Chapter 4 Mykola

• The next day I woke up alone in the bed, I was a bit sore so I decided to take a quick shower before I go back. But didn't expect him to still be in the suite watching the news while the butler was serving breakfast in the dining area.
• "Benjamin, come, have breakfast with me."
• "Yes, sir."
• "Please, call me Baxter."
• He dismissed the man after he finish placing the breadbasket on the table.
• "Baxter."
• I smiled and sit beside him while he kept on watching the news and eating his french toast glazed with honey.
• "Tell me, Benjamin, what are your plans for today?"
• "I was planning on visiting Mrs. Diaz, then check out her store."
• "You mentioned that you are doing this to help a friend?"
• "Mrs. Diaz, yes, she's been more than a friend to me."
• He urges me to talk more about myself while he continues to drink his coffee and I start eating my toast.
• Breakfast was done an hour later, he didn't seem like he has to go to work and I didn't want to be seen like I can't wait to get out of there but I didn't know what else to do there.
• "Baxter?"
• "Hm?"
• "May I leave? I'm sorry this is my first time."
• He chuckled, finishing off his coffee and get up from his chair.
• "Of course, but I will need you to attend a show with me tomorrow night. My boy is performing, I think he would like to get to know you."
• "Alright," I nodded and stayed when he put his hand to my neck and his lips to mine.
• It was a very good kiss, I was still dazed when he pulled away and slipped a cheque in my hand.
• "Your tip, I had a very nice time with you. I can't wait to have you again. I'll see you tomorrow night."
• I felt like a true man-whore coming out of his hotel room with a cheque in my hand. But I took a big breath and went back home to change before going to Mrs. Diaz.
• The day went by easily, I didn't meet Jacqueline until the next morning when she came back from one of her dates.
• "Benji, oh god, I'm so tired, I'm sorry I wasn't here yesterday. But tell me, how's your first day working?"
• "Babe, drink your latte first, relax and have some omelet. I'm not going anywhere for hours."
• Her eyes widen when I implicitly told her that I have another date later on that night.
• "Oh, Benji, I know you have your own daddy soon enough."
• "My own daddy?"
• Jacqueline laughed when she saw the horror on my face.
• "Okay, I forgot you're new to all of this. I know that you're with Baxter Newman and that man can be extra generous with his babies. Tell me, did he gave you a cheque? tipped you more than you thought you deserved?"
• "Yeah," I went back to my room then showed her the one thousand dollar cheque.
• "Wow, not bad for a first-timer."
• "You mean this is really my tip? I will get more on my account?"
• "Of course don't be silly, the company charge more..."
• Jacqueline sits and has her omelet while explaining to me how things work for the benefit of the babies.
• An hour later Jacqueline accompanied me when I told her that I needed to find formal attire for my date that night. Baxter had texted me the time and place, saying he will meet me there.
• "He's going to drool on you, Benji, you look hot! though I seriously think you should invest in tailored tux and suits.
• I laughed seeing her all excited for my sexual endeavor.
• "You think too highly of me,"
• She slapped my ass playfully and we ended our little banter by getting yogurt on our way back to her car.
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• I took a deep breath as I get out of the taxi, looking at my watch and relaxed thinking I still have a couple of minutes to spare when I entered the grand entrance of the building. Jacqueline was right, I was thankful that she picked my outfit for that night.
• There were a lot of people as I stand waiting, but I recognized him right away when he walked into the room. His presence was captivating, people were drawn to him and I didn't dare coming forward, feeling like I might intrude on his public appearance.
• "Benjamin, how are you?" He greeted me, with a simple handshake while his other hand caresses my arm.
• "Baxter, I'm good thank you, a bit excited honestly..."
• "You've never seen a ballet performance?"
• "This is a ballet performance? I thought you say your boy..."
• "He's a very good ballet performer, he has become the principal dancer for a year now..."
• "You must be very proud of him."
• "I am, come, I've got us the best seat in the house."
• We went up the luxurious carpeted stairway and he lead the way to a box seating area.
• "I don't usually like sitting in a box seat, but this theater has the best in one in the country, best views, and sounds. So, is this really your first time?"
• "Yeah," I smiled and he ushered me to my seat while I was busy looking at all the beautiful people under us taking their seats.
• And half an hour later I was entranced by the performance on the stage. Mykola, his so-called boy was a very attractive-looking man and the more I see him, the less resemblance I detect. Then my mind went straight to the gutter when Baxter put his hand to my thigh.
• The surrounding was dimly lit and he knows exactly just how to provoke me while looking at Mykola twisting and turning, showing off his captivating performance in a skin-tight costume fitted perfectly to his lean yet very toned body. My eyes were glued to his bulge and his tight ass while Baxter finally took my hand and kissed it as the lights were getting brighter signaling that the first act was ending and intermission is next.
• "Let's get you some drinks, you look parched."
• I went with him, but instead of going where other people are, he leads me to a pathway leading to a private room with a huge star with his name on it.
• "Mykola, you are wonderful,"
• "Mr. Newman,"
• "It's Baxter for now, baby, and this is Benjamin, he'll be joining us later on tonight."
• He was even more handsome up close, his tall and muscular body was gleaming with sweat and his naked chest was begging to be touch.
• But what I didn't expect was Baxter kissing his boy in front of me. That's when I knew that Mykola is his lover boy. It sparked a little envy in me, which made me cursed on the inside knowing exactly that I'm just his whore for that night while Mykola was clearly mean so much more to him.
• "Benjamin, I want to introduce you to Mykola, I see the way you look at him from afar. Mykola baby, let me know how you feel about him."
• I didn't know what Baxter meant by it but the moment the male dancer stepped in front of me, I stayed silent and let him slipped his strong hands under my formal suit, reach to the back of my body and keep me still while he teased his lips to mine. I could feel his smile when my name rolled out of his mouth sensually.
• "Open your mouth, Benjamin." He licked my lip and kissed me deeper, slithering his tongue, deepening his hot first kiss until I finally let out a moan when I felt myself getting hard for him.
• "Can I have him?"
• "You have five more minutes before act two," Baxter said, sitting leisurely in the corner of the room watching his lover boy pushing me to his dresser, unbuckling my pants, and pulling them down to my knees, along with my briefs.
• He kept on kissing me while his hand started stroking my length.
• "Let Benjamin feel your throat, I want him hard and horny for later, and you, well you need to calm yourself down before you get on stage." He chuckled and rest back in his seat.
• The instruction itself was making me twitch and to think I was going to be hard for the rest of the show made me groaned louder and grabbed the back of his neck.
• "No, no... Benjamin, stay still,"
• My hands were off of him, resting between my body, holding on to the edge of his dresser until my knuckles were all white, while I watched him lowering down his kisses until he finally between my legs and engulfed me in the tightness of his throat.
• I know I was leaking precum while holding myself back, trying to be still, and keeping myself from cumming in his very wet mouth.
• And I didn't even feel the five minutes when Mykola abruptly pulled away leaving me very erect, but help me pull up my briefs and pants again.
• "Very good, I will see you later back at our seats." Baxter got up, then leave us alone, and closed the door behind him.
• "So," Mykola started his words.
• "So, you're his lover, no blood relation?"
• He laughed and asked me why I asked that.
• "He said that he's going to introduce me to his boy, then I met you...I mean,"
• "He's my daddy, as in sugar daddy, he provides for me." He shrugged easily as if divulging the information was a common thing to do.
• "Oh,"
• "How much do you think we make by expressing ourselves through our art?" the man adjust his bulge then started undressing himself in front of me like he had done it millions of times before.
• "Not enough?"
• He laughed and told me that's true. Moments later I decided to leave him to get ready while I go back to our seat and wait for the next act to start.
• "I want to watch you play with Mykola tonight." He lazily put his hand on my upper thigh and started rubbing my inner side teasing me while he graze my dick intentionally.
• "Watch the show baby, we have a lot of time for sex later."
• My view was straight to the stage, as I try to ignore his small little touches and get through the second act with a raging hard-on between my legs.