Season 1, Episode 3: It's Hot in Here! excerpt from Laws
& Repercussions
Synopsis: Laws and Repercussions was an erotic
series that Mr. Maleficent wrote for a friend that he was interested in. The
story chronicled the two men in a parallel universe that will have allowed the
two to be together. Jesse, a Puerto Rican lawyer and Metim,
a writer with moderate success are joined together to
work on clearing Metim from an attempted murder case.
Freshman lawyer, Jesse, receives a new client in the middle of a snowstorm. But
when the climate control on the building's heating system is broken, clothes
come off and our characters have a mutual meeting of the minds.
This story is a copyright by Mr. Maleficent of the Maleficent Journal and an act of
complete fiction. Please always remember to wrap it up.
The whole sky was a foggy mess, typical
for a winter day in New York. Snow had fallen the day before, and much of New
York was still feeling the aftermath; especially Manhattan, especially
Bernstein and Bernheim (a law office that had just recently moved to a new
building). The blizzard had shut down much of the city, but not Bernstein and
Bernheim. Criminals don't stop breaking the law because of the blizzard, so
those that enforce it, don't stop enforcing; or at least they shouldn't.
Jesse (one of the
most prestigious of Bernstein and Bernheim's associates, and a sexy Puerto
Rican) came in from the cold only hours before to meet with a client that
wasn't even his. Due to the weather, the clients
actual lawyer was unable to make it in as was most of the business associates.
In fact, Jesse was alone in this huge building with Metim.
As the weather was freezing outside, the inside of the building was on fire.
The thermostat was broken, which caused the temperature to rise so it would
counteract the winds from the outside.
Hours passed, and
the two worked hard planning defensive
moves for the
trial. Though it was freezing outside, the temperature inside was offsetting,
by shooting into the high 90's. And as it got colder outside, it got hotter
inside. And in the time, an attraction developed.
Jesse, who'd already been mesmerized by Metim, was actually getting to know him. The more he found out, the
more he liked. Metim was an author. He'd written 2
unpopular novel's in the past, but was edging for a
huge comeback with a new publishing company. Both novels surrounded
romance and suspense. Without even reading a book, Jesse'd
become a fan. He certainly could understand why Metim
wanted and needed this case to end quickly. But there was one question Jesse
was dying to ask...
"So what's it about?"
"Huh?" Metim asked back.
"The book?
What's it about?"
"Oh... um,
it's just about some college friends that reunite after a close buddy's
death."
"Hmm... I
guess I could see the suspense, but where's the romance?"
"Uh... it's a
little complicated."
"I have a big
brain, I'm sure I can withstand."
Metim laughed. "Ok, um, all of the friends
come back and
actually realize that they've all had an intimate
relationship with the one friend that passed away."
"Oh, it
sounds interesting."
"It is. I'm
sorry, but um, it's hot."
"I know, I
apologize again about the heat once again. I really hope they fix that
thermostat soon."
"I apologize
too, but I'm gonna have to take off some of my clothes. It's too hot to keep
this sweater on."
"Um... sure,
I don't see a problem with that."
"Thanks."
Metim pulled the sweater up and off
of him, his undershirt damp. Not soaked, but there was certainly enough
moisture for Jesse to see his nipples through the wife beater. The vision
traveled right to his dick, causing mild solidification. His breaths became more shallow, and he too, was now burning up and sweating
profusely. He tried to keep his concentration on his work. Oh boy, did he TRY.
A few minutes
passed and Metim stood up andstarted unbuckling his belt.
"What are you
doing?" Jesse asked speedily.
"Taking off
my pants. I got shorts on underneath."
"Oh,"
Jesse relinquished and let Metim continue. The shorts
underneath were medium length basketball shorts that sunk below the knee.
Jesse's eyes completely fixed on Metim at this point.
The way the blue basketball shorts rode underneath his waistline, was justly
sexy. And when Metim turned, and
bent over to pull the pants off of his ankles was heavenly. A muscular and firm
ass, he had. Jesse immediately thought of what it must be like to have a guy of
Metim's stature and build inbetween
his legs and sexing him. He didn't even realize he was staring so hard until he
noticed the sharp reminder of his dick against his slacks. Jesse's dick rock
solid this time. He again tried to think away again.
"I don't know
how you do it."
"How I do
what?" Jesse asked.
"You're still
in your suit. I'm still hot, this shit's got me ready to strip all the way
down."
Jesse laughed. Awkwardly,
but he laughed.
"I'm serious,
you might see dick and balls in a second."
Jesse's mind took
a filth ridden vacation for a second. Flashing images of Metim's
naked body with a core focus on his dick ran through Jesse's head. "Now
that you mention it, I am a little hot." Jesse took his jacket and tie off, and then unbuttoned the first three buttons of his
shirt.
Metim chuckled.
"What was
that for?" Jesse said.
"You struck
me as the uptight type, and it looks like I was right."
"I'm not
uptight, not at all."
"You're
sweating more than me man, look at your armpits," Metim
laughed again.
Jesse looked, and
he was soaked. He couldn't help but crack a smile to himself. He continued
unbuttoning his shirt, and then stood up to finish. He pulled the shirt tail
out of his slacks and unbuttoned the last two buttons at the bottom of the
shirt. Then, anxious to get the shirt off, he pulled his arms out. But suddenly
there was the presence hovering over him. Over him,
around him, on him. Yeah, there was a palm resting on Jesse's backside, and it
wasn't his own. He used the strength of his neck and twisted it around to look
back. Metim sat in his chair calmly. The hand still
placed on Jesse's ass, but Metim showed no feeling or
remorse. Like doing this didn't
feel wrong at all.
Even Jesse would normally punch anyone that cupped his ass like this, but didn't take such action with Metim.
He just enjoyed as the huge right hand sunk around his ass cheek and squeezed.
Like feeling the
one cheek just wasn't enough, Metim stood and stepped
into Jesse, placing his left hand on the other ass cheek and still squeezing.
Heat still generated between the two of them, and Jesse's back felt the ripples
of Metim's chest. Jesse wanted him closer; he had to
have him closer. He pulled the arms off of his ass and
wrapped them around his chest. With the new closeness between them, Jesse
couldn't but feel the nudge right above his ass by a solid figure. The figure both thick and long.
Metim reached for Jesse's belt and unbuckled;
Jesse waited, boldly ready for the journey Metim was
going to take him on. The top button on Jesse's pants unbuttoned, then it unzipped and the pants fell to the floor. The taller man,
leant down from the back and kissed Jesse on the cheek.
He even lingered
there for a while, rubbing their faces together.
"You smell so
good," he said in a low voice. Jesse damn
near swooned. The
voice went straight to his head and fed the barrage of mental images he was
already getting. Neither of them could wait. Jesse turned himself around, his
neck tilted back somewhat, so he could adjust to Metim's
height and they kissed; the first kiss. This was the
kiss that officially set things off between them. Entwined in the sexual reverence of each other, Metim
backed Jesse up against the conference table. Once there, his right hand scooped underneath Jesse's legs and pulled them
up, forcing the blazing Rican to sit on the table.
Jesse multitasked
from here. He moved down each measure of Metim's
exposed body, kissing and tonguing. And whilst doing that, he kicked off his
loafers and wriggled out of his slacks. A variety of moans escaped from the two
of them, as they raced to sheer nudity. Both dicks are solid rocks. Still
towering over Jesse, Metim kisses him while stroking
both of their dicks.
"Mmmmm," Jesse moans.
"Yeah...
feels good don't it?"
"Oh
yeah..."
After another long lasting entanglement between lips, the two broke apart
at Metim's will. Jesse fought breaking
it, but Metim had a better plan in mind. His hand
relaxed on Jesse's face before actually pushing it
down gently, forcing the boy to lay down on the table. The hands guided the
youth's mouth to the solid pole that was dripping pre-cum due to the state of
sexual energy in the room.
"Yes, baby,
suck that dick."
Jaw relaxed, and
lips perched, Jesse did as he was told. His lips just kept kissing the very
dick that was running in and out of his oral entrance. His tongue even began to
get in on the action, circling the head of the full dick that was inside.
Metim used the time to prep the boys anal insert. While, Jesse
wetted up Metim's dick, Metim
decided to return the favor by wetting up Jesse's ass. Propping his left leg
onto the conference table gave him better access to Jesse's throat, but also
allowed him to get leverage, in able to pull Jesse's
legs up by his head and sink to the gooey wet wet
center. Metim lapped over the smooth entrance once
and wrapping his teeth around for a simple bite.
With a second lap
over, came the collapse. Both of them on top of the table now in 69. Metim
on top of Jesse. The dick's shoved into Jesse's throat and Jess eats it like
the fudge-pop that it is. Metim's balls hovering all
over Jesse's nose so each breath he takes inhales the very essence of this
nigga occupying his throat.
Metim lifts Jesse's legs up to get deeper into
his ass, while avoiding the collision with Jesse's dick and balls. He tongues
around the fiery Latin tunnel. He can hear the moans of Jesse beneath him.
"This shit feel good?" he asks.
A muffled,
"yes" escapes from Jesse's mouth.
He delivers a
smack to the bottom of Jesse's ass, gathering a yelp from the trapped Rican.
"I said, does
this shit feel good?"
"Yeah,"
Jesse yelled, considerably louder than the first time.
"Good, keep sucking
that dick baby, don't stop."
The both of them
lock into each others parts.
Jesse's every thought is this mans
penis. Slurping on it, sucking on it, and trying not to choke each time it
tests his gag reflexes. And Metim's so focused on
lodging his tongue into Jesse so far, that his full lips pucker up to kiss the
hole while the tongue explores deep. After minutes, he
comes to the conclusion that the boys wet enough to
slide into. Metim climbs off of
Jess, but Jesse won't let go of the dick. His mouth just spent close to 10
minutes focused on the dick that invaded him, and he wasn't ready to let it go.
This was
completely fine by Metim, cuz he wasn't completely finished prepping. He leaned down and went for
his coat pocket and grabbed a KY jelly bottle. This KY wasn't the liquid base,
but the gel base. The kind similar to Vaseline. He
popped the top on it and put the lips of Jesse's trembling manhole on the
outside of the opening in the bottom and squirted. The gel went in, packing
into Jesse's ass as he kept sucking on the dick. After squirting enough, to his
standards, he closed the lid on the top and put it away.
With dick fully
polished, Metim finally withdrew from Jesse's
trapdoor lips. With Jess still laying on the table, Metim
flipped the sexy Rican around to go into his lower region. Jesse's spit served
as an extra lubricant for the already dripping hole, so it was no surprise that
the ass just blossomed once the thick dick entered. Jesse still felt the pain
of being opened by the cylinder, but the glide made it easier. Jesse struggled
for something to grab hold of. He couldn't hold the table edges, and there was
nothing else near him; just this nigga that floated over him with this sinister
grin.
"Sssss..... ahhhhhhh."
"Shut up, you
know you like how this shit feels," Metim
responded. Metim's dick sloshed around inside, all
thanks to the extra KY goo he forced inside.
Jess still looked
for a place to hold, something to sink his nails into while his ass was being
split open. With nowhere else to go, he had to hold onto Metim.
Both hands went up to Metim's face. The thumb on his
right hand extended out and across Metim's lips,
trying to go inside. With defenses down, Metim
allowed the admission. Jesse's thumb now lodged into Metim's mouth as his dick once did Jesse. Metim wrapped his hand around Jesse's body pulling him up
from the table, so now the two of them were face to face;
chest to chest. And because of the height difference, Metim's
legs had to bend down to stay in Jesse's hole. But that wasn't a problem for
long.
In swift motion, Metim lifted Jesse up and hugged him tight, lifting and
lowering the boy on his rod. The gel inside Jesse's ass had been mixed up all
the way around Metim's dick, so it was feeling extra
good now. Every time he lowered the boy, his dick had this wet tight sensation.
It felt like fucking a virgin ass that oozed goo out to make the shit even more
thrilling. And as good as it felt to Metim, it felt
even better to Jesse. Completely over the pain now, Jesse was just prepared to
be the punching bag for this dick to wear out.
With Jesse's thumb
still in his mouth, Metim continued the lift; fucking the shit out of ole boy. Jesse moaned over and over again with the dick sliding to and from his
ass. Metim cupped the back of Jesse's head and
slammed Jesse's body on top of the conference table. The impact caused little
pain for Jesse, because of the fact that Metim
protected his the back of his head. But behold, Metim wasn't sliding out of that ass yet, or anytime soon
for that matter. He climbed on top of the table thrusting the solid dick into
Jesse's ass. He started hittin it so hard that when
his dick withdrew, due to the friction, the KY gel started oozing out. He kept
penetrating, beating the boys insides like a Rock and
Roll drummer on stage. Jesse could feel it. Every time the dick hit a wall, he
felt it, and loved it. It sent tingles up his spine and drips of precum to his
dick.
"Oh, baby,
shit!" Jesse shouted.
"Mmhmmm..."
"You are
fucking this shit!" Jesse's legs wrapped around him, inviting the Metim's balls to slap harder against the tender anal
opening. "Ayyyyyyyyy," he said in a Mexican
accent that he doesn't even speak with.
"Don't worry
baby, I got you."
Sweat poured but
it didn't matter. Adrenaline was still high as the boys were nearing the peak
of this experience. Metim's body whipped around in a
rounded motion; inserting, apply pressure against the
outer right wall, and withdrawing while applying pressure to the outer left
wall. Hound dogs fucking each other silly, is what they were.
"Ayyyyyyyyyyyy, papi, I can't hold
it!" Jesse exclaimed.
"Alright, you
ready?"
"Yeah
pa!"
"Iigh, come on. Let's do this shit!"
Jesse's hand
reached for his dick to stroke, his prostate couldn't take anymore, and he had
to release the sack. This was fine by Metim. He
started beating harder against the poor Ricans ass, as the sphincter tried to
close in. The way it squeezed tight for Rican to shoot his nutt, made Metim go crazy. Scratch the shit that was posted before
about Jesse's ass feeling like a virgin, the way the sphincter hugged Metim's dick made him feel like a virgin. A virgin Metim was deflowering and about to spill the seed into.
Jesse shot first,
the cum escaping up his naval, Not even a millisecond
later, Metim began expulsing. The body temp'd fluid invaded Jesse's hole, as his fluid continued
shooting up his chest. A puddle of cum lay in his belly button, with streams up
and down his chest. But a whole pool of cum lay within his ass. Ejaculation
complete, but Metim still lay collapsed on the boy as
if he wanted to make sure every drip drop went into him.
"You are so
fucking sexy, boy," Metim said.
Jesse took a deep
breath, "ahhh."
Metim's hips still wiggled, fighting it's way into the battered hole,
and dipping out; almost as if he were seeking another erection. The two of them
could have laid in that position for the rest of the day, if it weren't for the
heat. After a good five minutes, the both pulled apart
from each other, aiming to get back to work.
"So... we can
win the case right?" Metim
asked.
"Of course we can."
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