It is late morning and we are arriving to the tailor's that will be taking our measurements and starting out suits today. I have always seen this shit in movies but sure enough they have a 3-way mirror and this stage like thing in the center for you to stand on.
"You're going to get my suit made, too right?" asked Craig as we stood up front waiting to be greeted.
"You're not in my lineup," said Kyle. "I can take care of you though."
"Yes!" exclaimed Craig.
"You don't even like dressing up," noted Ike.
"Yeah but now when I have to I will look like a total badass. Tailor made shit is much better than that generic store shit. Why do you think we are in here?" Craig and that mouth I swear.
"Hello gentlemen. I am sorry to keep you waiting. I am Mr. Jeffrey and I will be the head tailor on your suits. Ms. Catherine has told me a lot about you."
"Same here," replied Kyle. "You have made a lot of suits for me and her."
"I am just glad you two are not like most people with weight gain and what not. I hate having to up my prices on people."
"For sure," replied Kyle.
"How is this going to work?" asked Ike.
"Good question," replied Mr. Jeffrey. "I going to take you all one by one to the backroom to get your measurements. I am going to have my two assistants help me so that this is a faster process. Kyle has already picked out your fabric. I will start to piece them together gaining accurate measurements. I hope none of you are shy because I will need you to remove your clothes."
"That will not be a problem I am sure," said Kyle.
"Alright then who is first?"
Craig pushes Ike forward causing us to all laugh.
"Well aren't you a tall one," Mr. Jeffrey stated to Ike. "Follow me this way." We all sat down in the chairs available in the front. I pull out my phone to check my email. I am still writing poems and wanted to see if my last batch had any sales.
"So Kyle," said Craig crossing his arms. "Are you sure Catherine is the one for you?"
"I am sure," he replied not even thinking about it.
"I support you Kyle because you are Ike's brother and we went to school together but I don't like Catherine." Kyle rolled his eyes.
"Who is there you do like?"
"I am serious Kyle. Do you not hear how she talks about herself 24-7? I mean you were there at that table last night, right?"
"I was,"
Craig just shakes his head. I give him a look telling him to leave it alone before going back to my phone.
"I wish they could have more staff," I say changing the subject. "I am ready to go already. I have work to do."
"You have been busy since you got here," said Kyle. "Are you making a lot of sales on that many poems?
"Yes I am," Kyle doesn't know that I am working on a book. I still plan to not tell him about it. Doesn't matter since the book is not in my name.
"That's good," said Kyle. I go back to looking at different things online. I hear the door to the shop open and I look up and see Kenny. I couldn't help but start grinning from ear to ear. I stand up and hug Kenny.
"Awww, you missed me," he joked before sitting down next to me.
"Dude your late," said Kyle glaring at him.
"Hey I live out here. I can come anytime."
"Catherine is not going to hear any of that. She wants the suits to be started today."
"Of course she does. There was drama on set today."
"What happened?" asked Craig.
"Had this stupid newbie take too much Viagra. Had to take him to the hospital." Craig started to laugh while Kyle looked mortified.
"I really don't see how you can work in porn," said Kyle.
"It's pretty rewarding actually," explained Kenny. "Hey at least I am not a star. I would put all of these people out here to shame." Craig laughs again giving Kenny a fist pump. "I am sure I didn't miss anything here."
"Naw, but you are last now. Ike is being measured at the moment."
"Cool," We all sat catching up with Kenny listening to his crazy stories of his job. I had no idea that much drama goes on behind the scenes. Pretty soon it was time for me to get measured. I head to the back which looks very nice. I follow Mr. Jeffrey instructions and get undressed down to my boxers. I standing on the platform as he measures me. I see his assistant on the side with the fabric ready to go. They poked me a time or two with the needle but other than that things went smoothly. The suit is not even finished but it looks good already. I head to the room to get dressed. I am actually excited to spend some more time with Kenny.
I turn around hearing my door open. "Kyle what are you doing in here?" He locks the door and deep down I know why he is here. He smiles at me looking all innocence although he is anything but. He steps closer to me closing the space between us. I feel like I am falling under a spell as I lean up and kiss him. I wrap my arms around his neck locking him into place as he wraps his arms around my waist. Our kissing quickly intensifies. Soon I am wanting him inside of me.
I unbutton his pants pulling them down. Kyle is sucking on his fingers before touching my backside. I groan at the contact. Kyle spends me around to where I am facing the mirror. I can see my rose-colored cheeks and the lust in my own eyes. I close my eyes to hide from myself. That doesn't last long as I feel Kyle's mouth on my hole.
"Jesus Christ!" I cry out before covering my mouth. "Kyle, stop." Of course, he doesn't stop. He continues as if I am the last meal he will ever eat. I feel my legs shaking as I enjoy being dined on. Right at the moment when I am about to come Kyle stops. Kills me how he always knows when to stop.
"You're so soft inside," he whispered into my ear. He slides two fingers inside me, all I can do is whimper a response. It is taking a lot of focus to keep my voice down. Kyle removes his hands quickly sliding inside. He kisses my shoulder. "Sorry to rush this a bit. We don't have a lot of time." He starts to thrust into me. I moan softly enjoying every single minute. Since I am shorter than him the positions causes me to tire as I am on my tippy toes. "Turn around."
I listen to Kyle and turn my back to the mirror. Kyle takes my left leg holding it up as he moves back inside me. He instructs me to hold on to him. I wrap my arms around his neck and he picks up my right leg.
"Oh god," I moan because this pushes him inside me at a different angle. Feels weird but good.
"I'm not going to drop you I promise," he said. I am glad when he starts to pump inside me. I am trying my best to keep my voice down and my head from hitting the mirror behind me. I moan into Kyle's shoulder as he does a slow grind. Why is his cock so good to me? "I'm getting close. Are you ready?"
I nod my head yes afraid to speak. Kyle hands go from holding my legs to holding me under my ass. I lock my legs around his waist from a better hold.
"Ahhhh," I cried out as he connects with my prostate.
"You feel good?" he asked breathily.
"Fuck yes," I moan. "Jesus." Kyle and I moan into our kiss as he comes inside of me. I lean my head back against the mirror very satisfied that I gave in to my urges. Kyle is nibbling on my neck.
I giggle like a girl. "Dude stop it. I need to get cleaned up and dressed. Kenny is waiting." Kyle hands me the tissue box that is inside the dressing room. I am glad that I did not get any of my come on shirt. That would be hard as hell to explain. Towards the end our voices get a little loud but I am not sure who all is hearing us but I pray to god it is just Jeffrey.
We straighten ourselves up before heading out of the room. I don't see anyone and I feel relieved. We walk up front and I see all eyes on us from our circle of friends.