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Chapter 7: Jason Miezel
“Be mad all you want; this car is nice.” Amy relaxed in the passenger seat enjoying the vibrate function. It had been two weeks and Tyler had grown to love the car. He didn’t love how he got it, but he appreciated Clarks thought. That’s what he told Clark after the argument. Clark didn’t understand how upset Tyler was. ‘You needed a new car,’ he had said, ‘so I got you a new car.’ He had defended himself.
“I’m not mad anymore.” Tyler repeated. He had been, then he had been embarrassed, guilty, pissed again, then strangely horny, and now he was softly annoyed, but over it. “It’s a nice car, I just didn’t need him to buy it for me.” Clark had acted like it was no big deal. That annoyed Tyler the most he thought.
“Well he did offer to have you pay him back.”
“This is a brand new fortythousanddollar car. I’d be paying it off until I died.” Tyler laughed. Clark had offered, handed him the receipt. Tyler balked at the sight of the zeroes. Clark had paid it off in cash, in full. And had paid for some warranty. It was a scam warranty, but Clark had the money to spend.
“Or until you two got married.”
“Woah, way too soon for that thought.” Tyler snapped. That thought had flown across his mind once (four times) and it horrified him beyond horror. He didn’t know if he was ready for marriage. He didn’t want it to explode like his parents if he did get married.
“Whatever.” Amy scoffed. She pulled her notebook out of her bag. “Anyway, you ready?” She asked. “Showcase at The Cave, first step to a paid gig. Bookers come here all the time, one of them pisses themselves at your jokes, we’re in.” She said giddy.
“Yes!” Tyler pulled into a parking spot. He was ready, no nerves. He had been working 2 years of open mics, and unpaid gigs to get in front of the right people. Things had fallen through, he’d bombed performances, chickened out. But not now, not this time. He was ready. It was his time. “This is it.”
“This is it.” Amy repeated. They got out of the car and walked to the door, Clark had beat them and was waiting.
“Hey babe.” Clark grinned and took Tyler into his arms. Tyler hugged him back. “Hey.” He squeezed his man. They stood there a moment. Silent.
“Hi.” Amy said reminded the two she was there.
“Hey Amy,” Clark acknowledged her. “you ready sugar?” Clark asked. He was dressed for the occasion. His tight, boot cut jeans, boots to match, a brown button up with paisley, and of course, a cowboy hat. Tyler didn’t know this outfit was in Clarks closet. He didn’t know he’d find it this y either. The outfit matched Clarks voice now. His beard had grown out more, Tyler had mentioned
he liked it so Clark had let it. He had also let some chest hair grow. Tyler really liked that.
“You have no idea how ready I am for this.” Tyler was wearing his own best outfit. A good pair of jeans, and a button up with a fun graffiti design. Amy wore a black shirt and leggings. She didn’t need to look good; she wasn’t going on stage. The group made it inside.
“So here’s the plan, Clark holds our table. Tyler performs his tight little ass off, and me? I walk around and eavesdrop, try to find the bookers and promoters. Everyone understand.” That wasn’t a question.
“She has no clue how tight your ass is.” Clark leaned down to Tylers ear to whisper while he firmly cupped one of Tylers cheeks. He gulped and let out a breath as the sensation coursed through him.
“Got it!” Tyler squeaked. Amy went off. “After I blow this out of the water, I want to talk to you about something.” Tyler reached up to give Clark a peck before running back to the green room where the other performers where hanging out and rehearsing. Clark nodded an agreement as he disappeared.
*****
“All I mean is that we give the Mormons too much shit. Sure they’re weird, but I mean anal? What a great way to come up with an excuse to have premarital .” Tyler continued his joke. “‘I have to save myself for marriage.'” He raised his voice to mimic a woman’s. “‘That’s okay babe, we’ll just put in gods blind spot. You know even though he sees and knows all.'” He lowered to mimic a man’s. The crowd laughed at his jokes as he kept going. He segued into his scientology bit and finished off with his bit about his hatred for Tom Cruise. The crowd exploded in laughter.
Tyler had to fight to keep going and not just stand there, marveling in his success. He felt like he’d explode in joy and glitter. He made his final joke and looked into the crowd and in the front seat was Clark, a grin so wide his face looked like the Chesire Cats.
“Well, that’s my time everyone. You’ve been a wonderful crowd. I’m Tyler Harris, thank you and good night.” He put the mic back on the stage and the crowd whooped, clapped, and roared with laughter and Clark kept his eyes on Tyler the whole time, no laughter or applause, but Tyler knew what Clark meant by his silence. Tyler had gone last, so he remained on stage while the host
came back out and had each of the comedians return and take a bow, each to more applause and cheering.
Tyler felt, for the first time, like a winner. He took his bow and they all left the stage.
“Oh my god!” Clark swooped him up and spun him planting his lips on his. “Oh my you did great. Did you hear the crowd?”
“Yeah,” Tyler nodded. “I”
“They couldn’t stop laughing. You killed Ty.” He looked down to Tyler with wetness in his eyes. Joy on his face. “Ty, you you’re gonna sell out the Apollo, the Paramount, Orpheum.” Clark listed off the theatres.
“I” Tyler was speechless.
“You killed it kid.” One of the other comics said walking by, Tyler thanked her and the next.
“Wow.” Is all Amy could say. “No notes.” She and Tyler hugged tightly. “If you don’t get a spot after this I’ll drop toaster in my bathtub.”
“Please don’t do that.” Tyler started crying. Amy too.
“I’m gonna go get us drinks to celebrate. Amy, vodka cran? Ty, daquiri?” They nodded and Clark walked off to get the drinks.
“Oh my god.” Amy and Tyler both squealed like schoolgirls crushing over some hot celeb of the month. They danced in place and wiped tears from each other’s faces.
“Tyler Harris?” A man asked as he approached the twos private party.
“Yes!” Tyler exclaimed in excitement. “Yes.” He said more calmly. Amy assumed a more professional posture in case this man was someone important. She was regretting the choice of casual clothing now. The man wore a pair of slacks and a polo. The duo straightened up.
“Yes this is Tyler Harris.” Amy needlessly introduced him.
“Hi,” He smiled and reached out to shake Tylers hand. “Nice to meet you.” Tyler shook it, then he moved to shake Amys’ hand. “I’m Jason Miezel.” He introduced himself and produced a card, Amy snatched it.
“Of Miezel Management?” Amys’ eyes flew to her hairline in surprise. Fuck a booker or club promoter. She thought to herself. This guys the big league. Top of the chain!
“That’s correct.” He smiled and nodded. He was an older gentleman with salt and pepper hair that was thinning. He was handsome, a bit shorter than Tyler and had a beer gut.
“You represent Walter Kincaid.” Tylers jaw fell open as he remembered. Walter was the
name in queer comics at the moment. Tyler couldn’t believe his luck.
“Correct again. Smart and funny. I like it.” Jason chuckled. “Listen kid, I’d like to set up a meeting. You have any representation yet?”
“Yes he does!” Amy spat quickly. “Yes,” she said smoother. “He me me I’m his…” she cleared her throat. “I’m Amy Gellar, representing the brightest stars in tomorrows night sky.” She puffed up and said professionally. She had just made that up, Tyler had never heard her say that before. He was still speechless.
“Catchy, I like it. Do you have a card?” He asked.
“A card?” She asked with a blank stare overcoming her now softball sized eyes. Clark came up behind Tyler and wrapped his arm around him.
“Here you go.” He handed him his drink. Tyler was still unable to move or speak. This was better than . He could never tell Clark that.
“Yes, a way I can get in touch with you to discuss your client here.”
“I…don’t yet. I have to order some more; you know how it is. You run out so quick in this business.” She lied again. She didn’t have any cards, but she’d have some made now.
“Yes,” Jason nodded his head skeptically, “I do.”
“But here.” She ripped a piece of paper from her notebook and scribbled her name and information on it. “We await your email. Or call, don’t be afraid to call. Anytime, any day.” Her grin nearly split her face as Jason took the paper.
“Of course.” Jason took Tylers’ hand once more and shook it. “You did great, good stuff. A bright future for you in tomorrow’s night sky.” He winked at Amy. “Clark, good to see you again.” He nodded at Clark then walked away.
“Oh my god.” Amy fell into a chair. Tyler and Clark joined her. “Jason Miezel.” Clark handed her her drink and she swallowed it in one gulp.
“Jason Miezel” Tyler echoed, taking a sip of his own drink. Amy and Tyler were both silent, staring off into space.
“So that went well I assume.” Clark interrupted their silence.
“Very.” Tyler mumbled, reaching over and taking Clarks hand in his. Clark squeezed it and he pointed his attention to his boyfriend. “I’m happy you’re here.” Tyler said as Clark raised his hand up and kissed it.
“Me too.” He grinned. Then, something in Tylers head circled back to the conversation moments ago. ‘Clark, good to see you again.’ What did Jason Miezel mean by that?
*****
A few days later…
“You sure about this?” Clark asked Tyler again.
“Yes.” Tyler repeated. He was standing in front of him, nearly naked. Clark was about to hit send. “I’ve always had this fantasy.”
“So have I to be honest, but I don’t know how okay I’ll be with it in reality.” Clark told Tyler. “I mean, I’ve had a three way before. But an orgy is I mean wow.” Tyler had expressed his secret fantasy to have a gangbang.
“Gangbang.” He corrected. “I want you to fuck me, and then you have your friends fuck me
too.”
“Jacob is married and straight. And I don’t have any gay friends I’d want to share you with.” “Which is why we’re using one of the apps.” Tyler looked over the profile again. It was a hot
pic of Tyler riding Clark. The bio read ‘hot couple looking for more.’ Short, simple and to the point. “We’ll make sure we’re safe, no names.”
“The name thing isn’t really what’s bugging me. You’re mine, I don’t know if I want to share you.” Clark said.
“I don’t belong to you.” Tyler furrowed his brow.
“I don’t mean it like that. I just mean I don’t know if I’ll like seeing other guys fuck you.” “Then we don’t have to do it.” Tyler said grabbing Clarks phone and about to delete the
account. He didn’t want to make Clark do anything he wasn’t comfortable with. “No,” Clark stopped him. “if it’s what you want we do it.”
“But if you don’t want to then we don’t.” Tyler reassured him. Clark looked down into his eyes and decided.
“We do it, but we pull the plug at any moment.” He said.
“Our safe word is pumpernickel.” Tyler smiled and hit post. The profile went live. “Why pumpernickel?” Clark asked.
“I don’t think I’d ever say it, would you?” Clark shook his head.
The couple sat down on the couch and within minutes they had 4 men messaging them to come over. After a vetting process, they ended up with a total of 6 plus Clark before Tyler cut off the applications. He didn’t think he could do more than that.
“They’re on the way.” Clark and Tyler got comfortable. Plan was, door was unlocked, they’d each walk in as they arrived and come in. Clark and Tyler will have already started.
Tyler had mounted Clark and he could feel his cock poking his hole, but he hadn’t been let in yet. Tyler wanted Clark to be the last load he took. They kept making out as they heard the door open and some one came in. He was about Tylers height and was stocky built, his cock was flaccid and hanging down. He had left his clothes by the door. His balls looked heavy.
Clark nodded his head and the man came up behind Tyler who was nibbling Clarks neck. The man started to feel Tyler up and down. He took in a sharp breath as he felt him cup his ass cheek. Clark pulled Tylers mouth back to his. The man started to finger Tylers’ hole lightly while he stroked himself. Two more men joined them and Clark let Tyler fall to his knees. They had made an agreement that they wouldn’t kiss anyone else. Tyler took man 1 in his mouth and man 2 and 3 in each of his hands as Clark went down and angled himself under Tyler. He started to lube up his hole with his spit while he jerked himself off.
Man 1 was about seven and veiny. He was musky. Man 2 was about 6, girthy, uncut, and had a curve to the left. Man 3 was almost Clarks size and smooth. Really smooth. Like brand new skin.
Tyler switched between the three men, bobbing up and down on them as he enjoyed Clark opening him up. He moaned and hummed in pleasure. The other three men arrived shortly after it had began and Man 3 asked Clark if he could have a taste. Clark pulled the ottoman over and Tyler was ordered to lay on his back.
“I’m gonna watch.” He whispered into Tylers ear as he sat down in the chair in front of the scene and started stroking himself as he watched Man 4, 5, and 6 each join in the fun. Man 3 started tonguing Tylers hole as Man 4 and 6 held his legs up. Man 5 started face Tyler as 2 and 1 were watching, kissing each other and stroking themselves.
“Oh, fuck.” 5 moaned as he drilled his cock down Tylers throat. “Fuck yeah.” He popped Tyler lightly in the face.
“Watch it.” Clark growled quietly. Tyler looked between 6’s legs as he and 5 traded places. Clark was still stroking himself, leaning on one hand. Enjoying the view. It had turned him on more than he thought it would. Seeing Clark enjoying himself sent pleasure throughout Tylers body.
“I gotta get in that pussy!” 2 said as he pushed 3 out of the way softly. 3 started making out with 4 as 2 started pushing his cock in past Tylers sphincter.
“Ohhhh.” Tyler moaned around 6’s cock. 6 shook in response to the vibration on his penis.
“Oh, fuck you’re tight bitch.” 2 said as he was able to get all the way in. Tyler moaned deeply and Clark started stroking faster.
4 came over to Tylers face and started taking his turn as 2 started to pound away. They both grunted with each thrust as Tylers pussy took the beating. 2 didn’t last long as he quickly filled Tyler with his load with a moan of pleasure. 1 took over and slid in quickly before Tylers cunt closed back up 2 came over and had Tyler polish his cock clean of his ass juices. 1 took smoother, deeper thrusts and 2 left. Tyler reached up both hands and grabbed 6 and 4’s cocks. He started to stroke them. Clark got up and came over to Tyler, squatting down to his face.
“Know how I said I wasn’t sure about this?” He whispered before kissing Tyler deeply as he cried from the pleasure of being fucked deep and tender by 1. Tyler nodded. “I’m sure now. This is the hottest thing.” He stood up and shoved his shaft down Tylers throat. “Ahhhhhhh…” He shuddered. Clark clasped his hand around Tylers expanded throat, he could feel himself under his hand. The pleasure caused Tylers body to seize. His anus squeezed and soon 1 was cumming stream after stream up Tylers boy pussy.
“Fuck that’s hot.” 6 said as he made his way down to Tylers cummy hole. He spat in it and then started eating him out. Tyler moaned again as Clark kept face him. 6 bucked into Tyler with hard, clapping thrusts. “Fuck this fat ass is tight.” He moaned as he pummeled Tylers cum filled hole. Tyler could feel the slipperiness and the cum squirting out between humps. His hole making lewd noises as it did. “Fuck!” 6 fell over as he came, his cock twitched inside Tyler.
“My turn.” 3 said going down and slipping his prick in the now overflowing hole.
“Can I get a turn again?” 4 asked Clark and he stepped back, allowing 4 to thrust his cock all the way down Tylers’ throat. He could hardly breath and was moaning from every ounce of pleasure he was receiving. Clark loved seeing Tyler begging for this, moaning like a bitch for more cock, more cum. They would definitely be doing this again. 5 went over and whispered something in 3’s ear and he grinned, nodding.
“Hey, stand up for a minute.” He helped Tyler stand, his legs tired and wobbly from the . 3 laid and down and 5 pushed Tyler over to have him sit on 3’s cock. It sank in easily.
“Ahhh.” Tyler groaned from the feeling of fullness. He leaned forward and gyrated his hips on 3 while he held himself up on 3’s pecs.
“Wanna try two?” 5 asked but Tyler didn’t really get to decide as he forced himself up inside before Tyler really got the chance to understand what was going on.
“Oh god!” He exclaimed. The feeling of two cocks stretching Tyler to his limit was exhilarating. He’d never felt this level of ual power. He felt like he was having an orgasm, but there was no cum coming from his stiff penis.
“Oh fuck!” 3 moaned.
“Fuck that’s tight!” 5 groaned as 4 now sat on 3’s face to shut him up. The men were all making various noises.
“Oh, fuck.” Clark said from his spot, looming over all of them.
As 3 and 5 both humped into Tyler, he could feel his hole stretching more with each moment. He kept moving his hips and squeezing and releasing his muscles to milk more loads out of the men. 3 picked up the pace as he bucked in deeper and deeper, cumming first. He fell out, almost instantly going soft. 5 kept going screaming that he was close and he couldn’t hold on. He bucked three maybe four more times before he added his load to the groups.
3 and 5 kissed and thanked Tyler who had now landed in doggy, his face down and ass up.
The two men smacked each cheek and licked the hole once more before leaving.
“Just one more.” 4 said bending down to eat out Tylers hole. He moaned at the pleasure his raw and used pussy was receiving. Clark had come over and was holding Tyler now as 4 prepared to push himself into Tyler. They all moaned as he entered the slutty bottom. Clark sat in front of Tyler and he got to work sucking his boyfriends dick while the final man started pounding away at the bitch.
“Oh fuck baby, this is so hot.” Clark moaned, leaning back on his arms as he threw his head back in ecstasy from Tylers expert throat skills. Tyler moaned as 4 pummeled him, the slap of his hips against his asscheeks bouncing off the windows and reverberating across the room.
“Oh, fuck! I love how your ass jiggles as I pound it. Your ass is perfect!” 4 kept laying down the compliments as he bucked into Tylers sweetness. Each collision driving him deeper on Clarks nob. “I’m close.” 4 exclaimed as he thrust one final time into Tyler. “Fuck! That’s one good pussy.” He moaned as he let out his river of cum. Tyler felt full, he didn’t think he could take another load, but without a second to think he pulled off of 4 and pushed Clark back and sank his whole 9 inches inside his cunt.
“Fuck.” Tyler moaned; Clark joined him.
“Shit that’s hot.” 4 said in awe. “Goddamn.” He smacked Tylers ass as Tyler started to bounce up and down on his boyfriend. 4 bend down and started to lick Clarks balls and lick Tylers cunt as the two lovers started to levitate from the erotic energy.
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