn't breathing, and....

It took a moment to grasp what was happening. I felt two hands on my hips,
but still felt a hand jerking my cock. I opened my eyes and looked down,
and saw John on his knees gripping our foreskin cocooned dicks. Conor saw
me look, shrugged his shoulders, and kissed me hard. It wasn't long before
Mandy joined the party, saying "There you are... oh fuck yes! Don't stop,
I'll be right back!" In just a few seconds, Mandy returned with Slave in
tow. Mandy pointed to John, and Slave smiled then got down and buried his
face in John's ass. Conor and I kept kissing and enjoying the strange but
erotic moment, and I knew it wouldn't be long before I was spewing hot cum
everywhere. Mandy took John's cock in her mouth while doing her best to
watch her boyfriend get two dicks off. John separated our cocks, and gobs
of precum fell onto his tongue and down to Mandy's face, causing him to go
into a sucking and licking frenzy. I could feel the vibrations of John's
loud moans as he attempted to deepthroat my dick, and noticed that Slave
was now fingering John's ass. The whole scene had me going, and I could
feel my legs and abs starting to shake, then Conor grunted and buried his
fingers into my skin. Conor and I put our foreheads together and looked
down at the hungry boy sucking and jerking our cocks, just as Conor's first
blast squirted right in John's open mouth. The sexy shot set me off, and
ropes of jiz went flying. John tried to catch as much cum as he could, but
most of it hit his face or spattered down on Mandy. Slave started slamming
his fingers in and out of John's hole, and John yelled, "I'm fucking
cum... ahhh!" Mandy was wildly fingering her pussy, and squirmed and bucked
to her own orgasim as John shot his load down her throat. When John was
done filling Mandy's mouth, he bent down and kissed her, mixing all of our
juices together. Once everyone settled down, Conor grabbed a pile of bar
rags and passed them out. Mandy pushed the rag away, intent on cleaning
John up with her tongue. John looked up and said "Holy fuck guys, that was
hot! Thank you!." We both smiled and nodded, and Conor said "Glad to be of
service."

As Conor and I put our clothes back on, we heard a loud scream for help
coming from the red room. It wasn't uncommon to hear screams from that
room, but this one was different, and I took off running with Conor right
beside me. Within a few steps from the Red Room door, I heard a loud pop,
and more screaming. When I made it in the room, I saw Eve welding her whip,
and Tom tied to the post, with bright red welts on his back. I had heard of
safe words before, but was sure "Stop you sick fucking bitch!" wasn't
one. I managed to dodge the back swing of the whip, and grabbed Eve's arm,
yelling at Conor to grab the whip. Conor pulled the whip from Eve's grasp,
and I wrapped my free arm around her neck. Sam was tied to a railing on the
back wall, and yelled at Conor, "Untie me so I can kill that fucking cunt!"
Eve was struggling to get away, yelling "He deserves it! They all
deserve..." her last word cut off by a hard right punch from Slave. Knocked
out cold, I let Eve slide to the floor. Slave bent over and rummaged
through her pockets, pulling out a key. Slave said "Good riddance, bitch!"
then used the key to unlock a cage from his cock. I grabbed a pair of furry
pink handcuffs from a shelf and secured Eve, not knowing how she would
react when she came to.

Slave apologized for Eve's behavior, and filled us all in. As it turned
out, Slave's real name was Charles, and he was actually the owner of the
adult toy business. Charles and Eve had been together for a year, and
Charles had taken a subservient role to Eve. Charles said that Eve had
always been dominating, but had become extremely jealous and mean
recently. Charles had threatened to leave Eve, who then caged his cock,
only letting him remove it to clean himself. Thankfully Tom's wounds were
not severe since the whip was more of a prop than the real thing. Tom had
decided not to press charges, but once Eve came around, still antagonistic,
I called in an officer and filed a police report to protect Jim and The
House. As Eve was being escorted out by the officer, she called him "A
fucking boy whore!" and then kicked him in the balls... which, of course,
got her arrested. Charles ended up spending the night with Tom and Sam, who
just couldn't resist pleasing a cock that had been caged for so long. Conor
and I had finally retreated to his room, exhausted.

Conor's heavy breathing told me that he was fast asleep. I was tired, but
thinking of all that had happened in my short time at The House. Conor had
told me that he wanted to help fulfill my fantasies, but he had already
done that and more. What about Conor? Could someone living in this place
still have any fantasies left to fulfill? If so, my only fantasy would be
to help fulfil his. I leaned into my sleeping lover, letting my cock rest
between his ass cheeks again, then drifted off to sleep with a single image
in my mind... a red door.