I wake up with a massive fucking grin on my face following the events of last night. I lay in bed, fully naked and hard cock sticking up like a pogo stick, as I remember the awesomeness that was last night. I can still feel Warren's rough touch on my skin, can still feel the salty taste of Warren's cock on the back of my throat and can still feel the pressure of Warren's length inside my arse. I feel incredible. I get out of bed as my cock begins to soften and get into the shower. I can still smell the sex and it smells awesome.
I jump out of the shower and get dressed before spraying myself with Lynx aftershave and then go and make a cup of tea and four pieces of buttered toast. I don't usually eat breakfast in the morning but I must have worked up an incredible hunger last night because my stomach is rumbling like an earthquake. I gobble the toast down in minutes and drink my tea fast. I look at the clock and realise it's 1.00pm and I've slept for well over 10 hours. I never sleep that long. I definetely worked up a frenzied sweat last night that left me feeling both content and shattered. Picking up my phone, I'm surprised that there is four texts on there. I rarely get texts unless it's from Amy or Brendan. The first two are from Amy confirming that she will be returning later that day with Lucas and Leah as he has them for the weekend whilst she goes away with work, the third is from flatmate Rae stating she is staying with her grandmother for a while longer but she'll be back soon. Don't hurry back I have the urge to text her back, but I don't. I don't feel cruel today, for once. The fourth is.. Well, I expected it to be from Brendan. Checking up on me. But he's probably around at that slut Doug's. No, it's from Warren. I have never recieved a text from Warren in my life. Infact, I can't even remember why I have his number stored in my phone. But suffice to say, seeing that the text is from Warren, makes a fat off smile appear on my face.
"Steven.. Get into work as soon as you get this message. We have things to.. discuss".
I walk up Chez Chez stair's feeling a bit nervous. Has Warren had second thoughts about our whole get revenge on Brendan scheme? Or does he really have something to discuss? Being called into work early is not a shock- it's happened before. It takes alot to set the club ready for the opening in the evening. But he'd never get the demands from Warren. It'd always usually be Brendan or rarely Cheryl. Never Warren.
He knocks on Warren's office. "Enter" Warren's voice says all powerful like. I listen.
Warren is leaning back on his chair with his feet on his desk. He is wearing a Black hoodie and trackie bottoms. He has never seen Warren in trackie bottoms.
"Come here" Warren demands and I listen. As I approach, he stands up and pulls me close to him. He kisses me lightly on the lips and I can taste stale cigarettes on his breath. It's fucking arousing. He then leans down to my neck and begins sucking lighty but fantastically on my neck, making me groan lightly from the sensation. He stops and then looks me in the eyes. His eyes have a bright sparkle to them today and I have idea what he is thinking. "What do you want to today Steven?" he simply asks and I'm confused for a moment.
"What do you mean?" I ask. Warren is acting.. weird. Not like himself. He never asks me questions unless it's "Can you stop being a fucking prick?".
Warren chuckles. "I'm taking you out.. Whereever you want to go.. Name your place... Paris?"
"Paris?" I reply back "Why would I want to go to Paris? And why are you being.. nice.. I thought all this, I thought us, was just to get revenge on Brendan?"
"Fuck Double B for now. We're get revenge on that prick, don't you worry about that" he smiles at me "But I done some thinking last night after you left Steven.. And I like you. OK? I ain't ashamed of that. I can walk out there now holding your hand and it won't bother me at all. Do you think these people would question me? They wouldn't. I'd fuck 'em up if they did..." He paused for a few moments and then began speaking again, more softly this time. "At the end of the day, I like you Steven and I don't give a fuck. So whatever you want today.. I'll do it for you because I'm in a generous mood".
I honetly don't know what to say to that. Warren is being nice.. and is actually contemplating a relationship with me? I'm not sure if I'm ready for that after Brendan.. But wow, it's Warren. And he's being nice. And that's a revelation in itsself. So I'll take today and see what happens. I'll either enjoy spending time with him and want more, or it would put me off for him for good. "Take me to the cinema. I want to see Scream 4" I reply to his previous question "And I want a extra large popcorn and an extra large coke".
He puls me close to him again and he touches my face. Which is really quite an extraordinary thing for Warren to do- he's not a touchy feely person. "Your wish is my command. Whatever you want, it's yours".
"Oh" I add, looking at Warren "Please change your trousers. I really don't like seeing you in trackie bottoms".
He laughs.
The movie is a bit shit, and both of us know it. The cinema is quite packed and it's full of annoying students who have obviously bunked off college or something. On our aisle, there is a couple of old grannies who appear to have fallen asleep.. Well I hope they have at least.. God, I hope thier still breathing I think to myself. Warren looks on the verge of falling asleep. I take a sip of my coke and decide to spice things up. Why not? The movie is boring and I'm a horny my hoody off, I put it over his lap and he looks at me with a mixture of worry and contemplation. He does not know what I'm about to do. Looking at the screen, pretending to take the movie in, I move my hand under the hoody and gently slide down the zip on the jeans that I made him change into before coming to the cinema. I turn quickly and smile at him, and he looks at me with a wide grin on his face. Now he knows what I'm about to do. I pull his flacid cock through the hole in his boxers and gently begin stroking it. He lets out a contented sigh. I started up at the man who's cock I was currently abusing and licked his lip, which got a quiet growl out of the Fox lad. Turning my attention back to the cinema screen, I picked up pace and Warren's breathing got deeper and heavier as his cock grew even harder in my hand. He growled into my ears and whispered 'Fuck Steven' and the proceeded to nibble at my neck. He really was past caring if the grannies were alive or dead, and got into whole public sex thing. "Yeah.. fuck Steven..Yeah" Warren continued to moan as I continued my pleasure of his discostick. I'd never done anything so risky before in my life but it felt so good. The adraline was buzzing and I was finding myself becoming aroused over the situation. I had Warren at the palm of my hand (so to speak!) and I loved being in charge. And the dominant one for once in my relationship. And looking at Warren as she appeared close to climax, I don't think he was about to protest. He was fucking loving it! My hand was beginning to hurt from the continuous movement but I tried not to let it phase me. Warren's groaning got louder and his sucking on my neck got more intense which left me throughly hard. He ceased movement on my neck and whispered 'I'm gonna cum baby' and I think he was expecting me to pull away. No way, José. I'm in this for the long haul! Despite the pain in my wrist, I picked up movement which left Warren literally gasping for breath. And after a couple more strokes, he let out a loud groan and a jet of hot, white cum landed on my hand and on my hoody. I didn't stop though, and continued to sexually abuse Warren's willing cock. I pulled the hoody off his lap and threw my head down on his lap, taking his massive prick into my mouth. Savouring the taste of Warren's cock, he thrusted himself into my mouth and let out another loud, growling groan as he shot a second load of cum down my throat. I stopped the sucking of his cock and swallowed the salty goodness of Warren's cock whilst he fell back onto the cinema chair, panting. I looked around and despite the noise, everyone else in the cinema was still transfixed on the horror that was Scream 4. Unless, they were all just fucking good actors.
We left the cinema hand in hand which pretty much shocked me, I was not expecting Warren to be this open about our relationship. Could I call it that? I suppose I could. Warren made it clear what he wanted earlier. We got some looks but Warren just psyched them out with a look and most of them looked like they'd pissed themselves. Warren really had a look that could kill. We went and had some lunch at a local curry house which was fantastic if a little stuffing. Warren praised me for being 'fucking brilliant' and admitted that despite his quite large sexual history, he'd never done anything as erotic and 'fantastic' as that. I prided myself in being a cut above the rest. Then I was under no illusions that we would be going back to his for Round 2 when we popped into a chemist and he purchased a packet of 5 condoms.
Just as we were getting into Warren's car, I recieved a text message which I opened and read. It was from Brendan and it read -
'Tick Tock'.
Tick Tock? What the fuck.. ?
TBC