Twisted 4
First full day of Marshall’s vacation consents of swimming in the large indoor pool, Elton showing off his prize rose garden, walking the grounds, and now Marshall sitting quietly writing as Elton confidently talks on the phone with his Broker about selling, buying and trading stocks. After getting off the phone Elton watches his Baby who’s intensely scribbling with a pencil in his notebook, and decides no time like the present to talk to him about his manger Joshua, that’s before Joshua just happens to show up and finds his Baby staying with him.
“What are you working on?” Elton
asks, as he stands up from the desk and walks over to his Baby, who’s still
intensely working with the pencil and paper.
“Nothing . . .” Marshall mumbles,
as Elton tries to see.
“Can I see?” Elton curiously asks,
sitting down and placing his hand on his Baby’s knee that’s pushed up in front
of him, where the notebook is resting.
Nervously Marshall hands the
notebook over to Elton, and waits for him to laugh at the bad drawing.
“My Roses!” Elton yells out in
total amazement as he gets lost looking at the exceptional drawing of his prize
winning rose garden that he’d showed his Baby early in the day.
“Oh! Marshall May I Please Have
This?” Elton hysterically asks, holding the notebook to his chest and smiling
at his Baby.
“I didn’t know you drew.” Elton
quickly adds, as Marshall takes a deep breathe, realizing Elton just called him
Marshall again.
“I don’t.” Marshall nervously
mumbles, taking a nervous breathe, as Elton gets lost in staring at his prize
winning rose garden seen through the eyes of his Baby.
Seeing how nervous his Baby is
Elton slowly begins to hand the notebook back.
“If you want it.” Marshall
nervously says, pushing the notebook back to Elton, and he gratefully takes it
back.
“You never seize to amaze me.”
Elton comments, never taken his eyes from the drawing.
“Is that a good thing?” Marshall
nervously asks.
“Yes! You’re a very talented young
man. You need to give yourself more credit.” Elton sincerely says as he glances
over at his Baby with a smile.
“You’re pretty talented yourself .
. . . . . that is for an old man.” Marshall jokily says, as he playfully nudges
Elton who keeps staring at the drawing.
“Ha Ha! I guess you’re trying to
be a comedian now?” Elton jokily says with a laugh as he playfully nudges his
Baby, loving how his Baby’s crystal blue eyes sparkle when he laughs.
“So you really like my rose
garden?” Elton nervously asks, as he again glances down at his Baby’s drawing.
“Yeah! It’s very calming.”
Marshall truthfully says with a smile, as he thinks back to how peaceful and
beautiful the garden was.
“I’ll have to remember that.”
Elton comments, while making a mental note about the garden being calming to
his Baby.
“You know you could give Swifty
some pointers on gardening.” Marshall jokily says with a laugh.
“I really don’t think the same
gardening rules apply.” Elton tries to jokily say, as his mind and heart wishes
his Baby would have never come in contact with drugs.
“You never know. You guys could go
into business together, and make lots of money.” Marshall jokily states as he
stretches, and then moans in discomfort.
“You back still hurt?” Elton asks
in concern.
“Little.” Marshall moans,
continuing to try to stretch out the kinks in his back.
“That’s what you get for sleeping
on the hard floor.” Elton states with a small laugh, as he moves to the edge of
the large sofa so his Baby can fully stretch out.
“Roll Over.” Elton demands,
quickly standing and looking down at his Baby.
“Ya gonna teach me to fetch next?”
Marshall jokily asks, while laughing and rolling over on his stomach.
“Owww!” Marshall loudly states as
Elton playfully smacks his ass with a wicked expression.
“I plan on teaching you a few
things!” Elton states with a laugh, straddling his Baby and begins massaging
his back, as Marshall glances back at him and jokily sticks out his tongue as
he laughs.
“We can start with that tongue!”
Elton comments with out thinking, but quickly intensifies his massaging hoping
his Baby didn’t hear the comment.
Marshall relaxes under Elton’s
magical fingers, trying not to think about Elton’s comment, or the hot tingling
feeling that’s rushing through his body from Elton smacking his ass and his
fingers, but subconsciously moans lustfully.
Elton happily intensifies his
massaging, hearing his Baby’s lustful moan, as he silently prays that he can
control himself, not wanting to scare his Baby again, just wanting to take it
slow as his Baby comes to terms with being this close to another man.
“Elton.” Marshall softly moans,
bringing Elton from his thoughts.
“Hmmmmm.” Elton moans.
“You have to stop . . . . I’m
falling asleep.” Marshall struggles to whisper, as he lifts up and glances back
at Elton.
Elton holds his breathe and slowly
stops, but forces a smile as his eyes connect with perfect crystal blue, as his
Baby struggles under him to roll over.
“Don’t.” Marshall whispers, seeing
the hurt in Elton’s eyes and quickly grabbing both his wrist.
“I should move.” Elton struggles
to say, as his Baby’s hands seem to burn into the skin of his wrists, and
feeling his Baby’s growing erection on his ass.
“Nooo.” Marshall moans, not
wanting to upset Elton like he did last night, as his mind screams MOVE, and he
slowly let’s go of Elton’s wrists.
“You sure?” Elton mischievously
asks, placeing a kiss on his Baby’s forehead, as his hands being caressing over
his muscular chest.
“Yeah.” Marshall struggles to
whisper as Elton leans down and begins to seductively nibble on his ear.
“Elton?” Marshall struggles to
ask, after a few minutes, wondering why Elton never tries to kiss him on the
mouth, as his own hands being to roam over Elton.
“Mmmmm?’ Elton moans, loving the
feel of his Baby’s strong hands caressing over his head and back, as he stretches
his body over his Baby’s.
Marshall moans in satisfaction, as
his body subconsciously arches up into him, wanting more of his wet lips on the
sensitive part of his neck, as Elton’s hand is working its way into his
sweatpants to his now throbbing cock.
“Baby . . . . your cock . . .” Elton struggles to seductively
whispers, struggling to work his Baby’s sweatpants down some between them.
Marshall passionately begins
sucking on Elton’s neck as his he feels Elton’s erection on his leg and moves
so it rubs directly on it, before moving his hand down and begins to struggle
with Elton’s belt.
“Oh God Baby!” Elton erotically
moans, as he gets his Baby’s sweatpants down and takes his massive hot cock in
his hand, as his Baby’s leg grinds into his cock, and his hand now working on
the snap of his pants.
“Do you know what you’re going
after?” Elton wickedly moans, as his Baby’s hand unsnaps his pants and slowly
pulls down the zipper, and caress over his dick through his boxers.
A fiery passion builds to a
dangerous high; sweat pouring from both their bodies as they melt to one, hands
and mouths roaming ferociously, as there is a knock on the door.
Marshall hearing the knock ignores
it as he intensifies the caressing over Elton’s dick, his mind screaming stop,
but his heart wanting to get as close to Elton as he can.
“Oh God Baby we have to stop.”
Elton softly moans, as his hand continues to stroke his Baby’s hard cock, as
the knocking gets louder.
“WHAT?” Elton angrily loudly yells
out as he lifts up and looks over at the closed double wooden doors, as his
Baby moans beneath him, as his hand nervously moves to the waistband of his
boxers.
“Mr. Joshua is on the phone!” Jean
the head maid firmly states, loving the fact that she has interrupted the loud
moaning coming from behind the closed door.
“Ignore It!” Marshall seductively
pleads, quickly grabbing Elton’s head with both hands and pulling him into a
passionate kiss.
Elton quickly opens his mouth to
his Baby’s firm probing tongue and growls passionately at the sweetness of it
exploring his mouth, as his Baby’s body grinds up into his, as the knocking
begins again.
“Mr. Joshua needs to speak with
you!” Jean agitatedly states from the other side of the door, and Elton slowly
pulls his mouth from his Baby’s.
“Okay!” Elton agitatedly yells
out, trying to regain his breathe that his Baby has stolen, as he pulls up and
looks down at him.
“Please don’t leave me.” Marshall
almost child like tone pleads, wrapping his arms around Elton’s neck.
“I have to take this call.” Elton
struggles to whisper, hating the fact that he has to leave the arms of his
Baby, but worries why Joshua was calling, and did Jean say anything about Elton
having company.
“Elton?” Marshall breathlessly
whispers, as Elton slowly takes hold of one of his Baby’s arms and slowly
removes it from his neck.
“I have to get it.” Elton
regretfully whispers placing a kiss on his Baby’s forehead, and then slowly
gets up and takes a deep breathe as he moves across the floor.
Elton rushes over to the phone and
picks it up, as he takes a nervous breathe then begins to talk, watching his
Baby carefully as his breathing becomes normal again and then begins to adjust
his clothes.
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