jwood Posted July 26, 2023 Share Posted July 26, 2023 Something about Slate is really irking me. He seems to be one of those guys who tells people he's an "alpha," and the way he wrote off Krakatoa/Paul was a projection his own insecurities. I wonder if that will get Nile to think about upping his dimefidone, since he has pretty much given in to everyone's carnal lust (mine included) to grow himself into an immobile mountain of muscle. 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
TQuintA Posted July 26, 2023 Author Share Posted July 26, 2023 Chapter 30 That night, I had another dream/recovered memory about Gavin. From the darkness outside the window, I could tell it was the dead of night. From the thickness of my body, I could tell that this was a few years into my time at the pleasure house. Over the years, Gavin and I had found some ways to carve out space for ourselves. The easiest was just to spend the night in each other’s room: there were no rules explicitly against it. To me, that was a comfort. To Gavin, that was a turn off. “If there are no rules against it,” I reminded him for the millionth time, “we can do it as often as we want.” “If there’s no rules against it, it can’t be that fun,” he rejoindered. He was clearly frustrated with how many rules we were following; he was pacing frenetically. “You snuck in the wine,” I consoled him, shaking my metal bottle of contraband to emphasize his success. “And you smuggled some food from the cafeteria,” I added, pointing to the napkin full of extra food he’d acquired earlier in the day. “Those are against the rules.” “It’s just not the same,” Gavin said. “Everyone sneaks in booze. Everyone smuggles food. Since Tina closed the library, there’s just been a tighter lockdown on the stuff that’s really against the rules.” “Gavin,” I said. “I’m calling you Gavin. That’s incredibly against the rules.” “We’ve been doing that since day one, love. It feels old hat.” “I know what will cheer you up,” I said, taking his hand as we went into the hallway. “I was saving it until we’d had some wine and fooled around first, but I’m amenable to rearranging the night’s itinerary.” “Where are we going?” he asked. “Only chickens ask,” I teased. I led him down the hall to a set of doors that separated our dorms from the part of the house for clients. “No use,” Gavin said. “It’s locked. I’ve tried a million times, but it’s locked up tight. Every door separating the lobby from the dormitory gets locked at 1 AM and doesn’t get unlocked until it’s time for breakfast.” “Is that so?” I asked, pushing open the door. “How did you…?” He was impressed. “I accidentally broke the lock this morning. I figured Tina would be too stingy to post a guard or fix it so quickly. She asked me to keep it a secret.” “Did you accidentally break the lock,” Gavin said, “or did you accidentally-on-purpose break the lock?” “Does it matter?” I responded. “Yeah. Doing it on purpose is hotter.” “Tina, I’m sorry,” I said in an obviously fake apologetic tone.. “I just don’t know my own strength anymore.” “That’s my outlaw,” Gavin said, affectionately giving me a peck on the cheek. “Don’t worry. I was more convincing when I confessed to Tina.” “Who was worried?” Gavin joked. We went through the door and out into the lobby. It was a dour night, made all the darker by the windowless lobby, but that dim, empty lobby was one of the most beautiful things we ever saw—because we weren’t supposed to see it. In the blue glow of the emergency lights, we maneuvered our way through the lobby, constantly on the lookout for guards, making our way to the auditorium where touring bands and musical troupes performed for our clients’ pleasure. We were only allowed inside when we were escorting clients paying for the boyfriend experience. “Did you break this lock too?” Gavin asked. “They don’t lock anything in the lobby,” I said, opening the door for him. “The pleasure boys are supposed to be locked into the dorm, and there’s a fortress of security keeping the outside world outside.” The auditorium was pitch black. “Now, I have no idea if this will work,” I admitted. I fumbled blindly until I found a switch. When I had it in my grasp, I flipped it on. A smattering of house lights in the auditorium flickered into life. “Have I told you that I love you?” Gavin asked. “Not in the last five minutes,” I said. “I absolutely fucking love you,” Gavin replied. “What’s say you go onstage and give me a show?” I prodded. “Only if you sit in a swatch of light so I can watch you watching me.” Gavin took to the stage, and I found a well-lit seat in the front row. He sang our song to me, and it reverberated angelically throughout the acoustically designed theater. For a moment, I feared we would get caught, but as he finished the first verse, I relaxed into a contented puddle as the man I loved illicitly serenaded me. I overflowed with saccharine feelings of adoration for him. When he finished, I applauded louder than I should have with whoops and whistles. I was so loud he had to shush me, chuckling at my unbridled enthusiasm. Then, he invited me up on the stage, and he sang our song to me again while we slow danced. I had never learned to dance outside the house, but under Gavin’s tutelage, I had become graceful. Whenever we danced, Gavin insisted I lead. We’d danced a thousand times in the privacy of our rooms, but doing it out in the open when a guard could catch us at any moment added a jolt of thrill and novelty. I woke up to the sound of someone crying. Not just crying—someone was bawling their eyes out, loudly calling out in heartbreak. It was me. It was close to breakfast time, so I got up, washed my face to compose myself, and put on some clothes. I was in no mood for a morning fuck with Onyx, and I was positive he wouldn’t care. I opened my bedroom door to find Tony, his hand outstretched, poised to open my door. “I didn’t expect you to be up yet,” he confessed. Seeing Tony forced me to put up a protective shell of armor and a mask of subservient hostility. If Tony knew I’d just been crying, he’d use it against me. “Hoping to catch me naked? Or in the throes of passion with Onyx?” “What?” Tony looked beyond shocked, almost repulsed. “No. Nothing like that. Come to my office. We have to talk.” I followed Tony to his office, surprised to find Edward already inside it. “Two visitors in two months,” I said. “A guy could get a big head.” “Sit down,” Tony barked. “Nile,” Edward said, rising slightly in greeting. “Edward,” I responded. Once everyone was comfortably seated (I sat daintily so as to not crush Tony’s office furniture), Tony explained what was going on. “Edward told me about last night’s fiasco.” The grave tone in Tony’s voice harrowed me. “I gave Quentin…” I started “Governor Mathers,” Tony interrupted. My words fell out in a tumble. “I gave Governor Mathers his full hour. He was my last session of the night, so I just let him run late too. And he seemed very pleased with our time together.” “You’re not in trouble,” Tony assured me. I breathed a sigh of relief. “You just created some trouble for Adam,” Edward said. “I find that unlikely,” I responded. Condescendingly, Tony informed me, “Governor Mathers and Senator Taylor are political rivals.” “I don’t know Senator Taylor.” “Adam,” Edward said. “Adam is Senator Taylor. He’s been a senator for six terms.” Tony continued. “Even though they’re from the same party, they ruffle each other’s feathers.” Edward clarified. “Quentin tried to steal Adam’s seat a few elections ago. Adam obliterated him in the primary.” “But he’s a governor,” I said. “He’s doing just fine for himself.” “There’s not a lot of room at the top,” Edward said. “Adam and Quentin are just too similar. Same party, same taste in men…” “But last night, I didn’t…” I interrupted, but Edward cut me off with a hand gesture. “I was talking about me. Quentin proposed to me a week before Adam did.” “I bet he was just after your money,” I said wryly before I could stop myself. Edward laughed. “Both of them were only after my money, Nile. But Adam’s better looking, and we got along better, so I said yes to Adam. Now we love each other. I never regretted it.” “I don’t see a problem,” I stated brusquely. “Last night stirred up some old hostilities,” Edward said. “No one cares when a politician uses a pleasure house. In fact, some voters don’t trust a politician who doesn’t.” “I don’t see a problem,” I repeated. “You don’t fall in love with a whore when you’re happily married,” Tony answered. “It makes you look perverted and weak.” “I wouldn’t have put it that way,” Edward said, “but that is the long and short of it.” Edward scowled at Tony. Then, he turned kindly to me and continued, “Late last night, Nathan, probably under the direction of Quentin, let it slip to the tabloids that Adam’s been a faithful client of yours for 30 years. The tabloids reached the conclusion that my husband is in love with you. It’s all over every news site and gossip show this morning. It’s turning him into a laughingstock. It’s a big enough story to kill his bid for re-election. His recent makeover is just further evidence to the masses that he’s in love with a pleasure boy.” “Adam is in love with me,” I pointed out. “Both of you are.” “That’s beside the point, Nile,” Edward said. “I suspect, then, that you have to drop me as a client,” I suggested, worried. I genuinely liked the two of them, and I didn’t want to lose my biggest tippers. “Far from it,” Edward responded. “We want you to come to a dinner party at our house. If the tabloids could get a good look at you, any notion that Adam’s in love with you will crumble. Any red-blooded gay man would want to ravage you.” Tony scoffed. “I’m not allowed to leave the campus,” I said. “But thank you for the invitation.” “Not so fast,” Tony said. “I offered an obscene boatload of money to Tony to rent you out for a night at our place.” “And he agreed…” I was dumbfounded. “You don’t know how much money it was,” Edward said. “I agreed to let you attend if and only if you win the third round,” Tony said. “Tony,” I said as cheerily as I could say, “I won the first round; I won the second round. Now that I have Gavin rooting for me, I’m unstoppable.” “I know you’ll win,” Tony oozed. “And if I make this outing contingent on your winning, I guarantee it.” Then, he pointed at me and said, “The night of the dinner party, there will be a few ground rules. Under no circumstances,” he paused for emphasis, “are you allowed to deviate from the house rules while you’re in public.” “Being in public deviates from house rules,” I replied, exhausted. “I mean no alcohol, no unapproved foods, no using your real name, no accepting gifts, no nudity in places where nudity is prohibited, etc.” “Got it,” I said. “And you will never actually be off campus the entire night,” Tony said. “You will get in the back of a van with blacked out windows in our garage. You will be driven to Senator Taylor’s garage without stops. You will only be allowed in a few rooms of the senator’s estate: the garage, the formal dining room, the great hall, the bathroom, the senator’s private gym, and one guest bedroom. And the hallways connecting them, of course.” They have a great hall? And they call it that? “For that one night, we’ll be lending those rooms to the pleasure house,” Edward explained. “That way, you’ll still—technically—be in Tony’s domain.” “Above all,” Tony emphasized, “Mr. Rierdon will be nowhere near you or the premises.” “Obviously,” I said flatly. “Until that night,” Tony continued, “you will not tell anyone about this arrangement. Not even Onyx.” “And in the meantime,” Edward said, “We’re announcing the dinner party at a press conference, creating a strict guest list, releasing pictures of you to the media, things like that. And Adam and I are going to help you get as big as possible.” “You already were,” I reminded him. “We think we can get you a vial of the Red Miracle,” Edward said. “It’ll take us a few weeks while we deal with this circus, but Tony has promised once we have it, we can give it to you.” “Tony,” I said, a puckish melody in my voice, “I never knew you cared.” “Go get breakfast, boy,” he ordered, and I went off to get breakfast. 28 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pumped Posted July 26, 2023 Share Posted July 26, 2023 https://m.youtube.com/watch?v=bW7Op86ox9g 3 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted July 26, 2023 Share Posted July 26, 2023 The story will be the story but in my heart of hearts I hope that Nile leaves all of them -- Onyx, Slate, et al. -- in the dust. Looking forward (in my own mind's eye, at least) to the day he's twice the size of Slate and half again as big as Onyx. 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mdlftr Posted July 26, 2023 Share Posted July 26, 2023 Oh boy! Things are coming to a climax now! Even more of a climax than the ones Nile causes! Ba da BUM! Betcha there'll be some special "guests" at the party! I don't think Nile will be going back to the house afterwards. The way Tony calls the shots is really nauseating. I'm glad Krakatoa/Paul got out with his dignity and wits about him! 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jwood Posted July 27, 2023 Share Posted July 27, 2023 My guess for Nile and Colorado/Gavin's song because my twisted mind likes a bit of irony: Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before, mmm Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far, mmm I took the good times, I'll take the bad times I'll take you just the way you are Don't go trying some new fashion Don't change the color of your hair, mmm You always have my unspoken passion Although I might not seem to care I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard, mmm I just want someone that I can talk to I want you just the way you are I need to know that you will always be The same old someone that I knew Oh, but what will it take till you believe in me The way that I believe in you? I said I love you, that's forever And this I promise from the heart, mmm I couldn't love you any better I love you just the way you are, right I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard, mmm I just want someone that I can talk to I want you just the way you are 3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mdlftr Posted July 27, 2023 Share Posted July 27, 2023 Next up, "Songs inspired by TQuintA stories!" 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
arpeejay Posted July 27, 2023 Share Posted July 27, 2023 2 hours ago, jwood said: My guess for Nile and Colorado/Gavin's song because my twisted mind likes a bit of irony: Don't go changing to try and please me You never let me down before, mmm Don't imagine you're too familiar And I don't see you anymore I would not leave you in times of trouble We never could have come this far, mmm I took the good times, I'll take the bad times I'll take you just the way you are Don't go trying some new fashion Don't change the color of your hair, mmm You always have my unspoken passion Although I might not seem to care I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard, mmm I just want someone that I can talk to I want you just the way you are I need to know that you will always be The same old someone that I knew Oh, but what will it take till you believe in me The way that I believe in you? I said I love you, that's forever And this I promise from the heart, mmm I couldn't love you any better I love you just the way you are, right I don't want clever conversation I never want to work that hard, mmm I just want someone that I can talk to I want you just the way you are Thanks for the Billy Joel shout-out (from arguably his best album.) 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ro20316 Posted July 27, 2023 Share Posted July 27, 2023 Nile is a closer to reirement yet Tony is making sure Nile stays on top. How will that work when the comp ends and then a month later Tony's best worker leaves?.. I have a bad feeling about this... 16 hours ago, TQuintA said: Then, he invited me up on the stage, and he sang our song to me again while we slow danced. Oh I Loved this whole part. I loved it 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
jwood Posted July 27, 2023 Share Posted July 27, 2023 9 hours ago, arpeejay said: Thanks for the Billy Joel shout-out (from arguably his best album.) You could say it's the song that made him... big 2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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