Empire of Lust

CHAPTER 3

CHAPTER THREE

Alex's POV

I squint my eyes in front of me, where the voice came from. "Who's there?" I ask. The man emerges from the shadows, and I widen my eyes in surprise. "Nick?" I ask. "The man in the flesh." He said smugly as he walked towards me. I take my time to study him, and he has really grown from the boy I used to know. He had dyed his hair red and had a more chiseled jaw. He even seemed taller than I. "Take a picture, it'll last longer." Nick said, smirking. "Oh, please." I said, brushing him off. I watched as he sat beside me on the bench, placing the bottle of alcohol between us. "I see you're quite the ladies' man now." Nick teased. "And you're quite the alcoholic." I said, looking down at the bottle of brandy between us. "What a nice way to catch up." Nick answered sarcastically. I ignore him. "What exactly were you doing in the shadows?" I'm curious. "Well, I came out here to get away from the noise and have a proper drink. Then I saw you harassing that poor, naive girl." Nick said. "I wasn't harassing her, I was just trying to show her what a good time is." I reply. "Yeah sure, definitely a good time." Nick said sarcastically. "What would you have done if you were in my shoes?" I asked, trying to defend myself. "Nothing, nothing at all. I don't womanize." Nick replied. "Oh please, you want to tell me the son of the president of the United States, who has access to all forms of exotic girls, doesn't womanize?' I said, not believing him." "I don't." He said to me with a plain look on his face. "Okay, so who's the girl who got you wrapped round her fingers?" I ask, grinning. "There's no girl, Alex." He said, his voice firm. "So, are you a priest or, Buddhist? Orrr..?" I asked, still curious. Suddenly, I felt a pair of lips on mine, my eyes still open. Nick was kissing me? Again? I thought to myself. A few seconds later, he pulled away, "What was that for?!" I asked, nearly screaming at him. "I just answered your question." Nick said with no expression on his face. "Huh? How?" I ask again in confusion. "I don't womanize and I'm not a priest nor Buddhist. I'm gay." Nick told me. My mouth drops open in shock, and Nick turns to look at me with an annoyed look on his face. "Why are you looking so surprised? You act like we didn't make out as teenagers." Nick told him. "Yes, we did multiple times, but I thought it was just us teenagers messing around." I told him. "Well I don't mess around. I've never messed around." Nick said his voice low as he looked into my eyes. I gasped, "Wow." "Yh." Nick said, nodding. We sat in silence for a while before Nick sighed and opened the bottle of brandy and took a large gulp. He groaned as the alcohol hit his throat. he held out the bottle for me to have a sip. I look at him confused, he just shrugs and still pushes the bottle towards me. I reluctantly take it and take a huge gulp myself. "I remember those times when we'd sneak off to be alone and end up kissing each other for hours." Nick said with a sad smile on his face as he reminisced. "I actually missed those times." I tell him. "I missed it so much that I had to make up for it by acting this way, now I'm so confused." I continue. Nick took another gulp of the brandy and looked at me intensely. "I hate the fact that politics separated us." Nick said as I took another gulp. "Yh." I nodded. My head started buzzing, the alcohol getting to me. Nick and I spoke about a lot of things, trying to fill in the gap of the past ten years. We joked and we laughed, the brandy bottle empty and long abandoned on the grass. "I think it's quite late, I'll be heading in soon." I told Nick. He laughed, his words slurring as he said, "Wait, I'll come with you." "No, you should be heading to the guest wing; your parents might get worried." I said to him, staggering as I rose from the bench. I tried to maintain balance as I turned to leave. "They won't care that much. Wait for me." Nick whined and followed me. I sighed and we slowly trudged our drunk selves back to my room. I pushed open the door to our room and stumbled to the bed. Nick fell right on top of me. "Nick, get off me, there's enough space on the bed for two people." I complained while drunk. "Nuh uh." Nick said, giggling. Groaning, I pushed him off and stumbled to my feet, fumbling with the buttons on my suit and dress shirt, removing them from my body and tossing them to the ground. I stood in front of the mirror, my vision blurry as I tried to take off my shoes and pants. Suddenly, a hand wraps around my neck, my eyes flicker to the mirror, and it's Nick. He bent down to my neck, whispering in my ear, "My my my, you've surely grown into something irresistible." I tense under his touch as his hand drops from my neck and roams around my back and my torso. He reached down to squeeze my c**k through my pants, and I instantly melted into his touch. His lips attack my neck, leaving love bites, and I begin to moan. Nick, getting impatient, spins me and pins me against the wall. He quickly captures my lips with his, and I give in to the kiss, both of us fighting for dominance. He lifts one of my legs and wraps it around his waist as he grinds his c**k onto mine. I moan into his mouth, and we continue making out. I fumble with his shirt buttons, hot and desperate to remove any barriers. It took longer than expected, and I ripped the shirt impatiently. Nick takes it as a sign to be rougher; he bites my lower lip as he continues to kiss me. Suddenly, he stops and pushes me to my knees. He quickly unbuttons his pants, pulling his tenting d**k out of his briefs. My eyes widened, and my mouth opened slightly in shock. This was the first time I was seeing a man's d**k up close physically, and Nick's was beautiful by all standards, well cut with the engorged purple head. The veins, it's thickness and length. I nearly drooled at the sight. Nick guided my head to his c**k, but I resisted. Nick looked down, confused. "It's my first time, I'm kind of nervous." I tell him. Nick nods, "You'll do great, Alex. I'll talk you through it." Nick tells me. I nod, looking up at him. "Well, you first of all hold the d**k, stroking it up and down." Nick instructed me. I nodded slowly, wrapping my hands around his d**k and moving my hand like he said. Nick threw back his head with a moan, "Good, that's good." He told me. "Now let your tongue out and lick round the head like a lollipop." He instructs again. I stretch out my tongue, taking the first lick. Nick thrust forward, scaring me back. "Sorry." Nick apologized. "Now try again." He tells me and I do so, licking the underside, around the head and the slit. Nick groans louder. "Uhhh, that feels so good." Nick moans out. " Now wrap your mouth around the d**k, suck like you're trying to finish a stolen lollipop." He instructs me. I push out my tongue again, but this time I wrap my mouth around his c**k and start sucking, my cheeks hollowed. Nick's hand firmly gripped my hair as he slowly thrust into my mouth, enjoying the sensation. "So good, good job." Nick slowly picked up the pace, bruising the back of my throat as I struggled to breathe and fight a gag reflex. Drool dripped down my chin. We heard a curt knock on the door, Nick stops, and I pull away from his c**k to listen properly. The knock comes again, and I quickly ask. "Who's there?"