The Key Anthology:
Frankie and Aaron
Chapter 6
Interrupted Romance
Aaron and Martin had just finished eating when the ringing of a cell phone filled the air.
“Get your phone,” Martin said. “And make it the last call you get, from anyone connected to your old life, as long as you’re with me.”
Aaron jumped off the daybed and ran to the bedroom to get his cell phone. “Hello! Hello!” he said.
“Nice of you to call and let us know you were still alive, you bastard,” Wanda said.
“Well guess what, Wanda? I’m still alive. Not only that, I’m calling you from a fancy home on a private island in Florida.”
“Nice,” Wanda said. “When you coming back, Tricks?”
“Not for a while I hope,” Aaron said. “It all depends on whether or not I can keep the client interested.”
“I’m sure you’ll have no problem with that, Aaron. Besides, you don’t want to have to hitch a ride back all the way from Florida.”
“Not from Florida, baby. All the way back from France. I’m gonna be gone so long, you bitches’ll be missing me.”
“Yeah, right,” Wanda said. “Maybe Frankie’ll miss you. If he hasn’t found someone else by the time you come back.”
Aaron laughed. “Yeah, listen, keep an eye on that goof for me will ya. I’m not sure when… or if I’ll be back.”
“OK,” Wanda said. “But try and keep in touch in between all your globe trotting.”
“No can do,” Aaron said. “The boss doesn’t approve. You take care of yourself, Wanda. Don’t let anyone mess with you.”
“I hear you, and I’ll miss you. I hope only the best for you, Aaron, but you watch your ass, boy.”
“I don’t gotta watch my ass—there are plenty of people other people watching it for me.” Aaron felt himself getting sentimental for a moment but laughed it off.
“Aaron,” Wanda said. “I’m serious, you be careful. We ain’t much, me and Frankie Jr., but you know you’ve always got us here for you… if you need us. We luv ya, boy.”
“I luv ya too, probably even old Frankie Jr. too, just don’t tell him I said that.” Aaron heard Wanda hang up, so he shut his phone off and put it in his bag. He heard the sounds of bare feet walking behind him and felt two strong arms around his waist holding him close and tight. There was a soft kiss on his neck and warm air blowing in his ear before it was nibbled on and gently kissed.
“Thank you for the phone thing,” Martin said, in a whisper in Aaron’s ear. He felt the boy’s body shiver against him. “Come with me… I want to show you my favorite place.” Holding Aaron’s hand, he led him out of the room, through the living room, and out to the back patio area. They walked up stone tile steps that were almost hidden amongst the foliage, until finally they’d made it to their secluded destination.
In front of Aaron was a large open gazebo with a bed inside suspended by heavy chains hanging from beams in the ceiling.
“It’s a nice, warm night and from here we can see the stars above and the water below,” Martin said. “Plus, the bed gently swings and the motion puts me to sleep like a baby.”
“Wow,” Aaron said, “it’s just unbelievable.”
“It’s my favorite place here,” Martin said.
“I can see why,” Aaron said. “Although, I’m surprised you don’t prefer the hustle and bustle of South Beach or Miami.”
“Those places have a certain appeal, but they’re not real. Couldn’t you see that Aaron? Sure the guys and girls wear expensive clothes and are prettily made up… but underneath it all they’re whores selling themselves. You should’ve recognized that. Don’t let yourself be blinded by wealth or beauty. See them for who they really are… and not who they pretend to be.” He was still holding Aaron’s hand as he led him around the edges of the gazebo pointing stars out in the sky or motion in the dark water below.
“Don’t we all pretend to be something we’re not sometimes?” Aaron said.
“Oh sure,” Martin said. “But there are reasons to do it… and reasons not to do it. In the boardroom and in business I have to be seen as a tough lion that will devour anyone in my way. It doesn’t do to seem weak… even if sometimes the strength is just a front.”
“You seem plenty strong to me,” Aaron said.
“You’ve only seen me at business,” Martin said. “Even when we first met at the hotel it was business. Any of the men who were there would have my balls for breakfast if I showed any sign of weakness. And believe me, they look for signs.”
“Why?” Aaron said. “What exactly do you do?”
“I have a hand in several things, Aaron.” Martin stepped behind Aaron and wrapped his arms around his waist as they looked across the water below. “I run a company that owns or has investments in smaller companies involved in fashion, modeling, film, television, and other boring things. I come to Miami to give my opinion on new, hot, model wannabes.”
“Did you find any contenders?” Aaron said.
“A few. There’s a hot young guy who’s a mixture of Cuban and black. I wanted my company to sign him, but someone else wants him too. We’ll see what happens.” He kissed Aaron’s neck. “I don’t like to lose at anything, especially business.” He broke away from Aaron then grabbed both his hands and led him to the bed where they sat on the edge and used their feet to start the bed swaying back and forth. “Let’s be honest with each other, Aaron? I mean completely and totally honest when we’re alone, as opposed to the fake honesty we discussed before. I think that’s a novel idea that should prove interesting.”
“OK, if you want,” Aaron said.
“I’ll take you places and show you things,” Martin said, “but I won’t make you a superstar or a model. I won’t share you with the world like that, you’ll have to make do with money and me.”
“There’s nothing wrong with money,” Aaron said. “Fame without money is meaningless.”
“Good answer,” Martin said. “But you did hope that I would help you achieve fame, too… didn’t you. I saw your eyes at those parties. You wanted to live that life. We’ll go to our share of those parties and you’ll see firsthand how cutthroat it all is and how it’s filled with hypocrites and liars. I own several porno film companies and the people that work for me there are more honest than the so called legit models and actors.”
“I can believe it,” Aaron said, not sure of anything at the moment.
“I’m about collecting experiences right now in my life, Aaron. My doctors think I have at most a year or two to live. Bad genetics—to be specific. But none of that really matters.”
Aaron was shocked and didn’t know what to say, so he kept quiet.
“Thanks for not bringing out the boring sympathy speech like everyone does,” Martin said. “What I would really like is someone to take charge when we’re in private? I’ve got to make all the decisions in my public and business life and I’m tired. I don’t want to be the dominant one in my private life for a while. I want to have someone else in charge, planning things, and giving orders with me as the subordinate.”
Aaron was getting nervous and was still not sure what to think.
Martin sensed Aaron’s nervousness and grabbed both his hands and kissed them. “I’m serious Aaron. You and I think a lot alike and I know I can trust you. I want you in charge sexually when we’re alone and I’ll do whatever you want—no need for you to ask my permission. When others are around I’m in charge, understand. Think of that dominatrix you mentioned to me.”
“Yes,” Aaron said.
“Can you handle it, because I really want you to fuck me?” Martin said.
Aaron thought about his dominatrix friend again. He’d heard stories about clients like this from her. High powered business men tired of making all the decisions went to her wanting to be dominated and freed from having to decide anything for at least an hour or two. For this to work, Aaron had to be tough and domineering—showing no weakness in their private time.
“Let me see how earnest you are, boy,” Aaron said. “Get down on your knees, kiss my feet, and beg me to fuck you.” He was dead serious and gave Martin a strong stare that showed he meant business.
Martin got off the bed and started going down on his knees.
“No need for this,” Aaron said, taking off Martin’s sarong. “When we’re in private you wear only what I tell you to wear.”
“Yes, Sir,” Martin said, as he began kissing Aaron’s feet.
Aaron lay back trying to enjoy what was happening. He wasn’t comfortable playing these games, but he could do it when called upon. It was easier to deal with sex for the sake of sex and not as a power and control thing.
“That’s enough, boy,” Aaron said. “Take my sarong off for me and get in bed.”
Martin untied Aaron’s sarong and threw it on the ground. He headed toward Aaron’s erect cock with his mouth, but was stopped right before he got his lips on the head of it.
“You haven’t earned that yet, boy,” Aaron said, as he rolled onto his stomach, got up on his knees and elbows, and pointed his ass towards Martin’s face. “Eat my ass… and do it good.”
Martin leaned forward and sat up so he was level with Aaron’s ass. He used his hands to spread the cheeks and expose Aaron’s pink asshole, then he traced around it with his tongue. Slowly, he worked his tongue towards the hole until he was darting in and out of it.
“I didn’t say lick it,” Aaron said. “I said eat it. Get your face in there and show me how much you like it.” He pushed his ass back into Martin’s face until he could feel the man’s mouth munching away. “Yeah, boy. That’s it… go deep.” Aaron started slowly jacking off while Martin ate. Then he turned around and lay on his back. “Suck my dick, bitch.”
Martin wrapped his lips around Aaron’s cock and started sucking hard up and down.
Aaron sat up on his knees and slapped martin’s face with his erect cock, which was wet with spit and pre cum. “You want it—my hard cock in your mouth?”
“Yes, Sir,” Martin said.
“Yes, Sir, what?” Aaron said. “What do you want?”
“Your hard cock in my mouth, Sir,” Martin said.
“Good boy,”Aaron said, as he shoved his cock into Martin’s mouth making him gag. He quickly took his cock out “I thought you said you wanted it. Were you lying?”
“No, Sir,” Martin said.
“Then take it like a man. Show me how much you want it.” Aaron said, as he shoved his cock all the way into Martin’s mouth.
Martin felt himself gagging but kept his mouth tightly wrapped around Aaron’s cock. This is what he wanted more than anything right now He wanted Aaron’s cock, and he would prove himself worthy of it.
“That’s enough,” Aaron said. “Get up on your knees.” Once Martin was on his knees Aaron grabbed him and kissed him hard, shoving his tongue in Martin’s mouth. He made sure he was in control as they kissed and he slowly lowered Martin onto his back still kissing him. Aaron broke off from Martin’s lips and began kissing his neck and ears. Then he made his way to Martin’s large tan nipples and sucked hard on one while pinching the other.
Martin moaned loudly. His cock was harder than it had ever been. This was a new scene to him and he was enjoying himself. It was nice to be able to let go and not think or be in charge. He felt Aaron turn him around and lift him from his stomach so he was on all fours. Then without warning he felt it and yelled out loud. Without any preparation, Aaron’s dick had just entered Martin’s ass and was fucking him. Martin yelled again and moaned loudly.
“I thought you wanted me to fuck you! I’m not sure you deserve it, bitch!” Aaron said, still pounding away at Martin’s sweet, tan ass. He started slapping Martin’s ass hard with his hands. “Tell me what you want, Martin. Tell me how you want me to fuck you long and hard.”
“Yes, Sir,” Martin said. He was out of breath, but the initial pain turned into wave after wave of pleasure. He didn’t want it to stop. “Please, Sir. I’m sorry, Sir. Don’t stop. Fuck me, fuck me hard and for a long time.”
“Why the fuck should I care about your pleasure?” Aaron said. “I’ll use you as I see fit. You gotta problem with that?”
“No, sir,” Martin said. “Please, Sir, use me. Fuck me for your pleasure—just please don’t stop.”
“That’s more like it,” Aaron said. “You’ll know I’m done when my hot cum fills your ass. You got a problem with that—with my shooting cum up your ass? Fucking A, you’re dying anyway… what do you care?”
“I’ve got no problem with it, Sir,” Martin said. “Fill me with your cum. I’m a dying man and all I want is to be fucked by you.” He grabbed his cock and started jacking off, but suddenly felt a hard slap on the side of his face.
“I didn’t say you could touch yourself,” Aaron said. “That cock belongs to me now. You don’t touch it unless I say so.”
“Yes, Sir,” Martin said, instantly letting go of his cock. He felt Aaron’s arms tighten under his stomach and heard the man moan loudly. Within seconds, thick cum was filling Martin’s asshole and he felt Aaron collapse on top of him. Martin liked having Aaron’s arms around him and he liked it when Aaron kissed his neck then gently turned his head to kiss his lips softly. To his surprise, Martin felt Aaron’s finger wipe away tears he didn’t realize he’d shed.
Aaron couldn’t believe he’d actually slapped Martin’s face… and hard. It surprised him how quickly he’d gotten into the dominant role. He gently touched Martin’s cheek where he’d slapped him and whispered in his ear. “You were a good boy. I think I’ll allow you some release. You have my permission to jack off while I watch.”
Martin lay flat on his back, grabbed hold of his thick, hard cock and started furiously stroking it. He closed his eyes and breathed heavily.
“Open your eyes and look at me while you’re doing that,” Aaron said. “I want to make sure you’re thinking of me while you’re jacking off.”
“Yes, Sir,” Martin said, then continued what he was doing.
“Enough!” Aaron said, as he turned around in bed so that his face was even with Martin’s cock, which he took into his mouth and began sucking on. He stopped for a moment. “Feel free to thank me for my kindness, boy.” He flicked his tongue teasingly across Martin’s swollen cock head and felt the man shiver slightly. In one move he encompassed Martin’s entire cock in his mouth and began sucking it again.
“Oh, that feels so good, Sir,” Martin said. “Thank you so much, Sir. I’m very… oh… grateful.” He started moaning and unleashed a torrent of hot cum into Aaron’s mouth.
Aaron moved back up so he and Martin were once again face to face then kissed him, letting him taste some of the cum he’d left in his mouth. They continued kissing, their tongues wrestling through the sticky residue of Martin’s cum.
Martin lay back with his head on Aaron’s shoulder and felt the boy’s arm around him. It felt good and his body was radiating heat. The night was warm and they were comfortable being naked on the bed. Martin turned so he was lying on his side, then wrapped an arm around Aaron’s waist. He felt totally—not a normal frame of mind for him. His eyes were heavy, so he closed them and felt Aaron kiss his forehead. The boy was good, Martin had to admit that… and the fact he wanted to keep Aaron around for a while. The two understood each other. They weren’t in love, but there was an understanding between them. Slowly, Martin drifted off to a sound and peaceful sleep. The next thing he remembered was Aaron gently nudging him awake.
“Get up or you’ll miss the sunrise, Martin.” He kissed the man on the lips when he saw him struggling to wake up.
Martin sat up and watched the sunrise over the water. “This is nice, thank you. That was also the best sleep I’ve had in a very long time.”
They watched the sunrise in quiet and then Aaron led Martin to one of the outdoor showers where they cleaned up while having sex.
“Let’s go for a swim before breakfast,” Aaron said.
Both men walked naked onto the small, sandy beach in front of the sprawled out home then they entered the water. Aaron was enjoying himself swimming and splashing around.
“You’re like a kid out here,” Martin said, then splashed water at Aaron.
Aaron started splashing water back at Martin and soon they were splashing one another like two children. Aaron went underwater and swam toward Martin.
Martin started looking around for Aaron, and soon found him when he felt a warm mouth on his cock.
Once they’d had enough, the two got out of the water and without bothering to dress went to the kitchen to fix breakfast. They found some fruit, chopped it up, and took it outside to eat. It was another beautiful day and they lay on the outdoor daybed to eat. Martin fed Aaron pieces of cantaloupe.
“Hello! Mr. Chambers, it’s Allen!” came a voice from inside.
“We’re out here!” Martin said, giving Aaron a quick kiss on the lips. “Back to the game called reality, Aaron.”
A tall, muscle-bound man entered. The blue Speedos and stringer tank top he was wearing showed off his tan nicely. He had neatly kept black hair and brown eyes, and his face was just as chiseled as his body.
Aaron noticed that Martin made no attempt to cover his naked body, so neither did he. The man that had just entered the patio looked like some kind of hulking bodyguard.
“What do you want, Allen?” Martin said, still eating.
“I’ve been informed that Mr. Riley Smythe’s new models are headed this way for a visit,” Allen said.
“And why would they be doing that, Allen?” Martin said, getting up from the daybed and motioning with his hand for Aaron to do the same.
Aaron stood up and waited to see what would happen.
“It’s my understanding that Mr. Smythe told them they should come by and share their good news with you. They’ve been signed to his agency. At least three of the models were ones your agency was trying to sign on with exclusive contracts.”
“So the bastard Smythe is trying to rub it in my face,” Martin said. “What do you think, Aaron? Should I teach him a lesson?”
“It’s not my place to say,” Aaron replied.
“Good answer, once again,” Martin said. “I think, Allen, that’s it’s time to show Mr. Smythe who he’s dealing with here. Who did you bring with you?”
“Two of my best and most discreet,” Allen said. “They’re waiting by the dock for orders.”
“Good,” Martin said. “Tell them to go ahead and invite the models inside when they arrive. I think we’ll entertain them in our own special way. And, Allen you’ll want to leave town for a while when we’re done. Go to my accountant in Miami and get some money, then you and your associates go take a short vacation.”
“Yes, Sir,” Allen said, then left the patio to go down to the dock.
Martin turned to Aaron. “Sorry our time here has just been cut short. Go and get dressed we leave for Paris tonight.”
To be continued
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