Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec & Roninc30)
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				Title: <strong>Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 20:50:13</strong>
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				(http://i4.photobucket.com/albums/y146/vkingapt/54.jpg)<br><br><br>Colin stared into the fire as he waited for Felix, his butler to arrive.&nbsp; He was tired, hungry....and horny as hell.&nbsp; <br><br>As soon as the older man arrived and stood before him with a slight bow, Colin began with his usual evening orders.&nbsp; "I'll have a steak tonight, Felix, and I'll eat at my desk.&nbsp; I still have some paperwork to finish for Monday's board meeting - so make sure Charles gets my briefcase out of the car before he leaves.&nbsp; I'll need him to take my suit to the dry-cleaners, pick up a few books at the bookstore, then stop and get me someone to play with tonight.&nbsp; Someone new.&nbsp; Tell him, in fact, to go to a whole other part of town.&nbsp; I've had nearly all the boys that work Hayes Street and I'm getting bored.&nbsp; Tell him I'll give him an extra hundred dollars if he brings me someone fresh and pretty that won't have me wanting to throw him out the window before morning."<br><br>Felix waited to make sure there were no other orders, bowed again, then headed toward the door of the library.&nbsp; "Oh, and Felix?"&nbsp; Colin's gaze was already fixed on the flames in the fireplace again.&nbsp; "Tell him to hurry.&nbsp; I don't have all evening."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>03-12-2010, 21:23:08</strong>
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				Rowan slid the khol round the edges of his eyes, squinting critically at the mirror and smudging it expertly against the edges of his lashes. He frowned at a knock on the door and tugged a loose shirt on, pulling the door open, "What?"<br><br>Marco stood behind, with a smartly dressed man Rowan didn't recognise, he tried to comb his hair out with his hands, scowling a little at being disturbed, "What...is he interested? I said I wasn't working tonight until later, still recovering from that idiot who didn't know the difference between a whip and a chain-"<br><br>Marco held up a hand to silence him and the man spoke, "My name is Felix, I work as a butler for Lord Colin." Rowan raised an eyebrow at that but didn't say anything, "He is looking for a <em>companion</em> for this evening and I was told you would be available, and also willing to take part in a, um, variety of activities without complaint."<br><br>Rowan gave a shrug, "Yeah well thats what they say. How much."<br><br>"A hundred dollars. And may I have your answer quickly? My master does not like to be kept waiting."<br><br>Rowan heard Marco give a little intake of breath at the price, and nodded. It was a generous amount of money given that theirs was not a particularly grand establishment. "Alright, well I'll come along and meet your 'master' then." he quickly smoothed his hair down and followed Felix's quick neat pace out of the building, and into a waiting car. "I have to ask though, why here? Hayes Street is a lot more high class, and probably a fair bit closer as well." He looked at the interior of the car and felt just a slight twinge of nervousness, this all looked a bit more grand than he was used to.<br><br>Felix looked a little uncomfortable reporting about his masters habits, but nevertheless answered. "I usually do look to Hayes Street, however my master has grown ... bored of the young men there."<br><br>"Bored?" Rowan gave a laugh, "Well don't worry Mr Felix. He won't get bored of me." 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 00:58:16</strong>
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				Colin was just finishing his dinner when he heard Felix at the front door.&nbsp; He put the cover back over his plate and leaned back in his chair, feet propped up on his desk, waiting to see what kind of boy they'd brought him tonight.&nbsp; <br><br>He'd had every kind over the past few weeks it seemed, and he could barely remember any of them.&nbsp; He'd had pretty, handsome, dangerous, soft, sweet, sulky....they all tried so hard to please him, but never quite got it right.&nbsp; Either they didn't like his methods (usually a simple rope, though sometime it was handcuffs), or were so intimidated by the lush surroundings that they were too distracted to do what he was paying them for...which was just to do everything he said, spread their legs and stop whining about little things like rope burns and chafing.<br><br>"In here, Felix," he called, running a hand down over his white shirt and black slacks.&nbsp; He pushed his hair back out of his face and sighed, hoping that this time they'd managed to find someone....special.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>07-12-2010, 12:17:32</strong>
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				Rowan licked his lips nervously as he saw the house, it looked grand, and rich, but while he was a little intimidated he was also seeing this as an opportunity. If he could keep a man like this happy it could be a good source of money for a while. He unbuttoned his shirt a little more as they headed inside showing more of the smooth pale skin and hoping that this new client wouldn't be too interested in his back, which was still faintly marked and a little bruised from the night before. <br><br>He wondered vaguelly what sort of man this would be, and what sort of things he would like. The impressive exterior of the house gave him no clues, although he did rather hope the man would not be <em>too</em> old. The rich house meant that he was hoping to spend quite a lot of time with this particular client and it would be good to have someone he found attractive. <br><br>They waited outside the door for a little, before Felix lead him down a lashivly decorated corridor and ushered him into a room. He entered and stood inside the door a little awkwardly, a further push on the small of his back prompting him to walk forward, to face the man sitting at the desk. <br><br>His first thought was that the man looked younger than he'd imagined, wth a pale face and a slightly haughty expression that probably came naturally from living in a house like this full of servents. Rowan gave an awkward little bow. "You asked for a companion, uh, my lord? I believe I would be able to please you..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 18:24:46</strong>
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				Colin managed to keep his face fairly expresioinless as he looked at the young man before him, but he was quite pleased with Felix's choice.&nbsp; The boy looked just like his type - slender and handsome and with a note of self-confidence in the way he spoke and looked met Colin's gaze. <br><br>He offered a half smile and sat up, his eyes never leaving the other man.&nbsp; "Yes.&nbsp; I think you might be able to at that.&nbsp; You are rather handsome.&nbsp; I'm sure Felix chose wisely this time.&nbsp; I've gotten rather bored with the last few he's chosen but you..."&nbsp; His voice trailed off and his smile widened.&nbsp; He was getting hard just looking at the other man.<br><br>"Come here, take your shirt off and tell me your name," he said, putting his feet on the floor and patting his legs, gesturing for Rowan to sit in his lap.&nbsp; "I like to sample the wares before I make assumptions or let things go...too far.&nbsp; If I like what you have to offer, we'll proceed up to the bedroom. "<br><br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>14-12-2010, 21:37:11</strong>
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				Rowan nodded at the man's words feeling slightly on edge. He was used to a different kind of clientele, those who went from meeting him to pushing his head down into the pillow in about five minutes. This was clearly something different. He didn't let the nervousness show at all though, and undid his shirt sliding it over his smooth shoulders and glancing over his shoulder to check whether or not Felix was in the room.<br><br>He slid onto Colin's lap, running a hand down his chest, "Sorry about my back, luv, I was a little busy last night." Thankfully not many of the marks were still showing, although there were faint small marks dotted around between his collar-blades. He couldn't help grinding his arse back a little, partially to excite the other man, and partially to get a feel of exactly what he'd be dealing with this evening.<br><br>He looked up at Colin steadily, trying to get some more of the man's character from his eyes, and trying to work out just how much money he might be able to get out of this encounter. He glanced behind himself to Felix again, wondering if the man was going to stay the whole night, just standing by the door. He couldn't help but give a little grin at the thought.<br><br>He turned back to Colin, a little challengingly, "Like what you see?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 01:17:58</strong>
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				Colin's hands ran up and down Rowans' sides, enjoying the warm, supple skin beneath his fingertips.&nbsp; He was already achingly hard and the other man shifting in his lap made him even more so.&nbsp; <br><br>"I like what I see very much," he nodded, letting his thumbs rub small circles over Rowan's nipples.&nbsp; He looked away only long enough to nod at&nbsp; Felix, dismissing him until he was needed again.&nbsp; "And you?"&nbsp; Colin's own hips shifted, and his arousal pressed hard against Rowan's inner thigh.&nbsp; "Dont give me the answer you give everyone else.&nbsp; Give me the truth.&nbsp; Do you like what you see...and feel?&nbsp; Do you think I'm going to be worth your time this evening?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>28-12-2010, 08:48:01</strong>
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				Rowan gave a little breathless moan as the thumbs rubbed over his sensitive&nbsp; little nipples, making them harden up instantly and hardening up other parts of him as well. He rubbed himself back a little more, his eyes widening at the size he felt, but also starting to look excited. It was rare that he actually got a client he enjoyed, and he had a feeling that this one would not disappoint.<br><br>He was pleased when Felix left, and he turned to face Colin with a questioning glance. The question was unexpected, he wondered what Colin wanted to hear, what the hell he was expecting to hear asking a whore for the truth. He briefly considered just droping his eyes and giving the stock response, <em>"Of course my Lord looks very handsome this evening"</em> but in these surroundings, with this man, he felt he had something to prove.<br><br>He ran his fingers along Colin's chest, gently sliding one along the hard bulge lying against his thigh. "Of course I like what I see ... you look like a very <em>rich</em> man." He smirked a little. This fancy lord wanted honesty he could get honesty. "I think I must be the only thing in this room worth less than five hundred pounds." he let his tongue slide gently over his lips. "I think this will be very much worth my time..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>01-01-2011, 18:28:00</strong>
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				Colin laughed softly, appreciating Rowan's honesty.&nbsp; The other man really was incredibly handsome and he felt just right in Colin's lap.&nbsp; "Perhaps you're worth more than five hundred pounds," he murmured, pulling Rowan closer and nuzzling against his neck.&nbsp; "Perhaps you're worth more than anything in this room?"<br><br>He stood, holding on to his 'date' for the evening by putting both hands under his backside and walking over to the couch.&nbsp; Colin was tall and worked out often, so while he wasn't hugely muscular, he had no trouble carrying Rowan across the room.&nbsp; He sat the other man back on the couch, leaning over him and teasing his mouth open.<br><br>"Don't worry...I intend to find out," he promised, then pulled back with a smile, wanting to make the evening last as long as possible.&nbsp; "Have you had dinner yet?&nbsp; Or would you like a drink?&nbsp; We're in no hurry....as I want you here for the entire night.&nbsp; Name your price."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>03-01-2011, 11:36:03</strong>
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				Rowan gave a grin, wrapping his legs quickly around Colin's waist as he was lifted up, enjoying the feel of those hands resting firmly against his ass. He couldn't wait to get going and he rubbed himself eagerly against the man's chest, to show how ready he was. He tried to keep himself in control though, no point in just loosing it in front of some client and acting too desperate.<br><br>He flicked his tongue out a little as Colin's lips met his, knocking against the man's own a little. "Mmmm...." he remained lying there as Colin sat up, sliding his legs apart and making his face flush just a little. Unlike some of his clients this lord seemed to prefer him willing to unwilling, and just a little cheeky. He might have been honest with the question, but he was still acting trying to find what kind of companion this Lord would prefer.<br><br>He blinked a little in surprise at the question. "I was promised a hundred dollars..." he said warily. He had no idea what the proper fancy whores got paid, and he was more used to a couple of twenties left on the table side. ""Maybe...uh...a hundred and fifty?" he felt weird negotiating the price like this. "and food sounds pretty good to me..." his tongue darted out and licked his lips spreading his shirt a little wider to show more of the smooth pale skin underneath.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>roninc30</strong> on <strong>12-01-2011, 14:43:54</strong>
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				"One hundred fifty...done," Colin nodded, then busied himself with nibbling at Rowan's neck for a moment.&nbsp; When he pulled away, his eyes were a few shades darker and there was no mistaking the bulge between his legs.<br><br>He crossed the room, opened the door and gave orders for their dinner, then came back and sat next to Rowan, draping one arm around his shoulders.&nbsp; He was obviously attracted to the other man and made no attempt to hide it.&nbsp; Oddly enough, he wanted to impress the younger man as well, which was unusual for a man like Colin.<br><br>"So, tell me a bit about yourself.&nbsp; What do you do when you're not...working?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Just Who's In Control Here, Anyway?  (Alec &amp; Roninc30)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Alec</strong> on <strong>16-01-2011, 10:58:37</strong>
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				Rowan moaned and arched towards the touch as Colin sucked hard at his neck. It looked like this night had the opportunity to go really well - the John seemed fairly interested in him, and he wondered how far he would actually be able to push the price if it came to it, that might be worth experimenting with.<br><br>he slid up into a sitting position as Colin went to order food and leaned back into the man's arm as it wrapped around his shoulders, "A bit about myself huh?" he shrugged, "Well what do you want to hear, hmm? I'm usually sleeping&nbsp; when I'm not whoring." Reaching down he rubbed his hand gently against the large bulge in Collin's trousers. He wasn't keen on discussing his private life, especially with this client he barely knew. It felt a little awkward as well, he was used to just being fucked and moving on, all this food and talk stuff was confusing him a bit.<br><br>"But enough about me yeah? How about you..." he rubbed his hands a little harder, "What sort of things do you like doing?"
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