Bane and I'd finally came to the conclusion that the two of us could use a vacation, so I'd checked the dogs at my parents, and we headed out. We figured we'd head to the gamer convention that took place in Seattle. The flight was long, but we'd gotten in a day early and wandered around the lobby. I'd been pleased to see that there was a bar there, and I had a few drinks while Bane showered up. A guy who appeared to be in his mid-twenties approached me at the bar and informed me that he'd like to buy me a drink.
"I'm all for free drinks." I remarked. "But I'm happily taken." I was surprised that he agreed to buy the drink anyway. Bane showed up shortly after, and quickly stepped in to ask the guy who he was. He replied with "Jake." The two of us were wary of him, as he seemed to show a lot of interest in me. However, he seemed to be gentlemanly enough not to cross any lines.
I continued to drink for a little while, and lo and behold, became very aroused. Other than Jake, Bane, and I, the bar was empty. I began to pull at Bane's waistband, tugging his hips between mine. Jake watched intently as I grazed my thumb not-so-subtly over the crotch of Bane's jeans, to find that he was already hard and watching me. Jake slid his hand over his own crotch, where Bane must have noticed his erection.
"She's -mine-." Bane growled at Jake, pulling my hips into his grinding onto me. "All mine."
"I know... But she seems so willing to please you. You're lucky."
"Yeah, she's amazing." He said, running his thumb over my lower lip. "You should see her..."
"What if I could?" Jake asked. Bane met him with a possessive growl. "No, you misunderstood. I don't want to fuck your girl. I want to see you fuck her."
"No." I said, growling lightly.
"What about a blowjob? I won't touch her, I won't touch you, and I won't get anything anywhere. You don't have to worry about me blowing it on her back or anything." I winced at the though of a stranger cumming on me. Disgusting. "We'll go back to your room, and you'll get to show her off... Only if you guys are into it though."
Bane looked at me, and I looked back. He breathed in, sliding a finger into my belt loop.
"Its up to Rook."
"... Ah'll do it... But Jake can't instruct me at all."
"I won't."
I finished the last of my drink, tipped the bartender, and lead Bane by the hand to the elevator. Jake followed us, and by the time the elevator door closed, Bane had already grabbed me and pushed me flat against the wall. He kissed me roughly, hands pulling my hips to his, and then whispered in my ear.
"You really wanna do this?"
"Mmmhmm." I replied, my hand already rubbing him through his jeans. He was straining hard against the denim.
His hand reached down and stopped mine, and he growled lightly into my ear, holding my hand tightly in his. "Good... Because I want to show you off." He took my hand in his, pressing it to him, and gave a pretty strong thrust with his hips.
The elevator door opened, and we stepped out. We made our way to our room, a nice little suite that we'd saved up for, figuring that we'd spend an extra day or so just in the room ourselves. Jake walked in and looked around, and sat at the desk, turning his chair to face us.
"Am I allowed to... You know..." He made a motion with his hand, pantomiming stroking his cock.
"Only if you don't get anything anywhere. Here." Bane tossed a box of tissues at Jake, who nodded and sat back on the chair, waiting.
Bane reached over to the bed and grabbed a pillow, tossing it on the floor near his feet. He leaned back against a wall and watched as I pulled my hair back into a loose, messy ponytail, and threw on a headband to keep my hair from falling around my mouth. He smirked as I turned to look at him, grabbing me by the hips. He kissed me and and began to grind himself into me. I heard the sound of Jake unzipping his pants and sliding out his cock. I glanced over at him, a small smirk on my face.
I could hear Bane growl lightly, almost a jealous, guttural noise, as he grabbed my hand and rubbed it against his straining erection. I loved his jealous possessive streak, even though he should know better. I couldn't have cared less about Jake and his erection. I was just amused by how turned on Bane and I had made him. I turned back to look at Bane, and leaned up to whisper in his ear a single phrase that I'd known would quell his insecurities.
"I want you so bad..." My tongue traced his earlobe as I rubbed my hand along his jeans, teasing him through the denim.