Bad Luck Charm - 1. Chapter One

A/N: Special thanks to my editor, dedicated to Wishmuch.

Stirred awake with the heat beside me, arms hugging me close to him. His warm breath tickled the back of my neck, and his impressive erection ground against the cleft of my ass relentlessly. It took utmost effort to extricate myself away from his grasp as softly and gently as possible, and get out of our bed without waking him up.

Our love cocoon…

It had been a great weekend for us, given the nature of our job and obligations to close friends and families. It was a spontaneous and impromptu decision for us to plan this getaway without informing anybody. I couldn’t help but snicker, hell would break lose the moment we are contactable.

As I strutted towards the bathroom to wash up, subconsciously I grazed my fingers over the tender spot. Last night was amazing, we made love into the wee hours, and this morning as well. It was a rare occasion for us to reverse roles, I definitely took a pounding, and I loved every minute of it.

Peering into the bedroom while brushing my teeth, the blond slept away, exhausted and sedated. The soft morning sun rays that escaped the blinds cast a soft glow onto his chiseled face. The bed sheet was bunched partially around his hips, showing off his bubble butt. His lips slightly parted, swollen from our lovemaking, pure sapphire blue eyes hidden behind those sleeping lids. Who would have known…

Settling down beside my blonde, I patted his cheek softly, “Hey Babe, we need to check out soon.” He grunted some incoherent words and pulled me onto the bed, burying his face on the crevice of my neck, smelling me deeply. Moments like this made me realized, I love this beautiful man.

“Do we really have to…?” His voice muffled by the closeness against me.

“Yeah, better get moving before I show you my prowess,” a fleeting smile escaped me when his body shuddered as my fingers touched the tip of his sensitive crown.

“Ah-h, wo-wow, someone’s pretty arrogant huh,” the blond challenged, which was a losing battle.

I gripped his hard cock firmly in my hand, using his precum as a lubricant, I began to jerk him in his favorite twisting motion. As I sped up, his breathing became labored, his fingers gripped my hair, “oh s-s-shit, I’m cumm-” he came hard with his head thrown back.

Leaning against his ear, I whispered, “If my memory serves me well, my lover… You’re the arrogant one isn’t it, scowling like someone with a pole up his ass.”

He pushed me off while chuckling deeply, “Shut up! You’re as heavy as a mother cow, ugh!”

~~*****~~

My body ached, fucking big time.

Even with my eyes closed, I could still feel the bright sun shining through. Where were the curtains goddammit!

I struggled to open my eyes and take in the surroundings, nothing but bleary images.

“Good morning sweetheart, how are you feeling?” A woman’s melodious voice. “Just let me do a quick check on your vitals before I get the doctor in,” she added.

As my vision improved, I took a glance at the nurse with jet black hair tied in a neat bun, her full lips greeted me with a stunning smile. The name tag on her left breast pocket; Carol.

Hospital.

“What happened to me?” I managed to croak out with my best effort. The last I remembered was the sound of crushing metal and glass glitters flying in all directions.

Did I mention my freaking body ached? Damn right.

“You came in through an emergency in a real bad condition. Some accident I believe, got you real bad.”

Right, Brian Fassen.

We first met through his internship as a summer associate. The internship was part of his final year project in the State University. I was holding a semi-senior position within the Bank handling private clients and he was assigned to shadow me to learn the ropes or something. He’s blond, attractive, charming, and eager to please. He came onto me hard and I had to admit it felt good to be wanted.

It’s not the norm I went for younger twinks, but somehow Brian managed to get through under the crack. He was fun to be with and at the same time, mature for his age. The sex was great, with his constant worshiping, I felt powerful and in control.

It wasn’t long after a few months of dating I have decided to invite him to stay with me, a loft unit I purchased in the downtown area through my hard work and savings. He agreed in a heartbeat. I was in love, or I thought so.

Some months down the road, I was promoted again to handle a specific portfolio of higher-net-worth private clients. The workload proved to be hectic. I was in and out of meetings after meetings without much break in between. I had to do lots of entertaining and personal favors. Needless to say, my private life was pretty much non-existent. However, I did put in my best effort and made sure whatever time I had was well spent with Brian.

Brian wasn’t being pretty over this.

Our relationship began to deteriorate over time. The past few weeks had been tensed and extremely turbulent with lots of cold shoulders and silent treatments. After a long day at work, could you really blame me for wanting some form of tranquility? Sex-wise….. Sigh.

On a Monday afternoon, I canceled and rescheduled all appointments for the day and decided to spend with Brian. A nice dinner would be great to show some love and appreciation. I even purchased a bouquet of lilies which he was his favorite and headed back to our home.

Here I was, standing in our living room and witnessing a sensual massage going on between Brian and his masseur; oiled, naked, moaning in delirious, with his dick balls deep inside of Brian.

In a typical gay porn, when the third party chanced upon this scene, he would be enthralled and turned on. Well, that didn’t happen to me. What happened was I threw a god-damn bitch fit which Bianca Del Rio would be proud of, punched the both of them in their guts, and sped the hell out of that sick place.

“Seems like everything is in good order, I’ll go get the doctor now,” Carol announced in the same melodious voice and exited the room after giving me a gentle smile.

At the age of 28, I would like to think I have a pretty accomplished career and life, except I am loveless… for now. I’d probably need to end things off with Brian, and he would definitely need to be gone. As forgiving as I was, having a dick in your boyfriend’s ass, I doubted I could get passed that in all seriousness.

What an 18 months of roller coaster ride.

A quick knock on the door broke my reverie, and as promised Carol walked in together with a doctor…. with a sour-puss face.

“Mr. Carter, this is Dr. Eskins, he’d be in charge of your well-being during your stay with us,” she introduced with her palm motioning towards the doctor, who in return gave a curt nod in acknowledgment.

He seemed accomplished for someone his age, probably a year or two above me. Tall, broad, attractive, lean; not overly bulged, oh I wouldn’t mind a bulge at somewhere else though, probably a jock in schooling days…. and blond; with a messy faux hawk. I would have drooled at the whole package with his deep baritone voice if not for the droning diagnosis that was coming out from his mouth.

He gave a quick cough to clear his throat before continuing, “You were involved in a chain accident, from the impact it seemed that you were driving at a speed that exceeded the road limit. The damages didn’t reach any of your vital organs, in addition, you also suffered some concussion from the airbag. Based on the reports and scans, the swelling has reduced. All in all, I have done the best that I could and you will recover just fine,” somehow his blue gaze looked really condescending and disapproving.

“U-um, thanks, when can I expect to go home?” I questioned him while steadying my gaze on him, unknowingly, it became a contest of dominance and it’s giving me jitters.

That’s a really nice azure……

“Though on a personal note, maybe next time you shouldn’t be a wise-ass and speed, or complicate other people’s lives with your recklessness,” his sour-puss faced contorted and left without another word.

What the fuck?

I could almost hear the breaking of glass in my mind when he spat that comment out from his fouled mouth. I believed... that’s the shattering of my fantasy, what an arrogant jerk!

Carol seemed appalled by the reaction before adding quietly, “Well, if all goes well, probably in about three days or so, do you wish to contact any emergency next of kin, or family members?”

“I’m fine, thanks a lot, Carol, I can handle this no problem,” I replied with a forced smile.

“Alright, just don’t take it to heart, he’s really an awesome guy. He was the only doctor available at the moment, and he's supposed to be somewhere for something important. I’ll let you rest up and do let me know if you need anything sweetheart,” she said and gave me a peck on my right cheek before leaving the room.

Sigh… Yup, blondes are definitely my bad luck charm.

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