Hugo saw the young man come in and was attracted instantly. The redhead approached the bar for a beer, then made his way over to a particular set of tables. While not officially set aside, anyone who frequented this particular club knew what those three tables ment. Anyone there was available, for a price.
Even at his age, Hugo could generally get what and who he wanted for free, with a few well applied strokes and the right pair of leather jeans. Even now, he was just inside the back rooms - He could see most of the bar through the curtains, and he was just concealed enough to have his cock deliciously sucked by some eager young thing without violating the club's 'no sex on the floor' rule. Not that it was ever enforced, but Hugo preferred to play it safe. The redhead was approached by some young hotshot, probably here for the express purpose of embarrassing his filthy rich dad.
Hugo watched settle on the price, with the young man apparently being forced to play more than he had intended, and not happy about it. Hugo couldn't help but chuckle - he liked the redhead even more - he would have charged extra, too, the man really was a tosser.
The youngster brushed passed Hugo and his current companion with some nasty comment about Hugo's age. He grabbed David's arm, keeping one hand in the young man's hair currently sucking his cock. "Whatever he's paying for this, I'll double it, plus enough to cover that rate all night." Hugo wanted him, and despite the venue, he could afford it.
David scoffed and the young man stepped in, with an expectedly snotty attitude. "You can't afford him, old man," he growled and tried to pull David away. Hugo kept a firm grip.
"You can't afford to piss me off, little boy." Hugo said with deadly calm. "I could eat your daddy for lunch," he growled. And he could. Hugo was the man *behind* a dozen top companies. A man so seldom seen that no one knew his face. In twenty years, he'd never been in the papers. He was known only to those who knew him. And he had, as some said, more money than god.
Whether it was Hugo's icy calm tone, or the fact that he didn't want to pay as much as he'd promised, the kid snorted and let go of David. "Fine, he's not worth it, though."
Hugo waved the rich boy away then turned to David. "What was he paying you, and to do what?" And then the young man spoke, Hugo almost came then and there.
"Forty," he said, his voice sex personified, giving Hugo a keen onceover. The man was definitely gorgeous, and unless the kid on his knees was playing tricks, the man had *plenty* of cock. David's ass was twitching already and he didn't even know if he'd be getting it. If he didn't get *this* cock, David knew already that he'd be looking up an old friend in the biz and begging for a free ride. "He just wanted me to suck his dick," he said. "I think he was gonna try and fuck me, too," he snorted at that, which made Hugo smile.
"So, double that … and I'm terrible with numbers, so say a hundred," They both knew that someone with Hugo's money had to be faster than a calculator with money, "you finish what this lovely young man has started, and we see if we're both willing to make an evening of it," Hugo fished out his wallet and withdrew a few crisp bills and tapped the kneeling youngster. He hadn't been paying him but Hugo handed him the bills, "For your troubles," the kid finally relinquished Hugo's cock and stood, taking the cash and vanishing out into the club. Hugo then fished out another set of bills, handing them to David. "Payment up front," he smiled.
"How do you know I'm worth it?" David asked, nevertheless deftly tucking the cash into his skintight pants.
"You've got lips designed for sucking cock," Hugo purred, brushing his thumb over the other man's full, cherubic lips.
David smirked at that, and nipped at Hugo's thumb, capturing it and sucking hard. "So I do," he growled softly, his eyes dark and hungry, his heart racing and ass clenching. If he played his cards right, he'd defiantly be getting this cock shoved into his ass tonight. Maybe more than once. He just had to deliver the best blowjob this high flier had ever gotten. He licked his lips and knelt. "If you wanna fuck my face, I won't mind," he purred, knowing a lot of customers liked to feel they were in control.
"Good," Hugo purred, sliding his hands into David's hair, purring at the silken feeling, pleased that the man's waves were natural and not gel enhanced. He let out a throaty groan of pleasure as he watched the redhead almost suck him in, deep throating him, taking Hugo's rather large cock down his tight, vibrating throat. He'd already earned himself the night - the rest of the blowjob would be gravy. Hugo barely had to thrust, the young man was sucking his cock like a creature starved. "You really do like sucking cock, don't you?" he purred, keeping his hands in that golden, thick mane.
David nodded, moving Hugo's cock in his throat, humming around it. His cheeks hollowed every time he drew back to focus on the head. He very carefully tested if the man liked teeth, and from the sharp thrust of his hips, he did indeed. David used this to his advantage, getting the man ready to come, sucking off his precome, and keeping him right at the edge. He finally slammed his head down on the older man's cock again and swallowed almost ferociously, gulping him down, actually whimpering at his desire to feel and taste the man come.
Hugo moaned, the redhead's mouth driving him insane. He learned quickly - the mouth working him knew him as well as his own hands did, he would swear. He *was* good at giving head - and exquisite at keeping Hugo right *there*. Finally he couldn't take anymore and Hugo loosed his thick, hot seed into the redhead's throat, groaning at the sight when he pulled back, obviously getting a few mouthfuls. To Hugo's surprise, he pulled back even further, grabbing the thick cock and milking the last few drops onto his lips and cheeks before licking them away.
David licked his lips, purring at the man's taste - this gentlemen knew just want to eat to get some of the best tasting come. In spite of his professionally casual stance as he stood, his eyes were eager, hungry, and a little vulnerable, knowing it wasn't a good idea to let the john know how much you wanted it - they tried to cheap you on the price.
"So, a hundred for … Well, I lost track of time … we'll say twenty minutes. six thousand, and you're mine till 8 tomorrow," Hugo said smoothly, tucking his cock away, meeting David's gaze.
Maybe the full amount the older man was offering hadn't quite sunk in yet. Maybe his business savvy told him this man wanted him , a lot, would cough up any price David named, just like the young daddy's boy. Maybe David was just a cheeky bugger. "Why not get me till noon and pay an even ten grand?" he purred.
Hugo arched an eyebrow designed for just such an activity and his lips quirked into a smile. Oh, he *liked* this redhead. "A ten thousand means I get you till three, not noon. You'll have the money before we get to my place," he promised, giving David a slow, deliberately hungry look. "Have you eaten tonight?"
"Only your cock," David purred, wondering at the question. He generally didn't leave the club with people, preferring to keep his business within the back rooms - it was far less dangerous that way. Maybe he was being too trusting, but this guy didn't seem the bad sort - not like the rich kid from earlier.
"Then we'll get some real food in you on the way," Hugo smiled. "You can call me Hugo, by the way. What can I call you?"
"Anything you want," the answer was automatic, even as David had to resist telling this man his real name.
"I want to call you by your real name, it's better than "boy" " Hugo pointed out. He knew he seldom knew the real names of half the men who sucked his cock or whom he fucked. But in this case, he rather hoped it would be the young man's real name.
"David, then," He said, casually, tossing it off as if it were some made up handle.
"Alright, David … my car's out back," he wove back into the dancing, throbbing crowd to a door leading into the back alley. Once they were ouside, Hugo guided them to a floodlight and stopped, reaching out to stroke David's face. "You're better looking than I thought," he purred, caressing the subtle lines on his face that he suspected weren't soely from a hard life. "And older than I thought," he chuckled. "I like it. Too often the last few years I felt like a pedophile when I realized how young some of the lads are. Are you clean?" Hugo asked, needing to know if the young man was disease free. Given the way he carried himself, he gathered David wasn't stupid about things.
He nodded. "Yeah, tested clean a week ago, and every few months for the last ten years,"
Hugo's hand slid down David's face to his neck, finding a peaked nipple in the cool night air. He purred at the firm stomach, noticing the audible gasp and gentle hip thrust. "Someone likes his tummy rubbed," Hugo chukled, pressing David against the wall and sliding a hand under his shirt to exploit the new found stomach button. "Maybe I should call you "kitten," Hugo purred, leaning in to kiss David's neck, his hand slipping to the younger man's crotch. "Mmmmm," he purred, clearly enjoying the fact that David wasn't exactly tiny in the occk department.
David was still a little in shock from the money the guy - Hugo - was gonna be paying. Or at least what he'd promised. He'd believe it when he saw it. David n ever got this much in one night. The best he uslaly hoped for was a couple hundred. One night he'd made a thousand by working a party. He wondered now if this guy was some kinda sicko - maybe that's why he paid so much. He knew guys in the biz who only did hard core stuff and they made a lot more than him. Oh well, ten grand was worth just about anything, and if he got some more of that huge cock out of it, all the better for him. He was so distracted that he'd let himself react to that hand on his stomach - always a magic spot for him - nd cursed himself after. When the man suggested calling him kitten, David chuckled. "Meow," he purred. He leaned forward to nuzzle Hugo as Hugo was doing to him, then found he wasn't there. David realized what Hugo was up to just in time to feel the cool night air on his cock. When he saw and felt Hugo start to lick the head, then begin sucking David into his mouth, David moaned loudly, then bit his lip, not wanting to piss him off.
Hugo leaned back, stroking David's cock. "I don't mind if you make noise," he purred. He also wouldn't mind if David wanted to fuck his face, but he'd save that for later, if he was as comfortable with him as he felt he would be now. At David's hesitant nodd, Hugo began sucking again. Once in a blue moon, he found someone whose cock he wanted to suck. This was one such occasion, and it was well worth it. Hugo liked a mouthful of cock as much as any other gay man, and he could afford it whenever he wanted it, but *he* actually felt dirty when he did that. Except now. Hugo refused to think too much about it, and simply gave himself over to the sensation of sucking cock, pleased to hear David's whimpers and moans.
Oh fuck the man was good. It had to be natural talent, there was a certain polish that was missing, but Hugo more than mad eup for it with eagerness and natural skill. He was getting close, but David was very, very good at holding off coming, since most clients didn't want him to. It was frequently made clear to him that he was there for someone *elses* pleasure, not his own.
Hugo sucked and licked, moaning as he took David down his throat, swallowing, just savoring everything about this fine tasting mouth full of cock. He realized after a while that David had to be holding back. Hugo began to fondle his balls gently and the moans definitely changed, but still David didn't come. Hugo sucked harder, then shifted to gentle, almost teasing licks. Finally he leaned back. "I want you to come," he murmured, one hand sliding up to David's stomach.
Oh fuck! David changed his mind - the man was an absolute master at sucking cock. He was holding back, but Hugo made it very hard and David was already thinking of a good excuse to leave for a moment so he could beat off and actually *concentrate* that night. Hugo's words were a bit of a shock, but his body seemed to understand more quickly than his brain. Within seconds of being back inside Hugo's mouth, David exploded, moaning as his hips thrust, cock gushing.
Hugo moaned around the flood of come, swallowing down every drop. He slid off David and tucked the younger man away as he stood, licking his lips. "Car, food, money, home," he said with a purr, leading David to his car, unlocking it remotely and sliding into the drivers side.
Once they were both inside, Hugo started the puring engine and pulled out of the parking lot, merging with the late night city traffic.
