First Time, Matt Bomer/Simon Halls, Liam Neeson/Cillian Murphy, NC-17

[2_libras]

Title: First Time
Author: 2_libras
Fandom: RPF
Pairing: Simon Halls/Matt Bomer, Liam Neeson/Cillian Murphy
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: This never happened, all of the story is made up out of our heads.
A/N: Set in an AU where Simon Halls owns a sex club.
Summary: Matt visits the club for the first time, and he and Simon get to watch Liam and Cillian play.



Sam looked up from the desk at the man who'd just walked in. "Mr Bomer? You're here to see Mr Halls," he nodded. "I'll take you to his office, wouldn't want you walking into the wrong room," he smiled. "If you need anything and can't find Mr Halls, you can come to me, I'm Samuel, or Sam." He stood up and tossed his head back, before walking beside Matt to take him to Simon's office.

Matt bit his lip. He knew he should say something but he was really nervous. He'd just started seeing Simon, and he was so nervous about all of this.

Simon was at his desk, looking over a few applications for bar staff, and trying not to look at the clock on his computer every five minutes as he waited. When the door open he smiled broadly at Matt and Samuel. "Sam, thanks for seeing him in. Make sure the bar staff knows that he drinks on my tab." He stood and circled his desk, applications forgotten, and squeezed Sam's shoulder. "Thank you." He tried not to obviously rush the other man out of the room, but he was always careful when he brought someone new to the club, and he wanted a moment alone with Matt before they did the traditional tour.

"I'll see you later," Sam said, grinning, he could tell his boss was kind of smitten, it was actually adorable because it was so unusual to see Simon not all calm and collected. "I'll let them know," he added to Simon. "I hope to see you again," he said to Matt and then he left.

"I got here," Matt said, smiling at Simon. "Had a very nice escort back who didn't bother me, so I think I'll be fine." He hoped. He was so nervous about this, he knew how much the place meant to Simon.

"That is the first step. The second is getting comfortable. Somewhere in between there is getting a welcome kiss from the owner." Simon smiled at Matty, reaching up to brush the hair out of his eyes. "I can't thank you enough for at least coming down to look at this place. I know its a big step. You have my word though, no one here will ever breathe a word that they saw you. When you get a membership the contract has airtight liability agreements about confidentiality. If someone spills their admitting to being here to see you here in the first place, and that's embarassing enough for some of them."

"That I would like to have," Matt smiled. "I am really curious about it, and you know I trust you and who you are above everything." He nodded, "I understand that, I do," he said. He laughed. "I can see that, actually. I mean, how would they know if they weren't here?" He moved closer to Simon and tilted his head up slightly.

Simon wrapped his arms around Matt gently, brushing their lips gently before fully kissing him, his tongue teasing the other mans lips as they broke apart. "There are a lot of very important people out there, and I trust you completely, that's the only reason your here without signing anything. I have to protect these people too, their my friends. I built this place to be somewhere we could do what we wanted, and I want to keep that safe."

"I consider my promise to you to be as binding as any contract," Matt said seriously, his cheeks flushed from the kiss. "I would never do anything to hurt you, or to hurt them. I understand that," he nodded. "I like that idea a lot, and you know that, remember how I got when you were talking about what you wanted to do to me here?"

"I do...thought about it just this morning before I came here." Simon smiled slowly. "You look so fucking pretty pinned to the bedroom door and panting with my lips on your ear telling you filthy things."

"I still think you make me come too soon," Matt teased. "But as I don't seem to have a problem getting hard again, well, that's not a bad thing at all. Not to mention that time you used cuffs on me. My god, Simon, I thought I was going to come all over that suit of yours and while I know it could be cleaned it wouldn't have been the same..." he grinned. "So what now?"

"Keep talking like that and you get bent over my desk." He nipped Matt's lip gently. "We need to get out of this office before we don't. I'd like to show you around, give you the tour." He reluctantly pulled himself away then.

"I'm really trying to think of why that's a bad thing," Matt moaned. He knew, but he couldn't help asking. "Okay," he nodded, but he wouldn't let Simon's hand go for anything. "Let's go, then, I do want to see things around here!"

"Because if and when I fuck you here, its not going to be in this tiny little room. I think your so hot everyone should get a chance to see you come apart." Simon smiled, opening the door and tugging the younger man out, hoping they'd get far enough to keep Matt from trying to grope him for that comment. "Anything you want to see first?"

"I'm in your hands," Matt answered, and he wasn't sure whether to be turned on, scared, or a mixture of both at the idea of Simon fucking him in public. "So wherever you think, and I'll just follow along behind like a good boy."

"You've never been a good boy a day in your life. You've got naughty coming out of your pores." Simon smirked. "Lets start at the bar, get you a beer, just to calm your nerves okay?"

"You call me a good boy all the time," Matt pointed out. "But you're right." He nodded, taking that part a little more seriously. "That would be good. You know at least half this lip is because I'm unsure of myself."

"I do, which is why your not getting punished for it." He smiled at Matt. "I'll just take it out on your ass good and rough later."

"I like that you understand," Matt smiled back. "Of course I will like that too," he said. "You know I will." He breathed as smoothly as he could as they headed into the bar.

Simon guided him gently, waving down the bartender and ordering them each a beer when he came over. "I think you'll do fine, for all that's worth. I have nothing but confidence in you." He squeezed Matt's hand gently. "And for the record, the bathroom is down the hall behind me. The two farthest stalls have holes in the wall for the obvious reason. Don't use them unless the others are full or your in the mood for that, which I honestly don't see you feeling like very often. There is a wall colored plug kept in them most of the time, but if someone in the next stall here, their liable to think your just getting comfortable and try to initiate."

"Call me weird but I find the idea hot, the actual notion of doing it not so much," Matt said after thinking. "I might, though, sometime. Not this time, but later." He grinned. "Better to wait until I'm more used to this, so for now things I can see, please." He sipped his beer when it was put down in front of him.

"I could always be waiting on the other side, pretending to be some stranger using that pretty mouth." Simon purred, leaning in. He winked at Matt, before turning and motioning to the center of the club. The floor was lushly carpeted, with a handful of layers on each of the three levels. "This is the sitting area. Basically for those who are really just here for a drink and maybe getting up the courage to go figure out what their in the mood for. Or they just want to be able to have a good grope but not do the full act. We do keep that seperate so we don't scare off the young bloods like you."

"That would be really hot," Matt said. "God knows I love your cock." He looked over and nodded. "I bet that would be fun, and I see what you mean." He watched as a man's hand slid inside another's pants, cupping his ass. "Those two will have to get a room soon," he grinned.

"Yes, or move to the back. Some like the idea of being out in the open, so past the curtain its fairly well everything goes as long as people are still able to navigate. It makes a bit more work for cleaning, but it makes things more relaxed. Plus you can't help but get hard when you walk back there, seeing boys getting blown on the couch, or spanked. The only real rule is no blood, because that's a whole different set of clean up gear. And I don't mess with that type of licensing." He smiled. "Would you like to go see who's at play in the back?"

"That makes sense," Matt nodded. "As long as it fits for everyone, it's good," he said. "That... wow." He blinked. "Yeah, I would," he was already a little hard just thinking about it. "I think blood might be best kept to a private room, or home," he said. He drank a little more of his beer. "Why not?"

Simon grinned at that. "Yes, we do encourage that and other bodily fluids that aren't normally sexual be done elsewhere. What people do in the private rooms isn't my concern as long as they clean up after themselves and their careful. Come on." He took Matt's hand again, guiding him between the tables and smiling at a few people as they passed. "Don't be afraid to look when we're back here. Everyone in the curtain room is there because they want eyes on them. So don't think they'll be embarassed." He stopped at the curtain. "Ready?"

"That's a good idea," Matt nodded, "in and of itself, I mean." He squeezed Simon's hand and even nodded at a few people. "I won't, I probably won't be able to stop looking," he said, and then he nodded. "Ready." He was really ready for this.

Simon smiled, pushing open the curtain and stepping inside. The room was a large circle, with seats lining its edge, in the center a large cushioned mat was laid out, pillows strewn over it. Closest to them, on one of the wall seats, a young man sat, his head tilted back as he moaned, his hands in the hair of an older man on his knees in front of him. On the mat a man was propped upon pillows, while a man thrusted into his face, and another prepped him to be fucked. In the far back a boy was begging for mercy as his daddy spanked him. "Its a quiet night in here."

Matt was speechless, but not in a bad way. "Quiet?" he asked, curious as to what a busy nighht would be though he could see there was a lot more unused room. "Wow," he murmured. "This is amazing," he grinned at Simon. "Really hot, too." He watched the spanking, remembering when Simon had done that to him. "It's all so... raw and open and hot."

"The beauty of knowing your safe, is that you can be who you really are. You can wear your leather, or your collar, or your dress, and just sit and be comfortable. You'd be amazed the variety I see in this room, some just sitting and watching the others, either because that's what they want, or because they'd rather not interrupt a moment like these." Simon leaned in and nuzzled Matt's neck gently. "I'd love to have you spread on that mat one day, working you over with my tongue and making you ask others to tell me to fuck you because I won't without someone other then you asking for it."

"I can see that," Matt nodded. "I like the idea of watching," he said. "I wouldn't want to interrupt them, either," he said. He relaxed against Simon. "God... I'd love that and I wouldn't let anyone else near me without your approval," he hadn't said that to Simon but he suddenly knew he didn't want anyone Simon didn't approve of touching him in that way.

"I'm more then willing to do the same for you. And maybe sometime I'd like to watch someone else fuck you, would you like that?" Simon slipped his arm around Matt's waist gently. "Just sit nearbye and jerk my cock as he sucks and fucks you and then when hes done, I'd come over and reclaim what belongs to me." He pulled the other mans hips back against his own a bit roughly.

"I'd like that and you know what else I'd like?" Matt asked. "I'd like to pick out a boy for you to fuck the way you fuck me, only not quite the same, because it's more than just fucking with us, and do the same, jerk my cock and watch you and then you make me come in your mouth." He ground against Simon. "I think... I'm more than okay with this place," he sighed.

"I knew you would be...I knew it the first time I fucked you in front of that mirror on the closet door, and caught you watching the way I watched you under me. I knew you wanted an audience then." There was a moan from the man nearest to them then, as he came into the mouth of the older man on the floor, with a growl. "Sounds like someone likes what he hears..." He nipped Matt's earlobe.

"It's also because it's a part of who you are," Matt said. He smiled. "Oh yes, god, I do like the idea, I have to admit," he said. "Well, yes," he said. "I love seeing people come and god, that's hot.... I bet he gets punished well now."

The older man pulled the younger man to the floor, pushing him over to the mat and shoving him down. "Looks like he's about to get fucked good and rough, for coming without asking first. Across the room, the spanking had stopped and now the Daddy was holding his boy by the hair, jerking off and holding his face at an angle to catch his come. "I think you raised the temperature in here some, look at how hot they are now." The threesome in the middle of the mat now had the middle man getting fucked from both ends, his cock swollen and throbbing as his body moved.

"This is why I always make sure to have permission to come before your mouth gets near my cock," Matt said. "I know you'll fuck me as hard as I need it anyway," he smiled. "Oh yes, Daddy," he whispered in Simon's ear, teasing. "Your boy wants to come for you too... soon." He was hard but not really ready to come yet. "They are all so hot, aren't they, and god," he watched the one being fucked's cock. 'I'd love to be in the middle like that."

"I'd make sure you were come out by the time you were filled like that so you could take us a good long time. Its not like you wouldn't get hard and come again anyway. Fuck, maybe I'd just let you come and keep going, fuck you right through when your sensitive and driving wild, and just keep using you til you came again. The cock in your mouth would make it awful hard to protest." Simon slipped his hand down and grabbed Matt's cock through his pants. "Call me Daddy like that again and you'll be making your debut as someone to watch in here much sooner then you'd anticipated." His other hand slipped up to grab Matt's hair firmly. "Watch that boy wear his daddys come, like a good little slut." He directed Matt's view to the pair across the room as the kneeling boy got his face covered in come.

"I'd be yours to use," Matt said, "so whichever way you wanted to do it, I'd take it, sucking on that cock and moaning around it as you ploughed into me, over and over," he shuddered, thrusting into Simon's touch. "I'll remember that... and I almost want to," he said, "but at the same time I would rather wait a bit... so I won't, but you wait until we get somewhere more private, I think I'm going to be calling you that... soon." He watched, his head moved to see the boy better. "So hot, I want to be your slut like that..." he said. "Soon."

"Fuck yes you do. You look so pretty covered in come. I'd love to tie you up in here, put an ass in every seat and then let them all take a turn at your pretty mouth. I'd probably even blindfold you so you didn't know who was who. I'd be the first and the last, and maybe a few of them would go twice too. But your cock wouldn't be allowed to come til we were done with you and you could use our come to jerk off with." Simon undid Matt's belt as he spoke. "I should just make you come in your pants like a dirty slut right here....and then make you suck me with that sopping wet mess in your pants."

"I know you like how I look in come," Matt said. "I would... I would love that," he said. "You pick them and I get to see them first, but then my eyes are covered and all I know is that I am taking cocks between my lips, and making them come." He shuddered. "I really like that idea... I really want to do that." He moved so Simon could undo his belt. "I'm yours to use, is that what you want?" he asked. "Is that what you want from your dirty slut?" He and Simon had really only done this as talk and fantasy but he was used to deferring to the other man, this was only an extension of it. "Yes... I'm your slut."

"I do...god I do...but if I make you come then I'll have too, and we're only on our first room..." He purred in Matt's ear. "We can take the back door, and go look at the glass rooms next if you like. They afford just enough privacy to keep other mens hands off, but still let you draw a little bit of a crowd. Their also set up to be used for bondage if thats what their into. I've had boys chained to those tables from open to close before, and not allowed to come the entire time..."

"You and I both know we can make each other come more than once, but if you don't want it to happen yet, I understand," Matt answered. "That sounds amazing, and I don't know whether to feel sorry for those boys or to envy them. Maybe a little of both," he said, after thinking on it some. "I think that would be amazing... and it would also give you some privacy, just enough..."

"C'mon...lets get out of here before we join in." Simon gripped Matt by the top of his pants, tugging him along to the other curtain. "My favorites are the boys they leave tied with toys on them. Some bring their own machines, ones that fuck the boys non stop...and just leave them there getting fucked for hours for everyone who passes by to see. Its so hot to know that the boy has no control over when it will stop, or how many times he'll be made to come. Half the time the owner of the machine will leave the remote outside in the hall, so the passers by can give a little feed back."

"Like it would be a bad thing," Matt smiled as he followed along, not really having much choice in the matter, nor really wanting it. He shuddered. "God, so many ways to be punished, ti's such a hot idea too," he said. "I like the idea of being fucked and fucked and fucked like that, not knowing when it'll stop, and then," he thought on it, "one more time, with your cock in me, because I have to let you use me fully."

"I'd turn you around and make you clean off the table while I did...licking up all that come you made a mess with." Simon pushed through the curtain to a darker hallway now, after a turn the hall was only illuminated by lights inside each of the rooms, almost like spotlights, so you could see in far better then out. Most of the doors stood open, even with people inside.

"Yes, because I'd have to clean up the terrible mess I'd made," Matt said, as he stepped more carefully now the hall was darker. He looked inside one or two, and smiled. "Couple of boys like that already, hmm?" he said, tilting his head slightly in the direction of one.

"These two are lucky, they've only been here a few hours. Their owners are merciful." He tugged Matt down to the third booth, a boy lay spread on the table, a machine pumping his cock slowly, a toy shoved in his ass. "This one has been here since before we technically opened. He got caught jerking off last night, so I did his Daddy a favor. He won't be leaving til well after close tonight. The sucking machine has run all day, last count he's come 12 times. The guys have been bringing him water to keep him hydrated. That's all he's been allowed. And mind you that 12 was just the times one of my employees or I myself witnessed. I'm sure there is been plenty more." Simon reached out and picked up a remote off the table by the door. "Care to turn up his speed?"

"They are very lucky," Matt said. His eyes widened as they came to the third boy, the look on his face was an absolutely perfect mixture of pleasure and pain. "Wow," he said. "That's hot and he must have known what he'd get if he did, so he asked for it, even if he didn't know what he was asking for." He took a look at the remote. "How much?" he asked. "I want it to be mostly good for him..."

"Just turn the speed up a bit, no further then half way. Where its at now its basically just keeping him hard and driving him crazy. If you turn it up all the way he'll be coming in a minute, but at this point even coming has to hurt like hell. He knew he'd be punished, but I doubt he expected this. His owner is very strict though." He shook his head. "He won't do it again, unless he really enjoys this type of treatment."

Matt nodded, pushing the dial up to a little less than half way. "That's not so bad," he said, "to keep him hard, but I wouldn't want to make him come without his owner telling me to, and I don't know if I'd want to hurt him, though the idea of being able to put someone there is really hot," he said. "Not you, but... someone." He nodded. "He does seem to have a very strict owner, but I bet he loves it. Maybe not this treatment, but the strictness of his owner, he'd love that."

"He has a codeword. Me and the employees know it. To say if he really can't do it anymore. He's been there almost 12 hours and he hasn't said it. He loves every second of his suffering. He's put here like this to be used, his owner wouldn't have left this remote if he didn't want him made to come as many times as we like." Simon nudged the dial forward as he spoke, earning a moan from inside the room. "He's lucky it wasn't left on full speed, and the remote given to me to keep in the office, he'd be sobbing by now." Simon slipped the remote from the other mans hands and set it back down. "Care to watch him come? Tied to a table, unable to see us, coming over and over again with no rest."

"That's good and I don't think that I could do it without one," Matt said. "He does, and he likes it, of course." He shuddered lightly hearing the boy's moan. "He's very lucky isn't he? He would be and that would be awful." He nodded. "I would, very much, that sounds really hot... I know it'll hurt him but he'll like it too, won't he?"

"Oh yes...he already likes it...look at him squirming." Simon wrapped his arms around the other man gently, pulling their bodies tight together. "I don't think I could ever do this to you. I couldn't make you hurt when you came...I just wouldn't let you come for a while instead." He nipped Matt's ear gently. "Maybe even let you jerk off till you almost came and then not letting it happen."

"He is, squirming like I get when I'm in your lap," Matt grinned. "I don't think I could let you," he said, more serious. "I don't mind the idea of you hurting me in other ways but not like that." He nodded. "That would be hot..."

"I want coming to be a release for you." Simon reached a hand down and turned up the machine, earning something near a scream from inside the cell, the mans body shaking as his orgasm was forced from his body hard and fast. "Not something like that...as hot as it is to hear him....your different. Your mine."

"I am, and you might make me come through a cock ring or something like that, but nothing as painful as that, and fuck, yes, it is hot," he said. "but like that is not for us," he said. "We'll find our pain levels..."

Simon pushed the dial down to half way, pulling Matty down the hall more. "Lets go to the next room shall we?" He asked softly. "I think that boys showed us all of his tricks. And we'll still be able to hear him."

"I'm good with anything you want," Matt said, happily following Simon. "He was lovely, though, I have to say that." He looked into another room. "Mind you they all seem to be lovely," he said, and then his jaw literally dropped. "Is that who I think it is, and that one too?" He had seen people he recognised, even one or two that he'd worked with, but this... this was different.

Simon chuckled. "That is my friend Liam, and his boy, Cillian. And their here quite a bit if their both in town." He smiled. "I'll get you an autograph when their hands aren't busy."

"I... I don't know if I want an autograph but... but, wow," Matt said. "I didn't think I was even capable of being starstruck any more, but I feel like I did when I met Billy Dee," he said. "Which is kind of appropriate given that I know them from the same movies, technically. And wow, I always thought Cillian was cute..."

"He is, and Liam's quite a good master, and not too brutal." Inside the room, Liam had the other man laid out on the table, his mouth working over Cillian's body before taking his cock. The younger mans hands were bound down so he couldn't move to speed things up or slow them. "I've watched them before once or twice. Their very hot together."

"I can see that," Matt nodded. He watched, intrigued. "I think they would be incredibly hot to watch, and god, look at Cillian," he said. "He wants it so bad." He moved back against Simon. "Like I want you."

"Would you like to watch more? Maybe enjoy the show more completely..." Simon grabbed Matt's cock then, as he murmured into his ear. "He makes the hottest little noises when he comes. You'll love it."

"I would," Matt nodded and he moaned, thrusting into Simon's grip. "He does, I'll bet, and my god, he's just so... amazing. Both of them." He watched as Cillian's body arched up and he saw his cock fill and precome leak out of it. "He's so turned on."

Simon nodded, and inside the room Liam leaned in to take the come with his tongue gently, swiping across the head of his cock just barely enough to get it. "He seems like hes very good with his mouth too. And his cock...I have to say makes me a bit jealous." Simon murmured into Matt's ear, his hand stroking teasingly.

"He does," Matt nodded, and he glanced at Liam's cock. "You know, it's beautiful, but... I love your cock," he moved to caress it, gently, not sure if Simon wanted him to be more aggressive just yet. "I wouldn't ask for anyone else's at all, if it meant I couldn't have yours." He turned to watch as Cillian made a broken noise, begging Liam for something he hadn't caught.

Simon smiled and kissed Matt's neck gently. "It will take quite a bit to keep me from putting that inside you baby, don't you worry. You can touch, I know you need it." Liam gave the man in front of him a gentle swat on the thigh, a light punishment for being pushy.

"Oh I know," Matt sighed softly, and wrapped his fingers around Simon's cock, stroking him through his pants. He wondered if he could handle too much touching, but he was also sure he would find out. He chuckled lightly at Liam's swat, and at Cillian's answering moan. "That's so hot..." Matt sighed.

"Cillian is generally a very well trained boy. The fact that hes being that way means hes been like this quite a while." Simon groaned softly at the other mans gentle touch. "Hes probably so hard it hurts and unable to do anything but beg for mercy."

"I can see he's hard," Matt said, watching. He moved his hand on Simon's cock as he watched. "Liam's giving it, to an extent, but not fully, he's making Cillian wait, and I think Cillian knows he doesn't get to come yet, but he's still begging for all he can get." He writhed against Simon. "I know how he feels... I want..."

"What do you want me to do? Pin you up against this window and fuck you senseless while they watch? Give them a show of our own?" Simon nipped at Matt's ear as he spoke.

"I want... I want you to do what Liam is, I want you to be the one making me beg and need and want like Cillian is, I want to be... your boy, like that," Matt answered. "I want you to break me apart and hold me and put me back together when you've finished using me. Please, Simon... please make me your boy."

Simon slipped behind the other man fully then, easing his hand away from Simon's cock. "Hands up, flat palms on the glass. Don't take your eyes off of the show." He growled.

"Yes, of course," Matt nodded, his hands going to the glass. "Yes... Sir," he murmured softly, just loud enough for Simon to hear. He didn't mind watching the show at all. "Please, I need this, please, Sir..."

"I know you do. You need to feel possessed, and owned. And I will do just that for you. I will make you mine." Simon purred in his ear softly. His hands slipped around and gripped Matt's belt buckle. "I don't want to rush you, I know this situation is new, so if theres a line I cross, please tell me and we'll work around that okay?"

"I need that, you know what I need," Matt murmured. "Okay," he nodded and that made him feel better somehow. He could handle it, he thought, but knowing he didn't have to if he couldn't helped. "Please... yes..."

Simon gave the younger man a gentle kiss on the neck. "Good." He slowly undid Matt's belt an pressed his hand down the front of his pants, giving his cock a rough grab before stroking it a few times. "Your so fucking hard baby."

"Watching this and having you touch me, how could I be anything else?" Matt asked softly. "You alone would make me hard, but watching them too? Well..." he thrust into Simon's touch. "This is what you get."

Simon chuckled gently. "It is incredibly hot to watch them. There is a reason why I've seen this is more then once. Not everyone keeps my attention like that." He pushed Matt's pants down then, leaving his underwear up for the moment.

"It's a compelling sight but I know what you mean, the bar was hot but not something I was necessarily inclined to linger, but this... my god, this," Matt said. "It's amazing." He watched and listened to Cillian beg. "So needy, I know... how he feels."

"Has anyone made you beg properly before? Not just talking about a little bit of asking for cock either. Something like this where your so turned on and worked up that you feel like you'll die without it." He slipped Matt's underwear down then, biting his lip when he felt the other man entirely exposed to the air.

"Not like he is... closest I've come to that is the other night, with you, when you made me wait," Matt said. "I love the idea of it, though," he said. "Of it with you, Sir."

"I'll do that for you then, not tonight though, because I want my cock inside you too badly. At least for right now. It looks like Liam's considering giving the boy some releif." He murmured against Matts neck, watching Liam give the boy on the table a few long strokes with his hand, stopping after a moment to point out to Cillian that they had a captive audience enjoying his strain as well.

"Maybe later," Matt murmured. "Oh... that must turn him on even more, I know it does me, knowing they know I'm here and watching and hard, and god, Liam's hands are so big..." he said. "Love your hands on me, Sir," he sighed happily. Cillian's eyes, unfocused, looked over at them.

"I wonder if he recognizes you...if he's thought you were cute on t.v. and now he's seeing you watching him and wondering if you'd be more merciful with him then his owner is..." Simon murmured. "I wouldn't let you though. He seems like he needs this as much as you do. Look at how gone from the lust he is. Its so intensely beautiful."

"If I was the one on top, even if it was you, I wouldn't be," Matt said, "not if I thought you could handle it, of course. I know that's a long way off for me, but I know I want to try that side too... with you or with someone you approve," he sighed. "I wonder but he's probably so turned on he just about knows we're here, but he wouldn't know if we were us or two other guys."

Simon gave a soft moan at the thought of Matt playing the top. "I'd like to watch that some time. Get you some pretty little thing to play with and teach you how to break them down and make them something moldable like this." He pulled Matt's hips back a bit, changing the angle. "Aren't you glad I'm kinky and I brought some lube?" He teased.

"I would've said it was you being prepared, and I felt how much harder YOUR cock got at the thought of me being on top, and I will... I'll let you know when I'm ready," he murmured. "I am glad, though, very glad, because... oh god, if I'd had to wait, I may have had to beg you to suck me off."

"You can beg for that later...don't worry. I'm too turned on by the idea of pinning you up against this glass and letting them see you get fucked for the first time in public." Simon coated his fingers and slipped them between Matt's legs, opening his hole gently as he spoke. "Maybe I'll make you come from the friction against the glass and nothing else..."

"I will, I'll always beg you," Matt groaned. "Oh god, that's hot, knowing they'll see it, and knowing we'll all kind of... fuck,' he moaned. "Fuck..." losing his grip on his mind for a second. "Yes, oh please, anything you want, anything, Sir..."

"I'll have to see if they might like to do this again, seeing how your reacting to them. Maybe somewhere more private." He pushed deep with two fingers, his thoughts wandering as he spoke. "Let you two take turns being tied while he and I work over the other, and not let you come before we tie you again."

"That would be fun..." Matt nodded. "I wouldn't mind at all and fuck.... so hot," he said. "If they would I'd love it... watching is amazing though," he sighed happily. "So amazing with you and you feel... oh fuck... you feel so good."

"By the time you came it would be explosive. But I'd make sure you licked each other clean, of course. And then we'd fuck your brains out once you were spent." Simon smiled against Matt's neck, pressing in a third finger.

Matt whimpered. "Yours to use, your little fucktoys, just there to take your cocks," he sighed. "That would be delicious," he said. "So sexy and amazing and you would take us both... oh god... yes."

Simon slipped his free arm around Matt's waist, slipping his hand under Matt's shirt so he could feel his skin. "Your hearts pounding so fast. Your so amazingly turned on by this. Its incredibly sexy." Simon spoke softly.

"I am," Matt nodded. "You make me feel so turned on, more than you have before," and he liked that Simon was feeling him, it helped him a little. "You are so sexy and hot," he said. "You make me feel so good."

"That's exactly what I want to do. Make you feel good and sexy and amazing. Sometimes I just have to take a longer route to get there." He smiled, pulling his fingers out of Matt then. "Are you ready for my cock baby?"

"Yes," Matt nodded, looking ahead into the room and watching as Cillian looked up into Liam's eyes. "I want that," he said. "The trust. The losing myself and knowing you're there for me."

Simon smiled gently into the side of Matt's neck. "We'll get there, no worries. I'll make sure we do. I will always do my best to support you like that. To give you the love and the release of not having to worry about when you come. To help you learn how to let go and just let yourself feel when I touch you." Simon teased Matt's opening with his cock. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

"I want you to fuck me so hard I slam up against the glass," Matt answered. He pushed back slightly. "I want you to make me your boy, make me want to please you more than I want to come..." he had figured that out from watching. "I want... please, fuck me Simon."

Simon smiled, pressing in slowly then, only because it had been a few days since they'd seen each other and he didn't want to hurt Matt. "You need to do something about how tight you are...not that its a bad thing, but I'd love to be able to just fuck you any time I like, as little prep work as possible needed." He sighed into the other mans ear as he spoke.

"I'd like that... maybe... wear a plug some..." Matt groaned. "Not that you don't feel so good splitting me open and taking me... my god, Sir, it's amazing." He gasped and panted, pushing back.

"A plug...god that is a pretty thought. Keeping you plugged and ready for me to bend over the kitchen table, or the couch whenever I like. I'd definitely make you wear it in public. Take you to an awards show with it in so I can fuck you in the bathroom after you win, to add icing to the cake." He pressed himself in fully then, his arms wrapping around the other man, his hands coming up to rest on the younger mans shoulders and yank him downward roughly onto his cock so he went as deep as he could, holding there.

"Well, I was reading about it... oh my god, that would be..." Matt groaned. "Would you fuck me if I didn't win?" he asked. "Oh... oh god, so full, so hard..." and Matt pushed down, almost sitting on Simon's cock as he took him in. "Fuck... I'd beg you so hard to fuck me..."

"No stupid award is going to dictate when I fuck you, so yes, I'd fuck you just the same. You'd love every second of doing that too..." Simon purred. "Begging and whining for my cock to the point where I have to put my hand over your mouth when people come in the rest room just so you don't know our names because your so delirious."

"No... no it shouldn't," Matt nodded. "I would love it so much, and yes, I would have to have you put your hand over my mouth because I'm such a noisy, dirty boy, begging for your cock so hard, Sir... oh please, would you fuck me Sir?'

Simon pressed them forward roughly then, slamming Matt into the glass before starting to thrust. "You want this? Rough against the glass so that you have a crowd just like they do?" He growled. Inside the room Liam glanced up and smiled at the sight of Matt pinned to the glass, setting to start teasing Cillian again, jerking his cock slowly so he could watch and enjoy the visuals.

"Oh fuck, yes, just like this," Matt groaned. "Make me a slut like Liam is making Cillian... uhhhh," he groaned. "Sir... god, yes..." he thrust against the hard, unyielding glass, his eye catching Cillian's who was aware of him now.

Simon smiled at the other mans wanton actions, his fingers gripping tighter on Matt's hips as he thrusted. "Your getting so much attention now aren't you whore? Look at them enjoying the view." He growled.

"So hot to have them watch as you fuck me, Sir," Matt answered. "So hot to be taken by you like this... fuck... fuck me harder, fuck me like the little slut that I am..." he moaned. "Make them see how I belong to you."

Simon grunted and thrusted harder and quicker into the other man, tugging the fabric of his shirt down as much as he could before clamping his teeth down on Matt's neck as he did.

"Oh... oh god, just like that," Matt groaned, and ground back against Simon. "Fuck... fuck me... please." He knew Simon was fucking him but he felt like he had to keep asking, keep begging for Simon to fuck him.

Simon growled and let go of the other mans skin. "I can't wait to get you tied down later and make you beg me even more. I love it when you want like this. Makes me want to get one of those machines in the next room and make you come over and over, because you'd still be begging for it as long as it was me doing it."

"Fuck... yes, tie me down, do what you will with me, just let me come and let me take your come, please," Matt moaned. "Please use me and make me yours and take me apart and put me back together oh please, Sir... please..." he sighed. "Make me come as many times as I can handle and even more..."

"Because I tell you what you can handle. I tell you when your done..." Simon pushed Matt rougher against the glass then. "And even then you beg for more, because your a horny little slut."

"Yes you do, and even if I think I'm done, you know when I'm just saying it, when I can take it, yes, god, your horny little slut, your boy, I need... need to be all yours..."

"You are...all mine. Fucking pretty little slut though." Simon purred. "Look at the way Liam is looking at you, like he wants to touch you...make you bend for him too. He thinks your pretty too, I can see it in the way he looks. He envies my cock inside you, its so sexy to know he wants you but he can't have you without asking."

Matt gasped, watching through the window. "God, if you let him it would feel so good... and I can see that as much as Cillian loves the way Liam is treating him, he would want you too, we're both such horny little sluts for our men, aren't we?" he said, haltingly. "I love it and if you said yes I'd be happy but it's also really sexy to know you have to be the one to say yes..."

"I wouldn't let him use you without at least being able to watch and take it out on his slave. There's no fun in it if you aren't at least aware that I can see your slutty hole opening for another man. Maybe I'd tape it and keep it to watch with you later." Simon watched as Liam pressed two fingers into Cillian then, teasing the man on the table yet again after he'd allready done it several times.

"I would love that, have him use me and you use Cillian, as long as we all wanted it of course," Matt had already figured that part out, both Simon's words and just knowing it instinctively, that it all had to be what everyone wanted. "That would be so hot," he watched as Cillian rose up, pulling Liam's fingers inside deeper. "So hot, it's all so hot..."

"Let go my boy, I've got you...show us all how much you want it." Liam spoke to the man on the table for the first time loud enough for Simon and Matt to hear. "Ride my fingers and don't hold back."

Simon smiled. "I think we're about to get a show of our own." He grunted and groaned as he slammed deep into the other man.

"God, I could come if he told me to in that voice," Matt groaned. "I mean, if I was allowed to..." he watched as Cillian ground on Liam's fingers.

"Just... a little harder, Sir, please," Cillian begged, feeling how close he was. "Going to come... please, just a little more pressure..." he was barely audible to the others but he could be heard.

Liam grinned and nodded, speeding up the thrusts with his fingers, slamming them deep now. "Come for me my slut. Show us all what you look like covered in your own come."

"Your allowed too, and you better come soon because his voice is getting me too...and so is yours." He slammed hard as he spoke, pulling Matt's hips back a bit so his cock would rub against the glass instead of being pressed in one position, his thrusts now giving him a graze of friction.

"Yes, god," Cillian groaned, feeling his cock pulse and the come pour out of him, all over himself, his groan loud and carnal as he came hard, tight around Liam's fingers.

Matt could barely wait long enough to see Cillian come before he was coming all over the glass and himself, feeling it drip down onto Simon as well, he would have wondered at his cry sounding more like a scream but he was just too full of pleasure to notice.

Simon slammed deep twice more before letting go and coming into the younger man with a growl. He moaned loudly at the way the other man squeezed him. "Fuck yes...god..."

Liam stepped forward then, smiling down at Cillian. "That's my good boy. I love watching you come apart. How doe that pretty hole feel my boy?" He drug his fingers through the other mans come, and pressed them into the younger mans mouth before he could answer. "Clean these first."

"Simon..." Matt leaned back, hardly able to believe they'd done this the first time, that they'd been watched and that he had been like he had... like he still felt. "Sir..."

Cillian licked and sucked Liam's fingers, cleaning them off and tasting himself. He used his tongue thoroughly until Liam slid them out. "Stretched, a little sore but not too sore, Sir, and isn't it hot that Simon and his boy watched us?"

Liam nodded down to the boy on the table. "It was very erotic. I only wish I'd brought more toys to make you come apart more for them. You weren't near your potential for what a cockwhore you are."

Simon leaned his face into Matts neck. "That was so amazing, your such a good boy, you take fucking so well and you sound so good and god just knowing you came without my hand on your cock..." He groaned softly.

"Thank you, Sir," Cillian said. "I loved it. I wish you had too, but I think they got some idea and maybe we can do this again..." he suggested, with a wicked smile.

"So good," Matt sighed happily, "your boy, always, think i was before and this just made it happen fully..." he whimpered. "Couldn't stop it, watching and feeling your cock in me and all of it made me so hot I couldn't do anything else even if I wanted... not that I wanted anything except to come for you."

"As long as it wasn't too much...I was concerned that you might regret, after you'd calmed down some." Simon nuzzled his jaw lightly. "I never want you to regret anything between us."

"I think I'd like that." Liam smiled down at Cillian and smoothed his hair out of his face. "Now to figure out how you get to make me come when we get home..." He considered.

"No... no regrets, just love," Matt said, not even realising what he'd just said, though he felt the sentiment. "I won't, because you will always ask me and be sure it's what I want and need and you are what I want and need."

"I think I would too, a larger audience doesn't really do it for me, though you know I can get off if you want me to with one, but a smaller one is amazing," Cillian moaned. "I want you in my hole, if you want that tonight," because he knew sometimes Liam preferred another way, not because he didn't want Cillian's hole but because he wanted something else that time.

"I might just take you up on that my boy. Its been too long since I filled you properly." Liam stroked Cillian's cheek gently. "And we both need it."

Simon chuckled lightly and nodded. "Because it means too much to me for this to be perfect for you." He sighed. "I want to make you feel more then you thought you ever could."

"That's what I was thinking," Cillian said. "We've done so much and I love it all, but I haven't had you in me in too long," he turned to kiss Liam's palm.

"You are doing so well," Matt said. "I love it and you already have, and I'm ready to move through it all with you. Not all TONIGHT," he added, "though if we can I do want more tonight, but with you beside me..." He snuggled close to Simon.

Liam nodded. "I think we'll head home then, are you ready to be let loose my boy?" He smiled gently down at him.

"Oh I will be ready for more soon, doing this with you is going to corrupt my mind for days." Simon pulled away slowly, careful that the other man might be sensitive from their roughness.

"Whenever you are, Sir," Cillian answered, and he moved to allow Liam to unfasten his restraints. "I loved being held down like that so much."

"You have a beautifully corruptible mind," Matt said, groaning half at the loss and half at the drag on sensitive parts. "God. Simon... that's all so amazing but I might need to toughen up some," he teased.

"And over time we'll make sure that happens. Don't you worry." Simon laughed. He moved to a closet in the nearest wall, concealed if you didn't know it was there, and grabbed a towel they used to clean the rooms. "Here, we'll tidy up with this, at least so your presentable to get out the door."

"It was beautiful to see. You were just open and waiting for me and that was just breathtakingly beautiful." Liam smiled, moving unlock the other man slowly as he spoke.

"I'm going to need a while to get used to it," Matt said as he moved so Simon could clean him up. "But I love it and I love you for introducing me to all this."

"You know I love this, Sir, and I love you," Cillian said, softly, looking up into Liam's eyes. He'd never said the words, but he'd been feeling for a while. "I'm not asking for anything but to be able to say it," he murmured.

"I'll never stop you from telling me how you feel." Liam smiled and helped him sit up slowly. "And I love you too, and I'm going to show you just how much in a bit when we're at home."

"This is a learning process, like anything, and I'll be as patient as I can be with you. I might have to nudge you with some things because sometimes they seem daunting and you need it, but I won't ever force you past a point you truly don't want to go past." Simon cleaned himself up and tossed the towel into a can nearbye.

"Thank you," Cillian said. "I didn't want you to feel I was asking for more than you were ready for, and you know it's... different to other loves, but you make me happy and I like being able to say it." He took hold of Liam's hand to steady himself. "That's going to be amazing, but it always is."

"I can see that," Matt nodded. "I understand and I think I can tell when you're pushing in the good way," he said. "If I really can't, I can always let you know. I know we might cross signals here or there, but we'll make it work."

"We'll set up failsafes, saftey words, ways for you to let me know to stop pushing if I go too far." Simon pulled the younger man in for a kiss. "I want to keep you safe above all else."

"Just because its unique, that doesn't mean its any less important. I've known you'd be special to me for a very long time, I'm just glad I figured out how this could happen and be as amazing as it is, finally." Liam grinned and kissed Cillian deeply then. "I don't think I could keep myself from loving you if I tried."

Matt nodded, and kissed back. "I want you to be safe too, and I know I have to think about you some when we do this..." he smiled. "I want this to be good for us."

"It doesn't," Cillian nodded. "I knew it... that's why I was able to let you go so far even the first time," he said quietly. "Lucky for us, because I'm the same, and I think I'm ready to go. Except I should probably put some clothes on," he said, looking down at his naked body.

"If only because others might try to help themselves, and that's not what we're here for." Liam smirked at Cillian.

"Having you is so amazing that I'm already on cloud nine, there is not much you need to do past that." Simon set their foreheads together. "Everything else is just icing on the cake."

"Not this time, Sir," Cillian nodded and slid on his shirt and pants, that were all he'd worn tonight.

"I like the spice of the icing," Matt chuckled as he looked into Simon's eyes. "But I am so happy with you already..."

"So do I..." Simon adjusted Matts clothing gently, making him look a bit less rumpled. "I'm assuming you want a full membership? I heard if you fuck the owner of this place you get in for free." He teased.

"No, for the rest of the night you're all mine. I don't want to share." He licked his lips at the thought.

"Oh I do, and I knew there had to be a benefit," Matt answered, smiling. "But yes, I want to be a part of this, with you."

"Sharing isn't right tonight," Cillian said, stepping off the table. "Sometimes it is, but only when we both want that." He clung to Liam's arm as they started out of the room.

Liam nuzzled the younger mans hair gently, "Say goodbye to your audience, don't be rude." He teased lightly.

"Thank you for sharing this with me. It means a lot to have someone I don't have to segment my life for." Simon glanced over at the men leaving the room and smiled.

Cillian blushed deeply. "Yes, Sir," he turned to smile at Simon. "Thank you for watching us, Sir. Thank you for showing us your boy too."

"Thank you for being able to help me get here," Matt said. "You're welcome," he said, to Liam and Cillian, flushing almost as red as Cillian.

Liam nodded to Matt. "Any time you need that extra push, don't be afraid to find us. If we're here, we don't mind playing catalyst." He smirked at Simon who nodded.

"Your welcome, and my boy needs to be share. He's too beautiful to be hidden behind the bedroom door." He stroked Matts hair gently.

"I may take you up on that, Sir," Matt said, "as long as Simon agrees, of course..." he grinned.

"We would love to help you in any way we can," Cillian said. "Your Sir is amazing too," he said to Matt.

Simon smiled at Cillian. "Thank you, I'll remember you said that. And for the record, I very much agree, as long as my boy's boundaries are respected. He is still warming into this, and I will always put that first."

"Understood. No worries. I know you have my number, so we can set something up some time. I can't wait to see how far this little boy can be pushed." His eyes lingered on Matt for a moment. "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get my boy home and tend to him more properly."

"Oh do, Sir," Cillian said. "I was eased into it so well by Liam, I think it is best if the boy can be eased into things, though I have, I admit, gone quite fast," Cillian said. "But I will remember that. If you ever need to talk, boy to boy, you can call me, Simon has my number," he said to Matt.

"I may take you up on that," Matt said. He nodded to Liam. "Take care of him to thank him for all the wonderful things he gave you and us today. Not that you need me to tell you that, but... it never hurts to hear something." He turned to Simon. "Where are you taking me now, then?"

"Well...that depends, are you up for more? Or would you rather go home and get cleaned up properly?" Simon tilted his head at Matt. "And then we can have more fun after."

"I always take care of my boy, for the gift he gives me every day." Liam smiled, tugging the younger man toward the door. "And now I get to claim that gift for my own." He smiled back at Cillian.

"I think I'd like to go home and do more another night," Matt answered. "This has been wonderful but I think I need a little processing time." He smiled at Simon. "Fun later, I can handle."

"He does and I get to give him that gift," Cillian smiled at the other men as they stood for a little longer, but he was following Liam, and lost sight of them soon.

"That sounds lovely." Simon smiled. "I think I might reward you with a hot bath and some wine?" He offered. "It will help you relax, and its easier to process things when your not tense."

"That sounds just about perfect," Matt said. "Relaxing in warm water with you behind me, and yes... perfect in every way, especially with you. This is amazing, I know I said it or implied it already but it really is."

"It is, and I'm so glad we've found it together." He smiled slightly at the younger man. "Lets get home then, the club is in capable hands, so we'll slip out the back. Sam knew I was done for the day the minute you walked in. I'm sure he's let the right parties know that their in charge. Its nice having someone who can read my behavior working here. It makes it easier to get things done."

"I'm glad too," Matt smiled back. "Home sounds perfect, and I'm sure it is." He smiled wider. "I can't imagine you not having someone who thinks like that working for you." He started walking with Simon, heading in the direction Simon led him. "He's cute, too..." Matt said.

"Mercilessly cute, yes. I do try to be a gentleman though, and I try not to fuck my employees. Even when I know they'd let me. There is enough available sex for them when they punch out here. There is no reason they should be wasting it on me. Especially not when I've only recently become interested in settling down." Simon smiled as he spoke. "Don't tell anyone, but there is a guy I like a hell of a lot."

"I could see he would've let you, but I'm glad you haven't," Matt said. "Not only because I know there's a guy you like, I also don't think he's a 'just fun' guy for anyone. Of course I could be very wrong." He kissed Simon. "I know... and I love you for that."

"He deserves far better then being 'just fun'. And you, my boy, are going to get completely ravished after our bath." He led the younger man to the back of the club, letting them out and heading for his car. "You've more then earned that tonight."

"That's what I was thinking," Matt nodded. "Oh I am, am I?" he teased. "I can't wait to feel your cock deep inside me, maybe you'll tie me so I can't do more than take what you give to me? I think I can handle that."

"Maybe I will...or maybe I'll just make you so relaxed you won't have the fight let in you anyway." He teased, unlocking the car as they walked up. "The idea of having you clinging to me for dear life as I fuck you, has its own merits."

"That works too," Matt nodded, "holding you so tight I mark you some as well? Definitely liking that idea..." he got in and smiled at Simon. "But then as long as you are fucking me it's a good thing."

"Mark me all you like. I don't mind having to cover up a hickey or two. Knowing their there, will remind me of the good things on the rough days." Simon smiled.

"When you can't call me, at least, because you need to do that if you can," Matt said. "I want to be there for you."

"And you will be. Don't worry." Simon leaned over and kissed Matt gently. "Hopefully for a very long time, at least if I get my way."

"It will be for as long as we can," Matt answered, returning the kiss. "Now take me home and bath me, then ravish me."