Sebastian: The Complete Series (4 page)

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e were both hard and excited when Robert pushed me to the mattress and climbed over me. His long, thick cock bobbed between his strong thighs, his heavy balls swinging low and teasing me with their fullness. He leaned over me, spreading kisses and gentle teasing sucks and bites over my shoulders as he rummaged around in a bag beside the bed. When he found what he was looking for, he lifted his head to mine and looked down at me panting and shaking beneath him.

His brown eyes and salt and pepper hair got me even hotter for him, and I arched up off the bed, grinding my body against his bigger frame, wanting him to press me into the mattress and take me. “You're making me lose my mind,” he growled out as he flipped the lid of a tube of what could only be lube. “Do you know how many men I've been with? Do you know how many have made me feel like you do?”

I jerked upwards as his slick fist covered my head and twisted it expertly. “No,” I groaned, lifting my hips like some wanton hussy.

“None but you.” Robert shook his head, looking pissed off with that fact. “It would have to be you.” He leaned over me, propping himself up on his elbow, the other hand still twisting my cock and making me moan louder and louder every second. His lips were inches from mine and it made me drool thinking about them sliding against my own. “Do you kiss?”

“Yes.” I didn’t even think about it. I forced my lips onto his and claimed them for my own. If I was only getting one night with him, then I was going to take everything I could and run with it. “Robert…”

He tasted so good, so perfect, and the way he kissed was just what I needed. It was wet and hard, his mouth fighting with mine as we worked ourselves deeper and deeper into a lust filled state where nothing existed but us. The only sounds I could hear were his breath, his hand working my cock and my heart pounding in my chest.

We eventually broke apart, not because we’d had enough, but because we both needed more. My thighs were spread wider by his, and I let my knees fall to the bed, lifting my feet higher and letting him get his first look at my hole.

“Fuck!” Robert’s dark eyes grew heavier and his whole body tensed in front of my eyes. “Sebastian, you're beautiful, baby.” Wet fingers were running through my cheeks, gently caressing the soft flesh around my hole but not touching it. He leaned over me, turning me to face him, my own blue eyes meeting his as he pushed against my hole, massaging me and making me forget how to breathe. “Breathe, Sebastian.”

I took in a deep breath and felt his finger enter me. I hadn’t been fucked in a few months. I was going through a phase where I was shagging men, not the other way around and I could tell by his expression he knew it too.

“Sebastian…”

I cut him off with a kiss, pushing my arse further onto his finger, bearing down and forcing myself to relax around him. I wasn’t a virgin, I knew what to do. I knew all the tricks and I loved having a cock inside me. I just hadn’t met someone who I wanted, and I'd been so busy with work and university. He didn’t mention it again and I was soon stretching open for his second finger. I growled when he opened me up. His fingers were so thick and rough.

“You're not a surgeon.”

He dragged his lips from my neck and smiled. “Why do you think I'm lying?” He hit me deeper and I gasped, biting my lip and staring into his deep eyes.

“Your fingers are too rough.”

He chuckled and I moaned louder as he reached my special spot inside me for the first time. “You're obscenely stunning like this.” He did something magical with his fingers and he was suddenly right there, constantly pushing onto my prostate. My cock was dripping, it had never been so wet before, and part of me felt embarrassed by it. “I'm not the type of surgeon you're thinking about.” I cried out and he moaned as he watched me thrash beneath him. “I'm an orthopaedic consultant.” He smiled at me then shook his head. “Later.”

“Yes,” I whispered.

He moved off me, kneeling between my thighs and watching his fingers working me open as he pulled his cock. He was just as excited as me, his head so swollen and round. I wanted to beg for it inside me.

In fact, I did beg.

“Robert, I need you inside me now. Please.”

“I love how you say my name.” He was rolling on a condom as he looked up and down my body. “You're the sexiest thing I've ever seen, which is unbelievable and so fucking frustrating.” He looked pissed off again, but I was too far gone to question it. He was slipping from my needy body and pushing his head against my hole, watching as he entered my tight body for the first time. “Seb…”

“Oh, God. That’s it. Fuck me, Robert.”

“Yeah, take me, baby. Just like that. You're so fucking good. Open up and let me fill you.”

“You're so big.” I lifted my head, watching his thick length spread me wide and fill me up like no man had ever done before. “I love it. I love your cock.” I threw my head against the bed and panted as I felt the burn and stretch. “God, Robert. That’s it. I like to feel it. Make me feel it.”

Those big hands were on my slender thighs, gripping me like a vise as his thick shaft pushed into me. Everything else wasn’t important and my mind could only focus on him and his cock, and how he was fucking me. He took his time, groaning and telling me how good I felt, how tight I was, how he didn’t believe I took it enough to be a whore. That woke me up and I looked into his lust filled eyes. More than lusty, they were angry and I was apologising, but not for being a whore like he thought, for the lie. I wasn’t what he thought.

This was his fantasy after all, he wanted a whore for the night and that's what I wanted to give him. Not that it was difficult, and I wasn’t acting out for him, this was me.

“Fuck me. You wanted a whore, take me like one. I'm not a virgin, Robert, far from it. I can take whatever you give to me.”

He growled long and hard, his cock stiffening inside me.

“That's it, you want me to be a whore, you need me to be one. Take me, use me. I want it. I want it all.” I cried out as he hit me deep with his full length, his balls pressed up against my cheeks, and my mind went blank.

He ploughed into me, thrusting his cock and rutting into my body like an animal, claiming and owning every inch of me inside and out. I was a puddle beneath him, just a boneless sack of flesh and fluids. He had my legs over his shoulders and was holding onto the headboard as he slammed into me over and over again, my name falling from his lips with every thrust.

I came hard, exploding over both of us, clamping his thick cock inside me and forcing him to stop as I screamed for him.

“Fuck, baby. You're so tight.”

When I relaxed, he let my legs down and I wrapped them tightly around his hips, clamping my ankles together and holding him as close I could get him. His long cock was so deep inside me and I could feel everything in much more detail now after I came. It was like my whole body was connected to the nerves in my arse. I shuddered and shook, tossed my body around underneath him, begging for him, begging for more.

“I'm coming.” Robert leaned his head into my neck and bit down as he came hard inside me. “Ah shit! You're so fucking good.” He growled as he shot again. “Sebastian…”

“That's it, come hard for me.”

He shuddered all over, his cock jerking hard against my slick insides. We laid there for a long time, just panting against each other, our slick, sweat-coated bodies sliding against the other’s until his soft cock slipped from my insides and we both gave a long sigh.

He gently kissed my shoulder. It stung like hell and I tried to twist my neck to look at the damage his teeth had done. “I'm sorry about that. I swear I didn’t mean to bite so hard. I just lost control when I came and clamped down.”

“It’s alright.” I shifted from him, turning onto my side and watched him lay on his back, removing the condom and discarding it on the floor. “I like I made you lose control.”

“That doesn’t happen.” He grabbed his shirt and wiped his stomach down, then did the same to me. We were both dirty, covered in each other’s fluids. He glanced at the sheen of cum on his stomach and sighed. “You came twice while I was fucking you. Is that your special trick, or did I do something good just then?”

I laughed softly, my voice hoarse from shouting out. “Yeah, you did good. It felt like I was coming constantly. That big dick of yours is amazing.” I ran my finger down his chest. “The rest isn’t bad either.”

“Thanks.” He chuckled, closing his eyes and releasing a big breath.

He looked sleepy and I was starting to drift off too. The day had been long and he'd worn me out with three amazing orgasms.

As my eyes closed, I jerked awake. Falling asleep wasn’t an option. He was paying me a thousand pounds to be there, and sleeping wouldn’t be one of the things on his mind when he asked me to stay. “Do you want me to run you a bath, or get the shower ready for you?”

He opened one sleepy eye and shook his head. “Not just yet.” He slid his big arm under my neck and pulled me to him. “I want you right here while I sleep. And don’t go running off because I haven't finished with you yet.”

“Yes, boss.” I relaxed into him and fell asleep as soon as my head rested against his chest.

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t was morning when I next woke. A quick check of the clock beside the bed told me it was only early—six a.m. The curtains were wide open and the bright light kept me awake and fidgeting against Robert’s hot body. I soon grew bored and took his cock in my hand, pulling him gently. He stirred in his sleep and I smiled as I crawled down his body, taking his cock in my mouth and sucking him. He groaned before he was even awake, his cock responding to me while the rest of him was unconscious.

When he was stiff enough, I thrust him deep into my mouth and he cried out, jerking off the bed as he entered my throat. Those big fingers fisted in my hair, pulling me from him so he could stare into my eyes.

“Good morning. Sleep well?”

“Yes.” He grinned at me, and then pushed my mouth back on his cock.

He was hard as iron as I worked his morning erection in my throat. My name was soon bouncing off the walls as I bobbed up and down on him, pulling my own cock and putting on a show for him. “Get up here,” he gruffly whispered from above me.

I was lifted up the bed and sitting astride him before I could blink.

This guy was so strong it shocked me. He was wetting his fingers and pushing one inside me while I cried out loud enough to wake the rest of the hotel up. He laughed when I began to ride it, and gave me another to keep me happy. I was a little sore and he noticed immediately and calmed down his movements, letting me take what I could cope with and no more.

It didn’t take long for me to beg for his cock and he rolled on a condom and held his base as he watched me take him. Both of us opened our mouths in a silent gasp when he breached me for the first time, my hole stretching too much and making me pant hard.

“Slow down.” He was stroking my hips, and gently caressing me as I slid further down him.

“You're so big.”

“So you keep saying.” He grinned at me. “You like it though.” He lifted his hips and I moaned. “You like the stretch, the burn. You like to be full up, don’t you?”

“Yes.” I sat down, feeling his balls under my arse and his hips clamped between my thighs. “I want it.”

“You got it.” He fucked me as I sat still on him. His thick cock grew harder as I leaned back, holding my hair in my hands and calling his name out. “Take it.” His cock hit me deeper as I thrashed around on top of him, beginning to move on him, meeting his thrusts with my own. Our bodies banged together, the sounds of our flesh slapping and my cock hitting my stomach filled the room and made us both ready for more. “Get on your knees, so I can fuck you how you need it.”

I lifted off him and he spun me onto my front, lifting my hips up and pressing my face to the mattress.

“That's it.” He slapped my arse and I yelped. “Just like that. Open up and show me what’s mine.” I spread myself wide, enjoying his greedy moans behind me. “So fucking beautiful. So tight. So ready to be fucked.” He filled me in one deep motion.

I arched my back, crying out as he took me deeper than ever. “Shit!”

“You okay?”

“Yeah.” I rammed back onto him and he grunted loudly. “Fuck me. Show my arse who it belongs to.”

He fucked me.

I mean, I thought I'd been fucked before, but he showed me how wrong I was.

No one had done this to me. No one had taken me like this, shown me what I enjoyed before.

This was fucking at the top level.

If there was a championship, he’d be the number one. I felt like buying him a trophy in honour of the moment.

“Take it,” he growled out. “Fucking take it.” He had hold of both of my hips, pulling me back into him as he shoved his cock into my arse.

I was wailing, begging for him to keep going. “Don’t stop. Make me come. I'm so close.”

“You love it. You're perfect. Perfect.”

I shouted out, my balls screaming for me to let go.

“That's it. You want to come, don’t you?” He sounded so good, so deep and throaty, so filled with hunger. “Come on, baby. Let me give you what you need.”

“Yes. Yes. Give me it. Give me it now.”

He was stretching me more, getting harder. “This is mine.”

“Yes.”

“This arse is mine.” He fucked me so deep and hard I lost every other thought in my mind and just experienced the sex.

I was lost again, and he was the one leading me back to Earth. I knew I’d come for him, I felt it, but it was more than my cock, more than just shooting out. It was my whole body, a blinding white light which ripped through me and knocked me out. I’d never felt anything like it before. Robert was laid on me, breathing fast, his body shaking on top of me.

“You're the best fuck I’ll ever have,” I murmured out.

“Same here.” He rolled off me. “Shit!”

I opened an eye and sneakily watched him beside me. He looked angry again. “I’m sorry.”

“What for?” He chuckled as he spun around, sitting on the edge of the bed, running his fingers through his hair. “I need a hot shower, and then I’ll run down and get some cash out for you.”

“Okay.”

“I have to be out of here by ten thirty.” He walked past me and smiled. “Want to join me?”

I smiled sleepily. “Who needs sleep anyway?”

“Sleep is for the dead.” Robert slapped my arse as I joined him then he grabbed it in his meaty hand. “I love this arse.”

“Hmmm.” I spun around and wrapped my arms around his neck. He swung both of his arms under my arse and lifted me up. I wrapped my legs around his waist and laughed as he carried me into the bathroom. “I'm glad you enjoyed it. You paid enough for it.”

“You're worth every penny.” His dark eyes bored into mine and I dropped my head to his chest.

“I don’t want to take it.”

“You will.”

“But—”

He cut me off with a kiss. “I want you to have it.”

I sighed as he stood me up in the shower cubicle. Why was I offering to give him the money back when he quite obviously wanted to pay me for it? “I enjoyed it too much.”

The water spurted out and we both stood back waiting for it to get warmer.

“Don’t you usually?”

“Not this much.” I ran my head under the warm water, letting his hands wander over my body. “Never this much actually.”

He went silent for a few moments as he massaged my shoulders. “What about boyfriends?”

“What about them?” I chuckled.

“Is it different with them? Do you enjoy it more?”

“I don’t really have them.”

"No, I suppose it would be difficult.”

“Yep.” God, I didn’t have to be an escort to have issues with boyfriends. “I'm only nineteen, I don’t need one. I'm too busy with work and university to really have one anyway.”

“No, I felt the same way when I was your age. I keep forgetting you and I are in very different places.”

“You're thirty six?”

“Yes.”

I glanced over my shoulder and smiled. “Four years to forty.”

“Yes.” He slapped my arse.

I leaned over, shaking my arse at him. “I quite like that.”

“You would do.” He slapped his big hand against my cheek and I bit down on my lip. “Want another?”

“Yes.”

He shook his head and slapped me a few more times until my skin was on fire and I was pressing myself against the cold tiles to get away. He moved in close to me, pressing me flat against the wall, and rubbed my sore skin with some cool gel. “Do you work for an agency?”

I sighed heavily. I really wanted to just tell him this was all some big mistake, but then he stopped me in my tracks.

“I know a colleague who used a good one. He had a regular escort who he saw. I could put you in touch with them if you wanted. It would be safer than this. You’d have the clients vetted before you saw them. They’d be able to look after you, check up on you if you were late, that type of thing.”

“I thought you said I was your first? How’d you know so much?”

“My friend likes to talk. He’s been trying to get me to see one of the men there, but I never really fancied it before. Or I was never brave enough. I work long hours. I haven't found anyone who interested me in a few months, and then I saw you.” He kissed my neck delicately and I smiled. “You, I couldn't refuse.”

“You're really a… an orthopaedic consultant?”

“Yes. Why don’t you believe me?”

“I don’t know.” I twisted around and looked at his fine body. The water running down him made my poor cock confused and try to get hard again. “You're too hot to do that.”

He laughed loudly. “I have to be bigger than your regular surgeons to do what I do. It’s hard work and there's nothing delicate about orthopaedics.”

“So, have you just got to Leeds?”

“I'm training up some new surgeons then I'm back down south.”

“You travel a lot?”

“Not really. Some months I do, but it’s the hours which get me.”

I took the shower gel from him and washed him. That's why he wanted an uncomplicated night of sex. He didn't have time for anything else. “I'm glad I could make your stay here so enjoyable.”

“Me too.” He ran some water over me, washing the soap from my skin, and then traced my left arm gently. “Is this your break?” He tutted loudly. “Who did this to you?”

“What?” I looked down at the selection of thin white scars which run down from my elbow to my wrist and shifted slightly. “Yeah, I know. My arm was pretty messed up and I had to have emergency surgery on it. They cocked it up and I had to have it re-broken a week later. I was only seven, so I don’t remember much, but my mum said they pinned it wrong and they had to move them or I wouldn’t be able to use it properly when I got older.”

He was studying the scars and then feeling my arm. It made me smile. “Do you have full motion?”

“Erm…”

He looked into my eyes and smiled. “Do you have any issues with movement?”

“No, at least none I've noticed. It bugs me when I lay on it sometimes.”

“Hmm.” He was pressing harder and I yelped. “That hurts?”

“Erm, yeah.”

“You have a plate right here.” He ran his fingertip seductively down my arm and I moaned a little. “It could be taken out now.” He pulled both of my arms to my sides and looked at them both, being very serious. “This one is slightly shorter than your other arm. They stunted the growth in the bone.”

“I've never… Really?” I held both my arms up and tried to see what he was seeing.

“It’s very slight, but whoever did this should be investigated further.”

“It was years ago.”

“And?”

I shook my head and he grunted a little. “So, you think I could work for this agency?”

"Yes. They’re supposed to be elite. You could earn a lot more.”

“How much?”

“More than I paid for you. Would you be interested?”

There was no harm in getting the details even if I never called them up. “Sure. I can call them, see what they offer.”

“I'd like it better if you were with someone like them. It would be safer.”

I hung my arms around his neck and smiled. “Thanks, but I can look after myself.”

“You can, but still…”

I gave in to his puppy dog eyes and switched the shower off. “I'm hungry.”

“Me too. Will you be staying for breakfast?”

“Do you want me to stay?”

“Yes.” He grinned at me as he passed me a towel. “Of course.”